Page 17 of His Loving Guidance
Guiding her to the bed, he forced her to bend over and spread her legs. He yanked her underwear down until the garment rested at her knees. “Naughty girls get spanked on their bare little bottoms, don’t they, Gina?”
“Y-yes, sir. But, um, I haven’t been naughty at all. Not since you last spanked me. I’ve been on my best behavior.”
“Is that so?” He trailed his fingers between her thighs, rubbing her pussy. A tremor ran through her, and she undulated against his hand.
“Yes, sir. I’ve been a ve-very go-good girl,” she said breathlessly as he continued teasing her.
“I don’t know,” he said sternly, prodding her core where her moisture was gathering. “You’re awfully wet right now, young lady. Have you been entertaining naughty thoughts?”
She moaned and gyrated faster over his probing fingers, her moisture growing with each passing second. “I’ll never tell and you can’t make me,” she said in a flippant tone, clearly enjoying their banter.
Smack! Smack! Smack!He started spanking her hard, landing over a dozen sharp blows to her bottom before pausing. “Bad girl. That is no way to speak to your husband. Now, tell me what naughty thoughts have been flitting through your mind today. If you don’t confess, I will take my belt to your cute little bottom.”
“Okay, fine!” She glanced over her shoulder, her pretty blue eyes wide and pleading. “Please not the belt. I’ll tell you, I promise.”
“Start talking, little girl.”
“I was, um, thinking about how this morning you made me suck your cock and swallow all of your cum. You’ve never made me swallow before, and well, I can’t stop thinking about it. I actually had to change my panties before our guests arrived, because I’d gotten so wet.”
He helped her step out of her underwear and urged her onto the bed, on her back with her hands resting above her head. “Don’t move.” He stripped off his clothing and crawled on top of her, pushing her skirt up.
He gripped her wrists, and with his free hand caressed her gleaming, intimate folds. She’d shaved her pussy this morning, per his instructions, rendering herself completely bare to his touch. As he explored her smooth wetness, he kissed her hard, claiming her lips with all the urgency that had been building inside him all day. When she struggled and whimpered beneath him, he pulled back and stared down at her. He cupped her heaving breast overtop the dress she still wore, pinching her nipple through the thin fabric.
“Who do you belong to, Gina?”
“You!” she gasped. “I belong to you, Ben.”
He released her wrists long enough to wrangle the dress off her, grabbing the skirt and dragging the garment over her head. Her lacy white bra matched the underwear he’d thrown on the floor, and he took a moment to admire how sexy she looked in the sheer bra that left little to the imagination. Needing her completely naked, wanting to glimpse her fully exposed, he stole another long, deep kiss as he reached behind her to unhook the fastening. He tossed her bra to the floor to join her panties.
She spread her legs wider and lifted herself to meet his entrance. One quick surge had him buried deep in her exquisite tightness. A haze of desire consumed him, and his balls tightened as his release approached. Not wanting to come before Gina, he slowed his thrusts and swirled her moisture over her engorged, pink clit.
“Oh Ben! Oh my God!” Her eyes fluttered shut as she moaned and moved her center in tune with his ministrations.
Her inner muscles clamped down around his cock, her orgasm rocking through her, and he soon lost all control. Increasing his pace, he spilled himself deep inside her, his vision blurring as he came long and hard.
She blinked up at him with a slight grin, her expression one of blissful weariness. He withdrew from her snug pussy and leaned down to place a feather light kiss on her lips.
“I shall endeavor not to entertain any naughty thoughts tomorrow, dear husband,” she said wryly.
He smiled and gathered her in his arms. “And I shall endeavor to turn your little bottom a deep shade of red when you fail to control yourself, dear wife.”
