Erotica: Mr. Dark and Penetrating, Conclusion

Read part one and two here.

Without any further warning I was yanked hard across his lap. I landed with a thump, my hand reaching out to support me in the cab of the spacious truck. He yanked my tight dress up exposing my curvaceous cheeks. The underwear I had on barely covered anything as I hadn’t wanted panty lines in the super tight dress.

I didn’t know what I expected the pain to feel like but as soon as he began spanking me, I knew I didn’t want him to stop. He reached up to grip the bulk of my hair in one hand and started delivering slap after slap, alternating cheeks and sometimes hitting my ass square in the middle. I felt on cloud nine and it had nothing to do with the lingering effects of alcohol. The spankings sent a vibration to my core. Much to my surprise, I began to feel a tension and wetness building in my pussy. I had ever felt anything like this in my entire life!

“Do you like that you little slut.” He said as he punished my ass with the palm of his hand.

“Yes!” I murmured but my brain was barely able to focus on his voice. I was so turned on! I started pushing my pelvis against his lap. It would do little to relieve the building pressure in my pussy, but I had to do something!

“Is your little cunt getting wet? Are you trying to masturbate on my lap?” I could tell he was smiling as he said this, but I was too embarrassed to admit to the truth. I couldn’t believe he was calling me out o my arousal. There were so many thoughts flying through my head.

“Spread your legs,” he said with not hint of laughter.

I did as I was told and spread my legs slightly, hoping he would not be bale to see the wetness in the dark cab or smell the arousal on me. All at once he delivered a quick, hard smack to my pussy. I nearly came undone. It wasn’t enough to send me over the edge but I was so close and it was ever so frustrating! I let out an angry groan to express my feelings on the subject.

“Oh, are we being greedy now, little girl? I think you’ve had enough for tonight. Time to get you home.”

He yanked the skirt of my dress back down and with a final pat to my ass, he hauled be back off of his lap and into the passenger seat next to him. I could barely contain my surprise.

“Don’t you worry little girl, there will be plenty more where that came from.” And with a wink, he started the truck, turned on the radio, and we were off.