The Deli Guy

Her face was flushed and her body was growing warm with just his simple descriptions. She could feel the intensity of his hands on her body, and she could feel her body responding to him. She was stroking his cock harder now, and she felt its length harden in her hand. Her breathing became shallow and as she imagined the heat coming from her ass, as a suddenly chill ran down her spine.

All of the situations he presented left her with vivid and enticing mental images. However, she glanced at the chair, and imagined her body draped over it, her ass exposed and waiting. Somehow like a schoolgirl being punished for some misdeed.

As soon as she thought it, she was embarassed, yet still intrigued. She glanced up at Bart and gave him a rather unsteady smile.

“Um, the chair, I think. Yes, I think that would do very well.” She waited, not certain what she was supposed to do next.
 
Bart:

"Now Sam if you have a particular role you'd like to play be sure to let me know won't you? I'll do my best to accomodate whatever it is from a bad daughter, to a naughty school girl, to a dirty little slut or a slave. It sounds as if this could be a lot of fun."

Nipples are pinched and rolled as wet and puffy pussy lips are caressed, lightly scratched then pinched and pulled open as I continue, Smiling down into your eyes, "Well, well so Sweet Sam isn't quite so sweet. She's been a either naughty, bad or a dirty woman and needs to be spanked. Well, well. Who would have imagined that."

The smile growing wider as I ‘get into the role', "Well Sam I think that it's time for you to kneel on the mattress facing me with your legs nicely spread, your shoulders back and your back arched.
" When you've gotten into the position I've described, I want you to confess to me all of the naughty things, all of the bad things and especially all of the dirty things that you've done so I can decide just how many spanks you deserve and how hard they should be. If you leave anything out and I find out about it Sam I'll have to double the punishment.
"Now up as I've described and begin your confession. Oh, and by the way, as you're confessing to me please play with your lovely breasts and delicious pussy for me to watch. That can be the final thing you confess."

When I've stopped speaking you're given a hard kiss as your breasts are kneaded and squeezed, your nipples pinched and rolled. Slowly the kiss softens and a hand moves to lightly pinch and roll your clit. When the kiss ends so does the stimulation and I lay back against the headboard watching you and waiting.
 
Sam felt herself blushing furiously. She had never done anything like this before! Just what was she supposed to “confess”?

She slipped into the desired position, and was surprised at how wanton she felt. She was totally spread for him, and she felt like a slut. She began to rub her breasts, grabbing at and pinching the nipples until they were stiff and hard. Then she slipped a hand lower and began to caress her pussy, shocked at how wet she was becoming.

“Um,” she stammered, uncertain how to begin or even what to say. “I’ve gone to work before wearing blouses that I knew were clingy and didn’t wear a bra just to tease the men I work with. And once, during a meeting, I gave my boss a flash of my pussy, just to see if he would react. And, um, ah, there was the party a few weeks ago where I flashed my tits and dared a man to lick them – then pulled away just as he was about to touch me. And at the bar a few nights ago, I sat next to a man and flirted with him as I rubbed his cock through his pants. Then I refused to go out with him to his truck to, ah, finish the job.”

The more she spoke, the more she realized what a tease she had been. She could not longer look Bart in the eyes. Yet, the juices of her pussy were flowing her hand.

“And, well, here I am now, stroking my pussy and my tits for you. And, um, ah, well, I have to admit that I do like it.”

Sam held her breath, not quite sure what to expect next.
 
Bart:

"Play with yourself harder Sam. Show me what a wanton slut you can be sweet slutty Sam.
"You are a bit of a slut aren't you? I'm surprised, but pleasently so. It's good to know that you weren't just teasing me as you did all of them Sam.
"Now as you do as I've asked tell me just how many spanks you think you need on each ass cheek and how hard. Were you such a nasty little tease you need to feel your ass on fire or just very warm? You decide Sam."

Reclining and watching I can't help but lightly grip and stroke my cock as my eyes move from your hand on your tits to the one with the fingers buried in and fucking your cunt for me. All for me to watch. My enjoyment and your pleasure.
 
His voice was coming to her as in a fog, yet her hand increased its movements between her legs. Quickly inserting two fingers deep into her cunt, then sliding them out, running her juices over her clit, and then ramming her fingers back into herself once more. She felt her clit grow, becoming hard and longing for relief.

She tried to focus her eyes on Bart. Her eyes met his briefly, before she lowered them to his hand stroking a cock that was already rock hard. As she watched his hand, she imagined it smacking her ass, the strokes growing with intensity drawing both pleasure and pain from her body.

