Jane had been begging her perfect husband John to spank her. He was too perfect for that. He was a perfect gentleman, a perfect sweetheart, a perfect caretaker. He was stable chivalry on a silver platter, something she loved about him, most of the time. He was vanilla. He wasn’t vanilla bean, or vanilla with a chocolate swirl. He was old fashioned, homemade vanilla. That, she didn’t love.
No matter how much she begged he wouldn’t take her. It took her months to get him to take her from behind. Jane had just served him a bowl of fruit for dessert, and was headed to join him in the living room when she said something smart. She couldn’t believe her ears when he said “bend over, I think you need a spanking.” She stopped dead in her tracks at the entrance to the room.
The laughs free flowed from her lips. “That would be so hot if you meant it.” (He hadn’t yet learned the tone that made his intentions clear)
“I do. I changed my mind.”
“You changed your mind?” she looked at him utterly confused.
“Yes, instead of being nice, I am going to give you what you deserve” he said blankly. Her face quickly changed from a confusion, to a girlish grin, and back to confusion.
“I am trying to picture you giving me what I deserve,” Jane replied in a whisper. What the fuck!!, she screamed silently to herself.
John sat down on the firm leather couch, patted his knee, and said “then come accept your punishment”. Jane walked over to him, wearily. Her heart started pounding as she lowered herself over his lap. This is what you’ve wanted, he is giving it to you, she bargained with herself. John could feel how quickly his wife’s breaths were coming.He slowly pulled down her panties, exposing her bare ass. Jane could feel the chill of the air against her newly freed skin, and the dampness that came quickly between her thighs. John looked at the creaminess of her ass, raised his hand and lowered it with ferocity. SMACK!!
“AH!” Jane panted and gasped, as another slap against her ass came. John looked as the blood raised to the surface of his wife’s skin. He was keenly aware and surprised at the pleasure it was bringing him. To see her red and at his mercy. He delivered another blow, stopping when Jane began to whimper beneath him. He reached to her chin, grabbed it, and turned her head so he could look into her eyes.
“Are you going to be a good girl now?” he asked so sweetly.
NO! Never again who are you and what have you done with my husband, Jane thought. “Yes sir,” she replied.
“Good.” Pushing Jane to the floor, “show me how good you’re going to be,” he continued, lifting his hips and pulling his boxers to the floor. Jane looked up at him, in complete awe. Fuck yes. Jane took his cock in her hand, and started stroking it gently. She figured she would tease him, but she was so turned on she couldn’t wait to have him in her mouth. Jane lowered her head, and shoved her husband down her throat greedily.
“Mmm that’s right baby” John rasped. Invigorated by her husbands pleasure, Jane sucked his cock hard. Releasing him from her mouth only to gently suck on his balls. She loved pleasing him, and as her tongue glided back up to the head of his dick she looked up at him. Promising to commit his face to memory, how glorious he looked being served by her. She took him in her mouth again, pushing him to the back of her throat, over and over again, until he erupted. Jane quickly swallowed all her husband gave her, and gently continued to suck his cock.
John grabbed Janes chin again. Jane licked her lips.Thank you,” she said.
“I think you’ve earned a treat.”
“I am glad you were pleased. What would you like to give me?”
“A cum-filled pussy.” Jane melted with desire. “Lay back,” John demanded. Jane quickly did as she was instructed. “Hold your legs open.” Oh My Fucking God, Jane thought her body starting to quiver in anticipation. She grabbed her knees, spreading her legs for her husband. She felt so vulnerable, so raw, and exposed like this. John kneeled before his wife, taking in the sight of her wet pussy glistening under the light. He pushed slightly on her knees, rocking her back, pushing her ass in the air. Jane was astonished, and monumentally turned on.
“Who are you?” she asked her husband, looking him in the eye.
“I am your master,” he replied, spanking her ass again. Holy shit I’ve created a monster Jane thought.
“Right, yes master.
“Maybe you don’t deserve your treat” John said teasingly. Jane’s eyes gave way to her panic. John paused, searching her eyes, inside he smiled before continuing, “But I want to fuck you anyway.” Jane’s eyes grew wide, as John rammed his dick deep inside her.
“Oh yes baby. . .sir. . .master. . .Oh God YES!” Jane exclaimed as her husband plowed her pussy.
“Whose cock do you love?”
“I love your cock, I love. . . I love your cock so much,’ said Jane almost incoherently.
“And whose pussy is my cock fucking right now?”
“Mine, oh your cock is fucking my pussy so good” Jane responded. John stilled, leaning over Jane. NOOOOO don’t stop she thought.
“Wrong, your pussy belong to me” John said. Jane looked up at her husband threw new eyes, she saw the man she always knew was there.
“Yes Master” she replied. John rammed inside her again,
“Remember that if you want to keep having my cock” he fucked her harder.
“Yes Master.” As John continued to fuck his wife, Jane could feel her orgasm approaching, much faster than she wanted. “Master may I come?
John, was enjoying dominating his wife. He wasn’t the ruthless dom he thought she wanted him to be, he granted her request. “Yes, but I am not done until I cum again.”
“Of course Master,” Jane replied, no sooner that she had finished those words, Jane reached her climax, it came over her like a rush of every sensation.
John came quickly again. They laid there on the floor. Jane a whirlwind of feelings. John, trying to come to terms with his own. “A thoroughly filled with cum pussy, good. Now take the rest of your clothes off go to bed. I want you naked in case I decide to have you again later.
“Yes master” Jane obeyed.