Revisit to Uncle Peter - Sex Stories

Revisit to Uncle Peter

... girl. By this time I was well on my way to achieving an orgasm, all the talk with Johanna and Peter about spanking and now over his lap in such a revealing pose, my pussy was running with nectar. Before he started, Peter asked me a few yes or no questions, first was, are you a naughty young girl, I answered yes, next was, do you deserve to be spanked hard, I answered yes, then he asked, do you want and need to be spanked, and I answered yes. He said that he was pleased with my answers and that he was going to spank me hard and would enjoy every smack he applied to my bare bottom. Uncle Peter did not start easy, he went straight into a hard spanking, the crack of the wooden paddle was deafening and I began to cry after only a few smacks. Peter was telling me what a good girl I was as he smacked me hard and he said that crying was a good thing as it would release all my stresses. I wasn't prepared for this hard of a spanking, when you read the stories you don't fully get just how much it hurts and oh my goodness this hurt. The louder I wailed and howled, the harder Peter smack me, I was pleading with him but he said he was just getting warmed up. I could tell from his voice that he was enjoying this fully, he was telling me what a lovely dark red colour my swollen bottom and thighs were turning and what a wonderful firm full bottom I had to spank. He held me tight over his lap as he spanked me hard and fast and he was right, I did kick my legs and squirm around a lot but the ...

... squirming was also grinding my pussy into his knee and my orgasm was creeping closer and closer. Uncle Peter knew just the right time to stop and lifting me up to sit on his lap I swung around to face him, throwing my arms around his neck and spreading my legs on either side of his hips I buried my face in his chest and cried. Oh gawd the pain in my backside was unbelievable the ache and the throbbing but another throbbing was rapidly building as my position pressed my soaking wet pussy down hard on top of Peter’s massive erection, spreading my labia apart. My breathing was becoming ragged as my arousal quickly and uncontrollably mounted; only a thin layer of material separated his hard manhood from my love tunnel. I was beyond reason as my breathing became more and more laboured and my hips started to rock back and forth until my body was overcome with a massive orgasm. I gripped him hard around his neck as I thrust my pelvis into his lap, Cumming over and over squirting my juices until I completely soaked his trousers. As I recovered, a sense of embarrassment over came me and I started to cry again, Oh Peter I said I am so sorry I feel like a fool, but before I can say anything more he puts a finger up to my mouth to stop me and with a big smile says, what just happened was more than he could have hoped-for and was very pleased with how I responded to the spanking. We sat like that for some time, him stroking my hair and feeling my hot welted bottom and as I relaxed, my hips ...