The Demerit System, part 12 - Sex Stories

The Demerit System, part 12

... beginning the series of slower, but harder spanks. He spread them around, and each drew a punctuating cry from Lana's lips as he carried on, turning the rosy pink into a darker crimson. He kept up the punishing hand spanking for a full two minutes further before he stopped. He gave Lana a moment to relax before he urged her to her feet. While she continued to calm down, Pete nonchalantly reached to his waist and unsnapped and unzipped his pants and wriggled them down to his knees, freeing his hard cock. By this time, Lana was calm enough to see what was next and dropped to her knees before he had to order her. She leaned forward and lowered her mouth over his hard cock and began to bob up and down his shaft, pausing briefly every so often to bathe the head with her tongue. Pete marveled at how good her cocksucking skills were. She was easily the best of the three girls, but Pete was completely unable to think of anything at the moment other than the pleasure he was getting from his raven-haired tenant. He leaned back and savored the moment, letting loose with a low, guttural moan. His hands wandered towards her hair and he ran his fingers through it. Lana concentrated fully on her task, concentrating as much as she could on the head of Pete's hard cock. As she did, she brought her hand up and began to stroke the base of it, slowly at first, but with a clear goal in mind. Pete began to moan some more, and as he felt his orgasm approach, he took a deep, sharp breath in and ...

... stiffened. Lana noticed and took him deep into her throat and began to swallow as his cock began to pulse and pour. Pete relaxed back on the bed as he subsided, and Lana straightened up her posture and sat with her bottom on her heels and her eyes downcast. Pete caught his breath and then took a moment to remember what was next on the agenda. He stood up, reached down and pulled up his pants and underwear and redressed himself. Then he looked down at Lana, reached down and picked her chin up to look up at his face. Her eyes were glistening a little, and he saw the tear tracks down each of her cheeks. He could see a little bit of trepidation, sort of like someone about to get on a roller coaster for the first time. He urged her to stand and then helped her down onto the bed. He picked her legs up and, as she had done with Laura before, positioned them up in the air, with the knees bent and her thighs just above her chest. He had her place her hands behind her knees and told her to hold on tight. He retrieved the belt from the bedside table and prepared it by doubling it, then wrapping it around his fist once. He tapped it against Lana's bottom, testing the distance. Lana flinched at the contact, and steeled herself for the inevitable to follow. Pete reared back and let loose with a solid stroke with the belt directly down the center of Lana's bottom. No sooner had the belt fell away after the impact that Lana's shriek began as did the fade to crimson of the stripe left behind. ...