A Morning Lesson in Point Pleasant

Chapter 10

Ranger walked in their hotel room from buying bagels, fruit, and coffee for breakfast. Stephanie was still sound asleep exhausted from their slow, languid lovemaking through-out the night when he slipped out the door. Setting the bag and cups down he was awarded with the site of his wife's naked body sprawled across the bed, pillows elevating the adorable pink ass he smoothed lotion into during the night removing any tenderness, her blue eyes twinkling at him over her shoulder. The wooden hairbrush laying next to her.

"I still have a spanking coming. Other than a morning Cuban induced orgasm, what better way to start my day?" purring at her husband. "And I'm sure I have one of those coming, too."

Softly running the cool wooden hairbrush over her skin, "So, you want to get your punishment over with?"

"Finished is way better than perfect. I have perfection in my husband."

Ranger chuckled against her ear, "Flattery isn't going to keep that cute little ass I love from getting warm and rosy, but it will get you being filled so full by me."

"Mmmmmm, my dream everyday," the words lazily coming off her lips.

Guiding the hairbrush over skin, he let it dip between her parted legs. Stephanie shivered at the coolness touching her opening. He tapped it on the bud visible causing a tremor from her center running along her spine, her body shook. "Oh!"

"Babe, anticipating something?"

The bed dipping from Ranger, he was kneeling by her and held the hairbrush in front of her. She could see it was slick from her arousal. She strained in her position so her lips touched it and sucked in her juices causing Ranger to groan watching her taste herself.

He set the hairbrush down in front of her giving her something to look forward to when he picked it back up. Strong hands began kneading her ass lulling her. Stephanie couldn't hold back her moans. The tenderness all but gone, but she there would there would be new to come. Expecting the delicious tingle when the hairbrush was picked up ever so slowly by a long Cuban arm

Nothing. Stephanie waited. Still nothing. There was a tapping across her ass tickling her causing giggles to flow out. Next, a tap with a lingering tingle. Another just as quick below it. The sting from the two meeting and spreading out. She felt the rough hand caressing the spot She couldn't stop her body coming up off the pillow when she felt Ranger's tongue was lapping her wetness between her legs that voluntarily had opened wide without her even realizing lost in the varied sensations across her ass. "Oooh!"

"Like that?" Ranger chuckled against her center darting his tongue deep with the continued lapping motions.

"Yes," hardly her reply above a whisper.

Ranger removed his tongue from inside her and Stephanie missed the connection instantly. He began kissing the inside of her soaked thighs, then he stopped.

Stephanie was on the edge Ranger sensed and left her there when he stopped. Her moans were ones of frustration. The hairbrush landed on her blushing skin with a soft "THAP", no force behind it, but he began slowly building the intensity of the swats to follow. As the intensity increased of the 'THAP's, her body squirmed and came back each time to meet the wooden hairbrush. "Ooooh!"

Ranger finished with a few stinging smacks in the area were her ass met her thighs so she would feel it on the ride back to Trenton. She was such a tease and got what she deserved. And he knew she was loving it from her squirming body.

After he soothed her globes, Stephanie waited for Ranger's movement so she would be fucked senseless, but he never moved in place behind her.

"Oh, did I forget to tell you," he laughed, "you won't get the fucking you want until we get back to Trenton. So your Cuban induced orgasm will have to wait. Your coffee is getting could."

"What? I want it now!" Fist were pounding the bed. She watched her husband walk over and take a sip of his coffee. The hairbrush wizzed past him. "Tisk, tisk."

She finally got off the bed seeing he wasn't doming back to her and stomped over to the table taking her coffee then spreading cream cheese on her cinnamon sugar bagel. Not thinking Stephanie sat down and whimpered standing back up right away. The wooden chair hurt her tender butt, her hairbrush didn't really hurt, but she felt it just now.

Ranger chuckled, "Naughty girls can't sit down."

So Stephanie stood there jiggling her pink orbs as she ate and her husband watched. He was sporting quite a hard-on maybe Stephanie could wear him down as she ate.

"Babe, wiggling your ass while you eat isn't going to get the fucking you want. You will get in when we get home!"

"A girl can try can't she?"

