Page 29 of Experiments in Love
Shaking, Kennedy nodded as he tried to get his brain to work. “I…I saw a sub online…he got…shoot.”
It would’ve been easier to talk if I’d stopped fucking with him, but I wasn’t going to do that. Kennedy didn’t even try to ask me either. He just took a breath and squeezed his eyes shut. “I saw a sub online. He got…he got his penis smacked with a ruler. It was…it was a scene. He was…he was a naughty student.”
“Oh, that would be fun.” Gently tapping the underside of his cock with two fingers of my other hand, I chuckled when he jumped. “Smack. Naughty boys who argue with their professors get punished.”
“Wow.” Kennedy’s entire body seemed to clench and his cock jumped in my hand. “That’s sexier than I thought.”
“Should we find some fantasies to explore?” Since he seemed to be in the right headspace, I eased him down over my lap so he was stretched out down the couch. He kept his eyes closed and pressed his face into the cushion, but he let me move him around easily.
Bracing one hand over his lower back to keep him safe, I rubbed his cheeks with my other hand and just let him feel thefirst step. “You’d like being a naughty student. What about being a dirty assistant? Should I make you file while I’m teasing you with toys? Spank you when you make a mistake?”
His low, sexy moan made me smile, but I loved the way he humped my lap, chasing the fantasies…because it gave me an excuse to give him his first spank. “Naughty boy. You’ve been lazy with your filing today and now you think you’re going to hump my lap?”
Tsking, I rubbed over the pink skin and let the sensations soak through him. Kennedy barely sucked in a breath but it hadn’t been that hard, so I wasn’t surprised. After a few seconds, he shook his head. “No, I’ll be good, Sir.”
Widening my circles so I started caressing his other cheek, I quickly brought my hand down again. That time I got a moan and his hips rocked again. It took him a few seconds too long to realize what he’d done, though. “I’m not humping. I just…I just had an itch.”
“On your penis?” He must have heard my disbelief but he pushed through it and nodded.
“Yes, they get uncomfortable when they’re enlarged.”
How he managed to say that sounding utterly reasonable I’d never know.
“You will not resolve an itch to your penis on my lap without permission.” I ignored his muttereddamn itand gave his ass another pop. “When you are getting a spanking, all scratches, rubs, caresses, and smacks will be approved by me. Is that understood?”
Scattering spanks as I punctuated each option, I wasn’t surprised when he moaned before he could answer. “Yes, Sir.”
“Good boy.” Rubbing his pink cheeks, I let the heat start soaking in as I slowly caressed him. “But what do good boys get?”
It took another moan before he could answer, but he tensed and somehow managed not to hump my lap again. “They…”
He took a deep breath, letting it out as he shivered and wiggled. “They get a reward. You…you said I was a good boy.”
“That’s right.” His hard dick would’ve said just how into the scene he was, but his sexy moans and the quiet, needy sounds he made were perfect clues.
So I kept rubbing his ass, squeezing his cheeks to keep him on the edge. “You haven’t humped my lap again and you’re so hard I can feel you poking me.”
Kennedy moaned but his ass pushed up as I pressed my fingers into his sensitive cheeks. “I…I want to hump you so bad, Sir. But…but I’m being good.”
Because orgasming was more important to him…so I decided to see how quickly I could make him come.
Shifting the hand on his back lower, I pressed my thumb against his needy hole and gave him another spank, keeping it on the lighter side. Kennedy shivered and moaned, clenching around my finger as I kept up a slow rhythm of spanks.
He made it two spanks longer than I thought he would.
All it took was barely pressing into him and stretching his hole with one spank aimed low on his ass.
Boom.
Kennedy cried out, clenching around me, and as soon as his orgasm exploded, he started humping me as fast as his hips could thrust.
I wrung every drop of pleasure I could get from him, fucking him with my finger and squeezing his ass, but once he was boneless and fighting to catch his breath, I patted one cheek. “I won. And were you humping my lap?”
He let out a strangled giggle but shook his head. “I think it was an earthquake.”
We were going to have to work on his excuses.
“Ah, I’ll have to check on that later.” Much later. “But I still proved my point.”
