[Part 1]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7y952/clean_love_part_1_mf_ds_spanking_romance/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7y952/clean_love_part_1_mf_ds_spanking_romance/))
[Part 2]([https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7ybma/clean_love_part_2_mf_ds_spanking_romance/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d7ybma/clean_love_part_2_mf_ds_spanking_romance/))
I run the edge of the slapper down the outside of her waist and thighs, then behind the back of her knees, then up and down her inside thighs. She can feel the cold, wide leather on her skin, and in her mind she’s imagining a huge heavy leather strap, not the twelve-inch belt equivalent. I run the tip over her glowing butt cheeks, and over the top of the crack of her ass. Then I run it down her ass crack, and brush her pussy with it. As I draw it back, I notice that the slapper is moist where it touched her pussy.
With a sharp stroke, I draw the slapper back and slap her left butt cheek with it. >SLAP!< She jumps and moans. I caress her other cheek with it for a few seconds, then administer a stroke with it to that cheek as well. I like the slapper, and so does she. I begin to rain stokes down on her ass, and as I watch, her ass begins to turn from pink to red, moving from warm to hot… and she’s wiggling under the attention of the slapper. And as I watch, I see the dew on her pussy, and her pussy starts to gape a bit. She’s so fucking hot from me doing this to her, and I’m so hot, too. I want to fuck her, badly… but again, it’s not quite time yet.
“Tell me what you are,” I say, as I spank her.
She’s warmed up, caught up in the situation, her embarrassment forgotten. “I’m a filthy whore,” she says.
“Do you like being a filthy whore?” I ask.
“Yes, I love being a filthy whore for you,” she says.
“Should I spank you harder?” I ask.
“Maybe a little harder,” she says.
Jesus. I can’t believe she gets off on this. I can’t believe how much I get off on this. But we both do. And her wanting even more of what I’m giving her makes my cock practically tear through the fabric of my jeans.
I put the spanker on the couch, and back up against the couch, so that my left hip is touching her left hip and we’re facing different directions, with me facing away from her. I put my left hand over her back and on to the curve of her hip, as if to hold her down, then with my right hand, I begin spanking her ass. This time I’m using a bit more vigor than I did previously, and I’m surprised how hot and red her ass has gotten. I don’t recall her ass getting quite this hot before. Somehow it’s a turn-on, though if you had told me two years before that tying up my wife and spanking her was something I’d be getting a lot of pleasure out of, I’d have thought you were insane.
I give her a dozen blows, then start to caress her ass again. It’s hot and reddish, and tender. I can see her pussy as I bend over a bit, and it’s swollen and engorged. I brush her pubic hairs with the fingers of my right hand as I caress her, and I feel the heat radiating from her pussy, and I hear her moan.
It’s getting time for the big payoff. It’ll be good, but I wonder if I’ll be able to control myself, or if I’ll wind up finishing prematurely, though with great satisfaction on both of our parts. To say I’m over-stimulated is an understatement, and there’s a good chance that if I enter her, I’ll blow my load after about two strokes.
I begin rubbing her pussy lips with my right hand, still facing away from her, my left hand on her right hip.
From behind me, I hear her muffled voice say, “Fuck me, oh God please fuck me.”
“Not yet,” I say. “I’m not done with you yet.”
“Please fuck me, oh please.”
“Nope, not yet.” I’ve continued massaging her pussy, and suddenly, almost of it’s own volition, her pussy has sucked in my middle finger, and it penetrates her steaming box. She’s hot and super slick, and almost immediately I have two fingers sliding in and out of her. She’s moaning and pushing her pussy against my fingers, hungry for anything I will give her.
“Oh my God it’s so good it’s so good…”
I slide back around behind her, and touch her clit with my other hand as I continue to thrust in and out of her with two fingers. It’s a bit hard to stay on her clit at this angle, but her clit is also swollen and sticking out of its hood, and I concentrate on giving it bread and butter strokes from side to side as I fuck her with my fingers. I curl my fingers down to rub on her G-Spot, and I swear the couch starts to vibrate as she responds to my attentions.
She’s almost howling now, and I know that with a good push, I’ll send her over the edge into amazing fireworks. Her orgasm has had a long build-up, and it’s going to be a doozie. I consider getting one of our vibrators out of the briefcase and bringing her off with that, but I don’t want to break my rhythm. I’m a little hunched up as I work on her sex, but I decide at that moment just what I’m going to do. Things have a way of working out.
I lean forward, and stick my rigid tongue right up her asshole.
She explodes, and if her legs hadn’t been tied down to the corners of the couch she might have separated my head from my shoulders with her spasm, sending it sailing ten or twelve feet into the dining room, to bounce into potted plants by the china cabinet. As it is, I swear the couch is rocking back and forth as she screams, “Oh my God Oh my God Oh my God Oh my GOD I’m coming I’m coming Oh my God DON’T STOP DON’T STOP!!!” I continue thrusting with my fingers, and I probe my tongue in and out past the muscular ring of her anus. She’s still screaming and making animal sounds as I work on her, but slowly, they start to abate.
I can tell that her orgasm is over, and I draw my head back and stop shagging her pussy. I kiss the cheek of her ass, which is still warm.
From the other side of the couch, I hear, “Fuck me. O God, please fuck me.”
I wipe off my mouth with the sleeve of my shirt, and say, “Not yet. Soon though.”
I walk around the front of the couch. She hears me, and raises her head up to me a bit, although she’s still blindfolded and can’t see me. “Open your mouth,” I say. She opens her mouth, and I get down on one knee in front of her. I brush the back of the fingers of my right hand over her mouth, and she smells her scent and juices. I touch the fingers of my hand to her lips, and she opens her mouth to accept my fingers, tasting herself and her own wetness. I grab a pillow, and put it on the floor before her, then get on my knees in front of her. I finally unzip my fly, and pull down my pants and underwear. A string of pre-cum stretches and finally separates from the tip of my penis from my underwear, and I notice there’s a big wet spot in my underwear from my intense arousal.
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