0 comments/ 28161 views/ 2 favorites Naughty Girl By: cockstarved His eyes moved over her. The 6 inch heels of her black leather bondage style shoes, her long bronzed legs, the black crotchless french knickers which her bush less juicy cunt peeped out of, her big round tits that spilled out of her half cup bra. His cock was straining to stay in his pants. "Sit down," she commanded. She locked the door he had just entered then moved towards him. She dropped the key on the floor in front of him, turning round so her back was to him she bent over and picked it up revealing her pussy and her tight pink ass hole through the hole in her panties. He swallowed hard, he wanted to reach out and touch her, she was teasing him. She stood up and straddled him, pushing her mound into his erection visible through his pants. He opened his mouth to speak but before the words could escape him she covered his mouth with her hand and stopped him. She pushed her finger into her cunt and moaned, she withdrew it and rubbed it across his lips so he could taste her. He licked his lips hungrily and bit her finger. She stood up and pulled his t-shirt over his head then removed her bra. She used her bra to tie his hands behind his back, she wanted to restrain him so she had him exactly where she wanted him. She bent over showing him her glistening wet cunt as she took off his shoes and then pulled down his pants and underwear. His cock was large and throbbing, she licked it from the base to the tip and he moaned, her tongue felt amazing on his twitching tool. She looked straight into his eyes as she spat on his shaft, her hand massaging her saliva into his shaft and her hand slid down him. She continued spitting on him until his cock was well lubricated then she took the head in her mouth and sucked it hard and fast while her hand encircled and wanked him. His legs were shaking and his eyes fixed on hers as she continued to watch him writhe in delight. "You are a dirty slut!" he said between gritted teeth as he tried to stop himself from cuming. She gave him a naughty grin and spat on his rock hard cock again as her hand carried on wanking him, pushing him closer towards his climax with every stroke. She took his balls in her mouth and sucked and teased them with her tongue. He wanted to grab her hair but with his hands tied up he was helpless and could do nothing but sit and enjoy her taking control. He closed his eyes and let his head drop backwards as he felt himself start to peak, as he did he felt her hot probing tongue on his ass hole. He growled with pleasure as he came and she quickly moved her mouth back to his shaft so she could taste his hot milky semen. His legs twitched as she licked up every last drop of his cum, her mouth greedy for the salty sweet liquid. When she was finished she commanded him to stand up and took his tied hands in hers, she walked behind him guiding him to her bedroom. She pushed him onto the bed and he lay on his back as she straddled his face, her hot wet cunt visible through the crotch less panties. "Eat me," She commanded in a sluttish voice. He grinned at her and he pushed his tongue into her swollen lips. She tasted sweet like honey and he lapped up her juices as he pushed his tongue over her ripe clitoris, she gasped and pushed her cunt further into his face. He pushed his tongue as far up her opening as he could and her hips started to buck as he fucked her with his mouth. She started to moan uncontrollably and she was panting as he felt her thighs tighten around his head, she was cuming. He worked his tongue hard over her clit until he felt her hips stop rocking back and forth. She moved off his wet face covered in her pussy juice, she licked it off him and kissed him, his tongue probing her mouth both of them tasting her cunt. She untied his hands and he pinned her down on the bed, "You filthy bitch, kneel on all fours and spread you legs," he spat at her. She did as she was told, her pussy tingling at the thought of his cock which was now standing to attention once more. She felt his tongue lick its way across her buttock to her pink starfish, he pushed his tongue as far into the tight hole as was possible and she pushed against him as she gasped. He spat on her ass letting his saliva run down her crack making her wetter and wetter, she closed her eyes as she felt the liquid running over her ass. He eased his cock into her pulling her arse cheeks apart so he had the perfect view of his shaft entering her tight hole. She panted hard and her body tingled at the feeling of pleasure and pain she was getting from his large length stretching her ass. He took a few more gentle strokes until he started to build up a rhythm then gradually started to speed up and plunge into her a little harder. She gripped the bed clothes as she relaxed and took in the feeling of ecstasy each time he pushed into her. He took it steady for a few minutes longer savouring the feeling her tight cunt was giving his throbbing cock. He slapped her arse cheek, "I'm gonna fuck you so hard, you naughty slag," he snarled at her, "I want to hear you scream." He grabbed her hips and started to pound her hard, his cock pulsing with pleasure. He thrust harder and harder until she scream out, his eyes moving back to the now red hole, his cock slamming in and out of it. She threw her head back and her screams became louder and more frequent, he saw her hand move to her cunt and she started to rub her clit frantically. "Are you gonna cum slut?!" he shouted at her. "Yes!!" she screamed. He breathing became hard and her screams turned to moans as her orgasm took over her body. Her ass tightening and then relaxing against his cock pushed him closer and he knew he couldn't hold off much longer. His cock felt like it was going to explode in her ass, he closed his eyes for a moment to concentrate on holding off for a little longer. When he opened them her hands were pulling her ass cheeks apart. "Look at my ass, I've never been fucked so hard before you dirty bastard," she moaned. "I want you to fill my tight hole with your hot spunk... I want to feel it dripping down my legs when you pull out," she begged. Hearing her he felt his cock erupt and his cum shoot inside her, covering her opening and inside her with his semen. He pumped into her for as long as he could and then he pulled out, letting his cum drip down her legs as she'd asked. He slapped her ass hard leaving a big red hand print, she was a very, very naughty girl. Naughty Girl As they were driving home from the party, Lizzie looked over at Todd and smiled. She had a wicked idea. He knew that look all too well. "What is going on in that pretty little head of yours?" he asked her with a grin. "Oh nothing," she smiled back at him as she reached beneath her skirt and slipped off her thong. She threw it in his lap and he gasped. "You are such a naughty girl," he muttered under his breath. Lizzie nodded and slipped her fingers between her legs. She closed her eyes and sighed as she slid her finger inside her wetness. She knew Todd was watching her and that only turned her on more. She pulled her finger out, covered in her juices. She leaned over in the seat and offered it to Todd. He grabbed her wrist with his left hand and guided it into his mouth. She let out a whimper as he sucked and he felt himself grow hard as he tasted her. Her hand trailed down his body to the bulge in his pants. She could feel how much he wanted her already. "Undo my pants," Todd growled at her softly. She reached both hands over eagerly and undid his buckle. She opened his pants, freeing his hard cock. "Make me come," he whispered to her, trying to keep his eyes on the road. Lizzie smiled at him and started working his cock with her hand. Todd groaned, gripping the steering wheel. He loved the feel of her soft hands on him. She jerked him hard with one hand as the other moved down to tease his balls. She moved her hand faster as his breathing got harder. Lizzie knew he was getting close. She leaned over and bit his earlobe, running her tongue over it as he grunted and came all over her hand. Lizzie grinned and brought her hand to her mouth and licked his cum off of her. He tried to watch her and keep his eyes on the road. "Just wait until we get back to my place. I am going to punish you for being such a naughty girl and teasing me while I'm driving." Lizzie felt her cunt twitch at his words, wondering what he had in store for her. The rest of the ride home was in silence. They pulled into the driveway at Todd's house. They walked to the door where Todd grabbed Lizzie by the hair and kissed her, his tongue dancing with hers. When the kiss ended, he grabbed her arm and pulled her into the house. By now Lizzie was dripping wet. Her heart was beating faster as Todd lead her to the dining room without a word. Once there, he undressed her quickly, pausing to slide a finger in her hot and wet pussy. She moaned a little and shuddered. "Oh, my girl, you are going to be a quivering mess when I am done with you." He kissed her forehead and guided her to the table. Todd laid her out on the table. Lizzie licked her lips and gave him a nervous smile, wondering what Todd was going to do to her. Todd gently tied her hands to the table, not saying a word. He tugged on the restraints, making sure they were tight. Lizzie could feel herself getting wetter as Todd kissed her softly. He moved down her body and tied her legs, so she was now spread before him. Todd took a step back and smiled. Lizzie knew he was admiring his handiwork and she proudly met his gaze. "I was going to gag you, but I think I want to her you whimper and moan for me." Todd runs his finger down her check. "My girl, I am not done with you yet. I will be right back." Todd left the room and returned with a bag. He leaned over Lizzie and pulled out a clothespin. She drew in a sharp breath and Todd smiled. Todd proceeded to place the clothespins around Lizzie's breast, finishing with one on her nipple. Todd kissed her lips tenderly. "Just breath with the pain my girl. I'm right here." Lizzie nodded and took a breath deep. Todd moved to the other side and did the same to that breast. When he was done, he stepped back to look at Lizzie. He then grabbed her collar and kissed her hard. Todd slide his finger in her wet slit as she closed her eyes and moaned. Todd let out a soft laugh as he placed his finger full of Lizzie's juices in her mouth for her to suck. "Girl, don't come yet." Todd moved between Lizzie's