Finished Work Early

Title: “A Spanking Good Time”

James hurried residence from work, desperate to get some “finished work” carried out himself. Today’s fortunate gal was Tara, a bombshell blonde MILF with a penchant for frolicsome self-discipline. They’d been texting naughty concepts all day, making James’ work really feel like a chore in comparison with the deliciously soiled issues awaiting him.

He discovered Tara ready impatiently on her king-sized mattress in black lace lingerie and excessive heels, wanting like she’d simply stepped out of his naughtiest fantasies. “Took you long enough, boy,” Tara purred, trailing a single purple nail down his chest. “I was thinking we could play a little game…”

James grinned, heartbeat already quickening. “I like games. What did you have in mind?”

“Well…” Tara smirked, producing a size of purple rope from her nightstand. “How’d you like to get tied up and punished for being such a bad boy?”

“Mmm, when you put it like that, how can I refuse?”

Tara had James strip all the way down to his boxers earlier than manhandling his lean, muscled physique onto the mattress on his abdomen. She seated herself on his decrease again, pinning him in place as expertly knotted the rope round his wrists and ankles, spreadeagling him helplessly. Her breasts pressed into him and the nice and cozy puff of her breath on his neck despatched shivers working via him.

“Comfy?” Tara cooed, giving his ass cheek a tough squeeze.

“Very,” James replied hoarsely. Blood pounded in his ears, making his cock swell as the primary sting of the suede flogger made him yelp. The sharp smack had him arching up instantly, craving extra. Tara smacked his butt cheeks repeatedly, constructing a scrumptious burn till the pores and skin was sizzling and tingling.

“Good boy, taking your punishment like this,” Tara crooned approvingly, rewarding him with sluggish rubs over the punished flesh. James moaned, hips bucking to press his laborious dick into the smooth mattress. “Naughty boy, humping the bed like a horny dog!” Tara scolded with a tsk, including a number of well-placed smacks to his sit spots for good measure.

By the time she withdrew, James was gasping and flushed, throbbing with want. A cool trickle ran down the crease of his ass and James glanced over his shoulder to see Tara squirting lube onto her fingers.

“Let’s get this tight little hole ready to milk your cock, hmm?” Tara instructed devilishly. James shuddered on the slick stress sliding between his cheeks. Prolonged teasing had him clenching round her finger because it lastly pushed inside.

“Mmm, so desperate for me,” Tara purred, pumping slowly. She added one other finger and shortly had him relaxed sufficient for 3, thrusting steadily. James keened breathlessly, the burning stretch tinged with the sparks of delight already constructing. Pre-cum leaked steadily from his weeping cock.

His pleas turned to wails as Tara crooked her fingers good, making his world spin with bliss. Then her fingers had been gone, leaving James panting and wrecked.

He heard the bottle of lube open once more and trembling turned to beautiful rigidity when he felt the blunt head of a Barbie cock, chilled by lube, urgent insistently towards his entrance.

“Who fucks your ass, baby?” Tara requested silkily.

“You do!” James replied desperately, pushing again to power the thick rubber to penetrate his clenching rim. Inch by heavy inch it invaded him till Tara’s hips pressed flush.

“You take it so well, for me,” Tara urged, pulling practically out earlier than sinking residence once more with a groan. She set a forceful rhythm, plowing into him and jostling the rope with each thrust. Groans and whimpers tumbled from James’ lips, the echoes of every influence like little microclimaxes. He was panting nonstop, each cell mild and on hearth.

calling him a very good boy spurred flames over each nerve ending as Tara hips jackknifed ahead repeatedly. “That’s it, take that cock, you’ll never be satisfied by anything else but this now.”

The rigidity coiled and James got here with a guttural shout, sizzling cum splattering the sheets beneath his cock. Tara fucked him via it, prolonging his climax to steal his breath away, and he squeezed across the relentlessly plunging dildo, observing stars. Finally, she collapsed towards his again to nuzzle into his neck.

“Fuck, boy. You took such a thorough punishment.” Tara laughed breathlessly. The push-pull of labor, worship, really feel was heady and James by no means wished it to finish.

Aftercare blissed out on the put up orgasmic excessive, Tara untied his limbs and had him flip round to wrap him up in a heat embrace. They kiss deeply, the style of lust and possession.

“Fuck, I blew my load hard,” James commented breathlessly. Tara smirks towards his lips.

“I wanted to make sure you had an early finish,” she replied with a mild however agency squeeze to James’ painfully laborious cock. They share one other deep intense kiss.

James and Tara snuggle shut, basking within the heat of the afterglow. He knew tomorrow there could be bruises adorning his bottom marking Tara’s thorough “finishing work”, and the thought made him smile.