You fidget uncomfortably in bed next to me, unable to sleep. You know there's something you can do to help, but you know you can't. You've been a brat all day and this is your punishment. Desperately, you wiggle around, pressing your thighs together, hoping for just a little bit of relief from the intense throbbing between your legs.
Pouting, you look over at me and whimper. "Why did I have to be such a brat?" you ask yourself. All you've wanted to do today is cum and now you're regretting being so mouthy. Staring at me as I lay next to you, the guilt becomes overwhelming, just like the intense ache in your undies. You know what you have to do to make it all better.
You place your hand on my chest and turn towards me. Biting your lips, you struggle to form the one word that will fix everything. Like a brave girl, you muster up all your courage and softly say "Please."
I turn to you and a small smirk spreads across my face.
In that instance, all the bad feelings are washed away. Electricity shoots throughout your entire body as I give you a little nod, finally giving you permission. Your hand slides down your tank top and into your undies. A gasp escapes your lips as your fingers touch your already wet pussy. Waiting all day has made you extra sensitive. Every single touch feels amazing. Swiveling your hips, you grind into your own fingers, needing the contact.
Temporarily lost in pleasure, your eyes drift downward to see my cock standing straight up in my shorts. Seeing it so stiff just from watching you play is a major turn on and you can't help but slide one finger into your pussy. The groan is louder than you expect, catching you by surprise. Your eyes dart away from my cock and lock directly onto mine. Biting your lip hard, you say again, "Please."
Giving a tiny nod, you move your hand off my chest and down to my shorts. You linger for a few seconds, overcome with excitement. It feels like forever since you touched me last. Your fingers dip into my waistband, briefly playing with my hair. Slowly circling around, you inch closer and closer, your heart pounding in your chest.
Your breath becomes shallow when you grip my thick shaft and gently stroke up and down. Trying to match speed, your fingers dance along your pussy as you twist your hand around my cock. It feels so good in your grasp you can't help but push two fingers inside yourself, causing you to squeeze me hard. Watching your own hand go up and down in my shorts is such a turn on for you, but you need to see it in all its glory.
Pressing your body up against mine whisper "Please". I give you an affirmative
"Mmhmm" and you pull my cock out of my shorts.
Excitement fills your entire body as you stare at it, so thick and stiff. You think about it when you touch yourself, but to actual see it while you touch yourself is a new thrill. You slide your undies down to let me see how you touch your pretty pussy.
I reach over and graze my fingers across your stomach. You jump at my touch, causing me to smile. Slowly, my hand works across your body, tickling and teasing, making your skin grow hot. Closer and closer I get, circling around your bald cunt.
You've stopped stroking my cock, focusing only on my fingers. You grip it tightly, not wanting to let go, but unable to concentrate. Your chest heaves with excitement, your heart pounding in your ears.
Around and around my fingers go, teasing you mercilessly. I slide my fingers on either side of your pussy and begin to firmly squeeze. Over and over, I apply pressure and then release. Whimpers echo in the room. You can feel your pussy dripping with anticipation. Biting your lip hard, you know you can't contain yourself any longer.
"PLEASE!" you shout, needing it.
My middle finger grazes your hard, sensitive, throbbing clit and you practically scream. Just that tiny little touch and you're seconds away from cumming. Your body writhes in bed, desperately grinding at the air, trying to reach my hand as it hovers above you.
Overcome with need and desire, you slide down the bed and shove my entire cock down your throat. You've completely forgotten your manners as you bob your head up and down, mindlessly sucking and slurping. Looking up at me, you see the look on my face, and realize your error. Releasing my cock from your mouth, drool drips from your lips as you utter a sincere apology. You know you must be punished.
I place my hand on the back of your head and press it down, your face next to my spit-covered cock. Grabbing the shaft, I pull it back and then forcefully slap your cheek with it, saliva splattering against your face.
"One" you say dutifully. Pulling it back again, I smack my cock against your cheek even harder. "Two!" you shout. The process repeats until you've been slapped 25 times on each cheek. Lesson learned, you look towards me, swallowing hard and composing yourself before asking "Please?"
I nod and push your head towards my cock. Like a good girl you open wide, greedily taking every single inch of me in your mouth. You take it down your throat, holding it there as long as you can. Seconds feel like minutes, but you don't want to release it. Tears well in your eyes until finally you release it, gasping for air.
Leaning down, I kiss your forehead for doing such a good job and for asking properly. As a reward, I lift up your tank top, exposing your huge, beautiful tits. I can't help but smile watching them as they sway and bounce with every single movement.
Your nipples become stiff and erect at just the thought of me sucking on them. It feels like forever since I've had my lips wrapped around them, kissing them, sucking them, pulling them up and down with my mouth.
Barely containing yourself, you get on top of me and lower your tits to my mouth. Immediately, you recognize the look on my face. Not again, you think to yourself.
Taking your nipples between your finger, you twist hard, wincing at the stinging sensation. "One" you gasp. Twisting the other way, your mouth hangs open and your face scrunches up. "Two" you whimper. Straddling me, you torture your sensitive tits over and over, punishing yourself for not being a good girl.
You start to become raw when I pull your arms away, place my hands on your back and pull you towards me.
My lips are just inches from you. You concentrate hard and focus.
"Please" you say firmly.
