Dean`s Daydream: 2011 Holiday Fic Exchange
Title: Untitled Drabble
Author: Capricorn86
Summary: Dean imagines what it would be like to spank Jess
Warning: Contains mentions/descriptions of spanking
Author`s Note: For the 2011 Holiday Fic Exchange.
Written for prompt nr. 29: Dean is a sick little puppy and after seeing Jess in her smurf outfit the day he picked up his brother he daydreams of spanking her...
Jess is hot. I wouldn`t mind tapping that ass. Literally, that is.
I`d sit on the bed, and she`d enter the room, wearing that cute grey top with the smurfs on it, buttoned up, naturally, so I could catch a glimpse of her round, soft breasts.
She`d approach the bed slowly, and I`d roll up the sleeve of my right arm, ready to begin. Then she`d kneel beside me on the bed, slowly lowering herself on top of my thighs, and I`d slide her forward so she`d be in the perfect position, her crotch on top of mine, her feet dangling off the side of the bed, her toes brushing the carpet, her hands clutching my leg for support. She would have to get a firm grip and hold on tight, cause I`d give her a hard ride.
I`d put my hand around her slender waist to secure her in place, and caress her lovely, firm butt cheeks. They`d clench and quiver in anticipation, and my hand would feel itchy and eager to start warming her butt. Then I`d raise my hand high and make it come crashing down. I wouldn`t hold back, wouldn`t be gentle. I`d slap her ass until she couldn`t decide between asking me to stop and begging for more.
I`d cover her exposed ass with my handprints, smiling at the sight of her butt cheeks bouncing and jiggling at the impact from the flat of my right hand.
I wouldn`t say anything, I`d let my hand do the talking.
Jess would be wearing a red thong, giving her no protection against my hard hand, and I`d make it my mission to spank her so hard the colour of her skin would match her underwear. I`d turn her lily-white ass a nice warm shade of rose red within a minute. I`d smack her ass until my arm ached and my palm was stinging, and she`d be squirming and dancing on my lap.
Then I`d take a small break to rub my hand over the warm, red ass lying across my thighs. I`d get hard, and Jess would grind herself eagerly against the lump of my pants like a dog humping a post. And I would be so hard it hurts, getting harder still at the feeling of her rubbing against me. She`d moan softly and clutch tightly at my leg, all the while moving her hips back and forth over my crotch.
I wouldn`t spank her hard or long enough to make her cry, just enough to make her come. I`d smack her ass and make her groan with a mix of pleasure and pain. I`d target the sensitive under curve where butt meets thigh, and make her kick and squirm.
Finally, when I had decided that Jess had had enough, I`d rub her backside gently, easing the sting my hand had left in it.
Finally it would be my turn to dish out a good butt slapping.
Sam is so lucky. I wonder if he`d mind sharing?
Author: Capricorn86
Summary: Dean imagines what it would be like to spank Jess
Warning: Contains mentions/descriptions of spanking
Author`s Note: For the 2011 Holiday Fic Exchange.
Written for prompt nr. 29: Dean is a sick little puppy and after seeing Jess in her smurf outfit the day he picked up his brother he daydreams of spanking her...
Jess is hot. I wouldn`t mind tapping that ass. Literally, that is.
I`d sit on the bed, and she`d enter the room, wearing that cute grey top with the smurfs on it, buttoned up, naturally, so I could catch a glimpse of her round, soft breasts.
She`d approach the bed slowly, and I`d roll up the sleeve of my right arm, ready to begin. Then she`d kneel beside me on the bed, slowly lowering herself on top of my thighs, and I`d slide her forward so she`d be in the perfect position, her crotch on top of mine, her feet dangling off the side of the bed, her toes brushing the carpet, her hands clutching my leg for support. She would have to get a firm grip and hold on tight, cause I`d give her a hard ride.
I`d put my hand around her slender waist to secure her in place, and caress her lovely, firm butt cheeks. They`d clench and quiver in anticipation, and my hand would feel itchy and eager to start warming her butt. Then I`d raise my hand high and make it come crashing down. I wouldn`t hold back, wouldn`t be gentle. I`d slap her ass until she couldn`t decide between asking me to stop and begging for more.
I`d cover her exposed ass with my handprints, smiling at the sight of her butt cheeks bouncing and jiggling at the impact from the flat of my right hand.
I wouldn`t say anything, I`d let my hand do the talking.
Jess would be wearing a red thong, giving her no protection against my hard hand, and I`d make it my mission to spank her so hard the colour of her skin would match her underwear. I`d turn her lily-white ass a nice warm shade of rose red within a minute. I`d smack her ass until my arm ached and my palm was stinging, and she`d be squirming and dancing on my lap.
Then I`d take a small break to rub my hand over the warm, red ass lying across my thighs. I`d get hard, and Jess would grind herself eagerly against the lump of my pants like a dog humping a post. And I would be so hard it hurts, getting harder still at the feeling of her rubbing against me. She`d moan softly and clutch tightly at my leg, all the while moving her hips back and forth over my crotch.
I wouldn`t spank her hard or long enough to make her cry, just enough to make her come. I`d smack her ass and make her groan with a mix of pleasure and pain. I`d target the sensitive under curve where butt meets thigh, and make her kick and squirm.
Finally, when I had decided that Jess had had enough, I`d rub her backside gently, easing the sting my hand had left in it.
Finally it would be my turn to dish out a good butt slapping.
Sam is so lucky. I wonder if he`d mind sharing?