The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching. - Sex Stories

The Well-Adjusted And Beautiful Police Lady In Love With Sex, Spanking, And Switching.

... towel, please,” I said.

I knelt beside her and asked, “Nancy, please, may I put a finger in your vagina?”

She looked surprised and replied, “Of course. Why do you ask?”

“I would like to pleasure your G spot and it pays to be polite,” I replied, and she laughed.

The opening of her vagina was wet. I lubricated the tip of my finger with her juices and gently slid it into her. This did not hurt her and when I felt for the slightly hard area of her G spot, she gasped and the muscles in her pelvic area responded. I licked and then nibbled her clitoris after pulling back the hood. She loved it. I kept this up for several minutes, and Nancy had at least two orgasms.

Nancy lay there, still shaking from the orgasms.

“Please, this is getting on top of me. Give me a minute,” she said. “I never had my G spot fingered and clitoris kissed at the same time. How do you know about that?”

I stopped and said, “I just know it usually works! Please, get up on your knees. Bottom-up, head down, please.”

Once recovered, the good girl obeyed instantly, a sign of self-discipline.

“Hold tight,” I said. “Here comes number one.” I gave her left-hand cheek a moderate stroke, to be rewarded with a gasp and wriggle from Nancy, but she rapidly regained her composure. I counted up to twenty and gave her right-hand globe a similar treatment, perhaps harder. Nancy took it quietly this time with the smallest jerk.

This was a tough young woman. After another obligatory pause, I gave ...

... her a slightly harder swing. The leather slapper made an impact with the fleshy part of the middle of her bottom. She jerked convulsively and moaned a little. I looked down at her face. I could detect no tears. Three more strokes followed with progressively increasing force. At the end of stroke number six, Nancy slowly stood up and wiped away a few small tears.

“Wow,” she said, “You are an expert,” clutching her bottom with both hands and jumping up and down a bit. “If you make love to me now, maybe I will want a few more, but you have to take away the pain.”

She lowered herself onto the bed with her burning rump in the air. I felt the marks. The crop had caused hard ridges to form, and they were hot to the touch.

I started on her with some gentle oral attention and when I judged the time was right; I eased myself into her. Beginning with slow deep movements, Nancy was clearly in seventh heaven. She rubbed her marks against me.

After a couple of minutes, she asked, “Give me another stroke, and then come back into me as quickly as possible.”

Well, Nancy requested it. The crop whistled down with a bit of a crack as the slapper landed. She squirmed about, but I got back in quickly and resumed activity.

“Oh, that’s wonderful,” she breathed. “I’ve always wanted to try that. Go down on me again.”

Ever eager to give pleasure, I did as she asked. I had to do as I was told because I had been a naughty boy. These days, I offer a lady a warm-up hand-spanking first, ...