legs with a look of determination. He took out another clothespin and placed it on her pussy lips. Lizzie let out a sharp cry. "Shhhhh..It's ok my girl....You can do this for me..." Lizzie nodded and he placed more clothespins on her pussy. Todd took one last clothespin and looked up at Lizzie. Her eyes were wild as she knew what Todd wanted to do with it. Lizzie nodded and Todd smiled his approval as he put it on her clit. Lizzie let out a low whimper and Todd came up to kiss her again. Lizzie's breathing was heavy as Todd looked down at her body full of clothespins. He tweaked one on her nipple with this thumb and finger and Lizzie let out a cry. "My girl, do you think you can take more for me?" Lizzie nodded firmly and Todd kissed her forehead. Todd reached into this bag and pulled out a bottle of lube and a butt plug. Lizzie pulled on her restraints a little as she watched him lube her up and then the plug. "Are you ready girl?" "Yes, Master," and Todd slowly eased it in Lizzie's tight ass as she let out a deep groan. Todd reached in his bag again and pulls out a huge vibrator. Lizzie's eyes widened and she could feel her wetness trickle down her legs, leaving a spot on the table. She wanted to beg him to let her cum....to fuck her....but she knew if she did before Todd was done, he would not give her any relief. Todd slid it inside Lizzie's dripping wet cunt. She was so wet he didn't need any lube. Todd held the remote from the vibrator and turned it on low. Lizzie spasmed "Don't come before I give you the ok." Lizzie cried out in frustration. Todd turned it on higher, watching Lizzie struggle not to come. "Please Master, please can I come?" Lizzie's eyes were wild and she was in another place. Todd was standing between my legs and turned the vibrator up as high as would will go. "Come for me, girl." That was all Lizzie needed to hear. She screamed as her orgasm washed over her. Todd pulled the clothespin off of her clit, making her cry out again as she felt the blood rush back into it. The mixture of pleasure and pain drawing out her orgasm. Todd buried his hands in Lizzie's hair and kissed her. The vibrator is still on inside Lizzie's sopping cunt. "Come for me again, my girl". Lizzie was trembling. "I can't.....I will explode." "Girl, your Master wants you to come again." That was all Lizzie needed to hear as she let out a deep, animal-like groan. Her body trembled as she came again, arching off the table, head thrown back. In the middle of her release, Todd pulled the clothespins off of Lizzie's nipples. It sent her into a spiral as the blood rushed back into them blurring the line between pleasure and pain. When Lizzie's breathing returned to normal, Todd gently remove the vibrator and plug and pulled the other clothespins off of her. Her body was shaking as the tears rolled down her face. Todd untied Lizzie and handed her a glass of water. Todd wrapped her in a blanket and carried her to his bedroom where he held her close, stroking her hair. Naughty Girl "What do you think?" Miranda asked cutely, holding up a set of pink lingerie for her boyfriend to see. "I think it won't be on you for very long, baby," Tom replied. He had a grin on his face that suggested he was fantasizing. "I'm gonna go try it on, K?" she said happily as she walked toward the dressing room. The set was a hot pink push up bra with black lace poking out the edges, with matching panties that lacked a certain patch of important fabric. There was a little gold heart medallion dangling between the bra cups, and a smaller one centered on the front waistband of the panties. Tom thought the gold went perfect with Miranda's sandy-blonde hair, which she wore straight, reaching a little lower than her collarbone. Tom was taller than Miranda by about four inches, standing a solid six foot one. He had broad shoulders and a tight chest. His hair was naturally jet black, about four inches long, and shaggy. He had a closely trimmed goatee that added an element of age to his face. Miranda liked it, so he never shaved it off. The lingerie store was busy today, with two customers to every clerk. Tom browsed the store inattentively for a while, trying to stay out of the way. He played on his phone for a moment, but soon grew bored of waiting. He decided to check on Miranda. He went to the dressing room he had seen her go into and opened the door. In a flash he saw Miranda open her eyes, gasp, and pull her hand out from between her legs. She jumped out of the chair and tried to close the door, but he forced his way in and shut the door behind him. "You were masturbating!" Tom said in a whispered yell, "what the hell?!" She looked ashamed, but not from what she'd been doing. Rather, she looked ashamed that she had been caught. "I thought I looked really sexy in this. I started thinking about tonight when I would wear it for you. It turned me on so much that I just..." she trailed off as she began taking off the bra to get back into her own clothes. The truth was, Tom thought it was a very arousing thought too, and yes, she did look very sexy. "No," he said, putting up his hand to stop her. He redid the bra. "Keep going. I want to watch." Her eyes widened suddenly, and she became self-conscious and defiant. "What?" She managed to sputter. "You heard me. If you're so horny, keep rubbing your pussy. I feel like watching you play with yourself." He motioned toward the chair in the corner as he leaned against the wall. "I'm not doing that!" she said with a whiney inflection. She wanted to keep going, she just didn't want to do what he said. The idea of being watched actually turned her on a lot. "Yes you are," Tom shot back manipulatively. "Because if you don't, you aren't getting those panties, and you aren't getting anything when we get home tonight." She crossed her arms and pouted. When that didn't faze Tom, she gave in. She blushed brightly, lowered her head, and walked over to the chair to sit down. Tom remained standing to remind her who was in charge. She sat down, opened her legs slowly, and started to move her hand down. Then she stopped and pleaded one last time, "do I really have to?" "Do it," he said forcefully, greatly looking forward to it. She spread the crotchless panties to reveal her glistening pink pussy. She blushed a little brighter when Tom licked his lips at the sight. With two fingers she spread her pussy lips and began to rub in little circles. She moved slowly at first, paying careful attention to her clit, and then went faster, making reckless circles around her around her lips. She inhaled sharply as her pleasure intensified. Tom looked at her like a hungry wolf, his pants bulging more every second. Miranda's eyes were closed now, her head thrown back in pleasure. She let out a little whimper, trying desperately not to alert the store clerk. Her fingers danced across her clit and tickled her pink in just the right places. She picked up the speed again, trying to gain every ounce of pleasure she could. She kept going for a while, then she slowed and moved further down her pussy. She slowly inserted one finger into her wet cunt and moved it in and out. Tom was fully erect in his pants now and absent-mindedly rubbed himself through his clothes. He was almost ready to let her stop, but he wanted her to a little further first. She slipped another finger into herself and let out a small moan. Her other hand found her breast and started to play with it. She angled her arm so she could go deeper inside. Curving her fingers up, she found her G-spot and focused on it. She looked like she was about to come. But she was a naughty girl, and didn't deserve to come yet. "That's enough," Tom said, breaking her concentration. She looked at him with fire in her eyes, wild and untamed. All of her bashfulness was gone now. "Come over here, Tom said, firm voice laced with seduction. She stood and strode across the small room, hips swaying as she moved. He grabbed her hand and pulled it partially upwards. Then he looked her in the eyes and licked right up her fingers. She gasped as he licked and sucked her fingers until all her pussy juice was gone. Then he grabbed her by the back of her neck, and pulled her in for a kiss. He sent his tongue flitting out to touch her lips. She smiled into the kiss, then sent her tongue out to meet his. He wrapped his arms loosely around her waist; he hand immediately went to his package and began to rub. She unzipped his jeans and pulled out his cock. She let out a little moan in her mouth upon feeling how hard he was. Her tongue slid over his in circles while he flicked his around her lips, then stopped and gave her tongue full licks. She took his shaft in her hand and began to rub as they kissed. Now Tom moaned into Miranda's mouth. She stroked up and down his dick while their tongues danced. For a while, they broke the kiss and their tongues played together in the open air. Then Miranda pulled away and knelt down in front of Tom. "Good girl," Tom jeered. "You're pretty hard," she marveled at his dick, now its full eight inches. She kissed his head while she stroked up and down his length. Then she started licking. She gave long, full licks along his shaft while one hand came up to cup his balls and rub lightly. His breathing was shallow and quick, labored in the intensity of his pleasure. Then she looked him in the eyes, flashed a devilish grin, and without breaking eye contact, she pulled the head of his dick into her mouth and began to suck. He drew in a sharp breath and put his hands on the wall for support. He looked to his right and saw a beautiful image in the full length mirror: her mouth on his dick while one hand stroked and the other gently kneaded his sack. It was the most heavenly feeling one can attain without orgasm. She kept it up for a long time – until her jaw started to hurt. Then she back off a little, licking instead. A dominant feeling rose in Tom and he moved his hands to the back of her head. He pulled her toward him, forcing her to deep throat him. She gagged as his dick hit the back of her throat, but did not attempt to back off. He pulled out of her mouth right before he hit the point of no return. "Well done," he said. "Now get up." She did as instructed and stood in front of him. "Bend over with your hands on the chair." She took three steps away from him, put her hands in the seat of the chair and locked her knees. "Put your ass higher," he said sternly. She angled it upwards. "Higher," he said again. She strained to bring it any