Erotic Spanking: Daddy Spanks Naughty Girl And Makes Her Cum

This is a fictional story that is only allowed to be read from the age of 18

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Daddy Walks In On Girl In Tight Shorts

The door wasn’t shut all the way.

I stepped inside without knocking. Quiet, slow. Her bed was directly in front of me and there she was. Lying on her stomach, legs bent at the knees, bare feet swaying in the air, headphones in.

She wore those tight, pale gray workout shorts that barely covered anything. Her white crop top clung to her back, leaving her waist and a sliver of lower spine bare. And right below that, her ass.

Firm. Lifted. Dead center. Packed tight into stretchy fabric.

She had one knee tilted to the side, which made her cheeks separate slightly. The seam of the shorts split the middle perfectly. I stopped walking and just stared.

She didn’t even notice I was there.

I stepped closer and sat on the edge of the bed. Right next to her. Her ass was at eye level. I reached out, placed my hand gently on one cheek, felt the heat through the thin fabric.

She turned her head slightly, earbuds still in. “What are you doing?” she mumbled, only half-paying attention.

I didn’t answer. I dragged my palm over the soft, rounded curve. From the top of her hip, across the middle, down between the cheeks.

She barely reacted. She lifted one leg lazily. Her shorts stretched tighter across her backside. I leaned in and whispered. “You’re always on that phone.”

She gave a little shrug. Said nothing. “Maybe you need a little correction,” I said quietly.

“I’m not a kid,” she shot back, defiant but bored.

I smiled. “Then don’t act like one.”

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I slipped my arm beneath her stomach and hoisted her up. She gasped, kicked a little, but too slow. I already had her.

I shifted my weight, adjusted her body until she was stretched full over my lap. Belly down. Arms hanging off one side. Legs off the other. Ass raised, right on the center of my thigh.

“Hey! What the hell?” she barked.

“You need a break from that screen.” I pushed her crop top higher, up to her shoulder blades. Bare skin. Smooth and warm. I let my hand roam over the exposed curve of her butt.

She squirmed, but not hard. I held her still with one hand pressing down between her shoulder blades.

“Settle down. You’re not going anywhere.”

I slid my fingers beneath the waistband of her shorts. She bucked slightly, legs twitching, but I didn’t stop. I peeled the tight fabric down slowly, teasing her. Inches of bare skin appeared. Then her black thong. Tight and thin, swallowed up between her cheeks.

The shorts bunched around her thighs. Now I had her where I wanted her. Her bare ass arched up over my knee, taut, flushed, perfect. I could see the tension in her muscles. She was holding herself in place without realizing it.

I took hold of both cheeks, squeezed hard, worked the flesh in slow, deliberate circles. She whimpered, twisted. I just held her tighter.

“You’re going to learn to listen,” I murmured.

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My hand came down fast. She jolted. “Ow!”

“Too sensitive,” I said calmly. Another blow. Each strike made her butt bounce. The cheeks jiggled beautifully with every impact. She kicked one foot, tried to push herself up. I pinned her harder. Her skin turned pink. I switched sides.

“Alright, alright! I’ll put it down!” she shouted.

“Too late for that,” I said. I let my fingers drift between her cheeks. Her thighs clenched. She gasped.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out the small, smooth black vibrator I’d brought just in case. She tried to turn her head.

“What are you…” I pressed it against the front of her thong. Right between her legs. Then I turned it on.

She froze. Then inhaled sharply. And went quiet.

I felt her entire body shift. She stopped fighting. Stopped talking. Just a soft little moan. Like a kitten. I held the vibrator steady against her thong. She arched slightly, pushing into it. I took my time. Let her melt.

Then I hooked two fingers into the thong and slid it down. She didn’t resist.

The last strip of clothing came off, and now her ass was completely bare. Pink from the spanking, still warm to the touch, and glistening faintly from the oil I’d smoothed on earlier. I turned the toy to its next setting. Faster.

