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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I pulled Melanie's pants down, removed them and screwed them into a tight ball, carefully making sure that the damp material was outermost. I moved round to her head and, grabbing hold of her long hair, pulled her head back so I could see her face. She was flushed, but this time with pleasure rather than embarrassment. I held the panties where she could see them, could see the stain her juices had made.
"Open your mouth." I ordered, half expecting her to refuse, to say she'd had enough, but she complied. I stuffed the panties into her mouth and let go of her hair, letting her head drop.
I moved slowly back down her body, my fingers following the line of her spine over the fabric of her blouse and the bunched material of her skirt before gently tracing the curve of her ass. Melanie seemed to make a muted protest at this treatment but, before she could finish, I struck her and her protest turned into a muffled yell. I watching in fascination as the imprint of my hand on her back side went from white to red. I spanked her hard, each time choosing a fresh spot until her bottom was red.
My own hand was stinging now so I stopped, knelt behind her and lightly caress the globes of her buttocks, feeling the heat I had generated. I leaned in, running my tongue and lips over the hot flesh, cooling it. I felt Melanie's body react as I let my tongue slip over her pussy.
I had enjoyed playing the teacher and felt an erotic charge from spanking her, but it was the smell and taste of her sex that brought me to full arousal. I stood up and, quickly undoing my trousers, I let them drop to the floor, freeing my cock. I parted her pussy lips and guided my cock to her opening. Usually I would be gentle, but the mood of the evening had infected me and I found myself thrusting into her, hard.
Melanie was wet but tight and she shuddered as I entered her, a small cry emerging from around her gag. Whether it was a cry of pain or pleasure I didn't know and, while normally it would have bothered me, at that moment I didn't care.
I steadied myself with my hands on her hips and began thrusting hard, my cock almost leaving her body before being rammed home again. I knew I wouldn't last long. At other times I might take it slower until I knew that Melanie was close to orgasm, but tonight all I felt was the urgency of my own need and I fucked her hard and fast.
After a few minutes Melanie gave a muffled cry and I felt the heat of her orgasm wash over my cock bringing me to climax as well. Her knees gave way and she seemed to collapse in slow motion. I guided her with my hands as she slid down the stool until she was kneeling on the floor, her head and arms resting on the stool. Her eyes were shut as if she had fainted and tears streamed down her face.
I quickly removed the gag and stroked her face.
"Mel! Mel! You okay?" I began to panic that I had really hurt her.
Melanie opened her eyes slowly and at first she seemed to be having trouble focusing, then a lazy smile spread across her face.
"Mmh, yes, I'm err... That was..." She frowned as if trying to remember the words, "...that was amazing!"
Then she giggled. "But I think we going to have to have a break before we go to the party, I am not sure my legs remember how to walk at the moment."
A feeling of relief swept over me and I laughed before picked her up and guiding her over to the bed.
As I put her down she whispered in my ear, "Mind you, I am such a naughty girl that I am sure I will need to be punished again soon." |
