Dreaming about bare ass spanking, but not by just anyone…
It’s not something I think about all of the time but I can feel it coming on. Sometimes I just can’t help it, I try to use fetish phone sex to curb my appetite. I’ll be in the coffee shop, being handed my tall vanilla latte on my way to class. I’ll catch sight of a man at the table near the register. I don’t notice his face at all or how he is dressed because I do not care. My eyes will immediately focus on his hands as he lifts a cup to his lips. They look strong but soft. It’s my dirtiest fantasy of getting a bare ass spanking from a total stranger.
I know exactly how they would feel held in my hand or caressing my cheek. But that’s not what I’m thinking about on my way out the shop door. That’s what is getting me so wet I can barely turn the corner to complete my walk to class.
Today all I can think of is his hands on my ass.
Those hands of his, lifting my skirt and teasing my left asscheek and then my right. As he’s squeezing and rubbing smoothly over the fabric of my silky panties till I’m begging him. Begging this total stranger, to slip my underwear down and give me just what I need. I need those panties off of me, right now.
Bent over the edge of his bed, my face down and my ass up for him. “Please,” I whisper and he is all too happy to oblige. His open palm falls to my right asscheek with one of the loudest slaps I’ve ever heard. It’s music to my ears. Before I can catch my breath he firmly spanks the left, his hand trailing down my flank, teasing my thighs before another glorious slap hits my right asscheek.
Harder, please!
He alternates, the bare ass spanking and soothing. I’m so out of my mind with satisfaction. I can feel how wet my pussy is, how it quivers at his touch. I want more but I just don’t know what. Just when I’m about to beg for his cock I feel it, his velvety wet tongue stroking my ass gently. His tongue makes me moan so loudly I think my ears will ring after.
I finally feel those perfect hands spread my reddened ass cheeks wide open. I know it’s coming but it’s still a shock when his tongue presses inside me. The hot wetness of it stroking my wet tight pussy before pressing firm into my willing ass hole. Feeling the wet, warm heat of his tongue drives me wild. His perfect hands that created the pain I craved holding my ass apart. All of the sensations were bring me closer to the edge. And then I’m cumming, just like that, his fingers digging into my sore asscheeks, riding his tongue as hard as I can.
Be my coffee shop stranger, you won’t believe what I’d do for you!
