He shoved her over the arm of the couch the second she walked in. "You knew what you were asking for, didn't you?" he growled, yanking her skirt up and her panties down in one rough pull. Her bare ass cheeks jiggled from the motion. She didn't answer fast enough. His palm cracked across her right cheek hard enough to make her yelp.
"Answer me." Another slap landed on the left, then two more in quick succession on the same spots. The sting bloomed hot and sharp.
"Yes," she gasped. "I wanted it."
"Good." He kept spanking her, steady and brutal, no warm-up. Each smack landed with a loud crack that filled the room. Her ass turned pink fast, then deep red. She squirmed but stayed in place, gripping the cushions. He paused only to spread her cheeks and spit on her asshole. One thick finger pushed inside without warning, working her open while his other hand kept delivering hard slaps to the undersides of her ass.
"Fuck, you're already clenching," he muttered. "You love this shit." He added a second finger, scissoring them, stretching her tight hole while the spanking continued on her thighs and cheeks. Her skin burned. Every new slap made her asshole tighten around his fingers.
He pulled his fingers out and wiped them on her ass. She heard his belt buckle, then his zipper. His cock slapped heavy against her sore cheeks. He rubbed the head up and down her crack, pressing but not entering yet. More slaps rained down, this time with his cock still resting there so she felt every impact.
"Beg for it in your ass," he ordered.
"Please fuck my ass," she said, voice shaking. "Spank me while you do it."
He lined up and pushed in slow at first, letting her feel every inch stretch her open. Once the head popped past her ring, he slammed the rest in deep. She cried out.
He started fucking her in long, hard strokes while his hand kept spanking whatever skin he could reachher ass, her thighs, even the side of her hip. The rhythm was brutal: thrust, slap, thrust, slap. Her asshole burned from the stretch and friction, but the pain mixed with the heat from the spanking until everything felt raw and overwhelming.
He reached under her and rubbed her clit in rough circles. "Don't you dare come yet," he warned. "Not until I say." His cock pounded her ass harder, balls slapping against her. He switched hands so the spanking never stopped, alternating cheeks, sometimes hitting the same spot over and over until she was sobbing from the intensity.
When he finally let her come, it hit like a punch. Her asshole clamped down on his cock in hard pulses. He kept fucking her straight through it, spanking her even harder now. She felt him swell and then he was coming deep in her ass, grinding in as he emptied.
He stayed buried for a long minute, breathing hard. Then he pulled out slow, watching his cum leak from her stretched hole. He gave her one last gentle slap on the ass, almost tender. "Good girl," he said. "Next time you want spanking anal stories, just ask." She stayed bent over, ass throbbing, hole sore and dripping, already wondering how soon she could get it again.