higher, completely exposing her sexton him through her panties. "You know, if the lady out front wouldn't hear," he began, stroking her butt with his whole hand, "I'd spank that ass 'til it was pinker than those cute panties. You deserve it don't you?" She gasped and shuddered. The idea of being spanked like a little girl was turning her on beyond belief. "DON'T YOU?" he said forcefully. This time he reached one hand between her legs and slapped her pussy. She gasped, trembled, and had to cover her mouth to keep from screaming her reply through an earth-splitting orgasm brought on by the surprise brutality. It hurt where he slapped her, but it hurt so good in the moment that she couldn't hold back the release that came. She bucked her hips and the muscles in her cunt got twice as tight. Tom firmly grasped her hips, straightened her out, and brought his dick up to the hole in her panties to touch her pussy lips, coating himself in her honey. Without hesitating, he plunged all the way in her, pulling her hips violently toward his. She screamed in pain and pleasure; mostly pleasure. It was a short, quiet scream, but it was enough to make Tom uneasy. He reached forward and grabbed her hair. "Shut up, bitch!" he whispered forcefully, "do you want to get us in trouble?" He slapped her cheek. "No," she managed to say. Everything he did was perfect. Every word, every touch, and every look he gave only turned her on more. She wanted him to come already; not because she wanted it to end, but because she loved the way it felt. He adjusted his grip on her hair, not gathering a little to cause pain like he did before, this time grabbing a large fistful to allow control. He pulled her head up and back while his other hand pulled on her hips. He started thrusting, deep and slow. "Can you be quiet this time?" he asked in her ear as if she were a child being scolded. "Yes," she whispered. His condescending tone only heightened his dominant role. "Be sure that you are," he said, giving her hair a little jerk before letting it go. He picked up the pace, thrusting deep and hard. Both of them had to work to suppress the moans that tried desperately to express their pleasure. Tom looked to his right again and saw the mirror. The pendants on Miranda's panties and between her tits were swaying in time with his thrusting. Using one hand, Tom reached forward and popped the hook and eye on Miranda's bra, allowing it to drop around her wrists. Now when he looked in the mirror, he saw her amazing breasts flopping back and forth. It was such an arousing sight that he couldn't help but grab one of the C-cup beauties and start gently pinching and twisting her little brown nipple. She bit her lip to keep from crying out. He played with her breast while he thrusted – squeezing, fondling, and groping as if she was only there to be his plaything. "You like that, don't you?" Tom asked. "Yes," she whispered, tits still swaying in time. "You like it rough, huh?" he pressed, giving a hard pound on the final word before going back to his regular rhythm. "Yes!" she whispered urgently. "You want me to come, don't you?" he asked rhetorically, cock getting harder, muscles tightening. "Oh, yes! Please come! Come in me! I want it so bad, please!" she begged, unable to contain it any longer. "Dirty girl," he said with a grin. His pace increased, his muscles tensed and one final time he slammed into her as far as he could go. The cum exploded out of his cock, reaching deep inside her to a place only it could reach, filling her with his hot semen. He shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure gripped him, made more intense by Miranda's bucking hips as pleasure racked her body as much as it did his. For several seconds they rocked together in ecstasy, then the pleasure subsided and he pulled out, leaving her to collapse in a heap, leaking semen onto the floor through the hole in her panties. Her breasts heaved with her long breaths, her pretty nipples rock hard from being so turned on. Tom zipped up his pants and walked over to Miranda. He knelt down and kissed her. "Does my naughty girl feel better?" She smiled up at him sarcastically. "Yes. Thank you." "Good. We'll get around to that spanking at home," he said with a wink. He stood up and left the changing room without another word, leaving her wide-eyed and nearly naked on the changing room floor. Naughty Girl Author's Note: This is a mainstream revision of my incest story, Good Girl. I've rewritten it so that people who don't like incest can enjoy this story. *** The delicious aroma of onion and garlic simmering away in butter filled my nostrils as soon as I opened the door to my apartment. I smiled to myself. I loved it when Lizzy came over unannounced. "Hey, Babe," I called, as I disgorged the contents of my pockets on the side table. "Will!" Lizzy beamed, skipping around the corner from the kitchen and throwing her arms around me. She pressed her body hard up against mine and buried her head in my chest. I closed my arms around her, feeling her slender frame, and enjoying the delicate contours of her back through her blue spaghetti strap singlet. I kissed the top of her head, and inhaled the tropical scent of her shampoo - coconut and something sweet I couldn't identify. She craned up to face me, the strands of dirty blonde hair that had escaped her ponytail falling off the sides of her black-framed glasses. I swallowed her smile in a soft kiss on her lips. "I wasn't expecting you until Friday night." I couldn't hide the delight from my tone. "Yeah, I know. I just wanted to see you. You don't mind, do you?" Her lips curled in a cute, little pout. "Of course not," I replied, brushing a wayward strand from her forehead. "You don't regret giving me a key?" Her blue eyes hopefully crested the rim of her glasses. "No way," I breathed, bending down to rub her nose with mine. Lizzy hummed a positive response, and turned back to the kitchen. I let my eyes fall to her ass as she padded away across the timber floor. Below that powder blue singlet, her seductive curves were clad in nothing but a tiny pair of white cotton panties. I exhaled deeply, savouring the vision. "So what are you cooking?" I asked as I rounded the other side of the kitchen bench. "Just a bolognaise. Nothing fancy." Lizzy shot me a sweet smile over her shoulder, then returned her attention to the pot on the stove. "Smells good," I encouraged. I lingered a moment, enjoying the view, then announced, "I'll just get changed quickly." "No rush," she said, reaching for another ingredient to add to her concoction. "It's still got to simmer another half hour or so. I haven't put the pasta on yet." Leaving her to it, I slipped into my bedroom and hung my coat up in the wardrobe, followed by my red and white striped tie and my belt. It had been a hell of a day, and I didn't feel like another one-legged flamingo dance to get my shoes off. I scuffed over to my bed and sat down. As I did, something hard dug painfully into my left buttock. "What the..." I complained to myself, scooting towards the foot of the bed and flicking back the embroidered cream doona. A deep pink vibrator lay on the white sheet, it's metallic inlay glinting in the overhead light. I immediately recognised it as the Soraya I had bought Lizzy for Valentine's Day. There was no mistaking the thumbs-up I got from the clitoral stimulator. We were old friends, forever bonded from that first awkward moment in the adult shop, where the intrusively helpful sales assistant had shoved me in front of the LELO display and not let me leave without one. Credit where credit's due, however, he was right on the money. I petted the wrinkled sheet around the toy. It was still damp. Holding my fingers to my nose, I could smell the strong earthy scent of Lizzy's pussy. I picked up the Soraya and sniffed at it, detecting the same heady aroma. "Lizzy?" I called, cradling the vibrator in my lap. I heard the sound of a wooden spoon being laid on the porcelain spoon-rest by the stove, then saw Lizzy appear in the doorway a few seconds later. She stood by the door, biting her bottom lip. Her tight singlet clung to her body, her nipples jutting out from atop her perky breasts. Unfortunately her wringing hands disrupted the view of her white cotton panties. I sat there looking at her. The muffled sound of the television in the next room wafted through the door, but couldn't mask the sound of her breathing. I held up the LELO. "What's this?" I said evenly. She blushed deeply and dipped her gaze, not answering me. Her breath was ragged, and I had to fight to control my own. My heart pounded with anticipation, but I held my ground, held the silence. It was a game. Whoever spoke first: lost. "I'm sorry, Will," she whispered. I fought the Cheshire grin with every fibre of my being. Then in my best patronising tone, "Sorry for what, Lizzy?" "I'm sorry I used the toy you bought me," she rasped. "I know I'm not allowed to use it without you. But I promise," She looked up hopefully for a second. "I didn't come." "Hmm," I pondered with a tilt of my head. Turning away, I patted the enormous wet spot on the sheet. I heard Lizzy gasp as I did. When I turned back, she was again staring at the floor, her cheeks deeply flushed. When she did finally look up, I patted my lap. She didn't answer me. Instead she scuffed at the polished floorboards with her bare toe and did whatever she could not to make eye contact. "But, Will..." "Lizzy, that's enough," I said softly. "You know you've been a naughty girl." My tone became more serious. "Naughty girls need to be punished." Lizzy closed her eyes, her mouth falling open with a loud sigh. The thick strand of hair that fell down her face swayed in her breath. Tentatively, she crept forward towards me, still wringing her hands. When she reached me, she put one knee up on the bed beside me and began to bend over me. "Uh-uh," I stopped her. "You can have a bare bottom spanking." Lizzy whimpered as she stepped back off the bed, paused a moment, almost testing my resolve. Then resigned, she hooked her thumbs into the sides of her panties and began tugging them down over her hips. There is nothing more sexy than the sight of a beautiful woman peeling off her panties. I was in awe. The waistband stretched around her curves, collapsing the white cotton into a thin horizontal line across her sex. Her cute little muff of light brown pubic hair came into view, followed by the seductive hint of her pussy lips, then finally that