The Kissing Cloud Series
The first part of Hanna’s story
Pure smut. Soaring from her first hard spanking, Hanna begs for more as Jack fully claims her as his.
Includes M/F, D/s, Pussy Spanking, Rough Sex, Begging, Cream Pie, Forced Orgasm in Public
Jack marveled at the heat and wetness between Hanna’s legs. He hadn’t planned to go as hard or as long as he did. Then again, he hadn’t expected her to moan and beg like that either, or to end up so completely soaked. His cock ached under the fly of his jeans, straining against the fabric. His mind wanted to draw out the teasing a little longer, but his body wouldn’t let him.
“Does this pussy need to be filled, little girl?” Jack asked, patting her mound with a firm hand.
“Mmm, yes, Sir!”
“Maybe it needs spanked, too?”
Jack gave her a light swat between the legs, Hanna moaning and lurching forward against the arm of the couch.
“If you want, Sir.” She murmured.
“If I want. Mmm, I love hearing that. Do you think your pussy needs a spanking?”
“Yes, Sir.”
Making sure to increase the intensity gradually, Jack began giving her pussy the same treatment he had her ass just a few minutes earlier. With each slap, he swore her wetness grew right along with her moans.
“Have you been thinking about having my hard cock in this tight little cunt again, Hanna?”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Yes, Sir! I couldn’t help it!”
“Such a good, dirty slut. I bet you had your fingers in this hungry pussy every chance you got, didn’t you?”
Jack’s slaps grew harder.
“Yes, Sir!”
Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
“Beg me to spank it, slut! I know you’re loving it, you’re fucking soaked, but I wanna hear you say it!”
“Please, please spank my pussy, Sir! Mmm, please, Sir, spank my hungry pussy! Harder, please, Sir! My hungry, naughty cunt needs to be spanked!”
“Fuck! Do you have any idea how hot that is?!”
Jack’s swats grew in intensity until they were nearly as hard as the ones that made her beautiful, round ass glow bright red. Her flesh puffed up under the assault of his hand, her wetness coating his palm and making each slap sting more than the one before it. Hanna moaned wildly, losing herself in the sensation of it and whimpering pitifully when he stopped.
“Aww, I know you want more, little girl, but I’ve got something else for you right now.”
Hanna heard the sound of his zipper, then felt him rubbing the swollen tip of his magnificent cock up and down her slick, tender slit. It took every ounce of self-control she had left to keep still.
“So puffy and pink and wet. So fucking sexy.” Jack growled, pressing the tip of his cock between her folds, teasing her entrance.
“Please!” Hanna gasped.
Jack pulled back, causing her to whimper once again.
“What was that, slut?”
“Please, Sir!” Hanna managed to correct herself.
“Much better.”
One hand buried in her hair, pulling her head back and the other guiding his cock, Jack slammed into her dripping core in one swift, hard motion. Hanna screamed, her muscles convulsing around him, her entire body trembling with need.
“So fucking tight!” Jack exclaimed through clenched teeth.
Releasing her hair to grip her lightly bruised backside, Jack began to move with long, slow thrusts, savoring the feeling of her wrapped around him and the knowledge that, this time, there was no outside influence bringing them together. The cloud was nowhere in sight, yet she still begged and pleaded like she had before. He knew it wouldn’t be long til he was pumping her sweet, tight pussy full of his load, almost wishing the cloud would show up so he wouldn’t need to stop. Letting go of her bottom and leaning forward over her, Jack took her firm, heavy breasts in his hands, toying with her nipples.
“Mmm, no bra? You filthy slut!” Jack teased in her ear. “Maybe I ought to get some shiny, metal clamps to put on these puffy nipples of yours. What do you think, little girl?”
“If you want, Sir.” Hanna whimpered.
“I think I will. Maybe a set that connects to your pussy, too. Make you wear that for our next date.”
Hanna could only moan in response, the thought of him making her do that taking her arousal to new levels.
“Yes, you like that, don’t you, slut? You wanna be my good little slut, Hanna?”
“Yes, Sir!”
“Say it! Tell me you want to be mine.”
“I wanna be yours, Sir! I wanna be your good little slut!” Hanna moaned, pressing back against him.
“Good girl!”
Holding onto her breasts, Jack began to move inside her once again, his thrusts growing faster and faster. Knowing his climax wasn’t far off, Jack ordered Hanna to rub her clit and make herself come for him. She quickly obeyed and in a matter of moments, he could feel her clenching around him as the first one hit.
“That’s it, little girl, make that pussy come for me! Fuck yes! God, I love feeling you come!” Jack groaned, rising up to take her hips in his hands in order to fuck her harder. “Keep rubbing your clit for me, slut! This tight pussy is gonna make me come too!”
“Yes!” Hanna hissed. “Please, please, come in my pussy, Sir! Give your slut your big, hot load!