Her eyes still on his hand stroking his cock, she heard the slight tremble in her voice. “The number? I don’t know – but enough to teach me my lesson of being good and not a tease. And I think I’ve been bad, very bad. I should think that means my ass should be bright red and burning.”

As she said these final words, Sam felt her body shake at the thought of actually having one of her fantasies come true.
 
Bart:

Wordlessly I slide off the bed and grip your hair. I pull steadily until you begin to move toward me after sliding the fingers from your sopping wet and aching cunt.

The pull remains constant as I say," Did I tell you to stop showing me what a nastly little slut you are by fucking yourself as I watch? That's an added five spanks to each cheeks for daring to stop without permission."

I smile as you resume what you were doing and move off the bed moaning at my words. Whether in fear, lust or anticipation I didn't know but I saw it as your fucking speeded up and became harder when I'd finished speaking.

You're led to the chair by the hair and pushed down over the backrest until one hand supported you while the other made 'squishy' sounds as it fucked and your juices flowed down your thighs.

My hand releases your hair and presses down on the center of your back to hold you in place.

"You've been a dirty little tease. A cocktease who then didn't fulfill the implied promise.
"You've been a lewd exhibitionist with no intention of letting those seeing your cunt enjoy it.
"You're now being a little slut, a freshly fucked slut fingerfucking herself as I watch for my pleasure and your dirty, slutty exhibitionist pleasure.
"For each of those things you will receive five hard spanks on each ass cheek. Then you will receive the additional five for stopping fucking yourself without permission.
"Do you understand and accept each of those punishments sweet slutty Sam?"

While speaking your fingers have been ceaselessly fucking your cunt and my free hand has been roaming over both of your ass cheeks feeling the silky smooth skin stretched taut by your position.

"If you move from this position I'll add five more to each cheek for each time you do. You will count each spank for me too won't you?"
 
The ache in her scalp was strangely more pleasant than painful. However, as Sam was bent over the back of the chair, she immediately felt exposed and vulnerable. Her cheeks flushed crimson at the thought of being treated as a naughty school girl. Yet she couldn’t deny the fact that her juices were flowing freely – her cunt had never been as wet as it was at this moment!

She knew he awaited an answer, yet her mind was lingering on the number of spanks she was to receive – 10 on each cheek. That was providing she would not be able to move! She had been spanked playfully before, but never hard and she wondered just how hard hard was?

Assembling her thoughts together, she managed to state clearly, “Yes, I understand perfectly.” Her voice had deepened, and she was almost surprised to hear it come from her. Was she truly desiring this as much as her body was telling her?

She felt his hand move over her ass, and somehow it was comforting. Yet she knew the first strike would come soon, and she clenched her eyes shut and felt her body tense up in preparation for the first blow.
 
"Oh Sam you look so lovely and luscious like this. I've never done this before but I have to tell you just how exciting and arousing this is to me. As much as I can see, hear and smell it is to you sweet Sam my nasty little slut." My voice is quiet, but the smile and the lust clearly heard in it's hoarse tone.

"You were a dirty little slut and exhibitionist twice and stopped fucking your slutty cunt without asking for permission. That's three things times five spanks. You have fifteen spanks on each ass cheek coming to you which you will count. Of course as I've told you moving from your position will add five more each time."

My hand has been constantly caressing and rubbing the ass I'm about to spank. Top to bottom and side to side and now my fingertips are wet with the juices flowing from your cunt.

Without warning the spanking begins.

*Smack* *Smack* The first to are given to the center of each ass cheek leaving a light red handprint beind.
*Smack* *Smack* Two more just above the first two.
*Smack* *Smack* Two more just below the first ones.

Now both cheeks wear the light red imprint of my large hand. As I wait for you to catch up on the count and watch as you wiggle, squirm I listen to your sounds and my cock grows even harder. You vocalizations added to the liquid sound of you fucking your cunt are so exciting I'm almost tempted to stop the spankings and just fuck you as you remain bent over the chair. Almost but not quite.

This is a revelation to me. I've never thought I'd become so excited, so aroused by spanking a naked woman who'd virtually surrendered herself to me and asked to be spanked.

I lightly rub the areas I've spanked thrilling at the feel of the heat coming from your cheeks and knowing that the next ones will be a bit harder so it's actually like a punishment and not playing. The final ones will be the hardest and test your resolve to remain in position, but for now I just caress and rub your wonderful ass as I wait.

