Thomas Trent: Spanked babysitter

She had never been naked in front of a man before. Now, though, she was alone with a man for the first time with her pussy revealed. Her body was afire with powerful feelings of desire. She quivered, knowing she was facing the unknown. She instinctively felt that something was about to happen that would forever change her life. She only hoped she would be satisfied when the time came. Her cunt throbbed around the candle.

The cool air caressed her hot young body, as the dress continued to rise. Her small tits came into view. Robert stared hungrily. His cock throbbed in his pants, aching to be released. The girl's budding tits were high and firm, with small, soft pink nipples. They were creamy white against the rest of her tanned body. Her little nipples stood up and out in excitement.

Vicki's dress at last reached her chin. She stood there before the lust-filled man, her young body exposed. She trembled under his gaze, partly in shame and partly in desire. She could not stand still. Her legs kept shuffling back and forth. Her ass shook from side to side. As she looked at the man, she gave a sharp intake of breath. There was a lump in the front of his pants that she hadn't noticed before. Shyly, she averted her gaze.

As if drawn by a magnet, her gaze returned to the man's cock. She wondered what his prick looked like close up. She looked at the man in a new light. Imagining him in the positions she had seen, she looked him up and down.

Robert was in his early thirties. His sandy hair was cut short, above his ears, and combed to the side. His bright brown eyes cut through her, filling her with feelings she had never before experienced. Somehow, he reminded her of a rugged outdoors-man, though she couldn't guess why. He was lean, and the girl wondered what his body felt like. She was confused, wanting to do something with him, but not knowing what or how. Her body was fire. She whimpered.

As Robert hungrily looked at the young girl standing in front of him with her dress pulled high, his cock pulsed hard. His eyes couldn't be still, constantly roving up and down. He took in her smooth, almost hairless body from top to bottom, and from bottom to top. Her whole body was lightly tanned except the white patches of her tits and the triangular area around her pussy. He imagined her ass was white as well. The girl's satiny smooth body looked so soft and warm. He had to have her!

"All right, Vicki. Let down your dress. I want you to turn around and raise the back of your dress," he told her.

Her face blushing again, she meekly replied, "Okay, Robert. If you say so." She dropped her dress in front and turned around. Ready to let the man look at her ass, she began pulling up her dress.

The dress rose higher, and Robert's eyes began bulging in lust. He stared at the fine flesh of her slender legs, wanting to fall on his knees and kiss them, feel them, massage them. He could hardly restrain himself as the bottom of her asscheeks came into view. The flesh was smooth, flowing in one continuous line from her tanned legs to her soft white cheeks. Her ass was fine looking, barely rounded out from the rest of her slim body. The cheeks of her ass looked firm and silky smooth. The darker crack in between them beckoned invitingly to him. As the dress reached the top of her asscheeks, he told her to stop.

He looked between her legs and saw the tip of the candle still sticking out of her cunt. The darkness between her legs looked damn good to him. His voice catching in his throat, he commanded, "Bend over and spread your asscheeks apart. I want to see your asshole."

With this, the girl rebelled. "What? N-no, I-I can't do that!" She began to turn around, not knowing what she wanted to do.

His lust uncontrollable, the man rushed her. "Goddamn, did you hear me? I'm gonna have to teach you to do as you're told. You're gonna be punished." He grabbed her.

Vicki saw him coming, but it was too late. She tried to dodge, but felt his arms go around her waist in a bear hug. She was hauled to the couch, wriggling in her attempts to get free. There, she felt herself thrown face down and pinned to the couch, unable to get up. As the man sat down, the girl felt herself forcibly thrown across his knees. She felt a cool draft against the hot flesh of her ass once again as her dress was thrown up onto her back. She struggled in his lap, but there was nothing she could do. Her ass was his to do with as he pleased.

Vicki's whole body was jolted as Parker's hand slapped hard against her ass. She cried out, "Oh! Stop! Oh, what are you doing? Ouch! Stop it!" She tried to escape, but the blows began raining down.

Pain shot through her body, from her sensitive ass, to her toes, to her brain. With each smack, she uncontrollably jerked in the man's lap. Her legs kicked out in involuntary reflex. Crying out, she moaned with the pain as each blow landed on her tender ass. She gripped the man's leg and squeezed hard as her mind was taken over by the pain.

"Ohhh, p-p-please, ooohh, it hurts! Owww – oh – oh – please, stop!" she pleaded. Her brain swam with the excruciating pain.

Parker was enjoying himself. He tremendously enjoyed showing his girls who was boss. Every now and then, he liked spanking a girl's ass until it turned bright red. Feeling a girl wriggling in his lap while he spanked her always made his cock throb, like it was doing now. He especially enjoyed spanking a young one like Vicki. His cock felt like it was engorged to the bursting point as the pain-crazed girl convulsed in his lap. With each blow, the girl kicked and her soft belly slid over his cock. The man could hardly stand it. He smacked her soft, quivering ass flesh again and again.

Vicki's ass repeatedly cringed under the falling blows. Gradually, it seemed to her that she was not getting hit as hard as before. But the sound of the smacks was just as loud, and each swat still landed with bone-jarring force. Slowly, it dawned on her that the blows were not getting softer; her ass was getting numbed by the pain. Still, she cried, sobbing and moaning for him to stop. It was more than she could bear. Her parents had not spanked her in years.

As the pain lessened, the girl felt the hard bulge under her belly. She had forgotten about it in her previous anxiety. Now she could feel it rubbing along her flesh each time she jerked from a swat. She realized that the man was filled with lust, maybe as much as she was. Still, she cried in pain, unable to control herself.

Gradually, she became aware that her pussy was sending messages of lust to her brain. The candle was still inside her cunt, and she had unknowingly been massaging it into her fuck hole each time she jerked on the man's lap.

She jerked in his lap as the blows kept slamming her ass. The candle pressed into her cunt, while the man's cock pressed against her belly.

Her pussy was now creaming its hot juice all over the place. It dripped out of her cunt and onto the man's pants leg. It seeped out from around the candle in a never-ending drip of slippery cream. Her head lifted from its hanging position as she threw it back in pleasure. The good emanations from her cunt began building in intensity. Her clit buzzed, sliding on the man's pants leg. The candle was tightly squeezed in her cunt. Now her moans of pain began turning to moans of pleasure. She began twitching, this time feeling extreme lust instead of pain.

Robert, noticing the change he had expected, began spanking her harder and faster. He made sure she slid over his stiff cock with each slap, and he raised his leg to rub his prick against her cunt.

"Rub your pussy, honey. Fuck your cunt with the candle," he whispered.

With only the slightest hesitation, Vicki grabbed the candle and she began pushing it in and out of her swollen cunt. Involuntary moans escaped her lips as the pleasure immediately doubled. She pulled the candle almost all the way out of her tight cunt, then drove it back inside to the hilt. The candle slid effortlessly.