Hi, everyone!
In honor of the 2K word limit this week,
I'm giving you my story,
"Adam's Apple"
which appears in my book, "So Spankable!"
I'm not sure if I ever gave you a taste of it before, but here's the whole thing.
Bon Appetit!
Where RU? said the text.
Home.
Wanna play?
OK. Meet me by the fence.
When I get
behind the shed, Adam’s holding the two fence boards open like a pair of drapes
and I smile and step through the fence separating the back of our property from
theirs. We knocked the bottom nails out
years ago so we wouldn’t have to go all the way around the block when we want
to hang out, and even though we’re both adults now, it still comes in handy.
He gives me
a big hug and a quick swat on the fanny and we smile at each other. We start toward the house, but we have to
pass under the old apple tree first, which gives me a good idea.
He glances
at me as he holds the back door open for me.
“What’re you
grinning about?”
“Nothing,” I
say, passing on into the kitchen. “I
just thought of something fun we can do.”
He pulls me
into his arms for a delicious kiss, and when he pulls away, he points me toward
the living room and propels me forward with another smack on the ass.
“Get naked
first.”
I stop and
glance around.
“What
about…?”
“Don’t
worry,” he tells me. “It’s the maid’s
day off.”
Since I’m
hardly wearing anything in the first place, I’m naked in a matter of seconds,
while Adam comes and settles himself on the couch.
“And now for
my fiendish plot,” I say, grabbing one of the apples out of the bowl on the
coffee table, a nice, shiny green one.
I take a big
crunching bite out of it and I climb up onto the couch to kneel beside him,
hanging onto his shoulder for support. I
smoosh the apple up against my cunt and start grinding on it, grinding my clit
on it, feeling the juice run down my inner thighs. When Adam sees what I’m doing, he
automatically snakes an arm around my waist to brace me, his free hand fondling
one of my tits as he watches with a wicked little grin on his face.
The apple
feels good against my pussy, nice and cool, and I shut my eyes and let myself
be transported. It doesn’t take long to
get me off, and after I do, I offer the piece of fruit to him and let him have
a bite out of it.
"Tastes just
like you,” he tells me. “Sweet and
juicy. Have another bite.”
I bite into
it, but he stops me before I can bite all the way through.
“Bite down,
but keep it in your mouth,” he says, nudging me off the couch. I do what he asks, but for a moment, I don’t
know what he’s up to. After a second I
realize he’s tugging at my arm, wanting me to come over his lap.
It always
feels weird to me when I’m buck naked like this and he’s fully dressed, but it
also turns me on, the denim scraping deliciously against my nipples. I hold the apple in my teeth as I slide down
across his knees and wait.
He starts
out with a caress, like he always does.
That alone almost makes up for having a sore butt the rest of the day,
and he starts right in, giving me five hard swats in a row. I’m glad of the apple in my mouth, knowing
I’d cry out without it.
“Spread your
legs a little,” he says.
I do and he
rewards me with a quick little plunge of his finger.
“Mrrphmn,” I
say around the apple.
“I know,” he
responds. “But that backtalk will cost
you.”
He lights
into me again, busting my ass with about eight more scorchers. The juice from the apple runs down my chin
and my jaw’s getting tired, but I’m also digging it.
A lot.
He starts
fingering me again, gently pinching my clit between his first two fingers and
using his thumb to pump in and out of me, but he hardly gives me a chance to
enjoy it before he lays on some more hot smacks that make my ass feel like it’s
roasting.
“Mrrphmn,” I
repeat, tears starting to my eyes.
“Don’t you
dare bite through that apple,” he tells me.
I ease up
with my teeth, because even though this is all in fun, I know it’s more than an
empty threat. He starts finger-fucking
me again and I’m real close to the edge now.
I can picture his expression, all intent and serious, and I throw a
glance over my shoulder at him.
He smiles
down at me.
“Love you,
baby.”
“Lvvfutuu.”