Then a wicked thought occurs to me, "Sweet slutty Sam you have gotten six of your spanks. Beg me for the next six. Beg me just like the nasty, slutty woman you are for me. Beg me like a slut and tell me what you're feeling and where the same way."
 
Each smack caused her to flinch, yet Sam was able to hold position. She could feel her ass warming, and knew the skin must be bright pink.

Her fingers kept sliding in and out of her cunt, the moistness being heard throughout the room. Between the idea of fucking herself while being spanked, and the position she found herself in, she found herself feeling the stirring pangs of humiliation even more deeply. Yet, she could nto deny the desire of her body.

As Bart made his request, she gasped. Beg? For more? Her? No, she couldn't do it! Yet, even as she denied it, she knew she would - the thought of playing slut was just too overwhelming for her to deny.

Taking a deep breath, her free hand clinging to the arm of the chair, she thought of how she should proceed.

"Please spank my ass, please! Feeling your hands spanking me is more than I could ever have imagined! It hurts, yes, but in such a good way - both pleasurable and painful! Please don't stop. Please, may I have another six? Please?"

She was not in the habit of begging and hoped she had done well. It crossed her mind that she thought it strange that pleasing him would be foremost in her mind.

But then, she began to concentrate on the fingers ramming in and out of her cunt, and awaiting the next onslaught of his hand on her ass.
 
Bart:

As I continue to caress your nice warm and pink ass cheeks, a hand reaches between your arm and side to capture a dangling and jiggling breast. You feel its weight lifted and then my spread fingers begin to knead and squeeze. My palm slides on the nipple that's pressed into your breast as the fingers move place to place to knead, squeeze and tug all over again.

*SMACK* SMACK* Two more, one to each ass cheek and harder that the first six then a pause so you can feel every bit of the pain and the heat invading your ass and moving into the cunt already hot cunt you're finger fucking for me.

*SMACK* SMACK* Again and as before just above the first two and again the pause, this time my hand caresses the red hand prints.

*SMACK* SMACK* The final two of the six you've just begged for and this time to where your ass cheeks meet the tops of your thighs. The tender underside of your ass and upper thigh.

I watch you with a glazed lust filled look as you move, listen to your reactions and words as I continue to knead and play with your breast and the tip of one finger teases your ass hole, slick with your cunt juices.
 
Each smack was progressively harder. Each time his hand cut into tender flesh. Sam fought her body’s desire to move, to try to escape. Her fingers clutched at the chair seat, her mind trying to ignore the pain.

Yet, as her ass warmed to his touch, she felt a tingling that was all too familiar to her. She felt her clit grow under her touch. It was swelling and aching, needing to be caressed and touched. Her fingers slid easily into her cunt, her juices now covering her hand. She had never been this wet before!

She felt him stop, and wondered at what the next step should be. Was she to beg for more? Was she to wait for him? As her fingers slid across her clit, she knew she was very close to cumming – the last few smacks had strangely put her body into a hyper-sensitivity mode. Taking a chance, not knowing if it were “right”, she forged ahead.

“Please, don’t stop! Please! Oh, god, I need to cum so bad, and I’m almost there! More! Please, please MORE!” Her own voice surprised her – she sounded like some wanton slut waiting to be used. And yes, that was exactly what she wanted.
 
Bart:

My voice is hoarse and the lust and desire in it obvious as I reply, "The last three will be the hardest of all Sam. Try not to move and it will be over after the third one."

My arm swings all of the way back as I watch your ass cheeks. I can see it as you tense and relax anticipating the spanks to come next. As you relax once again my arm swings, the fingers of my hand are spread to give the least amount of air resistance. *SMACK !!* the very center of your already hot and tender left ass cheek's spanked.

As you raise on your tiptoes, *SMACK !!* the center of your right ass cheek's spanked driving the air you'd inhaled to use to scream from your lungs.

Your hot, red ass wiggles and shakes as you move it side to side and back and forth trying to escape the inescapable. The pain floods your cheeks and flows in a constant tide through your ass into your cunt and up your body.

The finger stops teasing your tight ass hole and that's where the final, the last spank is delivered by three fingers. The howl you'd begun is cut off suddenly as you suck in huge gasps of air.

My hand jerks your fingers from your sopping, dripping cunt then my hands grip your hips and hold you still, momentarily. Just long enough for me to drive my dripping cock all the way into your wet velvet cunt with one hard stroke as I can slide and grind in against your cervix.

