Andy had been away from home for three days now, and I was missing him like crazy. So the moment he stepped through the door, I frowned at him and spat, "Well it took you long enough." Before the poor man had a chance to mollify me, though, I threw myself at him and circled my arms around his neck, kissing him for dear life. Probably surprised, he stood motionless, but a fraction of a second later, I felt his mouth widen into a smile and his arms envelope me in a big bear hug.

"Oh god I've missed you," he breathed. I just kissed him again, this time, deliberately and sensuously. I was going to show you; I would punish you for those 3 days you teased me with the anticipation, for the times you reminded me of what I couldn't have. I'd show you, alright. My tongue did those little flips that he knew meant that I was being naughty, and I ended with a soft little bite on his lower lip that I dragged on slowly. I heard him moan, as I knew he would, and I backed up to the stairs, where I could be at the same height as my very tall boyfriend.

I put my hands on his shoulders and pressed my pelvis to his, giving him more deep kisses that were more intense than sweet and loving. As his large hands held the curve of my waist, pulling me against him, I let out a little moan that for all its softness, was making something very hard. "you know what else I missed?" I teased. "This," I said, slipping my hand into the front of his trousers and palming the tip of his hard dick, wrapping my fingers around it. I watched the look of pleasure and surprise on his face as I made a ring out of my index and thumb around the base of his cock and pulled, squeezing him hard, then thumbing his already-wet tip. "You- you're such a little vixen." he said, his voice like a man lost in lust. I pulled his cock out of his jeans and looked down at it-my mouth formed a little 'o' from shock. I had forgotten just how big he was. And at that moment, the memories of all the sex we had had previously came flooding back and it almost knocked me out cold.

"I want-" I stammered.
"What is it, Ju?" he asked, concerned.

"I want you to fuck me right now. You have no fucking idea how torturous those three days were!" I cried like a spoilt child.
"Not being able to pleasure you, to taste you, to fuck you until you've come a million times, that's torture." he growled in my ear as he carried me off and on top of the dining table. He lay me on it and pushed up and shirt over my head, then lowered his to my breast and sucked. His tongue flipped and flicked and his other hand rubbed the other nipple relentlessly.

I lay there, writhing and moaning, and then his hand drifted to my pussy. His finger slipped into the folds of my cunt and into it. I bucked and he finger fucked me, starting slowly but building up to a fast pace, pulling in and out, finger rigid and straight. he felt me start to throb and being the absolute master that he is, curled his finger at just the right moment. My insides exploded; he rubbed my g spot exactly as my orgasm hit.

I took his penis into my hands and pumped. His hips bucked and thrust involuntarily and I was surprised when he took my hands away. "Not like that," he chided. Suddenly, he rammed his rock hard cock into me. "Like this." he finished, as i wrapped my legs around his waist, straining to get more cock inside my pussy. He spread my legs wide apart and held my ankles down on the table. He drew back and I couldn't help feeling exposed-my cunt was there for him to freely see. He re-entered my pussy and went in deep, stretching me. As he thrusted in and out, every deep push of his cock into my pussy was more intense, the feeling of pleasure isolated and completely unfettered.

"Touch your clit."he commanded, and I happily obeyed. I matched it to his fucking and alternated. Thrust, massage clit. Repeat. His cock filled me up and stretched my pussy, and it was dripping with juice. One hand holding my pussy lips open and the other flicking my clit left and right, nubbing it, pressing it, sliding around it, flipping it around, I looked up at him, looked at my hands, looked at his big,swollen cock pumping in and out of me. I felt every thrust bring waves of delicious pleasure coursing through my pussy and whole pelvis. After so much of that, I came. He didn't stop. "Again."he said. I shook my head no, but he continued and a familiar burning in my pussy told me that I was about to come. I bucked and squirmed and cried out this time-it felt too good. Right before I came, he was talking dirty to me.

"DO you like that? I'm ramming my hard hard cock into your wet, tight, warm pussy. Juliette, I want to fuck you, I want to fuck your pussy so hard you feel it all over, I want to ram my cock into your sweet pussy and I want you to feel it pump into you hard and fast and heavy. I want to you to feel my hard hard meat pounding your wet pussy. Ju, i want to fuck your brains out." All that I could manage, on the other hand, was 'uh uh uh uh uh uh ah...ahhh. ah! ah ah ah ah ohhhh ooooohhh ugh ah! ah! ah! ah! ah! fuck fuck fuck fuck you're huge. fuck. cock-fuck-big-big-full-fuck-me-fuck-hard...er-ah! ah ah ah fuck yes, FUCK YES! YES! FUCK ME HARDER, HARDER, FUCK YOU'RE HUGE AHHH AHH AH! AH! AH!"

My breasts were jiggling from his thrusts and he grabbed them, thumbing the hard nipples forcefully and the added pleasure drove me over the edge again; I arched up and he paused, then he fucked me super fast and I had a mini orgasm during my epic one. As I was still throbbing and hyerventilating from pleasure, he shot his hot cum inside of me and slowed his thrusts as I cried out at the sensation of the jet of cum shooting up inside of me.

So much for punishment. I had been treated to a world of anything but.