The Perfect Fuck Buddy Ch. 08 - Sex Stories

The Perfect Fuck Buddy Ch. 08

... shook her head, face against the trunk.

"Well, I'd usually get at least annoyed, sometimes a little mad. And I'd take it out on her, get a little rough, a little primal...which is what she was always going for."

She moaned, her thighs rubbing together under her skirt.

"But I'd always make sure to punish her first. Let her know what a brat she was being."

"Are you going to punish me?" she asked hopefully.

Alex sidled up behind her.

"Yes," he answered simply, flipping her skirt over her hips to reveal her panties.

She squirmed, but otherwise stayed still. His cock twitched again, arousal mounting at the sight of her round ass aimed back at him, the cheeks peeking out from her panties. The scrap of fabric hid her slit, but he did not take it off yet, instead grabbing her ass, squeezing and kneading. Her squirming grew stronger.

He raised a hand and brought it down onto her ass.

"Daddy!"

His hand squeezed again after the spank. She whimpered, her hands clasped together behind her back. He grew more assertive with his groping, dimpling the lush swell of her ass.

"Good girl."

She shivered, glancing back at him, her eyes fluttering.

He raised a hand again.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight spanks rained down, setting her ass to a lewd jiggling. She cried out constantly, trembling and bucking mindlessly.

After the eighth, he went back to groping and squeezing.

"I'm sorry," she murmured. "I'm sorry for being ...

... bad..."

"Thank you for the apology, Ariel."

He brought his hand down, once, twice, thrice, four times, going back and forth from cheek to cheek. Her cries rang loud, but her submissiveness kept her in place.

He caressed along her reddened ass.

"Did you think one measly apology was going to get you out of this?"

She whimpered again. Another shiver slipped over her.

His palm cracked against her ass again. She shrieked, her thighs shaking along with her ass. "I'm sorry, Daddy..."

"I know, baby girl," he assured her, stroking along her ass, his cock pressing at the inside of his briefs.

She purred, enjoying his touch even with her skin tender.

"You alright, Ariel?"

"Mm-hmm..."

"Good. Because we're not done yet."

Her hips waggled excitedly.

He curled his fingers into her panties and dragged them down.

Fuck.

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Ariel giggled at her daddy's sudden silence.

His hands slid up over her back. One took a fistful of her hair, and the other slithered around her throat, the duo combining to bring her off the car and into his arms.

"Did you plan this?" he asked tersely.

"Plan what?"

He abruptly shoved her back down over the trunk. She squealed, and then moaned when he eased the butt plug out. Her asshole twitched, left empty.

A sharp slap smacked one cheek, and then the other.

"Daddy!"

"Did you plan this?"

"Yes," she hissed, her ass stinging.

"When did you put the ...