The Virgin Duet

“Come out with your hands up and your pants down if you want to live,” I say.

A second later she pulls open the door and tries to run past me, completely naked. She squeals with delight as I catch her and throw her over my shoulder and head towards the bed. She lets out a shout when I throw her down and climb over her.

“How’d you know where I was?” she asks and starts kissing me all over my face and neck.

“Because you know how I like my side of the closet to be neat, and you’re determined to make me crazy by messing it up every chance you get.”

She giggles as she runs her hand down my body and pushes her fingers into my underwear, then around my hard cock. She leans up and whispers in my ear, “Every chance I get, Vanilla,” and licks my neck.

I growl again and lean back, taking her hand off my aching cock, and flip her over on her stomach.

“You’re just begging for a spanking, aren’t you, Tink?” She wiggles her round, fleshy ass at me and I give it one good spank. She lets out a squeak, but otherwise doesn’t protest.

“Spread your legs, I want to get at that pussy of mine while you take your spanking.”

She moans into the bed and pushes her ass up in the air while spreading her legs, and giving me access. I reach down and pet her pussy, feeling how soaked she is. “Looks like you’re needy, Tink. Anything in particular you want?”

“Do that thing you do where I cum a lot,” she says into the mattress, and I have to bite my lip to keep from laughing. I couldn’t love her more if I tried.

“Anything for you, my little fairy,” I say, and with that, I pull my hand back and smack her pussy hard one time with the flat of my fingers. She shouts, and her body tenses up, but her ass rocks back, begging for more.

It’s going to be a long week, and I just hope my dick survives it.