I can hear you come up behind me while I wash the dishes but I don’t bother turning around. I continue washing even when you press yourself right up against me, nuzzling my neck and placing your hands on my waist. I playfully tell you to stop messing around and you feign innocence even as you push your hands up under my shirt and reach for my breasts. I squirm a little while you play with them, massaging them roughly and tugging on my nipples. It starts getting harder and harder to concentrate on the dishes and when you push your hard cock against my ass the plate in my hand drops back down into the soapy water with a loud splash. I grind myself on your dick, moaning while my hands try to fish out the plate. You bring your face close to my ear and ‘tsk’, making me shiver, and chastise me for being so clumsy. I stutter out an apology but you twist my nipple especially hard partway through it and my sorry turns into a low whine.

You whisper something about how I need to be punished and let go of my tits, opting instead to bend me over the sink. You pull up the hem of my skirt and tsk again when you see I’m not wearing panties. Rubbing your hands over my ass, you drag your nails over the skin, laughing at the way I suck in air and wiggle. Your hand pulls back and you wait a few seconds before smacking it down on my ass. I yelp, jumping, and you put one hand on my hip to steady me. You spank me again and again until my ass starts to sting and I'm sure it's bright red, and I find myself getting flustered at the thought of someone hearing.

Inbetween swats, you slip two fingers down and rub my pussy, calling me dirty for getting so excited from being spanked. You don’t put your fingers inside me, instead rubbing softly. I can’t help but pant, begging you to just fuck me already. You say something dumb and condescending, ‘now darling why would I do that’ and I want to get upset but the way you say ‘darling’ makes my legs weak and my heart beat fast and suddenly your fingers are pulled away from me and you’re back to slapping your palm against my ass.

You spread my ass and remark at how wet I’ve gotten and I can’t do anything but mumble under my breath. Keeping both asscheeks in your hands, you rub the head of your dick against me, teasing me as you coat yourself in my wetness.

I buck back against you and we both moan when your entire length slides into me. Grabbing my hips you slowly pull out and slam back in. You ask me if I’ve learned my lesson and I groan an whine and sputter out a yes, begging you to hurry up and fill me with your cum. I grab my own tits through my shirt, squeezing them while you fuck me, letting my tongue hang out and groaning your name with every thrust.