Corrupting The Bad Boy

Zach Wilson 16

When the first slap comes, a half gasp leaves my mouth. My palm fists the bedsheet beneath my hands as I fail miserably in controlling my eyes, rolling back in pleasure.

"One." I say, forcing my voice to be steady, but the roughness in it was unmistakable.

I feel her soft hand rub the area where she had spanked, and it took all my restraint not to plead for her to continue.

In an instant, her soothing motions transitioned into another firm slap, this time gracing my opposite cheek. A mixture of pleasure and pain courses through me, causing me to exhale a breathless "Fuck" through clenched teeth.

"Darling," she purrs, "How many do you think you truly deserve?"

I try to calm my adrenaline, "I don't know, ma'am, as many as you see fit." My voice comes out hoarse as I respond.

Another slap comes as soon as I finish answering, "God, your ass looks so beautiful," and she growls.

My cheeks flush.

"T-thank you, ma'am." I answer. The stuttering registered a second later.

My cock was harder than ever, it was leaking precum and I wanted nothing more than her hands wrapped around it, but at the same time I did not want her to stop this.

And she did not.

"Ten." I moan at the last slap. Suddenly, she pushed me on my back, the next second I feel her stradling me, her naked legs around my torso, her pussy thinly covered in those flimsy shorts, so close to my cock.

When her eyes meet mine, I felt the world shifting.

She slowly unwraps her right leg from my torso and I almost touch her to stop her, however before I can do that she sees the disappointed look on my face. She puts her leg on my thighs. So close to my cock.

She moves her leg, until I feel her calf touching my cock, a hiss leaves my mouth, my cock felt extra sensitive somehow.

She softly rubs her inner calf on my cock, slowly going up and down. I jerk my head back as a loud groan leaves my mouth. I feel pre cum running down my tip and stop where her leg is moving, it does a work of lube.

She folds her leg so that her foot rests on my other leg as she adjusts it, and my cock nestles between the back of her thigh and calf, directly at the back of her knee.

Her eyes meet mine and I see the naughty glint in them, she was enjoying my shocked face. She's going to give me a knee job.

She squeezes her thigh and I feel the pressure on my cock, "Fuck." I groan. A second later I open my eyes and look at her face again, my eyes descend to her beautiful lips which were slightly parted, and the urge to kiss her was almost overwhelming, it was more of a necessity than a want. I craved the touch of her soft lips against mine, yearned to savor her taste.

I wanted to hear her mumble 'good boy' against my lips. Fuck, I wanted that badly. The intensity of my desire was so strong that, if I were the Zach known for his uninhibited encounters with other women, I would have grabbed her hair, and smashed my lips against hers.

But of course that didn't happen instead her free hand which was resting on my bicep curled around my neck.

I unconsciously push my pelvis up to create some fiction.

"Go on." She purrs, her fingers tightening around my neck.

"Fuck." I groan. The feel of her velvet smooth skin and the delicious pressure on my cock was driving my mind crazy.

"You like this, baby? Does the feel of my skin against your dick feel good?" She whispers near my neck, making goosebumps rise on my skin. "You're just a dirty boy, aren't you?" She asks, sucking on the sensitive spot on my neck.