gorgeous little gap between the tops of her thighs. As she pushed the thin white line down her legs, I kept staring at her pussy, my cock throbbing in my lap. The glimpse of her folds disappeared when she got her panties past her knees, bending over to step out of them. It was then I noticed her breasts in my field of vision, straining against the tight blue singlet. Her nipples looked painfully hard. Leaving her panties in a puddle on the beige rug, Lizzy stood up straight and looked into my eyes. Her lips were curled ever so slightly in the beginnings of a wicked smirk, her hands by her sides, gently brushing the outside of her thighs. There was an unsteadiness in her breath, her body language betraying her excitement. The sight of my girlfriend standing there in nothing but a light blue singlet and a sloppy ponytail had my heart racing. I could hear my own breath hitching. I was aroused, to be sure, and it was certainly clouding my judgement. I could not take my eyes off her. Eventually I broke the trance by patting my lap again. She swallowed, then climbed up onto the bed once more, slowly laying across my lap. Her left hip pressed firmly into my aching cock as she settled into position. Her upper body was flat on the bed, with her chin resting on her forearms. I placed my left hand on the small of her back, my thumb hooking under the hem of her singlet. Then I laid my right hand gently on that perfect ass in my lap. My hand spanned across both her luscious cheeks, delighting in the silky smoothness of her skin and the softness of her flesh. I couldn't help but caress her naked backside for a moment. I gently squeezed as I circled my hand around, my cock twitching agonisingly as I went. I shook myself free from the glorious sensation of the pressure of her hip bone against my member, then raised my right hand from her ass. Lizzy held her breath. We both did. I brought my hand down hard on her left cheek. My palm stung with the blow, the sharp crack giving way to Lizzy's surprised scream, then mewling whimpers. Her body convulsed in muffled gasps. I raised my hand again. Her soft flesh was already reddening from the strike. Bringing my hand down once more, this time spanking her right cheek with a stinging crack. She cried out, the startled pain giving way to an aroused moan. And then again, I raised my hand. I rained down smack after smack, alternating between each of her pinking cheeks. My palm tingled wildly as I lifted it in the air, and my cock throbbed more so against her hip. I ended up spanking her about a dozen times on each cheek. Without the heart to continue, I laid my hand gently on her bright red ass. The heat coming from it was incredible, if not just the burning sting of my own hand. Lizzy's panting moans teetered on the edge, riding the agony between pleasure and pain. I tried to comfort her the best I could, rubbing my left hand up and down her spine. And with my right, I gently caressed her bottom in large clockwise circuits. I cupped her left buttock and slowly slid my hand up over her swollen globe, with my fingertips trailing in the crack of her ass. Then I made my way across the small of her back, before groping the top of her right cheek and making my way down, this time my thumb sliding through her cleft. At the bottom, my hand traced the soft contours of the tops of her thighs to begin the circuit again. She parted her legs, revealing her pink slit. "Please, Will," she begged. "I was so naughty." My cock almost leapt beneath her hip. I knew what she wanted, and, God, I wanted to give it to her. Dropping my hand between her thighs, I cradled her burning pussy, her soft folds nuzzling my fingers. I pressed firmly against her sex, eliciting a tortured moan through her gritted teeth. I could feel the swollen, little nub of her clitoris, and the soft prickle of her pubic hair against my fingertips. With her glowing butt cheeks clenched, I quickly slapped her pussy - not too hard, just enough for a light sting - maybe four or five times. She squealed with each strike, her swollen lips darkening as they became engorged. I held my hand firm to her vulva again. Each time I pressed, she squirmed, trying to grind herself back onto my hand. The pressure was pushing her closer and closer to orgasm, I knew. I burrowed my middle finger through her slit, feeling her sopping arousal. And that stiff, little bud. But this was punishment. I couldn't let her come. I brought her to the brink over and over, pressing and releasing. Each push of her button caused her to buck in frustrated agony. I loved it. The sound of her moans, almost constant, desperately pleading with me to push her over the edge. The syrupy wetness spilled from her and coated my fingers. It was then I had to stop. Much more, and I wouldn't be able to stop myself. Lizzy's trembling body eventually stilled. Her moans fell silent. She lay there taking deep breaths while I continued to caress her beautiful ass. Then she turned her head to face me, her face flushed and pouting. "Are you okay?" I whispered with an evil grin. She pushed herself up onto her knees, sitting back on her feet to my right with a wince. Wrinkling her nose and searching for the right words, she finally whispered back, "I'm so sorry I was naughty, Will." I gently held both sides of her face and breathed, "It's all right, Baby. It's over now." I pulled her towards me and planted a soft kiss on her lips. "I love you, Lizzy. You're such a good girl." "I love you too," she replied, her brow furrowed incredulously. She wanted the game to continue. "Why don't you show me what a good girl you are?" I couldn't help myself. "Okay," she smiled, biting her bottom lip impishly. Lizzy kissed me again, then kicked her feet out from under her and off the edge of the bed. She stood up, lifting her bare ass from the mattress. I shamefully sucked air in through my teeth as I saw how red her ass was, and looked away. It was then that I noticed a wet spot on the end of the bed where she'd been sitting. I gingerly reached out to touch the darker patch of embroidered cream on the doona cover. It was definitely wet. I leaned over and smelled it, and as soon as I did, my entire body flushed. My own arousal had left a slimy spot of pre-cum at the end of my erection, which had soaked through my pants. And I noticed another spot, just on the inside of my right thigh, where Lizzy's pussy had been resting during her spanking. Without speaking, Lizzy spun around on the rug and dropped, reaching for the fly of my trousers. She unfastened and tugged them down forcefully, flicking them hard over the end of my cock. I lifted myself slightly to allow her to get them down over my ass, as she settled herself comfortably on her knees between my legs. She broke eye contact with me briefly to look down at my exposed erection. Her smile broadened, then she reached out with both hands, clasping them tightly around the base of my shaft, leaving the head and another inch or two poking out the top. The entire end was slick with pre-cum. Lizzy bit her bottom lip as she looked back up at me. "Stand up, Will," she breathed. "I want to look at you while I suck your cock." Her words nearly caused me to pass out. I leaned forward, holding the sides of her face, and kissed her softly on the mouth. Our tongues found each other and swirled together. I sucked tenderly at her lips, and she at mine. When I pulled back, she slowly licked her lips and hummed with contentment. I pushed myself up off the bed, realising that Lizzy had been gripping my cock the entire time. She held on, bringing the engorged head an inch from her lips. She looked up at me over the rim of her glasses and smiled sweetly. Then looking down at my cock, she gently kissed the head, her soft lips lingering on the slippery tip, before she sucked them free. She smiled up at me again, then opened her mouth and extended her tongue out to take my entire head between her lips. She held my gaze while she sucked and swirled her warm tongue around my glands. "You are such a good girl," I gasped down at her. She pulled herself off my cock and smiled up at me, "You really think so, Will?" "Oh, Lizzy, I love you so much." "I love you too, Will," she smiled with twinkling blue eyes, before sinking back onto my cock. Lizzy worked my bulbous head with her lips and tongue, licking at the seam where it met the shaft, every so often sliding herself off the end with a kiss on the tip. She stared up at me the whole time. I couldn't look away. Nor did I want to. She bobbed down on my cock, taking more and more into her mouth. First, her lips met her left hand, and when she took that away to steady herself against my hip, she stroked my shaft with her right in time with her mouth. The slurping sounds grew, along with our breath, as she wanked my cock into her mouth. I held my hand over hers on my hip, causing her to lift her face off me to give me an affectionate smile, before resuming her fantastic blow job. I ran my fingers through her dirty blonde hair as she bobbed, releasing more and more strands from her ponytail. But Lizzy was undeterred, staring up at me and increasing her tempo until I was fucking her mouth with lusty abandon. "Oh..ahh...Lizzy, Baby, I'm going to come," I groaned, the pressure of the ecstasy throughout my entire body building to the point where it was no longer bearable. Lizzy's grip around the base of my cock tightened, and she pumped my length with her fist with a newfound intensity. She sucked the head of my cock even harder, staring up at me with those big blue eyes, and snorting through her nose. I began to moan. Losing my composure, I held Lizzy's shoulders and buckled over slightly. She moaned back at me in rapid, erotic grunts. I came in her beautiful mouth with a roar. My body flushed with splendid warmth, and a torrent of semen gushed up the full length of my cock. The force of my orgasm caught Lizzy by surprise, causing her to pull back from my erupting cock, coughing and spluttering. Cum dribbled from her lips as she fought for air, but she kept jacking my cock with her hand. My cock kept spurting, sending a thick ropey stream splashing onto Lizzy's face, across her glasses, nose and cheek. She gasped at the contact with my hot seed, but was powerless to do anything about the third jet that struck her in the forehead and splattered into her hair. She lunged at my cock with her mouth open, catching another thick spurt. She quickly swallowed it down before clamping her lips around my