You can read part 1 here.
Adam drove home like a demon when his shift ended. Thoughts of the session to come with Amy filled his mind. Arriving, he parked up and dashed indoors – only to find the apartment deserted. Adam looked around and checked his messages for any news of Amy’s whereabouts. Nothing. Deflated, Adam took a beer from the fridge and flopped down on the sofa.
Just before 7pm the door opened and Amy came in with her gym bag over her shoulder.
“What’s for dinner?” she called out.
“I, er, I, I thought you were cooking,” Adam stammered.
“You know the first one home starts dinner.” Amy smiled inwardly. Adam had played right into her hands, as she knew he would. She stared at Adam, knowing she had the upper hand. “I knew you’d forget, so I already ate with Bekki. So I’m good to go.”
Adam’s ears perked up at hearing the name of Amy’s best friend, and his favourite sex fantasy.“Why were you at Bekki’s?”
“I picked up a few things for your games. Bekki’s got a bit of a kinky side, and she said we could borrow her stuff.”
Adam was shocked. “You told Bekki? What did you say?”
“Oh nothing you need worry about. We talk about everything. Surely you know that? She said she might pop by later to see how we’re making out.” Amy looked up to read Adam’s reaction. “Sounds like it could be fun,” she said.
Adam swallowed hard and tried to act nonchalant at the potential for a threesome spanking party, but Amy could see right through him. She knew the night would definitely go her way.
“Okay, well I’m going to get ready. Give me 20 minutes. You can clean up down here, then get your ass in the bedroom. Better not be late.”
Adam quickly cleaned up and then sat on the sofa, watching the clock. Not wanting to seem too keen, he flicked around the TV channels. After a half hour had passed he headed down the corridor to the bedroom. He pushed the door open and stepped inside – and stopped in his tracks.
“Hi slowcoach. I do believe you are…” Amy checked the bedside clock, “just over 10 minutes late. We can deal with that later.” Adam stood with his mouth agape. “What’s the matter Adam, don’t you like my outfit? I thought we should get into character.”
Amy did a twirl, and Adam absorbed the sight of his girlfriend’s super fit figure encased in a black leather basque, fishnet stockings, high heels and nothing else. She stood before him, hands on hips as Adam took in the delightful sight of Amy from the ground up. Heels, stocking-clad legs leading to a length of soft, smooth upper thigh. At the divide of those thighs he saw that Amy had shaved herself completely, much to his delight. The basque pushed her tits upwards and together. As she slowly turned, Adam drank in the delightful view of her buttocks, the creamy twin moons framed above by the basque and below by the stocking tops.
Amy brought him sharply out of his reverie. “Are you going to drool all over the floor, or are you going to strip and get this party started?”
Adam wrenched at his belt and tugged down his pants and underwear, stumbling as he tried to pull the pant legs over his shoes. He hopped for a moment before stumbling against the bed. His legs remained bound by his pants and his stiff dick bounced and twitched like a water diviner’s rod. He fell on the bed, face down, and Amy stepped quickly forward to deliver a volley of spanks to his bare bum.
“Oww. What was that for?” Adam cried out as he struggled out of her reach. As he tried to stand his bound feet caused him to fall. He stumbled backwards and landed heavily on his rump. Amy was on him in a second. She quickly straddled his body, facing his feet. She hooked her feet over his arms, pinning him, then sat back, forcing him to lay down. She wriggled back further so that her naked bum was positioned over his face. Adam looked up as Amy’s smoothly shaven sex and bum rapidly descending towards him, and Amy wriggled to position her pussy for his tongue.
“Make yourself useful down there, if you know what’s good for you,” Amy instructed. Adam began to probe her and lick her pussy as Amy tugged his shoes off. She then took hold of the pants that were wrapped around his legs and jack-knifed his body, bending him double with his legs tucked under her left arm. His bum was lifted clear of the ground and she had open access to his cock, balls and bum. With him well trussed she began smacking his bum hard with her open hand. Adam tried to cry out, but his attempts were muffled as Amy pressed her sex down onto his face.
“Keep working down there. I’m smacking ’til you bring me off,” ordered Amy, as she larruped Adam’s upended bum. She focused several hard smacks onto the soft flesh of his widely stretched bum cleft, and spanked him hard on his bum hole. The stinging shock waves had him writhing to escape her blows, but he was no match for Amy’s gym-toned physique, and she continued to spank his bum and thighs. The more he bucked, the harder she smacked, so he redoubled his efforts with his tongue as the only escape from the thrashing he was receiving. This was not going to plan!
As temporary respite, Amy turned her attention to his cock, which had by now deflated. As soon as her fingers touched him his shaft shot up again, like a puppy looking for a treat. Amy squeezed his shaft roughly, then did the same to his ball sac. Adam squealed as she squeezed a little too hard, and she went back to teasing his shaft. After several hard pumps he was oozing pre-cum so Amy rolled the palm of her hand over the tip, using the clear fluid as a lubricant and teasing the ultra-sensitive flesh with her palm. She felt he must be near to orgasm, so she left his cock bobbing wildly, and used her now wet finger to probe his stretched and defenceless anus. Her sticky finger pushed past the tight ring of muscle and she probed him deeply before pulling out and delivering another set of open handed smacks right on his puckered hole, once, twice, three times. As she did so, she felt her own orgasm building, and she settled back to enjoy the ride.
Beneath, Adam felt Amy tense, shudder and collapse as she reached orgasm. She released his legs and rolled off him. Both lay still for several minutes. Adam was trying to process the assault he had just received, the stinging in his tail, the tingling in his bum hole and the rawness in his cock head. He was trying to figure out how this night had been turned 180 degrees, so that he had become spankee. He was also trying to process why he seemed to like it so much. He definitely liked the feisty side of Amy. Did he enjoy the spanking? He stroked his erection, still oozing pre-cum, and reached back to gently soothe the tender skin of his bum cleft as he did so. He definitely liked the new feelings, he decided.
Amy was coming down from a delightful orgasm, the first of many she intended Adam to give her before the night was done. She turned, and spoke softly, “That’s for not cooking dinner. Now we can deal with your tardiness, before we get down to this game you wanted to play tonight.”
Adam looked over and saw the gleam in Amy’s eye. He knew he would have lots more opportunity to figure if he liked this new side of their relationship before this night was done.
To be continued …