He just finished getting ready to leave the house when his phone signaled she had sent a text, "I'm sorry, Sir. I just couldn't wait." was all it said. He walked out to his car, "Yes, she will have to be punished for this" he thought to himself, a slight smile appearing on his face. He lived only minutes from her house, conveniently on his way to work. He quietly pulled into her driveway, got out, and walked up to her front door. When he opened the door, he refrained from showing any emotion with the sight he beheld in the dimly lit living room. There she was, leaning back in a rocking chair, her ass on the edge and her legs were spread. She had removed one leg from her pants, but the fabric remained bunched up at the ankle of her other leg, her underwear nestled inside her pants. Her shirt was still intact and pulled down, her hands were between her legs, massaging her cunt and clit. She was focused on the TV screen not six feet in front of her; two women, touching, caressing, kissing...enjoying each other. As she watched the screen, he could see her eyes, narrow and sightly glazed over, her mouth open just a little, and her breathing was a little heavier. When he walked in, she looked over at him and whispered, "I'm sorry, Sir. It feels soo good."
He gently closed the door and slowly walked over to the side of her chair. He glanced at the screen and then down at this beautiful creature laying below him. He leaned over, cupped her chin with two fingers and raised he face to look at his. At the same time, his other hand snaked under hers and felt how utterly drenched her cunt was, and pushed two fingers inside her, causing her to gasp. "Yes," He said, "you will have to be punished. But right now I want you to enjoy yourself." He continued to fuck her with two of his fingers, curling them and rubbing the top of her pussy. She covered his hand with one of hers, trying to push him deeper, at the same time stroking her clit with her other hand. Her breathing became more labored, her mouth opened a little more, as she watched intently what was happening on the TV screen. As her back arched, he could tell she was getting close. She looked into his eyes and whispered, "Please, Sir," almost pleading with him. He extracted his fingers from inside her, stood up, and said, "You may continue playing with yourself." As he did so, he unzipped his pants, took his cock out, and gently pushed it past her wet lips and into her warm mouth. Taking a handful of her hair, he began to thrust himself in and out of her mouth. Hungrily she accepted, like someone ravenous for food, starving for nourishment. He whispered, "Fuck yourself, you little cunt. Swallow my cock, feed on it, Pet." That was all she needed, her moans increased and her breathing became erratic as the waves of release washed over her, causing her body to stiffen and her wetness to drench her fingers.
Without waiting for her to recover, he grabbed her hips and flipped her over so she was on her knees, her waist on the edge of the chair. Without removing his clothes, he knelt down behind her, put one hand around her throat, and shoved himself into her. He leaned over and grunted in her ear, "Dirty little girls who cannot wait do not deserve gentleness. Are you my naughty little slut?" As he began thrusting harder, she groaned, "Yes, Sir...I'm your little slut." He put his other hand on her shoulder, both to steady himself and to pull her back onto him, his other hand squeezing under her jaw, just below the ears. "Please, fuck me, cum in me, Sir" she whispered in between thrusts..."Use me." She then felt him stiffen, his hands squeezing tighter, as he exploded inside of her. Breathlessly he slumped forward, caressing her cheek, "Such a good girl, my beautiful Pet, I'll punish you later." He whispered.
