Terri was as helpless and vulnerable as she was naked and beautiful. Her raven hair hung down over her eyes, hiding the fear and masking her excitement. She was a feast to my eyes. I caressed her skin with a gentle hand, savoring the moment with heightened expectation. She quivered with anticipation in my delay. Terri was exquisite to look at. Her naked body was taut, firm and utterly desirable.
I slowly raised my hand and brought it down softly on her beautiful buttocks with a gentle spank. I stroked her bottom and massaged her supple skin, enjoying the magnificent feel of her gorgeous body. I again raised my hand, only this time I brought it down in full sweeping arch that landed on her buttocks with a sharp crack. I watched as the red outline of my hand appeared like a tattoo on her naked bottom.
Terri gasped in response to the sharp sting of the blow. The lingering feeling of the spank was stimulating every nerve in her body. The contrast of pain and pleasure was both confusing and intriguing. She struggled with the feelings as my hand came down again on her soft flesh. She responded with a muffled cry, reacting to the sensation. I massaged her stinging bottom with soft gentle strokes letting the pain ebb like the retreating wave on a deserted beach.
Sexual spanking is an art. Pain and pleasure closely related. Terri felt a mixture of helplessness and stimulation that she had never experienced before. Her body was awake, with desire. I probed and massaged her moist vagina with my free hand, multiplying the pleasure and causing her to moan with delight.
Again my hand came down. The pain of the spank contrasting with the pleasure of my manipulations. Twice more, until her bottom was burning with sensation. The passion built up inside her, as I probed deep with skillful fingers. It was almost more than she could bear, my manipulations bringing her to the brink of glorious orgasm. With my other hand I massaged her tortured buttocks. Soft kisses cooled and tempered the sting of the spanking. Her bottom glowed red from the treatment. She groaned and squirmed in response to my expert touch. The pleasure of the sensation made her forget the sting of my hand. I manipulated my fingers deep inside her and brought her again to the height of sexual pleasure.
Before Terri could recover I brought my hand down sharply on her left cheek and quickly again on her right. She stifled a cry. Every nerve in her body was aroused; every fiber of her desire was heightened. Her body quivered with the feeling. Her bottom was on fire, only serving to intensify her sexual passion.
Again I probed inside her, contributing to the frenzy of her feelings with my skillful fingers. She released herself to the sensation. The sting of the spankings heightened the pleasure of my touch. I thrust my fingers in deeper, matching her excitement. I concentrated on her pleasure and could feel her body tense. Her gyrations and moans of pleasure a testament to my actions.
I removed my fingers and began to massage her stinging bottom. Her body responded to my kneading and she began to move her hips in response to my actions. She knew what was about to come and tightened her muscles in preparation. I patted her buttocks with a series of soft slaps, manipulating her softness with my fingers. I rested my hand on her roundness, slowly squeezing her bottom and enjoying the pleasure of her skin. Terri relaxed her body and began moving to my touch. I withdrew my hand and brought it down hard on her bottom. She gasped in response. Twice more I spanked her. Her sexual excitement, increasing with each blow.
Again and again my hand fell. Terri's buttocks glowed red but she was lost to the feeling, her entire body gyrating in response to the spankings. Just as the pain built to almost unbearable proportions, I bent over and began to kiss her burning bottom; my tongue caressed her tortured flesh, cooling the sting of the spanking. Terri gyrated her buttocks in response. I continued to kiss her tortured flesh, increasing her pleasure and contributing to her desire. I probed deep into her vagina with my tongue. The feeling of pleasure a sharp contrast to the sting of the spanking. She gave herself to the pleasure of my kisses. Her moans were a tribute to the intensity of her feelings.
Terri's bottom still stung, but the sting only contributed to her passion. Her pleasure mounted as I continued to probe inside her. Her body was alive with sexual energy and she needed to release it. She reached over a grabbed my erection. I felt a surge of sexual intensity at her touch. Her fingers magnified the excitement that had built up inside of me. Terri ran her hand over the length of my shaft. My body responded to the feeling and caused me to moan with anticipation.
She bent down and engulfed my cock with her mouth. Her breath was hot and magnified the intensity of my pleasure. Her lips moved up and down on my cock. Her tongue massaged me into a frenzy of passion. She held my balls gently with her other hand and slowly kneaded them with her fingers. She used her fingernails to tease the underside of my buttocks. I surrendered to the feeling as she made my erection the focus of her passion.