Friday, February 7, 2014
Clyde comes home for lunch everyday. Sometimes sex happens, sometimes not. But today, oh today was too good not to share. We have learned to make the most of our time at home without kids.
I sat next to him on the couch, naked and he placed a pillow across his lap and patted. I eagerly draped myself across his lap. He began by fondling by bottom and tracing the curves. It tickled and I giggled a little. He spoke about how much he loves my ass.
The first smack took me by surprise because he got me right along the middle, hitting the tender flesh between the cheeks. I yelled out. He must have liked the sounds I was making because he kept aiming for the same spot over and over. I wriggled about as he kept spanking, he threw his leg over mine to hold me in place.
Spank, spank, spank he kept on.
My thighs, right cheek, left cheek, middle. A pattern was formed.
He was holding nothing back.
My ass is on fire and I'm breathing hard as he spanks away.
Suddenly I'm looking at the floor on my hands and knees. I hear him move behind me, then I feel him...... there.
He takes me hard. Pounding with every thrust.
I comply and push back with all my might just trying to stay in place.
He pounds away and when we are done, my entire body feels like jelly.
I turn to him and say "Gosh, that felt like wrestling a bull."
We had a good laugh, cleaned up and off to work he went.
I couldn't help but smile as he left, knowing I had just been used and I loved it.