head. I convulsed in uncontrollable spasms with the remainder of my blissful release. Lizzy looked up at me while she pumped my shaft and sucked on my head. Her face was covered in cum, and it was honestly the sexiest thing I've ever seen. "Oh, Baby, I can't..." I breathed, pushing her back and falling back onto the bed. I was way too sensitive for Lizzy to continue working my cock the way she was. She sat on the floor, wiping the cum off her face and glasses with her fingers, and then seductively sucked them clean. As she watched me, she made sure I saw her tongue dart out and flick across her fingertips every time she brought them to her mouth. "Did I do good, Will?" "Uh-huh," I laughed, looking down at her. "Is it my turn now?" she cooed, with a sexy, cum-stained grin. "We'll see," I teased. "If you're a good girl the rest of the night, well, maybe." Lizzy began to pout, but immediately stopped when I raised an eyebrow at her. She dipped her gaze and caught sight of my still-hard cock. "Mmm," she purred, climbing up onto me. She sucked my erection into her mouth again, and bobbed up and down a few times, before letting it pop free. "I love my horny boy." "Oh, yeah. That's a good girl." I let my head fall back onto the mattress, unable to cope with the visual sensations of Lizzy staking her claim to me anymore. Closing my eyes, I drifted a thousand miles away. "Will?" Lizzy's question jolted me from my daydream. "What is it, Babe?" I lifted my head up to look at her. She was sitting up, biting her bottom lip and holding her hands behind her back. "My bottom's really sore, Will." "Oh, Lizzy, I'm so sorry. I think there's some moisturising cream with some aloe under the sink in the bathroom. Why don't you grab it, and I'll help you put it on." "Okay," she smiled brightly, padding off to the ensuite. With her distracted in the bathroom, I quickly changed out of my clothes, wiping the mixture of cum and saliva from my cock, and throwing on a pair of dark boxers and a green, over-sized t-shirt. Lizzy returned and handed me the bottle of moisturiser. "Lie down on the bed," I instructed gently. "This should help soothe the sting." She lay down on her stomach, with her arms buried under the pillow and her face on top, looking up at me. I squeezed a big dollop of the cream into my palm and rubbed my hands together to spread it out, then gently cupped her buttocks. Lizzy gasped. "Oh, are you okay?" I asked, afraid I'd hurt her. "Yeah," she giggled, "It's just really cold." I snorted a chuckle myself and continued to gently apply the cream to her perfect ass. I kneaded her soft flesh, tenderly prying apart her cheeks with my thumbs. Each time I did, her puckered, little asshole winked up at me along with the soft, glistening folds of her vagina. The glossy sheen of her buttocks covered in lotion was so wonderfully sexy, I couldn't help but sigh in total admiration. "Mmm, that feels good," she purred into the doona. When the cream no longer provided any lubrication for my strokes, I said, "That should do you." Then I bent down and kissed her left cheek. "All better." Naughty Girl "What about the other one?" Lizzy pouted. I chuckled again, before bending down to kiss her other soft buttock, my hands steadying myself on her hips. She would do anything to manipulate me into becoming sexually entangled with her. "Thank you, Will," she whispered. "You're welcome, Sweetie. " She skipped off into the kitchen to continue with dinner, while I retreated to the bathroom to wash my hands and make sure my cock wasn't leaking through my boxers. I splashed some water on my face to try and regain my composure, then looked at myself in the mirror. I couldn't help but smile, complete with a set of raised eyebrows. I couldn't believe my luck. When I came out, I saw Lizzy at the stove, stirring the bolognaise, her pink ass hanging out the bottom of her powder blue singlet. I whispered, "Hey, go put your panties on." And with that, I gave her a playful smack on the bum. Lizzy yelped as she jumped up, throwing her hands to her sensitive ass to protect it. She spun around and wrinkled her nose at me. I gasped, holding my hand over my mouth, my eyes wide with shock. I mouthed an apology, but she realised it was an accident and broke into a big, beaming smile. Then she shook her head at me and skipped into the bedroom. She returned a moment later, safely back in her white cotton panties. We finished cooking the dinner together, bustling around the kitchen, getting the pasta on and fine-tuning the sauce. We chatted about our day as we worked, updating each other on the ins and outs of our respective jobs. Dropping a colander into the sink, I poured out the pasta. I couldn't help but get an eyeful of Lizzy's perfect ass as she bent over to retrieve some bowls from the cupboard under the bench. "You want some wine with this?" I asked, reaching for a bottle of red. "Sure," she smiled, using tongs to dish out the spaghetti. "How about we eat on our laps and put on a nice movie?" "Sounds good," I replied, sliding my hands around her waist and kissing her shoulder. I fired up Serendipity in the DVD player as Lizzy brought our dinner over and placed the bowls on the coffee table. I watched her gingerly sit down, wincing as her ass made contact with the coarse camel fabric. Sucking air in through my teeth in sympathy, I sat down next to her. We ate our pasta, drank our wine and watched our movie. With our empty bowls back on the coffee table, Lizzy nursed her second glass of wine and snuggled into me for the rest of John Cusack and Kate Beckinsale. It was one of her favourites, and we'd often chat about what was happening on screen during the movie. It was always lovely. Her unbearable sexual frustration and constant crossing and uncrossing of her legs made it all the more delicious. "I love this part," I offered, as John Cusack distractingly went through the rehearsal of his wedding to Bridget Moynahan. "Oh, I hate this part," she replied. "It's so beautiful," I rebutted, "She knows him so well. He's always looking at that book. And she knows he doesn't have a copy, so she gets it for him." "Then he leaves her," Lizzy cried, reaching for a tissue from the box on the table. I kissed the top of Lizzy's head as she blew her nose. She looked up at me and kissed me on the lips, still clutching her dirty tissue. "I love you, Will." "I love you too, Lizzy," I smiled down at her. As the movie reached its climax with John Cusack laying on the ice rink and Kate Beckinsale turning up, Lizzy started to cry again. "Oh, I love this. When they find each other." "What about the girl with the book?" "Oh, fuck her," Lizzy spat, reaching for another tissue. I laughed, and held her close to me as the movie finished. "Why don't you get ready for bed?" I suggested. Then gesturing at the bowls and glasses on the coffee table, I went on, "I'll clean this up." Lizzy skipped off into the bedroom while I set about tidying up. I straightened up the kitchen and started the dishwasher. Back in the lounge area, I wiped down the table. I reached for the lamp to turn it off, when the bedroom door opened. Lizzy stood there biting her lip, still in her singlet and panties, and glasses and ponytail. She was holding the bottle of moisturiser. "Will, my bottom's really starting to hurt again," she pouted in a little-girl voice that immediately stirred my cock. She bit her lip, then asked, "Would you please put some more lotion on for me?" "Of course, Baby." I smiled, half to myself. Another ploy, I knew. She was incorrigible. "Come over here." I rinsed off the cloth and hung it over the tap, before sitting on the edge of the couch. Lizzy came and stood in front of me, her panty-clad pussy right at my eye level. She handed me the bottle and turned around. The soft light from the single lamp in the living area made her look even more beautiful, if that was possible. "Okay, Baby, do you want to pull your panties down for me?" Lizzy seductively stuck her ass out as she hooked her thumbs into her waistband, and slid the white cotton down over her hips and down her toned thighs. She bent right over, pushing her panties past her knees and giving me a spectacular view of her delicate folds and asshole. I sniffed at her deeply as she let her panties fall to the floor. She stood up straight in front of me as I squirted a big load of lotion into my palm and spread it between my hands. I grabbed her perfect pink backside, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from her. "Cold?" I smiled. "Uh-huh," she almost moaned in response. I massaged her shapely ass, breathing in deeply through my nose. Although the smell of aloe overpowered her natural aroma. I applied another generous squirt, for no other reason than my own selfish gratification. My thumbs dipped deeper into the crack of her ass with each stroke, pulling her soft cheeks apart in the process. "Is it easier if I bend over?" she asked, looking down at me over her shoulder. I felt that lovely warm flush again, and managed to reply, "Um...yeah. That might help." "Okay," she beamed, bending over at the hips and supporting her upper body on the coffee table. It was the perfect view of my girlfriend's sex. The solitary lamp bathed her glistening folds in a beautiful warm glow. The way her inner labia protruded so sweetly from her outer lips, right in my face. I have never seen anything so beautiful. It was the perfect heart-shaped vision. I must have squeezed the rest of the bottle into my hand for the third application, with thick gooey moisturising cream spilling over the sides of my palm. As I slathered on the lotion, enjoying her softness and her most intimate area mere inches from my face, her breathing gradually transitioned into gentle moaning. "Oh, Will, that feels so good. The way you're blowing on me." I furrowed my brow, confused. It took me a second to figure it out. My own breath had become ragged, and that's what she was feeling on her backside. I smiled, then blew long, cool breaths onto her lovely cheeks. Lizzy moaned in response, and I continued, angling my soothing blows all over her rear. I made sure I blew right across her puckered, little asshole as I crossed from one cheek to the other, then slowly over her glistening pussy on the way back. Each time I crossed that sensitive centre, she breathlessly moaned. She was enjoying the attention. I was conscious of the wet sensation in my boxer shorts, as the pre-cum from my throbbing cock all but flowed out. I was out of my