"Well, that little show," Ranger got up to stand behind Stephanie a hand caressing her still pink and warm ass whispered in her ear, "is going to get you another spanking, Mrs. Manoso. I counted you wiggled that fine ass of yours sixteen times so you will get sixteen more smacks. You WILL count this time! If you mess up and we start over, for each time we do, it will delay that orgasm of yours for another 60 whole minutes on top of the ninety it will take to drive home. These sixteen you will feel for tormenting me," Ranger tried to sound stern kissing her neck.

"You Bastard!" grinning over her shoulder, but she was also a little stunned.

"Eighteen. If you tell me to stop, I will. You will get the remainder of your spanks on 7, but that will cost you another 90 minutes because the drive time won't count."

"You, you, brute," Stephanie couldn't hold the word back. "BASTARD."

"An even twenty. Want to add more?"

She gave a chuckling Ranger a 'Burg' death glare.

"I didn't think so," leading Stephanie by the hand over to his chair. Her hairbrush was in the other that he picked up off the carpet. He pulled her across his Cuban legs so she was bent further over and her pink globes were up in the air. His free hand was centered across the small of her back to steady her.

"Ready," he chuckled, "I swear we just did this. Must be my mistake."

Wiggling her body, "What do you think?"

"SMACK!"

"Oow! One." Stephanie felt the sting immediately of the hairbrush. It was slightly harder than before and result spread quickly.

"SMACK!"

"Two." Blue eyes widened because this one was more intense and came quickly. Ranger was serious that she would fill them. These were going to last.

"SMACK!"

"Three," her pitch went up with the hard tingle radiating across her ass. She wasn't going to miscount on purpose because these were hurting and seemed to be in rapid succession.

When Ranger reached ten, Stephanie's voice was squeaky and breathless. Her ass was a glowing deep pink and she was dripping on his bare leg.

"Ten." Her butt was on fire and she wanted to cum almost as much as she needed to breathe.

He stopped, "Do you want me to stop, Naughty Girl?"

"No," Stephanie panted and let out a little 'Sssss' when his hand touched her very warm skin. She wanted her fucking in 90 minutes so she wanted to get her second morning punishment over with that her husband was dishing out.

"Good Girl. You're at the halfway point," caressing the skin warm under his hand. "Your last ten you will remember," his hand had moved to the area where her cheek met the thigh tapping both spots, "when sitting on the leather Porsche seat all the way to Trenton," giving that evil Cuban laugh.

"SMACK!"

The smarting of that one took her by surprise, "E--leven."

Ranger alternated to the other side a just as quick biting strike, "SMACK!"

"Twelve," came the pitchy pant.

Ranger knew Stephanie was feeling these ones more because she was kicking her legs. The swift swats kept building on the existing sting that she was attempting to shake off and avoid the full contact by moving around on his lap, but he held her firm. Her nails at times were clawing his leg from the hairbrush on her ruby ass and her pent up desire. The last two he would add a little extra wallop.

"SMACK!"

"Aah! Nineteen," Stephanie barely got out actually biting her lip and knew her last one on the other side was going to be just as hard. The burning ache in her center was equally compared to her radiating sit spots. These final ten were leaving her sore ass throbbing and riding to Trenton was going to be uncomfortable even on those soft leather seats. This Cuban induced orgasm she needed would be felt in China when it hit her in 90 minutes. Maybe, even her spanking was registering somewhere, too.

"SMACK!"

"Twenty," she hissed. Her ass was on fire but it was pleasurable pain all the result of that Damn nymphomaniac in her and her desire to make a Cuban baby.

The hairbrush was laid on the table and her ass was caressed. Her intake of breath gave way to delightful moans as he soothed her flaming skin.

"Let's check the wetness factor," his hand slipped between her parted thighs.

"Babe, on a scale of 1 to 10, I'd give that a twelve." His fingers and palm were coated when he showed her.

Stephanie could feel the wet spot under her on his leg. 'Please, Ranger, let me cum," desperation in her voice now The ass was just a tingle now about her release was balled in her wanting to burst.

"No, Babe," helping Stephanie up only to see her husband licking his fingers of her nectar.

Two could play that game then. Stephanie bent over close enough so her tongue could reach the glistening spot on Ranger's leg and sucked all of her off while Ranger was groaning at her touch. "I do taste good."

