More Neighborly Visits for the Daring Spanko
"I'm going to smash the paddle on that enticing behind," Taco mentions in a deep voice as I step into her new residence for the second time.
Her breast is uncovered under the bathrobe, featuring her flawless breasts with protruding nipples, uncovered by the thin material.
"Will you?" I snicker, sensing the temperature between my legs commencing to rise.
"After I sit on your face and shove my delightful nectar into your mouth," she carries on in a whisper, her mouth touching my ear as it generates a herd of goosebumps from my feet.
"Oooh, Taco," I initiate, "I enjoy it when you utter vulgarities..."
She abruptly disjoins our kiss with a passionate kiss, her hot tongue temporarily encountering mine in a duel, each endeavoring to take our opponent's breath away.
She uncovers her hands underneath my waist and raises the hem of my gown, touching my craving flesh through the cotton panties as she presses one thigh up against my awakened libido.
With our lips still attached to each other, she sets free my backside with one hand at a time and evicts her bathrobe, then discontinues our kiss with a passionate moan and alters me to a kinky position, my face near her gorgeous bald eagle.
"Thirty moments or thirty spanks?" she poses with a crafty smirk, then whimpers softly as I part her labia with my zealous tongue and deliver a tender kiss on her engorged clitoris.
SIDEBAR:
She is alluding to one of our initial meetings, at university, when she was the head of a highly-esteemed sorority and I was a freshman vying for membership. The last step in the recruitment process was to perform oral sex on her for thirty seconds, or sit on top of her nude lap for thirty spanks with a wooden paddle, with the remainder of the sorority females sneering, smirking, snickering, and delivering all sorts of lewd repartee.
"Choose between your knees or over mine," she claimed to each prospective sisterhood member as we entered her room singularly.
I broached the thirty spanks, unaware of how this elementary decision would change both of our lives. I kicked my feet, yelled, sobbed, and sobbed some more, cried my eyes out, and left a puddle of salty tears and dripping nose water near her feet as she punished my sensitive backside with a bright red wood paddle. The blend of humiliation, pain, and satisfaction caused me to be fascinated, so I met her for recurrent corporal punishment and mutual masturbation sessions throughout her final year of college.
My pet name for her, "Taco," refers to the resemblance between her shaved image and the molded Mexican meal, which I self-consciously pointed out, to the pleasure of our audience, during our sorority initiation. She dubbed me "Ten" due to the fact that I received ten extra spanks every time I made the mentioned analogy, which happened frequently.
To elaborate on our background, this might be a good moment to divulge the details about my premiere trip to Taco's new domestic abode, which, unlike this meeting, was totally unplanned.
The phrase appeared as I was about to leave for work: "My spouse just left after a speedy round of explicit intimacy. The entranceway is unlocked if you wish to consume a new creampie."
I promptly phoned my employment to state I could not make it to class that day, then transmitted a quick answer to Taco, simply the emoticon of the smiling face with its lingua protruding from its mouth.
Ten minutes later, it was my smiling face and my indulgent tongue, buried between her legs.
She sat on my face upon terminating devouring her creampie, ensuring that I didn't leave any residue of her husband's sperm from her privates, and we spent the rest of the day engaging in the activities we love to do each time we are in each other's company. We took a shower and contributed to a sensual soak following her fornicating me with her insatiable mouth and spanked me heartily with a spatula from her kitchen, the nearest available spanking accessory. I removed her pubic hair bald by her consent after she cited her husband had never noticed her "clean-shaven" set of charms. I expressed my fascination, and demonstrated my sympathy, when we dried off from our bath. Yum!
She still owned many boxes to unbox from her previous move, and swore she would discover her paddle before my successive visit.
I barely sat for the ten-minute drive back to home, and pondered how my spouse would react to the strip-like sin across my alluring backside from Taco's spatula!
Oh Ten, you're quite the filthy female, she moans, spreading your legs a little and petting your head as you dive back for more of her abundant feminine fluid.
A bit over half a minute passes, or at least a delightfully long few minutes if I had to guess, though neither of you are keeping track, and you hoist her up by her knees and the other across her shoulders, carrying her to your bedroom. You place her delicately on the center of her king-sized bed and bury your face back between her legs, continuing what you were doing earlier, prompting her to squeeze your head with her thighs and emit a shriek of orgasmic pleasure. She pulls your face up to hers for a taste of her mouth, then removes your garments.
The two of you spoon for a considerable amount of time, exploring each other's naked flesh with your fingers until she climbs on top of you, shifts forward, and straddles your face, pressing her delectable female anatomy against your mouth.
"What about my tushy spanking?" I question, but it's only half-hearted, my tongue already deep inside her warm, wet vault.
Thankfully, she grasps the language of tongue-in-vagina gibberish!
"Eat me again beforehand, Sweetie," she softly croons, leaning her head back and placing her hands on your hips. "You make me feel so good! I'll make it worth your while, I promise. Ooohh..."
Clearly, the offer is as hard to resist as her mouth-watering vagina, and you lap, suck, and swallow everything she supplies, driving her to her second shivering orgasm.
She swivels around, spreads your thighs with her hands, and begins giving it back with enthusiasm, slurping audibly and moaning to express her satisfaction. Her backside is in your face, and you can't resist the urge to kiss and lick her there, which produces a series of muffled snickers from both of you.
"You're such a nasty woman," she laughs between bites of your vagina. "I didn't think you were into that sort of thing."
"Not before," I retort, remaining in place with my face on her smooth, sensual backside.
"I'm really going to break the paddle on you!" she gasps, reiterating her earlier purpose.
"Promises, promises," I giggle, continuing to explore her taboo zone as my own orgasm beckons.
Soon, I'm bucking and groaning, and I wrap my arms around her waist to draw her closer.
"Ooh, oooooooh, ooooooooh..." I grunt as your orgasm forces my vaginal fluids into her hungry mouth.
She slurps and swallows, then crumples against me like it was her orgasm, not mine.
I kiss her legs a couple of times as I slowly recapture my breath, then pull her face to yours and kiss her.
"You're quite the filthy woman," she murmurs, then bathes your entire face with her agile tongue.
The two of you cuddle once more as you regain your composure.
When she climbs onto the edge of her bed and reaches for her paddle, recently unpacked from a multitude of boxes, you know the moment has come, and it's time for you to endure the spanking you so richly deserve.
I kiss her lips affectionately and rub my nose against hers, then take my position, assuming a position over her lap.
"I'll buy you a new one," I say humbly.
It turns out she put in some effort, and you can see the red markings on your backside to prove it, but the paddle didn't break.
Perhaps next time...
The ten-minute journey home from Taco's house is tormenting and exhilarating, as is typical when you have to sit for any length of time after a thorough spanking: tormenting due to the persisting pain of sitting on your burning-red backside, and exhilarating because it resurrects carnal memories of how your backside received its bruising. I can only keep one hand on the steering wheel of my car whilst plunging finger after finger into my steaming hot socket, keeping myself on the brink of another orgasm until I safely park in my driveway.
I dash into my house, tear off your garments, and masturbate furiously until your spouse comes home from work, then, still completely naked and incredibly aroused, welcome him at the door and almost consume him before he has a chance to inquire about your day off. When he sees your flaming-red backside, he'll realize you were naughty once again today, and I'm getting wetter by the moment anticipating the severe spanking he'll administer after I finish sucking him and gulping down his bountiful load of semen.
Maybe a paddle will snap on her backside today after all!
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