mind. As much as I wanted to continue torturing her, I had to push this further. The frictionless slide of my hands over Lizzy's ass eased, and the incredibly sexy sheen of the lotion on her skin dulled in the lamplight. I leaned forward and planted a lingering kiss on her right buttock. She let out a contented little hum. And I kissed her again on her other cheek. "How does that feel?" I gasped between kisses as I continued pressing my lips to her soft flesh. "Uh-huh," was all she moaned. Spurred on, I kept kissing her perfect ass, alternating between cheeks, and blowing on her pussy and asshole on the way back and forth. My kisses got closer and closer to her seam, to her treasure. "Oh my God. Yes." "You want me to keep going?" I croaked. "Oh, yes please, Will. Please keep going. That feels so good." It was her turn after all. My next kiss found her perineum, causing Lizzy to let out a trembling moan. I kissed her there again, to the same reaction. And again. I gradually let my tongue make contact with her taut flesh. First, just the slightest of touches with the very tip. Then more and more with a larger area of my tongue, until I was unabashedly licking her. I moved down, kissing the glistening lips of her opening, lingering longer and longer with each soft kiss. Her delicate inner labia met my lips perfectly. I gently sucked each fold into my mouth as I went, then trailed the tip of my tongue along the edge of each petal. My kisses became hungrier. Greedier. I licked and sucked at my girlfriend's sex, tasting her. Savouring every delightful sensation. I licked around the rim of her opening, spiralling my tongue in deeper and deeper with every lap. Lizzy's horny cunt squeezed around my tongue as I probed it into her as deeply as I could. She was so incredibly wet. I buried my face in her, to the point my nose painfully squashed against her asshole and my jaw strained to get my tongue farther inside her. Even with Lizzy swivelling her hips in my face, I could not get in deep enough. With the pain in my jaw too much, I moved even lower, tracing the folds of her outer labia to her engorged clitoris. Done with teasing her, I lapped at her button like a dog dying of thirst. Lizzy began moaning uncontrollably. Although she'd been making a lot of noise the whole time, I only then became aware of the racket. The sound of my girlfriend in the throes of ecstasy, particularly at my own touch, was the sexiest thing I've ever heard. I swirled my tongue around her clit, flicking at the sensitive nub and her labia as I went. Her pretty little cunny gaped at the end of my nose, the slippery opening sending me cross-eyed. Leaving my left hand on her hip, I eased the index and middle finger of my right into her. Lizzy's moan was pure guttural pleasure. I sawed my fingers in and out of her, applying pressure on the front wall of her vagina until I found that tell-tale change in texture that betrayed her G-spot. At the same time, I shifted angles to suck her clit into my mouth. Holding her button tightly between my lips, I flicked my tongue wildly across it. Lizzy moaned in an incoherent, tortured rapture. Her whole body swayed stiffly. I held onto her desperately with my left hand, my fingers digging into the soft flesh of her hip. The whole time, frantically working her clit furiously and plunging my fingers in and out of her gooey core as fast as I could. She stilled. She stopped breathing and her spastic moan halted. I sucked harder, my fingers a blur. "Come for me, Baby," I mumbled with a full mouth. Lizzy screamed deeply from her diaphragm, unable to hold back the torrent anymore. My face was splashed with a warm, rich fluid. I instantly knew what was happening, and ripped my fingers from Lizzy's gushing cunt. Opening my mouth, my lips tingling from their assault on my girlfriend's clit, I hungrily dove for her opening. She squirted again. This time, without my fingers in the way, the translucent liquid poured out of her pussy in a single thick stream. I caught it all in my mouth, hastily swallowing it down to ready for the next spurt. I revelled in the taste of that familiar sweet, almost tangy earthiness. The third wave was much smaller, only half as long and thick as the previous. But I still caught it all, delighting in the rich flavour. And the fourth was little more than a heavy trickle, which I lapped from her pretty flower. I plunged my tongue back inside her sopping wet cunt to eat the rest of her. Unable to hold herself up anymore, Lizzy collapsed to the rug on her knees, cruelly denying me the pleasure of devouring the rest of her precious fluid. Her body heaved with deep gasps as she steadied herself on the coffee table. I was puffing heavily from the exertions myself. She looked over her shoulder at me, lifting her head to peer at me through those cute black-framed glasses. She panted through a huge, open-mouthed smile, that ran from ear to ear. I smiled back at her, and we shared a breathless laugh. Like a panther, she crawled up onto me, straddling me as she went. Holding my cock beneath her, she lined herself up, ready to impale her own horny cunt on my cock. But as she put her knee down in the final position, , she screamed out in pain and toppled off me. The metal frame of the couch must have dug into her leg. "This couch is so shit," Lizzy laughed, trying to clamber off. "Ouw!" "Yeah, it's definitely not for fooling around on." I sat up. "Well, come on," she smiled as she rose to her feet, holding out her hand. "Let's finish this off in bed." I took her hand and followed her into the bedroom. Even after everything we'd just done, I couldn't help but sneak a peek at her spectacular naked ass right in front of me. I snorted a laugh, noticing that it was still a little pink from the spanking I'd given her earlier. "Hey, perve," she smiled over her shoulder with mock admonishment. What could I do, but smile and shrug my shoulders? "Naughty boy," she said playfully, pushing me back onto the bed. I scooted backwards until I had my head on the pillow, kicking the doona out from under me as I went. Lizzy followed me on her knees, staring into my eyes through her cute glasses. She settled over my groin, lowering herself so that she was pressed against the underside of my cock. Her hot, wet labia felt so wonderful against my shaft. "Staring at your girlfriend's bare bottom." She bit her bottom lip, then let it flick out in a smile. "Do you want to see my little boobies too, Will?" I opened my mouth to speak, but I couldn't make any sound come out. All I could manage was a nod. She bent forward, conspiratorially whispering into my ear, "It's really naughty showing boys my boobies, Will. I don't want to be naughty. I'm a good girl, Will." I swallowed. "Good girls do what their boyfriends tell them," I croaked back. Lizzy bit her lip again, smiling broadly, then laughing. "Am I your good girl, Will." "Yes, you are," I managed to say more evenly, lifting the hem of her pale blue singlet and exposing her sexy, little navel. Lizzy giggled, taking the bottom of her singlet from me and pulling it over her head. Her perky breasts defied gravity on her chest. I fell into another trance, staring at those cute, puffy little nipples. I reached up, gently cupping her soft mounds and flicking my thumbs across her nubs. She gasped, her nipples hardening further to my touch. "You really like them, Will?" she breathed. "They're not too small?" "Oh, Lizzy, you have the most beautiful breasts I've ever seen." I was genuinely lost in them. I tore myself away to look her in the eyes. They were brimming, and her smile was nervous. "You are so beautiful." I sat up and kissed her passionately. She threw her arms around my neck and sank into the kiss. I, of course, kept my hands on her lovely breasts. She giggled in response to me rolling her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, pulling away from the kiss. I took my chance and bent down to take one of her nipples into my mouth. Lizzy held my head to her chest as she threw hers back, arching her back and moaning softly. I nuzzled her perky breasts and flicked at her stiff, little nipples with my tongue. She rocked her hips in my lap, and I found myself clawing at her ass to aid her motion. I felt her running her fingers through my hair. Then suddenly, she grabbed a tight handful and pulled my head back. She was there to meet me with a passionate kiss. She moaned deeply into my mouth as our tongues explored each other. "I want you inside me, Will." She pushed me back down onto the bed and lifted herself up slightly. I looked down between us, just in time to see her grab my cock and feed it into her hungry cunt. Her warm folds kissed the head of my cock deliciously, before I was plunged deeply into her soaking heat. We both moaned in unison as her soft ass engulfed my aching balls. I was buried to the hilt in her. We stayed like that, motionless, for what seemed like an eternity. We stared into each other's eyes, breathing heavily. Lizzy leaned forward, placing her hands on my chest for support, and mine grabbed for her hips. Holding my gaze, Lizzy began pushing herself up and down on my cock. Only very small strokes at first, maybe an inch or so. But as she gave herself over, she slid farther up my shaft as she went, until finally, only my swollen head stayed inside her. Her downstrokes, too, became more frenzied, as she slammed herself down on my cock harder and harder. Her moans gradually gave way to grunts as she bounced wildly on top of me. The sensation of my cock hammering in and out of her tight sheathe was incredible. Lizzy was losing herself, and began rubbing her clit as she fucked me. I could tell she was getting close. "Don't you dare," I warned between puffs. "Huh?" Lizzy moaned, almost in despair. "You don't come until I tell you," I growled back. "You show me what a good girl you are." Lizzy almost looked panicked as she struggled to come to terms with my latest instruction. But she knew what to do. Whimpering as she slowed her pace on my cock, she stopped diddling her clit. Resting her hands back on my chest, she lazily ground herself into me, rocking her hips back and forth. A smug smile curled the corners of her mouth as she found a sustainable rhythm. It was always a game with her. And I couldn't let her win. I fumbled over to the side of the bed, finding the pink Soraya still laying on the mattress. Lizzy gasped as I held it up to her face, realising that she was doomed. I gently pressed the tip to