Paddle Bottom

I can tell from the moment she walks through the door that she’s in a mood to play. Her whole look speaks volumes. Her thin, toned legs peak through the bottom of one of my dress shirts. One of her favorites. Dark, navy blue with long sleeve. She’s rolled the sleeves up to her elbow for the sheer purpose of being cute.

The collar’s open several buttons down her chest, so much so that I get a good glimpse of skin. I watch her walk across the bedroom as she fiddles with her hair, brushing it back just off of her shoulder.

I cough as she catches me watching and quickly glance down at my laptop. My fingers dance furiously across the keys and my chest pounds a little. I can feel her eyes on me, watching.

I love this game.

Cat and mouse.

But who is which? Right now I feel like the mouse that nibbled at the cheese.

I feel the bed dip as she slides onto the bed. I stare defiantly at my laptop, hands whisking across the keyboard as I focus all my attention on resisting the urge to see what she’s doing. Focus on anything else.

My eyes zero in on a smudge on the flat screen monitor. I squint and lean forward as I feel her behind me. Her breath is on my ear. Driving me insane.

She chuckles lightly and squeals just behind my ear as she slides her arms around my shoulders. I sigh. I can feel her bare breasts on my back, mashed against my skin through the thin T-shirt I’m wearing. She giggles again, rubbing her nose against the back of my ear, as she slides her breasts up and down my back.

I take a deep breath.

She’s not playing fair. Not at all. How’s a man supposed to resist such an open attack? How’s a man supposed to maintain cool control in the coal furnace?

I feel her moving behind me and her fingers curl through my hair, brushing up my thick bush in the back to blow on my neck. Then, as if by magic, her legs appear in my lap. Wrapping around my waist like a viper’s coil, she slides her silky calves over my thighs and bumps my laptop.

With another sigh, this one deeper, I push the laptop off to the side and let her do her dance. There’s no possible way she’s going to let me continue ignoring her. This is just something I have to weather.

Her lip trails around the base of my ear as her fingers run down my back. I feel a sudden jolt on the bed behind me and realize she’s leaned back against the pillows against the headboard, giving her legs better leverage to wind around my sides.

Her fingers continue their trek downward, raking my back. Making me squirm a little under her expert touch.

She knows exactly what she’s doing. She’s pushing all my buttons. Treading on thin ice. Because she’s about to get the bull by the horns if she’s not careful. Her heel brushes against my groin and my cock jumps at it, like a snake striking from the grass.

I can feel her fingers bunch just below my tailbone, and then I hear her gasp. Short, heavy breaths escape her lips. Rapid movements of her fingers whisper against my buttocks, just enough to let me know what she’s doing.

A soft moan echoes her fingers and that quickly I’m almost at the limit of my control.

Closing my eyes I take a deep breath in. Her scent is everywhere. It fills my nostrils, short circuiting my brain. My hands rest idly upon her ankles and I slowly stroke my thumb across her skin. She moans again, harder.

Her knuckles bump frantically against my behind. I can almost hear her palm smacking her skin. She’s in a feverish frenzy.

My fingers tighten around her ankle and she’s clawing at my back. Her fingernails almost draw blood through my shirt. Her legs clamp down on my stomach with a vice grip. I let her ride it out. Rubbing my thumb idly back and forth across her ankle like I’m scrolling a mouse.

She sighs and I feel the bed move with her. She hugs me from behind and bends her legs tightly around me, like she’s hugging me from head to toe. I take in a deep breath, smelling her hair. She sighs again as she rests the side of her cheek against my neck and I flex my fingers, biding my time.

She’s played a very dangerous game just now, and she’s about to watch the mouse become the cat. And she’s the catnip.

She crawls slowly out from behind me and along the bed, smiling as she effects me with a jungle kitten pose. Her manner is still playful as she leans over and kisses me. I let her think she’s still in control as she slides down onto her rump sideways and twists her head so that our lips make a perfect mate.

She hums into my mouth and I can’t resist the urge to smile. Does she realize yet how quickly the tides will change? Does she suspect the raging beast simmering beneath my calm exterior?

I feel her hand slide down my leg and I growl.

It’s the first sign that things are not as they appear. She halts suddenly as she moves away just enough, to look into my eyes. And there, for the first time, she sees him. The beast taking up residence inside of me. He howls from inside me and it comes out as a deep chuckle.

Before she has a chance to move my fingers have tightened around her hair, pulling her down and off balance. Her whole body crashing across my knee as I pull the rug out from under her. She squirms, pushing her hands into my leg and the mattress as she tries to get her bearings again.

Her ass is in the air, like a bullseye waiting to take a hit. My shirt has slid forward along her back and with one loud, deaf-defying crack, I smack my hand square across her right cheek.