Her breath caught. A little gasp, then a long, shaky exhale. “This feels better than your screen, doesn’t it?” She gave a tiny nod. I stroked her lower back. Let the vibrator pulse between her thighs. “Say it,” I said.

“Yes…” she whispered. “Please… don’t stop…”

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I grinned. Smacked her right cheek. Her hips jumped. “You need rules,” I said, voice low. “And real consequences.” I spanked her again. Left, then right.

Her ass quivered. She was moaning now, helpless. I gripped her hips, slid the vibrator tighter against her sweet spot. She pressed her face into the blanket. Her back arched.

Then she started to tremble. Small at first. Then harder. I held her in place while she came. No sound. Just breath. Hips twitching. Body seizing. Then nothing.

Her whole body went limp. Like silk, draped across my lap. I switched off the vibrator, set it aside. Ran both hands over her warm, reddened ass. She was soaked. Still breathing fast. But calm now.

I leaned close to her ear. “So… what’s better? Me… or your phone?”

She turned her head just enough to look at me. Her voice barely audible. “You…”

I pulled her upright. Sat her on my lap, facing me. Her bare ass rested soft and warm across my thighs. She curled into my chest, quiet. Tamed. For now.

Her skin had that post-spanking heat, soft and tight at the same time. “Good girl,” I murmured. She lifted her head, eyes half-lidded but bright. Her hair was a mess, her lips slightly parted. There was a shift in her—no more sarcasm, no attitude. Just need.

“I wanna do something for you,” she said quietly.

I raised an eyebrow. “Oh?” She slid off my lap slowly, her bare skin brushing down my thigh until her knees hit the carpet. Her hands moved to the waistband of my pants without hesitation.

I leaned back and let her. She unbuttoned me with deliberate slowness, unzipped, then tugged my boxers down just enough. My cock sprang free: Hard, pulsing, already wet at the tip.

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She inhaled softly. Then, with both hands on my thighs, she leaned in. Her tongue came first, hot and smooth. Just a flick at the head. Then another. Then a full circle. She kept her eyes up, waiting. Testing.

I gave a small nod. “Go on. Show me how sorry you are.”

She opened her mouth and sank down. Slow, controlled. All the way to the base.

I felt her lips tighten, felt the warmth surround me. Her tongue moved just right underneath, teasing the most sensitive spot as she pulled back, then pushed down again, deeper.

I exhaled slowly. She was focused now, head bobbing in rhythm, saliva already running from her lips, coating my shaft in slick heat. Her hands stayed firm on my thighs, but I could feel the tension in her grip.

“Just like that,” I said low. “Take all of it.”

She moaned around me. The sound vibrated down my cock. I rested one hand on the back of her head, guiding her a little deeper each time. She didn’t gag. She adjusted. Controlled. She wanted this.

Her mouth worked me over like she knew exactly how far she could push, then pulled back just enough to let me feel the edge. She licked the tip, then sucked it in hard, then went back down in one long, slow stroke.

Her ass was still high behind her: Red, bare, obedient.

I looked down and saw her eyes locked on me. No shame. Just hunger.

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“Faster,” I said.

She obeyed.

Her head moved quick now. Every time she pulled back, her tongue twisted under the head. Every time she took me deep, she let her throat open just enough.

Pressure built. My thighs tightened. I wrapped my fingers in her hair. “Don’t stop.” She didn’t. She doubled down, deeper, harder, smoother. I groaned, low and raw, as I got closer.

“Almost there,” I warned. She looked up. Didn’t blink. Then she pulled me in one last time. Deep.

I came with a grunt, holding her head down. She took it all. Every drop.

She kept her lips around me, sucking gently until I was completely spent. Then she let me slide free with a soft pop and licked the tip clean.

Her breath was unsteady, her lips wet and swollen. She rested her cheek on my thigh like she belonged there.

“Am I a good girl now?” she whispered. I brushed her hair off her face, still feeling the aftershocks in my legs.

“For now,” I said. But the way she looked up at me, mouth ready, eyes wide, bottom still glowing—I knew she’d give me a reason to test her again soon.