Jake was sitting on a stool at the kitchen island eating a sandwich. “Hey babe, howwas work,” he asked. I sat down beside him and took a swig of his half empty beer. How could one man making one sandwich leave a kitchen destroyed so thoroughly? “Another shitty day in Paradise,” I told him.
“Come on. It can’t be that bad.” He put a very large hand on my thigh just below my short skirt and caressed upward. He smiled that slow smile that usually soaked my panties. It wasn’t working tonight. “Are you going to clean up this kitchen or do I have to do that too,” I asked, completely irritated. He gave me a look that said, “Be careful.” I sighed deeply. Taking his hand, I moved it from my thigh and got up to start cleaning. “Leave it,” he said, directly behind me. “Then you clean it,” I snapped, throwing the rag I was cleaning with at his face. “It’s your mess anyway!”
“Katelyn,”he whispered menacingly. “Sit down,now.” Damn it, I knew I had gone too far. What the hell had gotten into me? I quickly moved around the bar, back to the seat I had just vacated. He reached into a drawer just to his right and dug around for a few seconds before producing a wooden spoon. My eyes widened as I watched him approach me. “Hook your heels on the top rung of the chair, Katelyn,” he whispered, blue eyes blazing.
Ibrought both feet up to the top rung and let my heels slide over. This pushed my skirt up around my hips andexposed my thighs and a bit of my white cotton panties. “Open,” Jake said, “or do I need to get aspreader bar?” My heart was about tothud out of my chest but I opened my legs as wide as I could. “Arms behind yourback; don’t move them,” he said.
WHACK!I almost jumped off the stool at the first strike of the spoon against my leftinner thigh. WHACK! “Ahhh, mmmm,” Iwhimpered. I tried to squeeze my thighsback together but Jake stepped between them to caress the sting away with histhumb. I looked up and wanted to brushthe longish black hair from his face. Hestepped back again and, WHACK! WHACK!The inner right thigh was now on fire.
I couldfeel my nipples getting hard and my panties starting to get wet. He stepped in again and rubbed away the hurt.He grabbed me by the chin and forced my face up to his. “This,” he said, squeezing my lips together,“is what got you in trouble. How shouldwe remedy that?” I tried to shake myhead but he wouldn’t let me. “Use yourwords, Katelyn,” he said. “I don’t know,Sir,” I said, eyes cast down. Hereleased my chin and stepped away again. WHACK! (left thigh) WHACK! (right thigh) I squirmed on the stool and softly moaned my arousal. This time when he stroked my thighs, hisfingers drifted further up, brushing my clit through my panties. “Mmmm,” I breathed, panting now.
Hespanked both thighs once more and then turned the spoon backwards to run thehandle along my slit on top of the panties. He ran the handle to the edge of my panties and slipped it under. “Very nice, Katelyn. You’re so fucking wet.” He dipped the handle into my juices thenpulled it out and lifted it to his mouth. “You taste so good. Here, you try it.” He dipped it once more into my dripping pussy and brought it to mylips. I sucked the honey from the handleand ran my tongue around it for good measure.
Hiseyes dilated for a moment and he put the spoon down. I have to say I was sorry to see it go.
As I was trying to formulate athought, any thought, Jake ripped my panties from me and slid two fingers deepinto my pussy. “Aaahhhhhh!” Iscreamed. I began to fuck his fingerswithout thought. It felt so good! His thumb found my clit and began rubbingrough circles round and round. Hisfingers were doing that “come here” motion and I was about to fall off thestool. He moved to stand behind me, thewhole while fucking me with his fingers. I suddenly felt his other hand kneading myleft breast. He tweaked my nipple into ahard peak then pinched it, hard. Iscreamed and leaned into him, giving him better access to my churningpussy.
“Downon the floor,” Jake growled, removing his fingers and slapping my lefttit. I straightened, shakily, andunhooked my heels from the chair. Idropped down to my knees with my hands still behind my back awaiting furtherinstruction.
“I’llbe right back,” he said and left me kneeling on the kitchen floor with my skirtnow up around my waist, my thighs on fire.
When hecame back, he was carrying a spider mouth gag. “Do you want to wear this, Katelyn,” he asked once he was standing infront of me again. “Yes,” I moaned. He reached down and pulled my hair roughly bythe nape. “Yes what, Katelyn?” “Yes, Sir,” I quickly replied. “That’s a good girl. Now open yourmouth.” I complied and the gag was putin place and strapped tightly.
Jakeran a finger along my now open lips and said, “Undo my zipper, Katelyn,slowly.” I tried to say, Yes Sir, but what came out was, “Esss,Suhh.” I reached for his zipper andfinally noticed his thick cock was at full attention. I slid his zipper down slowly and saw thatJake was going commando. His long, harderection jutted from his body and sprang up to kiss just below his navel. My pussy clenched just looking at it.
