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A Spanking Sex Story...
"You're a feisty little bitch," she growled, still using her manly voice. "Maybe you need a good spanking!"
I giggled and squirmed in her arms as her hand inched higher up my skirt. "I'm sorry sir. Have I been a bad stewardess?" I asked, biting the tip of my finger like a naughty school girl. My other index finger stroked her nipple through her camisole as her hand finally cupped my swollen mound.
I was ready to cum when she leaned in and kissed me, her sweet, soft lips gently parting mine. My thighs gripped her wrist as our tongues met and I writhed in orgasm. I couldn't believe I was French kissing another girl -- a girl I'd been dreaming of since college. I sucked her tongue, lightly bit her bottom lip and savored the sweet taste of her lipstick. I could have kissed her for hours, it felt so incredibly sexy.
When our lips finally parted, I kissed my way slowly down her neck and licked her nipple through the flimsy fabric of her camisole, rolling the little nub between my lips. As her fingernails clawed hungrily at the crotch of my nylons, I playfully bit her nipple causing her to gasp and dig her nails into my fattened lips.
Taking a long sip of her drink, Ingrid growled "You call this a martini? I've had better stewardesses in coach!"
"I'm very sorry sir," I cooed, rolling off her lap and crawling over to the coffee table on hands and knees. "I've been a terrible stewardess and I need to be punished."
I leaned across the table, presenting my bum to Ingrid. I watched her in the mirror as she rose from the chair and sauntered toward me. I was so turned on by the thought of my ass being handled by a beautiful woman.
Ingrid kneeled beside me, unzipping my skirt and letting it slide to my knees.
"You're making a mess of my tights," she said, running her hand over my soaked, throbbing pussy.
"Why don't you tear them off me then?" I said, yearning to be spanked, licked and fucked by my tasty girlfriend. |
