“That was seven.” His hand came down three times in the center of my bottom, a little quicker and harder than the previous ones. “And that was eight, nine and ten.”
“I felt those…” I let out a bit of a moan and then his hand moved between my legs again, rubbing my pussy a little faster.
“I bet.” He pulled his hand away from my pussy and brought it down fairly hard in the center where the previous three had landed.
“Ouch!” I winched from the painful smack and tensed up for a moment. The spot where his hand landed still stung after his hand was removed.
“Was that too much?” He started rubbing my ass lightly with his hand.
“No…” I relaxed and shook my head.
Should I tell him it actually excited me more than anything?
“Good.” He stopped rubbing and landed another one that wasn’t quite as hard on one side of my bottom and then another one that mirrored it on the other side.
r /> “Back to tickling me again?” I wiggled my ass at him and he started rubbing my pussy again.
“Fine…” He pulled his finger away from my pussy. “We’ll do those two over again.”
“Ah!” I let out a bit of a squeal when two very hard smacks landed, one right after the other, in the same spots as the previous two. My ass squeezed together as the sting quickly spread across it.
“Still want to complain about tickling?” He moved his hand between my legs and rubbed my clitoris in a circle.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth, but quickly succumbed to the pleasure of having his finger swirling around my clit.
His finger remained in place for a bit longer than it had before. My bottom still stung a little bit from my second round with number twelve and thirteen of my birthday spanking. There was something about the sting that almost intensified the pleasure I was feeling. I had never even received a birthday spanking before, so I certainly had never felt the sting of a real spanking—my parents definitely didn’t believe in it. The first time I felt the sting, it had heightened my curiosity. The last two had been a little bit harder, but it was more shock than pain that caused the reaction. I kind of wondered what it would be like to get a real spanking. I knew it wouldn’t come with the bliss of having my pussy rubbed and pleasured between the painful smacks, but it was still a little exciting to think about it. His finger pulled away right as the pressure inside started to really build and I thought I was possibly going to orgasm. I felt his hand return to my ass and rub the flesh that had finally stopped stinging.
“Fourteen.” He said as his hand came down hard on the right side of my ass. “Fifteen.” Another one followed it in the exact same spot on the opposite side.
“Those didn’t tickle!” I recoiled slightly, but immediately relaxed.
“No more tickling.” His hand came down for number sixteen. “I know what you like now.”
“Ow!” I clenched my ass again as number sixteen landed across the middle.
“You like to be spanked like a naughty girl.” Number seventeen landed where sixteen had landed, and it was a little harder, amplifying the sting that the previous smack had created.
“Yeah…” I admitted with a moan when his fingers moved back to my pussy and stroked the middle, briefly dipping into the entrance before he started rubbing my clitoris again.
My body was buzzing with a different kind of energy and my pussy was practically on fire from being touched and aroused. The last four had been hard enough to really sting and the impact had resonated from the spot where they landed to my pussy, causing it to tingle each time his hand came down. It was a strange, pleasurable experience. His finger moved in a circle around my clitoris and I could feel the orgasm building. I wasn’t going to last long enough to feel his tongue if he kept going and I definitely wanted to know what oral pleasure felt like—I also wanted to return the favor and provide him that same kind of pleasure. We really hadn’t been able to explore much together because our passion was so strong we barely got more than a couple of words out before we were all over each other. I certainly wasn’t complaining, but the spanking was making me face some different desires I had never really considered. My hips were moving fast, grinding against his cock, which was swollen in his pants. His finger stopped before I could climax and then I felt his hand on my ass again.
“How about we finish this birthday spanking up.” He patted my ass a few times.
“Okay…” I nodded and raised my ass until it was arched against his palm.
“Five more and the one to grow on.” He rubbed my ass and then brought his hand down hard. “Eighteen.”
“Mmm.” I moaned and lifted against his palm again.
“Nineteen.” His hand came down in the same spot, causing my pussy to buzz from the impact.
“Yeah…” I felt my breath picking up.
“Twenty.” His hand came down harder, in the exact same spot. My pussy started to lightly spasm.
“Don’t stop.” I started to tremble and my breath got even heavier.
“Twenty-one.” He landed another one and my body twisted from the mixture of pain and ecstasy.