“She’s a littledamp.”
“Let’s make her damper,” I said and gave my thigh a slap. Clara got on the bed and laid across my lap. “Get on the bed Ryan. Sit on your knees here,” I pointed to a spot right besideme.
I began to spank Clara and after each swat, I rubbed my hand over her soft skin. I found myself watching Ryan’s reaction to it. His eyes were glued to Clara’s ass while she moaned out in pleasure. I could feel her juices on my lap by the time I reached the tenth spank. Her hips were also pressed into my thighs trying to get herrelease.
“Ryan, see if she’s wetternow.”
I knew she would be, and I wanted to remind him that he’s not the only one who got turned on by spankings. Ryan braced all of the weight of his body in his right arm and reached down her body with his left hand. His hand disappeared between Clara’s legs, causing the room to be filled with hermoan.
The smile on Ryan’s face was priceless and his boyish dimple grabbed hold of me. His eyes met mine and raised his wet fingers. The gleam in his eyes wasn’t for a selfish or arrogant reason, but that he discovered someone who also was aroused by spankings. This wasn’t just something he read in a story or watched people fake in porn videos, this was authentic and real tohim.
“Clara, up, my dear,” I gave her hip a gentle pat and then I moved toward the center of the bed and leaned against the headboardagain.
“Hands and knees,Clara.”
I pushed the waistband of my boxer briefs down just below my balls and motioned for Clara to re-situate herself so that her feet were toward the bottom of the bed and her head was over mycock.
“Good,sweetheart.”
Ryan was sitting back on his heels,waiting.
“Clara dear, part your legs a bit. Ryan would love to taste what spankings do toyou.”
Clara parted her legs and Ryan slid to the foot of the bed and lowered his head between her legs. While Ryan made her whimper with his mouth, I massaged Clara’s breasts. Soon, Clara was sucking my cock while Ryan continued to savor her pussy. I looked down, over her bobbing head and saw a little bit of Ryan’s forehead and the top of his head peeking out behind her ass. When Clara started bucking her hips back at Ryan’s face, I tapped her shoulder and guided her upright. I reached for a condom that was on the nightstand and rolled it down myshaft.
“Clara, dear, sit on my cock but face Ryan.” As she lowered herself, I gave her hips a light tap. “Show Ryan some love,darling.”
Clara leaned forward as Ryan rose off his heels. She pulled his boxer briefs down to mid-thigh and sweetly kissed his stomach before she took his cock in her mouth. Occasionally, I spanked her ass as she rode me, but the entire time, my eyes were on Ryan. His head was tilted to the side with his eyes closed, just like they were when she gave him a blow job after his first session with me. Ryan’s hands were balled up and clenching the fabric of hisboxers.
Clara came as I came, and she started to hum and moan with her mouth around Ryan’s cock. Suddenly, he reached for his stomach and then withdrew from her mouth before he settled back on his heels. He kept his head down as he came on his chest and stomach. I kept my eyes on him and waited for the panic, which took about five seconds before it set in. He looked around the bed and then at me. Vividly in his eyes and etched on his face was a need. Clara got off of me and then snuggled up to me. Ryan flattened his hands against his stomach, desperate for relief. I leaned over to the nightstand and grabbed the package of damp disposable cloths that I brought in here just forhim.
“Ryan.” I called his name quietly and he looked at me rightaway.
He saw the package of cloths that I held out to him and he eagerly accepted them. I watched him clean and scrub at himself while I stroked Clara’s back. When he was satisfied with his cleaning he clenched the wipes in his hand and laid down on his side facing my legs. He didn’t touch me or reach out, but he hadn’t left either. Small steps forward were progress. Since he was within touching distance, I placed my hand on his head. I felt him grip my heart from a distance when I saw his mouth curve into a small smile, and his head nuzzled against myhand.