Then my hands release your hips, reach over the chair's back and fill with your heavy tits to squeeze, knead and tug on them both as my cock begins sliding back to your entrance before ramming into you once again.

"Fuck me Sam," I gasp out hoarsely, "fuck me like a slut, like my sweet Sam. Hold it if you can Sam... don't cum yet."
 
The last three smacks sent Sam’s mind into a whirl of pain and pleasure. She didn’t even recognize her own voice as she screamed out her agony at the final slap. But she was cognizant of his hand on hers, dragging her fingers from her cunt, then felt him enter her fully in one ramming thrust. She felt the upholstery under her body – it’s roughness adding to the intense feelings her body was undergoing.

She tried to react. She tried to move. But his weight was on top of her, his hands kneading her breasts almost painfully. She heard his words in her ear, and she knew it was gong to take a great deal of effort to control her orgasm. She reached out her hands to the arms of the chair, and used them for the leverage she needed. Working back against his cock, she felt his thickness stretch her, and her moans of pain soon turned to groans of pleasure. She began to work the muscles in her pussy, clenching against his cock, wanting to milk him, wanting him to fill her once more.
 
Bart:

When you lift yourself onto your arms and move back, when your cunt clenches on my hard cock the pleasure is exquisite.

"Ohhhh yesss Sam. Ohhh fuck feels sooo good. I can feel the heat from your spanked ass on my belly you naughty, nasty little slut.
"Tell me what you are. Tell me what you want. Tell me what you're feeling and where my sweet Sam. Talk dirty like the nasty little slut you are as we fuck each other."

My hips move in time with your body drawing my cock back until just the head is in your cunt's mouth then driving it all the way into your hot depths again.

"Ohhhhh sooo good sooo hot and tight. You are so wonderful my Sam, my delicious woman and little slut."
 
At the sound of his words, Sam felt her body respond. Yes, she was being a slut – she had just gotten her ass spanked hard and she discovered that she like it. She felt naughty and nasty, and to hear him say it only made her feel more so.

She tried to move against him, but found she was constricted in her movements. She could only squeeze her cunt muscles and take his thrusts.

“Oh yes, Bart, fuck that hot, nasty cunt! I’m just a naughty little slut that needs to be fucked, needs to feel you stiff, hard cock moving inside of me. Damn, but you fill me up, Bart! Your cock stretches my cunt, making me feel like such a whore.” Sam was breathing hard, her tender clit swelling and needing pleasure. “Fuck me, Bart. Fuck your nasty little slut hard and fast!”
 
Bart:

My hands leave where they'd been and my arms circle your waist. Holding you tightly against me, cock deep in your sopping wet cunt, I lift you from the chair and floor, turn us and walk to the bed. I stop at the edge and put you down again on all fours and then begin to pound your hot ass with my belly as my cock rams deeply into you over and over again.

One hand moves up and begins to lightly spank your swinging tits and nipples as the thumb and forefinger of the other hand pinches your clit and rolls it, pulls on it, twists it gently side to side.

"Ohhh fuuuck Sam. You feel sooo goood. Fuck me Sweet Sam. Fuck me as hard and fast as you can. Dammmmmn sooooo hot, sooooo wet, soooo tight, sooo gooood. Fuck me sweet slutty Sam."
 
She felt herself lifted then placed on the bed, the shift of his weight behind her. Clutching at the sheets, Sam attempted to steady herself as Bart pounded her pussy from behind. Her moans echoed in the room, but soon they turned to soft screams as his hands and fingers began their assault on her breasts.

She heard his words, but she no longer needed encouragement. Bracing herself against the headboard, she began to meet his thrusts. Harder and harder she slammed into him, as she felt her body give into him. Sweat broke out on her body, and she felt her body begin to tingle. Tightening her pussy muscles, she tried to keep him firmly inside her.

“Yes, Bart, fuck me, fuck me harder! Make me cum, and cum hard!”

She felt her body begin to edge towards the total release that she craved and needed.
 
Bart:

Your soft screams and other sounds, the liquid sound of our fuck is encouragement enough, but your words drive me on even more as you ask me to fuck harder and make you cum. However, I have another thought. One that I've always wanted to try and feel, but have never had the nerve to ask.