her lips. She moaned against the vibrator, trying to resist. But she knew her fate. Lizzy began kissing the tip, her lips pouting in seductive, wet smacks. Then she started licking it. Just the end at first, then more and more of the pink shaft. Her engorged tongue was almost as bright as the toy. Both glistened magically as she thickly coated it with her saliva. I took the LELO away from her mouth, watching her blue eyes glaze over as I did. We'd been here before, and I revelled in the feeling of Lizzy's body relaxing against mine. Her slow, grinding rolls stopped. She even stuck her ass out in resigned anticipation. Drawing the tip through the crack of her ass, I felt for the tell-tale dip of her knot. As soon as I found it, I twisted the Soraya inside her asshole. Its intrusion created the most beautiful, catching gasp from Lizzy. I could feel the toy through the thin membrane of flesh between her pussy and ass, making its way along the underside of my shaft. We lay motionless, neither of us daring to move. Lizzy had a look of complete concentration on her face, her blue eyes slightly narrowed. I couldn't help but start to buck up into her. As I did, her face twitched. She was almost holding her breath. Then I turned it on. Lizzy's face dropped, the colour draining away as she began to tremble. The pulsing vibrations travelled through into her pussy. The sensation against my own cock was incredible. I couldn't help myself. I turned it up to full-bore, switching to the most intense setting. "Oh, God! Please, Will, let me come!" Lizzy cried. It was all I could do to hold myself back. The LELO was relentless. "Not yet," I mumbled, catching myself dribbling as I did. Strands of Lizzy's dirty blond hair stuck to her face, plastered on by saliva, semen and sweat. Her eyes glazed and she bit her bottom lip. It was her last-ditch effort to hold on. She had nothing left. Naughty Girl I took mercy on her, but all I could manage was a nod. I quickly released the vibrator and her hip, and shot my hands up to her breasts, pinching her nipples just as she tipped over the edge. Lizzy warbled and trembled, more like she was about to feint, than come. Her pussy clamped tight around my cock in involuntary spasms. And her fingernails dug into my collar bones as she tried to hold herself up in the wild seizure. Eventually her arms gave way, and she collapsed onto my chest, exhausted. I slid my hands down her sweat-prickled sides, tracing in at her narrow waist, then flaring out at her hips. I grabbed her there, where her soft skin creased just past her hip bones, and slowly rocked her back and forth on my cock. I could feel my rigid pole squelching in and out of her, now even wetter than before. The whole time, the Soraya thundered away in her ass. She lifted her head from my chest, her mop of hair finally free of her scrunchie and sexily unkempt. Lizzy's eyes were bleary through her fogged glasses, and her mouth hung open. But our eyes were locked as the LELO and I double-stuffed her without remorse. Lizzy's arousal quickly revived as her clit ground into my pubic bone in that reverse-missionary position. She slipped around on top of me, our sweat lubricating the motion of her silky smooth skin on mine. I reached my head forward to kiss her, but she was too far gone to do anything other than let me probe her mouth with my tongue. She grunted at me, slopping around like a grounded fish. I grabbed her hips tighter and bucked up into her on every downstroke. I started grunting too, as my pace quickened, and it wasn't long before I began to feel that warm tingle building in my limbs. "I'm going to come," I groaned. "Fuck me, Will," Lizzy drooled on my chest in response. "Fuck my dirty, little cunt!" "Yeah? You like that? " I panted. "You like being fucked by two cocks at once?" If she replied, I didn't hear it. But I knew the answer. I shoved Lizzy down on my cock as hard as I could, simultaneously thrusting my hips up into her, as I was overcome with pure ecstasy. I gushed spurt after glorious spurt of cum deep inside her, feeling it shoot through me over and over again. My orgasm seemed to trigger Lizzy's own climax. When she felt my cum bathing her womb, her eyes rolled back in her head and her spent pussy bit down hard on my spewing cock. She finally stilled on top of me, and I could no longer grind my length into her. I was paralysed with over-sensitivity. We were spent. However, the damn Soraya kept electrocuting us. We were almost trapped. I fumbled for it, buzzing away in Lizzy's ass, but I lacked the dexterity to turn it off. Managing to hook the vibrating clitoral arm with one of my fingers, I wrenched it out of her and dropped it onto the sheets. "Oh, thank you," she gasped with a giggle. "I know, right?" I laughed back. I gave her a sloppy kiss. "It kind of got away from me there." I caressed the slick contours of her hips and back as I brought Lizzy into a tight embrace. I held her close to me, and we slowly let our breathing return to normal. The warmth, the wetness, the smell...it was perfect. "Are you okay, Babe?" I asked after soaking up the moment. "Oh my God, yes," Lizzy giggled. She looked up and stretched forward for a kiss, breathing me in as she did so. "That was so hot, Will." I smiled at her, brushing her tattered hair away from her face with my fingers. I gently removed her glasses and placed them on the bedside table. Lizzy's big blue eyes blinked brightly at me, and she returned the smile. "I have to pee," she chirped, unsheathing me from her smouldering pussy and dancing off to the bathroom. "Are you going to have a shower?" I asked when I went in after her to wash the Soraya and relieve myself. "I'm just going to wash my face," she smiled, wiping my dripping cum from her pussy. "Oh, there's so much cum, Will." I just smiled, and she wrinkled her nose at me. We watched each other in the mirror as we washed our faces, and brushed our teeth, affectionately stroking one another. She took my hand and led me back into the bedroom, smiling at me over her bare shoulder and taking me into a warm embrace. When I woke the next morning, I was spooning Lizzy. My cock was rock-hard, and buried between her ass cheeks. I stirred, instinctively grinding into her and tightening my grip around her chest. Her soft, little breasts and erect nipples greeting my fingers. "About time you woke up," Lizzy murmured. "I thought you were going to have a wet dream in my ass." I chuckled sleepily. "Good morning to you too. Did you sleep well?" "Yeah," she sang, turning around in my arms and kissing me. "Yuk, morning breath." "You're not so great yourself," I teased. Lizzy smiled and turned her face away from me, exposing her neck. I leaned in and started kissing the soft skin just above her collar bone, and she reached down and fondled my hardness. Our breathing quickened, the moaning started, and before I knew it, I was on top and inside her. Lizzy screwed up her face as she caught a whiff of my breath, and I immediately felt self-conscious. I buried my face in the pillow beside her to spare her the smell, but that quickly became uncomfortable. Instead, I sat up on my haunches and lifted Lizzy's legs up, placing her ankles on my shoulders. Somehow, miraculously, my cock seemed to slip another inch or two inside her steaming pussy. "Oh, that's so deep," Lizzy moaned. I'd love to be able to say I felt her cervix with the end of my cock, but I was lost in a tight sensation of wet heat. I pumped in and out of my girlfriend, sinking every millimetre of my cock inside her. I watched her perky, little breasts bounce and jiggle beneath me, as Lizzy lifted her arms and crossed them under the pillow behind her head. I stroked her smooth thighs, from her hips to her knees, and kissed and licked at her calves and ankles. Lizzy's eyes were closed, and she somehow managed to find relaxation, despite being bounced back and forth in an impossibly deep fuck. Without looking up, one of her hands slid out from under the pillow and snaked its way down between her legs. The other followed close behind, instead finding a soft breast, with a nipple to roll between her fingers. Neither of us lasted long. My thrusts became more urgent, and Lizzy's whimpers got louder. As much as I wanted to come inside her, I pulled out and wanked my cock over her. Her legs slid down off my shoulders and she moaned with excitement. I shot jet after jet of cum all over her breasts and tummy. She basted herself in the thick fluid as she brought herself off with her other hand, her body shimmering in the semen glaze. "oh, Will..." Lizzy's hands messily fondled for my cock, smearing my cum along the shaft. She directed the swollen head to her tangled thatch of pubic hair, stirring the thick globs into her muff. Staring into her eyes, I reclaimed my sensitive member from her. She giggled, then bit her bottom lip with anticipation as she continued massaging my cum into her skin and pinched her nipples. Slowly, I began drumming her mound with the head of my still-erect cock. Then shifting slightly, I slapped her clit with it. Each light smack elicited another horny grunt. I gave her a wry smile as she approached the point of no return, skipping the next slap in rhythm. Her mouth fell open and her eyes pleaded with me. "Please, Will." I let her hang an agonising eternity, maybe a second or two, then I roughly plunged into her pussy. I ground hard into her clit as I staked her to the mattress. The force of the thrust shoved her over the edge. She screamed out, crushing the air out of me in a vice-like grip. But I continued to pound her ravished cunt with what was left of my erection until she fell limp. It was the burn in my own thighs that made me finally release her, unhooking her ankles from behind my back, and withdrawing my slowly-softening cock from her well-used cunt. "Oh, good morning," she giggled. I smiled to myself, and held her close to my chest. I ran my fingers through her matted hair and basked in the afterglow. "Do you want to have the first shower?" We exchanged knowing looks and smiles as we traded places in the tiny ensuite. Holding her shoulders from behind as she brushed her hair, I kissed her neck, then sucked her earlobe into my mouth. She let me nuzzle her, purring as I squeezed her bum. But then I was slapped away with a giggle as she skipped off into the bedroom to get dressed. When I emerged from the bathroom after my shower, I saw Lizzy lying face-down on the bed. She was naked, with her ass sticking