1. The Guy Next Door - Part Three


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 38, Source: LushStories

    it,” he muttered through gritted teeth. “Take it like a good girl.” When he’d finally satisfied himself, his hand grasped my upper arm, pulling me up off the floor. In one well-practiced flourish, he relieved me of my t-shirt and then he kissed me, slamming me hard against the door. His hands gripped my ass, and he lifted me up so he could grind his cock between my legs. I could only gasp against his mouth. “Now,” he said, only slightly breathlessly as he set me back down. “Any preferences?” “Wha-?” “No? Okay. I choose again. You remember the rules don’t you?” I stared at him silently. “C’mon. I thought you were a smart girl. One – no screaming. Two – I come first.” His hand was around my arm again and he was pulling me towards the sofa. “Bend over. Against the edge. Come on.” I complied and his hand went to the small of my back, pushing down. Then he slipped off my shorts and panties and before I could guess his next move, his hand slapped hard against my ass. I heard the sound first, and registered the heat before the actual sharp pain stung through and by that time he’d gone again, in the same place, making me squirm. His free hand pressed hard to the base of my spine. “Don’t – move.” His hand struck faster, harder, changing direction and angle until I was sure I could never sit down again. There was something so mortifying about being spanked. It was embarrassing, degrading, humiliating, but when he dragged his fingers down between my legs, I heard how appallingly wet I ...
    was. “God, you’re getting off on this, neighbour. Such a bad girl.” My backside felt like it was on fire. The pain was hot and stinging and even when he rested his hand against my skin, I flinched. “That – really – hurts!” I gasped as he started up the punishing rhythm again. Cooper didn’t stop. He pushed my legs apart and occasionally let his hand slap gentler and lower, right against my throbbing pussy. That one little slap was worth all the others. It made my stomach clench and my insides spin in the most delicious way. His fingers scrabbled down against my wet snatch, pushing inside me, stretching and exploring. The cold leather of the sofa was damp against my cheek and I was breathing hard. Cooper’s hands closed around my legs, pulling back a little so I was better presented to him. “Look at that,” he breathed. “You’ve been waiting for this all night.” He let go of one of my legs, fitting the head of his cock to my entrance and then he pushed hard, pulling me back to meet him. I felt his solid length fill me and every part of my body clenched instinctively. He held himself there for a few painstaking seconds and then he was dragging himself out before surging in hard. I was sure that my fingernails would tear through the sofa. My ass was indescribably tender from the spanking and his balls smacked against it every time he thrust deep into me. “Oh god – oh my god,” “Right?” His voice sounded like it was coming from a distance. The only part of him I was fully aware of was ...