WARNING: G!P
“I assumed you understood!” She cries out, throwing her hands in the air. You watch as she begins pacing the living room.
“You assumed? What the hell?” You cross your arms, glowering at her form. “Why didn’t you just ask?” She stops pacing to look at you, mouth agape. Swallowing hard, she shakes her head. “What?” You ask angrily.
“I shouldn’t have to ask!”
“Seriously? Shouldn’t have to ask? YOU shouldn’t assume anything!” You jab your finger into her chest, hitting the solid wall of muscle. You leave your finger there a little longer than you should, staring at her chest. A jolt of pleasure shoots through you when you lift your head to meet her eyes. Momentarily, the argument disappears from your head. More than anything, you want to kiss her.
“You’re right, I shouldn’t have assumed,” Kara says, maintaining eye contact. Suddenly, all thought floods your brain again, the argument stagnating. You take a few steps backward, trying to put some distance between them. The last thing you should be thinking about is… “Why didn’t you just come?”
“W-what?” You glance at her, trying to ignore how impossibly good she looks right now.
“Why didn’t you come?” She says again, cocking an eyebrow and crossing her arms. You swallow, your mouth running dry as you think about the situation. Suddenly, an idea pops into your head. A sly smile spreads across your lips.
“Because you haven’t touched me, yet.” Kara’s eyes widen in surprise.
“A sex joke, really?” You can tell she suppresses an eye roll as you begin undoing the buttons on your shirt. “Seriously… we should talk about this,” she says hesitantly. The familiar throb of her erection begins as you reveal your luscious breasts.
“We…” You say slowly. “…can talk later.” You unclasp your bra, letting it fall to the floor before beginning to fondle your breasts, pinching and pulling at your nipples. You bite your lip, glancing at her.
“Fuck.” She rubs the back of her neck, the tent in her joggers becoming more apparent. “Come here,” she growls. Obediently, you walk up to her, grasping her through the material. “Good girl.”
“Are you going to punish me, Daddy?”
“Be quiet, Y/N.” You nod quickly, eager to please. “On the floor.” Kneeling on the soft carpet, you’re at eye level with her erection. “Let’s put that smart mouth to better use.” She lowers her joggers and underwear to reveal her cock, reaching out toward you. Kara places a hand on the back of your head, gripping your hair, and guides your mouth onto her. You begin licking and sucking her cock. “Fuck, that’s better.”
“Daddy…” You whine, panting hard from the lack of oxygen.
“Quiet. I’d better not hear you again,” she growls, pushing your mouth back onto her. The familiar tightening sensation in her balls grows quickly. “Stop, Y/N,” she commands. “Stand up.” She wraps a hand around your throat as soon as you stand, squeezing.
“Daddy…” You whimper. “Please.” Kara backs you against the wall and then leans down to your ear.
“Daddy’s going to fuck you so hard.” You bite your lip, squirming against her grip around your throat. She easily pulls off your pants and underwear, sliding a finger between your folds, collecting the moisture gathered there. Sucking it off, she groans, tasting your sweet nectar.
“P-please, I need you inside me. Punish me.” Suddenly, she shoves her finger into your mouth.
“Maybe now, you’ll remain quiet.” Eyes glinting, you lick and suck her finger, tasting yourself. Removing her hand off your neck, she guides herself to your entrance, slowly sliding inside. Once she’s to the hilt, she pulls out halfway and then thrusts hard into you, making you cry out.
Kara continues fucking you, her finger still inside your mouth, muffling your moans. She leans her head down to suckle on your nipples, taking the hard nubs into her mouth, gently biting them before soothing the sting. “Turn around, Y/N.” Her finger leaves your mouth as you face the wall, your ass sticking out toward her. She rubs one cheek before bringing her hand down onto it hard, the noise echoing in the room.
“Oh!” You gasp, as the sudden sting is unexpected. She slides herself back into you, smacking your ass again.
“Take Daddy’s big cock.” A couple more slaps across your cheeks push you over the edge, your pussy clenching her cock, trying to milk it.
“Oh, DADDY!” You cry out, the pleasure is overwhelming. Kara grips your hips to hold you up as she pumps a few more times before emptying herself into you. Pulling out, she guides you to the couch, grabbing your shirt and handing it to you.
“So, where were we?”