up and her hands between her legs. Breathing heavily, she looked up at me. Her cheeks flushed, but she made no move. "And just what do you think you're doing, Young Lady?" I scolded, placing my hands on my hips. Lizzy's blush deepened, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she just moaned slightly. Holding my gaze, she brought her oval hairbrush up from between her legs. And then she began spanking her pussy with the back of it, each blow eliciting another small moan. I frowned, trying to look disappointed in her. But truth be told, I was so unbelievably impressed by her audacity. My cock slowly rising to full mast certainly did nothing to conceal my real feelings. Lizzy didn't look down at my length though. Her blue eyes bore steadfastly into mine as she spanked her pussy. After half a dozen or so smacks, she dropped the brush and began humping her hands against the bed. The whole time, she brazenly stared into my eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?" I warned, unable to keep the smile from my face. Lizzy glared back at me defiantly, the corners of her mouth curling up in an insolent smirk. The roll of her hips, the elevation of her moans, the flush of her cheeks: it all combined in a perfect storm of unadulterated pleasure as she found her release. "I hope it was worth it," I playfully admonished as I sat down on the bed while she regained her composure. Looking over my shoulder, I could see her biting her bottom lip, her expression smouldering. Lizzy pushed herself up and sat on her heels. "I'm sorry, Will," she whispered, grinning at me. Shuffling off the bed, she breathed, "That was really naughty of me." My heart started thumping in my chest. I felt my breath shaking as she slowly stepped over to me, a little more swing in her hips than I'd seen before. She held her hands behind her back, and bit her lip as she smiled seductively. Once at my side, she crawled over my lap. She really was a naughty girl. *** Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoyed it. Please vote and leave a comment. Naughty Girl She kneels on your bed, wrists bound and held in front of her. Stiletto blue heels and a black corset her only clothing. Her head is hanging and her arse is bare - she knows that she is in trouble. Your hand twitches in anticipation, itching to making the shape of your hand appear on that pale canvas; and she deserves it. You approach your bed, lick up the side of her face, twist your hands through the hair in the other side of her head and wrench her ear towards you mouth to hiss at her: "You wasted me last night, my girl! My own slave had me waiting in bed, clean and very very hard... And you abandoned your Master" (a bite on her earlobe now) "Was that nice of you??" You let your voice hiss on the "s" sounds, a serpent in her ear. She shakes her head in contrition. "I'm sorry, Master. It was so late, and I had ha..." SLAP. How dare she try and explain it away?? Your hand stings with the slap you have just landed on the back of her thigh. You throb, knowing that your hand mark is now visible on her skin... Not that anyone will see it, but if she went swimming today, you hand would be possessively imprinted on her. This is your girl, to use as you will. And today, she has been naughty. "I don't need excuses from you, my girl. I know why. You don't need to speak now. Do I have to gag you?" Although her head stays low in shame, you hear the unconscious groan of anticipation catch in her throat. She wouldn't mind being gagged by you at all. Ah, it is so hard to discipline a slave who wants you just as much as you want her! Your hand have been trailing over your handprint, and up and down her arse... Ghosting over the sensitised skin, and closer and closer to the joining of her thighs. You can feel the temperature rise on her as you draw closer to her warm centre, your finger practically covered in steam as you fit across the wet flesh. She arches her back and you fail to caress her. The anticipation is excruciating for her. Good!! "You have displeased me, my girl. And you deserve to be reminded of what you owe your Master." "I'm sorry, Master. I won't do..." SLAP This time you strike her with a flat palm right across her dripping sex. She sobs with shock, but the reflexive jerk of her hips lets you know that her involuntary reaction is pleasurable. "Don't speak to excuse yourself, my girl." As you chastise her, your index and middle fingers run the length of her slit and you control her, not entering yet, but slipping across the possibilities. She knows that nothing she says will make this any better, and any begging will just delay both your releases. "Yes, Master." She is trying desperately not to press down against your rubbing fingers... "Good girl." You tug on her wrist binding and she falls akwardly forwards onto the bed - landing supported by her elbows, with her slapped arse in the air. The sight is tantilising, and she is now breathing on your cock, which causes you to flex your own hips with desire. Her talented tongue pokes out and attempts to lick your length. SLAP! A harder stroke across her elevated backside now. "When I want you to lick me, my girl, I will tell you to do it. And not (another slap) before! (another ringing slap)" two more strikes appear in rosey colour on her flesh, and she hangs her head again, biting her lips to stop the mingled sobs and moans. Your girl never quite knows whether to be ashamed of how turned on being smacked makes her... but you are slowing getting her to enjoy the dripping response she has. As her nose and forehead rest on the bed, she isn't aware of it, but the whisps of her hair are snaking out, and caressing your groin... featherlight touches across everything from the top of one thigh to the other, and everything in between. The innocence of her makes you even harder as you slap her arse again - she is shocked and her knees shake with the unknown of the next blow. "Your hair is just as disobedient as you are!!" you move to kneel in front of her, sliding your fingers through the crown of her hair, and wrenching her head up to look into your face. She cannot help but open her mouth to try and apologise again... But this time, you have plans. On the first syllable of "sorry", when her mouth rounds to make the sound, you attack. Pulling her head straight on, you invade her mouth with your erection, and thrust to full length. She is not expecting this, unprepared and gags a little. She catches up quickly, eyes fluttering closed, and tongue working to quickly spread lubrication through her mouth as she gets to the work that she adores. Her hips rock unwillingly in rhythm with the fucking that she so desperately deserves. It's always like this, you think. Your girl wants to please you so much - she's never quite sure whether she wants to suck or fuck you more - never sure what will please you each time. This time, though, you have made it clear... and you are entranced by the sight, sound and feeling of yourself pushing past her lips and down her throat. Before you get too far distracted, you reach next to her thigh and extract from the bed a toy of considerable girth. It's not quite the size to punish, but your girl will feel it stretch her - hard. And you are not going to make it gentle for her, either. You snake the toy towards that elevated arse, and run the tip down along her opening as best you can whilst she devours you. You are not going to be able to hold off enough to make her come - but that's not the point. She wasn't awake for you last night, and so now she is yours to use. Your subconscious reminds you that you don't want to use her (she is special to you , after all), but your more practical mind hears the gulps and keening that she's making around your cock. Come or not, she is loving every second of this. Your little wench - it really is impossible to discipline her. A bearing down of teeth reminds you where you are, and you circle the toy just once to let her know that this is one of her larger toys. Her sucking increases in pressure and she recognises it in the second before you shove it into her in a single, frictioned thrust. You fuck her for a few strokes, and the answering suck on you increases as you do. It's too hard to keep going, and your concentration is nearly lost, so you shuffle the two of you towards the end of the bed, where there is a convenient panel to wedge the end of the toy between the bed and her. Now, she can control fucking the toy herself whilst you watch it disappear into her depths, and yourself into her mouth. Your girl is rapidly losing it with pleasure at her ability to control her own experience with the toy and please you at the same time. As her hips buck back, the sound of her moisture surrounding the toy is more erotic than anything, and you strike her arse again - because you can. Her tongue is working magic on the underside of you, and her hair is sensitising everything it touches. You hold her head harder and force her to take more of you. A strangled gulp lets you know that she wasn't expecting that - good. You strike her again and the gasp reflect causes her to open her throat, allowing you to slide even deeper. She is struggle to grab breaths between strokes, and her panic is making her suck even harder - as though she can somehow get more air if she breathes through your cock. This is a flawed theory, but she is fellating you for dear life, and it is exquisite. You can't wait, you are striking the back of her throat on each thrust, and your girl is desperately nuzzling, gasping, licking, tonguing... You lose coordination and it builds for you... Catching a glimpse of that slick, wet toy between her nether lips, your handmarks on her arse (SLAP again) and your wet prick in her face, you feel yourself contract, and push up, out, and down her throat. Just as you are almost finished coming, you withdraw and spray the last spurts across her flushed cheeks. You know how much she loves to be decorated by you, and you love knowing that you can. You roll away, spent, and untie her hands. She goes to grab the toy and continue on for herself, but you beat her to it. "No, my slave. You owed me something for myself! You left me so hard for you last night, and you do NOT get to come now." She groans in complaint, and you smack her arse hard. You pull her down under the covers with you, and she kicks off her heels. You kiss your swollen lips, and promise her some play in the afternoon. She will just have to wait for you!