He savagely pounded my ass. He gazed down at his big cock splitting me. We were covered in sweat, and our thighs stuck when they met.
Soon he reached the point of no return and blasted his seed into me. I felt his cock throb as one powerful burst after another filled me.
After a time he slid his softening cock from my ass and staggered against the bench to support himself “I guess the next time you tell me to come over, I won’t hesitate at all!”
“That’s a girl.” He pulled me close and gave me a luscious kiss.
Part 3 Well, the next week was one of those weeks from hell when nothing ever seems to go right, and I was so glad to see the weekend approach. On Friday afternoon, my girlfriend Kara, asked if I’d go to Harry’s with her and the gang. I really wanted to go, and hadn’t heard from Eric in days, so thinking it wouldn’t really matter whether I went or not, I did.
She picked me up at 7:30 and we had a blast! The only problem was she ran into her ex and they got all lovey dovey and disappeared. The next thing I knew it was quitting time. I walked out with the last of the crowd as everyone else got into their cars and left, and I suddenly remembered I hadn’t driven my car. Damn it! How many drinks did I have anyway? I don’t know, only now I’m in a deserted parking lot all by myself, not knowing what to do next.
So, I called the one person I knew I could count on. “Hey, Eric. Could you get me? I’m stranded over here with no car and no way back to town.”
“Where are you?” I told him, and heard a faint cussing and he said, “Well, stay right where you are and I’ll be right there.” Of course, I knew he would come. He always comes to my aid when I call.
I was sitting on the ground when his headlights pulled into the parking lot. I used the bush I was leaning against to pull myself up when he got out of the car, and walked around to me. He did NOT look happy. “Ok, what happened?” I told him about Kara and forgetting the time, and suddenly being caught with no way back to town.
He just looked at me and I swear, he has this patient, exasperating look on his face. “Pull down your jeans.”
“What?!?”
“Take off your jeans.” Well, I was in no position to argue, and had to kick off my shoes and then pulled down my jeans, kicking them off my feet with great difficulty since I was kinda staggering around and trying to keep my balance. While I was doing all this, he was breaking off a switch from the bush, and soon I was standing there in just my sweater and underpants.
“Turn around and lean over the car.” I wordlessly turned and laid across the car. Suddenly, he started switching the backs of my legs and thighs. Ouch! This really hurt! “Hey, enough!” I was sobbing and protesting at the same time. Only he didn’t quit when I wanted to, but continued til he thought I’d had enough. Then he opened the car door, tossed in my shoes and jeans and gruffly said, “Get in.”
I got in and sat there sobbing as he drove the five miles back to town. He was headed for my house, but just two blocks before getting there, he pulled over and said, “Take off your sweater.”
“But I don’t have a bra or anything on.”
“I said, Take off your sweater.” I did so, and let it fall on the floor on my pile of clothes lying there. “Now, get out and walk the rest of the way.”
“You gotta be kidding.” But the look on his face told me he was NOT kidding, and so there was nothing else for me to do, but get out and walk the two blocks to my place. In the dark. With nothing on but my white lace panties. And damn it, it was chilly out!
I finally walked up to my house, his car was parked behind mine in the driveway, and I let myself in the house, not knowing what to expect. He was sitting up in my bed watching TV. “Take a shower.” I wordlessly did just that, and dried off, pulled my long hair behind my head in a bun. By now, I was completely sober.
He clicked off the TV and patted the bed next to his right side. I walked around and sat next to him. He was holding a paddle with holes in it. “Cathie, I just don’t know what to do with you. I care more about you than you do. It’s clear that you can’t make sound decisions about your life…” I just quietly looked at him.
“Lie across my lap.” I did so, worrying about what was going to happen next. “When is your lease up?”
“The end of this month.” He then started smacking my ass with that paddle. He gave me ten good hard swats. Then he said, “Tomorrow, we’re going to pack up your things and you’re going to come stay with me for awhile.” Well, I was in no position to protest, still lying across his lap with a throbbing hot ass. “Yes, sir.” Then he gave me another ten swats.
“You’re going to pay me rent and half the utilities, and buy half the groceries. You’re going to ask permission before going anywhere, and you’re going to learn how to stop this destructive behavior and please ME.”
“Yes, sir.” He gave me another ten swats, and then soon it stopped. He turned off the light, rolled me over to his left side, and pulled me close in his arms. He gave me a luscious kiss and I whispered, “Thank you, sir.”
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