Spankings definitely weren’t going to be punishment for Charley—that much was crystal clear.  Even when I spanked her hard enough to make it sting, she still bucked her hips right up to beg for another one.  I didn’t want to hurt her, but I thought a few good smacks would get her on the right track, especially if I wasn’t playing with her pussy while I did it.  Instead, I quickly learned that the spanking itself was a major turn on for her.  Each time she lifted her ass, I saw that her pussy was even wetter than before.  It was almost gushing by the time I had turned her ass a nice shade of pink.  The power was in her hands.  The spanking would continue until she told me she had enough motivation.  I didn’t know what her limit was, but she was certainly enjoying what was happening.  I rotated between giving her a few smacks on each side to several in the middle, watching her reaction each time.  Her birthday spanking had been twenty-two plus one to grow on, with a lot of breaks in between, but she got twice that before she finally showed a sign of resistance and put her hand back to cover her ass.

“Okay.”  She shook her head.  “I won’t forget.”

“Are you sure?” I rested my hand on her thigh.

“Yes!”  She said in a tone that sounded genuine.

“Let’s see how wet that got you.”  I slid my finger between her legs and found that she was sopping wet.  “Oh yes, you’re definitely ready to be fucked.”

“Beyond ready...”  She moaned and started to grind her pussy against my finger.

“Me too.”  I helped her off my lap and pulled her close for a kiss.

There was a lot more passion in her kiss that I usually got.  Her hand quickly moved to my cock and started stroking it.  I slid her jeans and panties down her thighs and dropped them to the floor, pulling her shirt off as she kicked them away.  Her bra came off next and she was naked in my arms.  Her hands started pulling at my shirt so hard I thought she was going to tear it.  I quickly stripped it off and pushed her to the side so I could remove my pants.  She didn’t even let me do that on my own.  She went at them like she was in heat, dropping to the floor and yanking them off.  She raised between my thighs and took my cock in her hand, swallowing the entire thing in a matter of seconds.  Her mouth was enthusiastic, begging for my cock like never before.  The only blowjob I had gotten from her had been a little timid at first, but she was not timid now in the least.  She worked my cock in and out of her lips like sucking it was her mission in life.  The urgency caught me off guard and my balls quickly started surging with excitement.  I realized she was going to make me cum before I even had a chance to fuck her if he she didn’t slow down.

“Damn...”  I ran my fingers through her hair.  “I should spank you more often.”

“I want to be fucked.”  She pulled my cock out her mouth and sat back on her haunches.  “I don’t want it easy and sweet, I want it rough.”

“Oh, I’m definitely spanking you more often.”  I shook my head with a smile as she gave me a devious grin.

The spanking had clearly ignited some kind of wildfire inside of Charley.  I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her back towards my cock.  Instead of letting her suck it, I shoved it in her throat and stood, driving it deep.  I held onto her hair and quickly started fucking her throat, controlling the pace so I wouldn’t cum, but keeping it hard and fast.  I kept going until she was practically choking on my dick and then I pulled her to her feet, keeping my grip on her hair.  I pushed her across the arm of the couch and gave her several hard smacks on her ass which seemed to make her even more excited.  She spread her legs and lifted her ass, so I grabbed her hips and positioned her.  With one hard thrust, I went from glans to balls, causing her to whimper for a moment, but then she was able to adjust.  I held my hand on the back of her neck and pushed her against the couch when I started thrusting into her.  She was so wet and turned on that my cock quickly got saturated with her lust.  I got a good rhythm going and then picked up the pace, slamming myself into her so hard that the couch was starting to creak with every thrust.

“Yes!”  She moaned so loud she almost screamed.  “Just like that!”

Her pussy was a gorgeous wet paradise for my cock even though she hadn’t orgasmed—yet.  She pushed back against my thrusts, begging for them to come harder and faster.  I was happy to oblige.  I pounded my cock into her g-spot as she started panting with pure pleasure.  The combination of being apart during Madison’s visit and the spanking had turned her into a slave for my cock.  Her whole body was moving in unison with mine and I started to sweat just from the sheer ferocity of the encounter.  I could feel her pussy getting tighter and spasming.  I knew she was close to an orgasm.  I still had a bit of gas in the tank, but if her lust was any indicator of her orgasm, it was going to be hard to avoid an explosion when she started to cum.  I pounded her pussy as hard as I could, hammering my cock deep inside and keeping her g-spot constantly stimulated.  After a few more minutes of the intense action, I felt her pussy start to spasm.  A scream lifted from her throat and as her body shook, my cock started to erupt.  It felt like every muscle in her body seized and spasmed at once, milking my cock until every drop of cum was inside of her.

“Fucking hell...”  I leaned against her and started to pant.

“More...”  She pushed against me and kept moving her pussy up and down my cock.

“More?”  I felt my eyes getting wide. 

“I want more.”  She kept moving on my cock until I felt sensations returning.

I had apparently created a monster with the number of times I had given her multiple orgasms.  One was not enough.  I had to start a little slower, but after a few dozen thrusts, I felt the pressure building up again.  I held her against the couch and smacked her ass several times as I thrust into her g-spot.  When that made her moan louder, I reached around and started rubbing her clitoris while I continued to fuck her.  Her body spasmed and she started to orgasm again, but I was still a ways off.  I kept fucking her straight through the spasms with my nearly exhausted cock surging back towards another release.  She was getting more than two, whether she wanted it or not.  I pounded her pussy so hard the muscles in my thighs and back started to ache from the exertion, but the pleasure I was feeling was pushing me through it.  The couch creaked under us while I bounced against her ass hard and fast, and then I felt the arm completely dislodge.  The fabric tore and the wood bent towards the floor.  We both tumbled forward, but I caught her with my arm and held her in the air—never missing a beat.  I kept going until I felt the pressure in my balls start to send another stream of cum through my cock and drove it deep, feeling her orgasm again as I ejaculated inside of her pussy.

“We broke the couch...”  Charley stared at the shattered frame with a surprised look on her face.

“You finally noticed?  It’s okay, it was an ugly couch.”  I chuckled and pulled her back onto the cushions.  “I’ll let you pick out the replacement.”

“It needs to be sturdy.”  She closed her eyes and leaned against my chest.

“Definitely.”  I nodded, feeling my eyes close as I squeezed her tight.

“That was incredible,”  she whispered softly as her breathing started returning to normal.

“I want to marry you.”  My emotions flooded out before I even had time to think about what I was saying.

“What?”  She pulled back from me.

“You’re amazing.  I’m never letting you go and I want you to be my wife.”  I opened my eyes and looked over at her, finding a look of shock on her face.  “I’ll find a better way to propose, that was exhaustion.”

“No.”  She shook her head back and forth.  “That was perfect.”