Oh my god, seriously? A slight moan escaped my lips, and I slapped my hand over my mouth. I was humiliated and angry at my body which had betrayed my secret desire. Langden chuckled, then grew dark again.
“Well, don’t keep me waiting, little girl.”
“No, sir,” I cringed, keeping my eyes focused on the ceiling, “He’s threatened many times, but I always manage to get out of any punishment, and now I’m too old for spankings.” That was a truth I’d never spoken out loud before, but also a lie.
I read about women getting spankings by men, and there was no age limit. My novels made it sound so sexy, so erotic. Of course, the idea of being spanked by a man like Langden was a massive turn-on. The thought of a childhood spanking from my father at any age seemed ridiculous.
I was lost in thinking about why I had this urge to know what it was like. Maybe something was wrong with me? This wasn’t the first time I had questioned my desires and if I was being honest, it was the primary reason I’d not gone all the way with anyone. I wanted my fantasy, I wanted to explore my desires, and I wasn’t sure that was possible with anyone.
“You are wrong. Little girls are never too old for spankings. Your father has been remiss in your education and guidance. Now I shall have to remedy the situation. After all, we can’t have you running around like a spoiled brat, can we, little girl?”
There it was again,little girl,my belly was flip-flopping with nerves and desire. “Uh, uh, I guess not?” He chuckled and sat back, pulling me over his lap. Suddenly my face was only inches from the floor, and I put my hands down to steady myself. Although it wasn’t necessary. Langden had a firm grip on me, so the chances of a face plant were slim to none.
He parted my legs and placed one of his muscular thighs over mine, securing me firmly on his lap. I was about to ask a question when his hand came down on my backside. I screechedat the impact and desperately tried to escape the blows that kept raining down. I had never experienced anything so painful. I’d read spanking could be like an aphrodisiac, but this was as far from that as it got.
Searing heat lit up my ass, and I began to plead for it to stop, but Langden’s paddle-like hand continued at a steady pace. When I thought I couldn’t take anymore, he suddenly stopped. Oh, thank goodness! I took a few gulping breaths thinking it was time to recover, when he ripped my barely-there panties down. I screeched as I tried to cover my ass with one of my hands out of sheer humiliation.
Langden took both of mine in one of his and held them on my low back. “I think I’m getting the point across. Don’t you think so, Maddie?”
“You’re mean!” I yelled, refusing to tell him what he wanted to hear. “I…I hate you!” Langden rubbed my backside as I yelled at him. Then I felt a finger run up my seam, and I stiffened.
“You don’t hate me, Maddox. In fact, I would go as far as saying that you are loving what I’m doing to you. Just feel how wet you are, naughty girl.” I didn’t answer. I was far too embarrassed because he was right. The searing heat was building an inferno in my core, making me horny. His one gentle touch almost sent me over the edge.
“Now that the warm-up is done.”
“Warm-up,” I interrupted, incredulous, “you can’t be serious,” I grunted as his hand came down on my flaming backside.
“Oh, I assure you, Maddie, I don’t joke when it comes to punishing bad little girls. We will continue.” Before I could utter another word, his hand came down on my thighs, and I yelled loudly with the sting.
“Please,” I babbled, “I’ll be a good girl. I promise, please, daddy, stop.” Calling him daddy changed something betweenus. I felt something hard poke into my hip, and my spanking increased in both speed and pressure until I was wailing over his lap. No longer embarrassed by the sight I made or the sounds of sobbing ripping from the center of my being. It wasn’t long until my full surrender. The dropping of my head to allow my tears to fall freely, and my limp body were the signs I assumed he was looking for because Langden stopped the punishing strokes.
I was so sore and turned on it was crazy and hard to separate the dual sensations. Then Langden ran a finger along my soaking seam, and I groaned, not caring if he heard me and thought poorly of me. He slid a finger into my wet entrance, and I arched my back in a vain attempt to get him to press in further.