“Oh my GOD.” She screams as her body gives way into my lap. My shirt is still wide open and her breasts mash against my leg. I use the leverage and my hold on her neck to keep her there, while my free hand cracks down on her other cheek.

“OH!” There’s no mistaking the deep melody in her tone. She’s hot. And wet. My fingers slide down her rear, spreading her thighs, and I slide one fat finger all the way inside of her. I think I can hear her crying, sobbing, as she cums all over my finger. I twist my finger around and flex it, catching her g-spot unaware and she cums again.

Her nails tear into my hairy leg as she explodes again.

Popping my finger free of her without a word’s warning, I smack her right cheek again. Its red with my handprint and she is on the verge of begging me. I can hear the words under her breath.

How many nights has she lain awake dreaming of this? How many times has she caught herself saying, “He’d never do that.”?

Somewhere inside me he growls again and her left cheek rips the air with a loud crack again. She’s so wet I can literally taste it. Her thighs are dripping with it.

Taking her by the hair I drag her off of my lap and lay her out across the bed on her stomach. I quickly slide my pajama bottoms down and slide out of them. I toss the shirt across the room just as quickly and climb onto the bed behind her. She turns to look over her shoulder and I bark at her. “Face down.”

I drive the point home with another well placed hand across her bottom. Its burning red by now. I can feel the heat on my skin. She moans and pushes her ass back against me.

My fingers dig into her cheeks, gripping them as I slide my cock up against her lips. I know she can feel it. She’s making soft, pleading sounds into the bedsheets.

But I’m cruel at this point. Now its my turn to tease.

I push my cock against her lips and she howls like a wounded animal. She begs and pleads for me to put it in, but I just laugh. I smack her ass again and she whimpers.

She’s rubbing her ass back against me, trying to pull me in, and I tighten my hold on her bottom. She moans again as I let the head slide past her lips, sighing quietly as her lips envelope me. She’s like molten honey as I slide a little more of myself inside of her.

I growl again as my fingers leave white stripes in her reddened skin, pulling her cheeks apart. Tilting my hips so that I’m leaning somewhat forward, I fill her up suddenly with one long, hard stroke and she explodes immediately.

But I’m not finished with her. This was just to take the edge off. I want something else.

I suddenly pull out of her and she makes a harsh “uh” sound as if all the air had been sucked out of her. I flip her over onto her back and stop for a moment to look at the disheveled look in her eyes. Her hair that she’d been so playful with earlier is matted against her cheek and chaotically disarrayed.

I waste no time in pulling my shirt off of her. Then I climb onto her, straddling her face. I lean forward just enough to slide a finger inside her pussy. She moans as my cock, hard as steel, brushes her cheek. I don’t need to tell her what I want. She knows.

I slide my thumb along her clit as my finger curls inside her, rubbing her g-spot again, like before. Her fingers curl around my shaft as she slides her mouth over my head. I brace my knees on both sides of her head and start moving my hips, fucking her mouth like a hot, wet pussy. My fingers work her juicy cunt and she moans around my cock.

“Yeah, that’s it.” I growl. “Take it. Just like that.” I coax her pretty little mouth to relax and take my deep strokes and she finally does as she’s told. Her hands slide up the back of my legs and over my ass, pulling me into her mouth.

She’s completely into it now. I know it won’t be long before I empty myself inside of her. This just feels too good. Her tongue traces every last inch of my cock with each pass in and out of her mouth. We’re both grunting and growling like a pair of wild animals.

I slide my finger out of her and rub it all over her clit, making her cum yet again. Her fingers tighten around my ass as she pulls me deep into her mouth, burying me balls deep as she sucks madly at my cock. I know she can’t stand it anymore. She wants it. She needs it.

Taking her hips in my hands, I flip us both over so that I’m now lying on my back. And everything seems to happen almost at once. Perhaps without meaning to, simply out of exhaustion, she lays all of her weight into her hips and her pussy crashes against my mouth. I moan as my tongue attacks her clit, savoring the hot taste of her as she cums all over my tongue.

I can feel her moaning as she kisses and sucks my cock, quivering out of control. And then she takes me entirely into her mouth. Wet. Sloppy. I can hear her lips smacking. And I can’t hold back anymore. My hips lift up off of the bed as I empty my seed into her mouth. My hands clasp her bottom, pulling her down onto my mouth as she continues to cum all over my tongue. She noisily sucks and swallows every trace of my cum, lapping it up greedily.

Lying there like there’s nowhere else we want to be, she continues kissing and sucking my cock while I trail my tongue all over her clit, humming at the light little tremors in her hips as she reacts. The greatest kind of afterglow.

Although, I wonder if she’s learned her lesson, chuckling to myself? Perhaps. Until the next tease. The next game. When her bottom will need another good paddling. But I think I can manage that.

Don’t you?