If he wanted the spanking first that was fine too, sometimes he did and sometimes he wanted to do other things like tie me with handcuffs and dress me in leathers, cover me in cream, spaghetti numbers and just spend time sucking me all up everywhere.
"It's about time we gave you some sound spanking," Vince said and I rubbed the palm of his right spanking hand with my fingers signalling yes please, and when I arched myself over and across his lap on the red leather settee, presenting my ass for punishment I held my breath and gritted my teeth for the first few spanks which always stung, but it was all so worth it just to see the pleasure given to my lover and anyway, soon he would smother me with a cooling cream which would ease the pain and give me a real wonderful numbness as he soundly spanked me some more.
It became a ritual, the sound of his spanking and the feeling afterwards, he telling me how beautifully hot my ass had become and how it so wonderfully tempted him - like he wanted me to move as he lodged himself beside the settee with me still on al fours as he concentrated on the joys my credentials could give. I guess I just chilled there and heard myself moaning to the feeling of those wonderful now gentle massage movements of my ass cheeks which he knew thrilled me so much, I said for him to sniff it and taste it again, I wanted the feel of his tongue delve inside my hole, for his fingers to stretch and rim me ready for his sublime fuck, that beautiful thick long hard cock thrusting me to oblivion.
I was still feeling the combination, a very warm feeling of the spanking and his warm hands stroking me, he said I tasted gorgeous and wanted my fuck so bad.
"Should we shower first Vince?" I asked knowing he liked that sometimes and the way we so enjoyed washing each other beneath the flow of tepid water and the feel of his hard-on revving up between my cheeks from the back. But today he wanted me as I was, unwashed and soiled, he'd fuck the ass off me he said and soon I was gulping cock again, but this time he was more forceful, he had gotten to the stage like he was an animal because of his strong sexual wanting and lust for my ass, his sexual feelings were taking over completely and now I was like a big passion thing waiting to be serviced.
His cock was deep into my throat when he ordered me upstairs again and I felt his squeeze of my ass as he followed me behind, It was like he was going to have me on the stairs for a while, it wouldn't have been the first time, but he prompted me into the bedroom and forced me over the lower bed rail with a deep cushion well placed below my stomach in a way as to present ass to his best advantage, and soon I was feeling the lust of him pulse through his big cock and push into me - causing me to yell, the feel of it so robust and full as he implanted it right up inside me, pausing for just a moment as I felt his throb inside me and then he was thrusting like a mad animal growling and grunting until I felt the real heavy surge of his final thrust as all hell was let loose and he reached his waterloo up inside my well fucked spanked ass.
When it was over, and after we had sprawled on the bed completely exhausted the both of us, Vince asked if it was okay.
I guess the look on my face said it all and when I made my way, looking forward already to our next session, I felt he was still there inside.
Vincent does it all for me.