Then the finger was gone, and he slapped my entrance. It made a wet splat sound and stung. I tried closing my legs as he spanked my juicy cunt. On the fifth slap, I erupted. A massive orgasm took me, and I cried out shamelessly with the release. Langden unleashed something inside of me, whetting my appetite for more.
“Please, daddy, please again.” He sunk two fingers into my greedy cunt and curled them. Whatever he was hitting was just the right spot. I saw spots behind my eyelids and wondered if anyone had ever passed out from too much pleasure. Langden suddenly pulled out his fingers and struck my soaking entrance. It only took one, and I bucked and screeched, so overwhelmed by the sensations wracking my body in wave after wave of pleasure.
Langden moved me off his lap and placed me facing the back of the couch. He pulled my hips until my swollen red ass was on display. I heard him shuck his clothing and then a rip as he tore open a condom packet.
I was ready, wasn’t I? Sure, I never imagined my first time would be in a club, in the office of a gorgeous rich guy. I mean,who imagines that? I was about to lose my V card to a man, and I was terrified and excited.
“Such a hot, dirty little girl, aren’t you, Maddie?”
“Yes, sir, I’m very, very naughty.” Langden pressed his tip against my wet opening and began to push forward. “Jesus, you’re tight. You’re going to milk my rod, aren’t you, baby.”
I was nervous, I won’t lie, but I was also so incredibly turned on. This was my fantasy, to be taken by a hot older man my first time, someone with experience who could give me pleasure. He stopped as if he was deciding something, and I decided I better share my state. “I’m a virgin. Well, not a virgin per se… I’ve never actually been with a man. You, um, would be the first. I ah, have… full penetration has been with toys.”
I felt Langden hesitate. “Please, Daddy, please don’t stop, I want this more than you can possibly imagine.” Langden leaned over me and moved my long dark hair out of his way, kissing my neck, igniting goosebumps on my skin. With his cock partially inside of me, he reached around and stroked my hardened nub. The entire experience was delectable, and his restraint admirable. Not until I started bucking my hips for more did Langden press all the way inside of me. I was so full, so very full, and stretched to accommodate his size. My juices were flowing and coated his cock, so it glided with ease.
Langden gripped my hips tightly and began alternating between long deep, thrusts and partial, quick strokes that created the most delicious pressure against my walls, in ways my battery-operated boyfriend never did. Tingles raced up my spine, and my chest pooled with heat. A massive orgasm was building inside of me, suddenly, I clenched his throbbing cock as an orgasmic wave overtook me. “Oh, yes, yes, please don’t stop.” I got out haltingly, and he didn’t, riding me, until it was his turn to erupt, and with a shout, he unloaded. I felt his hot seed filling up the condom.
The first time, check. Responsible sex, check, check. Hot gorgeous guy, oh yah check, check, check! I couldn’t wait to tell Cheryl. She would be so envious. Langden pulled out, and I lay back on his couch. He removed the condom and discarded it in the trash and proceeded to dress. Not before I caught a glimpse of his rockin body and was wishing I had a picture to take home with me, although I would never forget the sight. He was pure perfection with his narrow hips and strong thighs, muscular torso, and bulging biceps.
He continued to regard me after he was fully dressed. I had not moved to cover myself or dress. My instincts told me Langden would say when he wanted me to dress. He moved to his position on the side of the couch, effectively blocking me in. We had not spoken a word to each other, and I was apprehensive as to what he would say. I hoped, despite my limited experience, that he had enjoyed himself as much as I had. I prayed he wouldn’t laugh or insult me after sharing such an amazing experience.
“How was your first time?” Heat bloomed on my chest and spread to my cheeks.
“Honestly, you ticked off all my boxes and fulfilled my fantasy. This, with you, was better than the fantasy! You were, uh,” I hesitated. “Really good, thank you.” Langden’s eyes held an unreadable expression. At least scorn wasn’t what I saw and that made me feel infinitely better.