BeforeI could touch it, Jake slapped my hand away. “Behind your back again,” he said. I tried to pout but it’s really not that effective with a gag in yourmouth. Jake gave himself a few strokesthen told me to drool on it a little. Heplaced his dick just in front of my mouth and I let a little spit ooze out ontohis engorged member. He pumped it a fewtimes again, groaning in the process. Hethen guided his head to the hole created by the gag. “Lick it,” he told me. “Just the tip.” I stuck my studded tongue through the holeand began to flick it around on the end of his cock. “Mmm, that’s a good girl, Katelyn. Keep doing that,” Jake said.
But after only a minute of my tongue ring playingon his cock tip, Jake stepped back and looked at me sternly. “I’m going to fuck your mouth and I want youto play with yourself but you are not allowed to come. Do you understand, Katelyn,” Jake asked. I shook my head up and down. “Esss, Suhh,” I said.
Jake ran his dick around my lipsbefore sliding it inside my mouth. Imoaned at the taste of him on my tongue. He slowly withdrew and slid it back in, to the back of my throat. I reached around in front of me and rubbedtwo fingers in my pussy juices then diddled with my clit using a very lighttouch. If I couldn’t come I didn’t wantto get worked up too much.
Jakecontinued to thrust his cock down my throat, holding my head still by clenchinga fist in my hair at the top. I dippedone finger inside my pussy and copied his rythym for a few minutes. “Ah, fuck, Katelyn. Your mouth is so hot,” he gasped.
He withdrew his shaft from the hole andreached behind my head to undo the strap holding the gag in place. He let it drop on the floor beside me. As he looked at me, he bent down and swept myhand out of the way. “That’s not whatyou really want is it, Katelyn?” I shookmy head. “No, Sir,” I said. “Tell me what you want, Katelyn,” he said ashe helped me to stand up, heels still on.
“I want you inside me, Sir,” Isaid, eyes cast down. He turned mearound and undid my skirt. He slid itdown my legs and told me to step out of it. On his way back up my body, heplanted a wet kiss on my ass. He liftedmy blouse and tossed it on the floor beside my skirt. My bra was next, although he lingered,playing with my nipples. I was nowcompletely nude except for my heels. Ibegan to step out of them when Jake stopped me.
“No, leave them on,” hewhispered. He then walked me over to thecouch that faced the kitchen. He had mestand behind the couch, then slowly, bent me over it. He ran the side of his hand through the cleftof my ass then pussy. I moaned andwiggled hoping for a repeat. Instead, hedrove two fingers into my hole and drilled me like crazy. I cried out and began pushing back againsthis fingers. “No coming,” he growled.
Oh, God! I wanted to come so bad! “Please, Sir. May I come,” I cried. He didn’t answer at first, too intent onravaging my pussy walls with his fingers. “No,” he finally said, “not yet.”
He pushed my head down onto thecouch cushions and reached between us to position his cock at my entrance. He pushed in an inch or so and then outagain, coating the head with my liquid fire. Once more, he slid in. Aboutthree inches this time. This slowtorture was driving me crazy. I tried topush back against him but all I got was a smack on the ass for my wastedeffort.
Once he was fully seated I felt himsqueeze one finger between my pussy wall and his cock, stretching me evenfurther. Oh, Jesus, that felt good! He shafted me with slow excruciating strokes,the downward pressure hitting my spot just right. I cried out several times, wishing he wouldgo faster.
Then he suddenly stopped. He withdrew completely and stepped backfrom me. When I felt his hot breath onmy ass I squirmed. “Oh please,” Ibreathed. He grabbed my juicy ass withboth hands and spread my cheeks wide. “Pleasewhat, Katelyn,” he asked, then bit down on my left ass cheek. “Ahhh! Please Sir, please Sir,” Iyelled. “Mmmmm, that’s my good girl,” hesoothed, then licked my puckered hole. Icould feel my thighs were dripping wet.
Jake slid his left hand up my legand hooked his thumb in my pussy, rubbing circles just inside. Meanwhile, his tongue was darting in and outof my asshole. My pussy clenched aroundhis thumb and he growled at me. “Don’tyou dare come, do you hear me? If youcome before I wet my cock in your hot hole again, you will be punished. Do you understand, Katelyn?”
“Oh, God, Sir! I need to come so bad. Please let mecome now. Please!” He pushed his otherthumb into my asshole and I moaned loudly. His tongue followed behind his thumb and he pinched my clit with hisother hand.
Before I shattered, Jake stood upand turned me around. He lifted my assup onto the couch back and shoved his dick deep inside me. He was jabbing my cervix with every thrustand I was lost. “Please Sir, now,” Icried.
“Awww, fuuuuccckkk,” he groaned. “Doit. Do it now.” The pounding became furious and I couldn’thold it back anymore. When it came, Ifelt all the blood rush to my pussy, then the incredibly hard contractions thatfollowed. I was coming so hard that Jakehad to fight just to stay inside me. I screamed until I was hoarse, clutching Jakesshoulders as he slung his come up into me.
We held onto one another for a fewminutes, trying to catch our breath. Jake lifted me down from the back of thecouch and helped me catch my balance on shaky legs.
I grabbed his chin and squeezed hisface. I gave him a quick peck on themouth. “I guess I’m cleaning thekitchen,” I said as I slowly sauntered away.