“Yeah? You want my load dripping out of you when we go to dinner?”
“Yes! Yes, Sir, please!”
“Fuck yes, baby! I’ll give you my cum!”
With a few last, hard thrusts, Jack buried himself as deep as he could, the orgasm ripping through his body. He could feel the spasms of her orgasm milking him as he pumped her full, leaning forward and grabbing her breasts hard.
“There you go! Uhh, there, slut! How’s that feel?”
“So good, Sir! Ahh god, fill me up, Sir! I love it!”
Slowly, the convulsion of his hips grew less and less until the orgasm subsided fully. Jack left himself buried in her, not ready to pull out of her warmth just yet. Brushing her hair out of the way, he trailed kisses along her shoulder.
“You really want to be mine, Hanna?” He whispered.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Not just because you love my cock?” He nipped at the side of her neck.
“No, Sir.” Hanna giggled in reply.
“I’m glad to hear that. Guess we should go get food.”
Jack pulled out carefully, spreading Hanna open to watch how she gaped slightly for a moment after he was all the way out. She whimpered pitifully.
“Don’t worry, you’ll get more later. Stay there while I go get a shirt and my shoes.”
Once Jack was cleaned up and dressed, the two of them left his apartment to walk to a little restaurant down the street. By the time they reached the sidewalk, Hanna could already feel the combination of her own juices and his starting to leak out, dampening the tops of her thighs. Her clit and nipples throbbed painfully, arousal washing over her again. Putting his arm around her waist and tilting his head towards her, Jack whispered,
“How does it feel to be walking down the street with my cum leaking down your legs, little girl?”
“I love it, Sir.”
“Good, because this won’t be the last time.”
Hanna shivered, grinning up at him.
“So, since you’re mine now, I’m going to start training you. Would you like that?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“To start with, you are not allowed to close your legs at dinner tonight. I let you wear your panties this time, so that’s the trade-off. I want to be able to reach under the table any time I want and rub that sweet little pussy.”
Hanna’s face flushed a deep pink.
“Yes, Sir.”
“When I do, you will not make a single sound, do you understand?”
“I’ll try, Sir.”
“Not even if I make you come. After dinner, we’re going to take a little drive. There’s a store I want to take you to.”
“Yes, Sir.”
When they arrived at the restaurant, Jack requested a corner booth, smiling slyly at the fact that the blush on Hanna’s cheeks was as bright as ever. When they were settled in the booth, he reached under the table and nudged her legs until they were far enough apart for his liking. He trailed his fingers up the inside of her thigh, watching her squirm, knowing her bottom was still tender. Brushing them against her panties, he grinned at how soaked they were.
“Such a fucking slut.” He whispered as their server approached.
Ordering food had never been so difficult for Hanna and eventually, Jack took pity on her and ceased his teasing long enough for her to choose something. But as soon as their server left, his hand was between her legs again, one finger quickly finding her swollen nub.
“What a hard little clitty you have, Hanna. Just begging me to play with it.”
Hanna bit her lip, giving him a pleading look.
“Does that feel good?” He asked, rubbing light circles over it.
Hanna could only nod.
“I can’t hear you.”
“Yes, Sir.” Hanna whispered.
“Since you didn’t respond the first time, I want you to say you’re my dirty little slut with a hungry pussy. Right now.”
Hanna sucked air in between her teeth, her heart racing with excitement, arousal and a hint of fear that just made it all that much hotter.
“Say it. It doesn’t have to be loud, but I have to be able to hear you.”
“I…I’m your…dirty little slut…with a hungry pussy.” Hanna whispered, her voice trembling.
“Good girl. Now, don’t make a sound.”
Jack pressed his finger firmly against her nub, rubbing insistently, watching as her breathing became more rapid the closer she came to the edge. For a moment, he debated leaving her there, desperate for an orgasm but in the end, he decided to save that for later. Hanna’s teeth dug into her bottom lip as she fought to remain still and quiet, though her eyes were filled with need.
“Aww, are you gonna come for me? Hmm? Are you gonna come in front of all these people?” Jack murmured in her ear.
Hanna nodded.
“Good. You know how much of a slut you are, don’t fight it. I know you fucking love it. That’s it, good girl. Be a good slut for me and come.”
Though she tried to hide it, he could see the small convulsions of her body as the orgasm struck, fresh wetness soaking his hand. Still he continued to rub, coaxing out the orgasm for as long as he could. He didn’t stop until he saw their server headed for their table, food in hand. Smiling, Jack wiped his hand on his jeans and gave Hanna a kiss on the cheek, whispering,
“That’s my good girl.”
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For more from Hanna’s story, check out the links below!
Pop Goes The Cherry
Claiming Hanna
Part One Part Two Part Three Part Four
Training Hanna
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Clara Blackstone, Author 