"Sam," I gasp out as my belly slams into your hot ass cheeks over and over, "I want to feel my cock in your ass. It can be now or another time, but I really do want to fuck your ass Sam. You decide when it will be.
"I can wait and do love the feel of your wonderful cunt as we fuck each other so either is fine this time."

The pinching and rolling of your clit stops and now a fingertip flicks it in time to the movement of cock and cunt. Once on the way out and again as it's driven back in to the farthest depths by out bodies movements.

Each nipple is pinched and pulled to the same beat to add to all you're feeling.
 
OOC: My sincere apologies to this thread and my co-writer for such a long absence! Let the good times roll!

She felt him bucking against her ass, filling her, stretching her, before pulling almost out only to slam back against her body. With each thrust, she felt the wind almost driven from her body, her gasps and cries of pleasure intermixed with groans of slight pain.

Sam tried to grab onto something to steady herself, yet it proved useless. She was victim to his desires, and fast realzing they were her own as well.

As his words sank into her brain, her body flamed. He wanted to fuck her in the ass? The thought, the image, inflamed both her passion and her fear. She had heard that it hurt, and that it caused the greatest of orgasms. But which was it? And did she care at that moment?

"Yes, Bart," she cried out into the room. "Oh yes, I do want you to fuck me in the ass. Do it whenever you want, as all I want is you!"

She vaguely heard herself stumble out the last few words, and her mind was shocked, but her body was giving itself over to this man willingly and completely.
 
Bart:

"Are you sure Sam? It will probably hurt you the first couple of times," I say between gasps, grunts and moans of deep pleasure.

"I can wait. Be sure Sam. Never fear you have me as long as you want me. You're the woman I've been looking for my sweet Sam."

The sweat is pouring off of me and dripping onto your red ass cheeks and lower back as my cock continues to pull back then fill your sweet pussy again and again.

My palms press your nipples and my spread fingers knead and squeeze your breasts and press them hard onto your heaving chest.

"Mmmm, and I want to fuck these tits too Sam. Hell, I want to fuck you every place you can be fucked and we can think of. I just want you."
 
Sam was reduced to whimpering in pleasure as he pounded against her. She could feel her body responding to him, opening to him, wanting him. She felt the rough fabric of the chair rubbing against her sensitive clit, and she rubbed against it furiously.

At the mention of pain, her mind stopped. Was she ready for that? If it could feel even half as good as what he was doing to her now, she would be in heaven. But then....

"Oh, Bart, I want to know what it feels like to have something fucking my ass! Please, fuck my ass with your fingers while you bang my pussy! Please, Bart?"

She closed her eyes and waiting, still grinding her clit into the chair under her, feeling that wonderful sense of tension building, feeling herself hurtling towards that abyss of total pleasure and release....
 
Bart:

One hand leaves a heaving breast and moves to your wet hair. It's gripped and pulled arching your neck as your head is pulled backwards. My lips kiss the side of your neck, my tongue licks the sweat before licking your ear then I whisper, "My Sam all you have to do is ask and if it's within my power it will be done. I just want you and to take us both to the heights of passion and lust my luscious Sam."

Your ear is lightly bitten and again licked then your hair is released and the hand slides down your back to cup one hot, red ass cheek and knead and squeeze as you kneel on all fours on the bed with your hips high so I can get every inch of cock into you.

My hand moves lower until it's cupping the cunt I'm fucking hard and relentlessly. Your juices quickly fill my palm they're flowing so freely and the hand moves again.

A slick fingertip circles the tightly puckered opening to your ass spreading the juices I've gathered. Once your ass and the tight hole are slick and glistening a finger slowly begins to press inward. Press and relax, press a bit more and relax this goes on until the ring of muscle guarding your ass relaxes and the finger slides inside the ass I know I'll fuck one day, fuck until you're screaming as you orgasm.

Now the fucking of your cunt is matched by the finger fucking your ass. Cock and finger drive into the depths of the hole each is in and pull back together only to drive in once more.

The hand on your breast pinches, twists and pulls one nipple and then the other. Each tit is squeezed hard and twisted, tugged then pressed to your chest and rolled around as my palm slides over the sweat slick skin and diamond hard nipple.

"Ohh, Sam. Sam, my luscious woman, my sweet and nasty little slut. Sam you have no idea how long I've waited to find you," I gasp as we continue to climb higher and higher.

The finger in your ass is joined by a second one stretching your ass a bit more and adding to the sensations as fingers stretch your tightest hole and the tips rub your ass's walls and against the cock that's driven into your pussy over and over.
 
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