Chapter 13: Spank Me, Dadddy!

Continued from chapter 12:

Just before Hugh can reach his peak, I let his diamond-hard cock slip from my mouth. I look up at him with a grin, then deliver a crisp spank to his sensitive shaft. He yelps—a sound of surprise and pleasure mingled together. I coat my finger with saliva, drawing it into my mouth seductively before I devour his length again. This time, I breach him, my finger penetrating his ass gently as I suck him across the finish line.

I'm weeping with hot erotic ache, my body responding to Gianna's relentless paddle strikes, my bottom burning as she continues her punishment.

The combination of sensations proves too much for Hugh. The spank to his sensitive cock combined with the sudden penetration sends him hurtling over the edge.

"FUCK! Ero!" he roars, his body seizing as his orgasm crashes through him.

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Thick ropes of cum shoot from his pulsing cock, painting my tongue and the back of my throat. I swallow rapidly, trying to keep up with his release. Through it all, Gianna maintains her relentless pace, the sharp cracks of the paddle echoing obscenely in the room. Tears stream down my face from the intense mix of pain and pleasure. Drool escapes the corners of my stretched lips as I work to milk every last drop from Hugh's spasming member.

This is new for me. I gag and choke, my throat bobbing as I try to consume everything he gives me. I hum around his penis, laughing through my tears about what I've just made him do, about the power of bringing him to this edge. Gianna paddles me, making sure I don't spill a drop, her strikes still purposeful and controlled.

Hugh collapses back against the wall, boneless and trembling in the aftermath of his intense climax. He looks down at me with a dazed, adoring expression as I valiantly work to swallow every drop of his release.

"Eros, that was incredible," he pants, his voice hoarse from his cries of pleasure. "The way you took me apart with that wicked mouth and clever fingers, like the naughty minx you are."

He chuckles weakly, reaching down to stroke my cheek almost reverently.

Gianna slows her assault with the paddle, the strikes becoming gentler, almost soothing as she admires my debauched state.

"Such a good boy," she praises warmly, setting the implement aside.

She moves to crouch beside me, her eyes glittering with satisfaction.

"I'm a mess," I say, laughing.

Gianna grins wickedly. She removes her skirt in one fluid motion, then lies on her back on the bed, looking up at me seductively.

"You're going to fuck me now, husband," she says, her voice low and commanding. "Fuck me like you've never fucked me before."

She pauses, letting the anticipation build.

"And Hugh," she continues, turning her gaze to him, "why don't you paddle Ero while he does it? And if you happen to rise to the occasion while you paddle him—why don't you fuck Ero while he fucks me? We'll make a sandwich with him in the middle."

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I crawl toward my sexy wife, gently pulling down her panties. I position my hardness at her lips, feeling the heat radiating from her core. Hugh takes a deep breath and picks up the paddle again, gently tapping it against my punished bottom. The anticipation is exquisite.

Hugh's eyes widen at Gianna's scandalous suggestion, a thrill of excitement shooting through him. He grips the paddle tighter, his renewed arousal evident as his cock begins to stir once again.

"A delicious proposition indeed," he purrs, his voice low and hungry. "Paddling Eros as he takes you, feeling his body respond to each strike. And then joining you both in a sensual sandwich. Oh, I like the way you think, my dear."

He positions himself behind me, one hand gripping my hip possessively while the other brings the paddle down with a resounding THWACK against my already tender bottom.

"Count them out for me, Eros," Hugh commands, his hips rolling forward to grind his hardening length against the cleft of my ass.

The smack of the paddle pushes me into Gianna and we both scream with pleasure.

"One! Thank you, Daddy!" I shout, smiling mischievously over my shoulder at Hugh.

Gianna moans wantonly as I surge forward, filling her in one smooth thrust. Her legs wrap around my waist, heels digging into my back as she pulls me deeper.

"Yes, just like that," she hisses, her nails raking down my spine. "Fuck me hard, Eros. Show me how much you love me."

Hugh grins at my playful address, spanking me again with a bit more force.

"Two! Good boy," he growls approvingly, his free hand sliding around to palm my balls, rolling them in his fingers. "Keep going, baby. Fuck your wife like you mean it. Let me hear those pretty noises."

"Two! Spank me, Daddy!" I shout again, and we fall into a rhythm.

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I make love to Gianna with increasing intensity, Hugh paddling my bottom with each thrust, driving me deeper into her. The room fills with a symphony of erotic sounds—the slap of skin on skin as I move within her, her breathy moans and cries of pleasure, the sharp cracks of the paddle against my reddening bottom, and Hugh's low, appreciative groans.

"Three! Four!" he counts out, alternating between spanks and kneading handfuls of my tender flesh.

As the paddle falls again, Hugh lines himself up. The blunt head of his cock nudges insistently at my entrance, and I feel my body tense with anticipation.

"Ready for me, Eros?" he asks, his voice rough with desire.

To be continued in chapter 14...