Red. Carmine. Vermillion. Flushed. Cochineal.Suffused. Bloodied.My wife can come up a hundred words to describe the violent shade of fiery red that is... my burning buttocks, but I only need one: painful.It started a few weeks ago when I was signed up for a silly Internet game –The Race to 2,000 Spanks. My wife saw it and signed "us" up, thinking it would be excellent way to break in our new spanking paddles that my crazy sister-in-law bought us as a wedding present six months previous - "just to. All of this would never be allowed, with any girl, the pain she would feel, and how weird it would be, but no one knows, so I'm free, I can do anything. I lift up and see her perfect rump right in front of my dazed eyes. I bite, hard, more than you'd ever get away with, probably leaving a mark. I slap and breathe and rub my face in for a few minutes, until it starts to get boring, I remember there's so much more to do. I have to pace myself, I'll come back. I roll her over on her back, her. .."Alex looked a little unsure and I was getting a serious stirring in my jeans (with a black Arena speedo under them)."How about we get down to our speedos, you sit on the couch and let me blow you?" I offered."OK, lets give it a try. I’m not ready to return that favour thought Dave." Not a problem Alex, I'm sure sucking you off will be one for my wank bank for a long time and that is reward enough for me."It didn’t take long at all for both of us to strip down to our speedos. As I said. It turned out she was still a virgin but not for long. My hard cock broke her in a couple of days later for she fancied me as much as I fancied her.Her legs opened for me now to let my fingers have access to her pussy. She was already sopping, and it only took a few stokes before her body arced and she came with a load cry."Oh boy," she sighed and stretched like a cat, "that was super." You are so beautiful," I said, my hands still moving over her."And you are so hunky," she giggled."Now fuck.