He glared at her with pursed lips. "Let's so shower," hoisting Stephanie with the pink ass over his shoulder.

Ranger paid the bill with the magic credit card and went out to the Porsche. Ranger told Stephanie she didn't need any panties under her long summer dress. Before sliding into the passenger seat, he pulled up the back of her dress so her bare sensitive cheeks made contact with the warm leather. After the initial sting, the leather was soft and giving to the tenderness. Through the shower, Stephanie pleaded and begged Ranger to fuck her and her controlled husband continued to refuse 'saying in Trenton'. Now she had her warm ass wiggling on the soft leather for comfort, but still was in need of an orgasm. Her center was wet, dripping, and hot from her pent up frustration.

Stephanie had an idea to cool herself down. She adjusted the air conditioning vent so it was angled between her legs which were open under the long skirt.

She slipped down in the passenger seat careful of her tender ass and slid up the fabric enough for the air to hit her wet thighs cooling them down, relieving some ache of her pulsing slit, and engorged clit. Her head went back on the head rest with closed eyes enjoying the cool relief.

Ranger had to chuckle at her tenacity and ingenuity, but he was the master. He reached over and hiked the fabric so it bunched at her waist and turned the AC up all the way. Stephanie's eyes flew open when the first blast of artic air reached her pussy.

She tried to pull down the dress but her husband's hand prevented her. "Leave it. I like it."

"I could get frost bite down there," the colder air was sending chills through her originating from the special spot between her now cold thighs.

Ranger just chuckled glancing at his exposed wife. Good thing the Porsche windows were tinted. He had to admit, the cold gave him some aid to the hard bulge pressing against his jeans.

When they were a few blocks from Rangeman, he tugged her skirt down and decreased the air which actually frosted a little at the bottom of the windows.

He parked and came around to her side smoothing down her dress because of the security cameras. He carried their bags from the back to the elevator which was waiting open for them.

When they exited on 7, Ranger told Stephanie in the hallway, "Take off your dress, now."

He watched as she slipped out of her sandals and pulled it over her head so she was naked standing there looking seductive, but her need was flaming in her blue eyes staring at Ranger. Her legs were parted slightly and they were glistening still down the inside he could see.

'I'm going to count to ten. You must decide where you want me to fuck you and what position by the time I'm done counting," pushing the door of the apartment open. "One."

Stephanie couldn't think for a moment letting his instructions settle in he jumbled brain. She heard 'Two' and took off running for the bedroom before she started to combust. She hoped Ranger got to her before that happened or the fire insurance was paid on the building.

When he said 'Ten', Ranger was naked stepping through the bedroom door. Stephanie was laying in the middle of the bed watching him through her spread legs high in the air. Her slick pussy on display waiting for Ranger to fill it.

"I can find the target for sure," leaning over her. To tease her knowing Stephanie was at her edge, he dragged his hard dick over her budding clit. Stephanie's body practically lifted off the bed as she quivered. He leaned up so he brushed over again and her body moved again.

Stephanie was begging, her hands clenched on her thighs spreading her legs even more pulling them back. Her pussy willingly open wide for him to enter, "Please, Ranger, enter me! I need you!"

Moving his hard body, Ranger's Cuban masterpiece thrust inside Stephanie with gravity pulling him down until he was flush with her.

Stephanie's pleasure at the fullness for her husband cause a wild "Yes!" to escape from lips. Her head was raised up by the pillow so she could watch Ranger come out of her center only to disappear back with such force the body friction was sending currents across her hard bud. Ranger came down again against her and the waves of pleasure broke free. His release burst warm inside her as he rocked against her.

Rolling them never breaking the connection, he was breathing heavy, "Babe, you're going to kill me! That had to impregnate you."

Stephanie's eyes were heavy with after orgasm bliss, she cooed in Ranger's ear, "I don't know, you may have to repeat that so I'm sure."

"You're insatiable!"

"I'm married to the only Cuban sex god I have to be.

Monday morning stepping off the elevator, Ranger looked a little worn.

"What did you learn in Point Pleasant?" Lester asked flanked by Tank and Bobby.

"Baby making is rough," was all the energy Ranger could muster. Stephanie was glowing, though.

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