I whimper
and come, my pussy clamping down around his fingers. He pulls out immediately and swats me a few
times, even while I’m still in the throes of my orgasm.
“Look,” he
laughs. “The dog’s checking us out.”
I glance
toward the low bookshelf that divides the living room from the dining room and
Ruff is sitting there, his head cocked like he’s trying to figure out what the
hell we’re doing. When I try to wave him
off, he wags his tail and cocks his head the other way.
“Hehiekwuwee,”
I say.
Adam removes
the apple for a moment and I take the opportunity to stretch my jaw.
“What?”
“He thinks
we’re weird.”
He makes me
bite down on the apple again.
"We are
weird,” he tells me. “Especially you.”
“Uhuh. Ewoaw.”
“Weirdo.”
"Fweek.”
He chuckles
and starts feeling me up again.
“What’ve you
been doing with your week?” he asks.
“Have you been a good girl?”
I nod.
“For real?”
I have to
think for a moment, but then I just nod again.
“When will
you do something naughty so I can try out my new toy?”
Since I have
no plans to misbehave any time soon, all I can do is shrug.
Finally,
Ruff comes to investigate. He gets in my
face with his gross dog breath and I try to push him away, but that’s hard to
do when you’re lying over your lover’s lap with an apple crammed in your mouth
and your ass on fire. Ruff sneaks in
under my guard. He starts licking the
apple juice off my chin and I squawk and almost bite through, so Adam yells at
him.
“Ruff, go
sit down.”
The poor old
fellow turns and walks away, looking back reproachfully. He settles himself down on the hearth rug
with a sigh and lets us get back to business.
When Adam
turns his attention back to me, I can tell he’s a little tense, so I pull the
apple out of my mouth.
“How was your
week?”
“Bad. I lost a patient.”
Despite
being a very harsh disciplinarian sometimes, he’s actually very tender-hearted,
and losing someone always weighs heavily with him, so I lie.
“Maybe I
have done one or two things naughty.”
He perks up
when I say that and says, “Yeah? Like
what?”
“Like…look. I just dripped apple juice all over your
couch.”
“And?”
“And I still
haven’t told my new boyfriend about all this.”
He stops a moment and pulls me up to
face him.
“Are you for real?” he asks me. “’Cause that’s worth a spanking right there.”
I hang my
head and nod and he pulls me over his lap again.
“I love him, Adam. I don’t want him to leave me.”
“Here,” he says. “Stick this apple right back into your
mouth. You’ll be needing it.”
And I
do.
He soon has
me dancing on his lap with his hard, hot hand, fast, fast, fast to make
it sting.
“Are you out
of your mind?” he asks me for my lecture.
“You’re getting into dangerous territory now. It’s not just, ‘Oh, I forgot to tell you,’
any more. Now you’re pretty much lying
and cheating. All the time”
I don’t know
what to say. I whine and point toward my
face and Adam lets me remove the apple and put it on the floor. It’s all used up by now anyway, all slobbery
and rusty looking, and Adam rubs my bottom gently to dissipate the heat, but
the fact is, my butt’s like shoe leather and it hardly hurts at all.
“What kind
of new toy did you get?” I ask. “You can
go get it if you want.”
Adam helps
me up and smacks my butt for good measure.
“You
go get it,” he tells me. “It’s in the
top drawer of my nightstand. I think I
want you to top me now.”
I squeal a
little, all giddy with excitement because he hardly ever wants me to punish
him. I run up the stairs and find his
new toy, a nice short leather strap embossed with hearts.
When I come
back, he’s already bent pants-down over the back of the couch.
"I tried it
out on my leg the day I got it,” he tells me.
“It leaves cute little heart-shaped welts.”
I rub his
bottom before I get started and say, “Let’s see if it leaves cute little
heart-shaped bruises, too. Adam
Sanger, you’ve been a very naughty boy.”
Well, I hope you had as much fun reading it as I did writing it.
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