My wife needs a spanking

He nods to himself, “Yeah. I’m not over you laughing at my dick. Move so I can get out of the way.”

He lumbers up off the couch. He has to grab my wife’s shoulder to keep his balance.

While they’re getting set, Phoebe whispers in my ear, “I’m going to suck your fat cock. Let me know if you’re close to coming, so I can stop. I want the first time you come to be when you’re deep inside my pussy.”

Oh god. There’s no way I’m going to last that long. My cock is already throbbing from watching my wife’s suck my friend’s huge dick. Phoebe slips off my lap and nears between my legs. She grabs my cock, opens her mouth and slaps it against her flat tongue.

If she keeps my attention with acts like that, I’m going to have a tough time seeing how Joey punishes my wife. Her dark eyes look up at me as she licks up the length of my cock, then swirls her tongue around my tip. Her tongue flicks quickly, pattering my tip with quick little licks. She smiles seeing my reaction to this.

“Damn Phoebe you know how to use your tongue,” I groan.

“It’s my trick to saving my jaw. No way I’d be able to open my mouth wide enough to suck this dick for long,” Phoebe says. Her tongue rims around the edge of my mushroom head. Oh shit. I’m not going to complain that she’s not sucking. Treat my cock like a melting popsicle.

The couch cushion shifts. My wife kneels on the cushion, and rests her elbows and chest on the back of the couch. Her transparent body suit barely contains her soft curves. It ends with a thong between her legs, exposing her big white ass cheeks.

Joey stands behind her, rubbing his hands together to warm them. “How many spanks do you deserve? How about one for every inch of my cock that you laughed at?”

Monica nervously looks at me and says, “That’s a lot of hits.”

Phoebe pauses her expert cock licking to say, “Make sure it’s not too loud. We don’t want to wake Rachel. That wet blanket with smother this fun night so quickly.”

Monica grabs my arm, and pulls it to her face. She puts her mouth on my forearm to keep from screaming when she is spanked. She’s being way too dramatic. This won’t hurt that bad. I used to smack her ass all the time during sex.

WHAMP!!!

Monica bites down on my forearm. Fuck!

WHAMP!!!

He alternatives each cheek he spanks, giving barely any time for my wife to recover.

WHAMP!!!

The curves of her thick body jiggle with each hit.

WHAMP!!!

Her teeth are indented into my arm.

WHAMP!!!

God, has the spanking hardened Joey’s even more than the face fucking. It doesn’t wobble or flop at all when he rears back and hit. Solid fucking steel.

WHAMP!!!

Phoebe has stopped licking to observe the ****.

WHAMP!!!

“That’s enough babe. You’re too loud.”

WHAMP!!! WHAMP!!!

Joey steps back with his hands on his hips, and admires his work. My wife’s once pale ass glows a brilliant red. Welts in the shape of hands raise off her ass in a topographical map of her punishment. She unclenches her jaw from my arm. Her bite mark is a perfectly molded into my flesh. The indents from her incisors prickle with blood.

Damn I was punished almost as much as my wife.

Monica reaches back and delicately touches her ass. She looks at Joey, “I’ve taken my punishment. Now you have to forgive me, and be extremely sweet to me the rest of the night.”

Joey grins as he decides if he wants to treat my wife sweetly, or continue being rough with her.