Same evening, continues, and ends

Kyle stirred, a groan escaping his lips as he felt the familiar warmth and wetness enveloping his member. His eyes snapped open, and he found Cory looking up at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "Master," she whispered, "I wanted to ask if I should go home, or if I can stay here tonight."

Kyle's eyes narrowed slightly before he broke into a grin. "Looks like you're already asking nicely," he murmured, his hand moving to the back of her head, pushing her down harder. Cory took the hint, her mouth moving faster, her tongue swirling around his shaft.

"Mmph," she moaned around his cock, her eyes watering as he grew harder in her mouth. He watched her with a sense of satisfaction, enjoying the sight of his **** eager to serve him.

"Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with sleep. "Keep that up, and you can stay."

Cory's eyes widened with excitement, and she began to suck with more enthusiasm. Kyle felt his orgasm building, his hips jerking slightly as she took him deeper.

"I'm going to cum," he warned, and she responded by taking him all the way in, her throat constricting around his cock as he came. She swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste of his cum, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over her.

Once she was done, she looked up at him with a smile. "Thank you, Master," she whispered.

Kyle leaned down and kissed her gently on the forehead, "You're welcome, slut. Now, let's clean up. I think mom made us dinner."

They both climbed out of bed, and Kyle led Cory to the shower. He turned on the hot water and stepped in, pulling her in after him. He soaped up a washcloth and began to lather her body, starting at her neck and moving down to her breasts. He took his time, massaging the soap into her skin, watching the water cascade down her body.

Cory's breath caught in her throat as he reached her breasts, his thumbs playing with her erect nipples. She could feel her body responding, her pussy clenching with need. "Master," she whimpered, "you're making me so horny."

"I know," he said, his voice filled with amusement. He leaned in and took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking hard as his hand moved down to her cunt. He teased her clit, feeling it swell under his touch. "But," he warned, "you don't get to cum unless I say so."

Her eyes went wide with excitement, and she nodded eagerly. "Yes, Master."

As they washed off, Kyle took every opportunity to touch and tease her, making sure she was on the edge of orgasm by the time they were done. He stepped out of the shower, towel around his waist, and held out a hand to help her out.

Water dripped from Cory's hair, down her back, and onto the floor as she stepped out. He grabbed another towel and began to dry her off, taking extra care to rub her sensitive areas.

"Don't bother with panties," Kyle murmured into Cory's ear as she was dressing up. After getting more or less decent, Kyle guided Cory downstairs by the hand, his other hand resting possessively on her ass.

The entire dinner went fast, as Kyle was busy fucking Cory's pussy with his fingers under the table, Sarah was busy struggling to not let her own hand from reaching to her son's cock, Cory was busy with trying to not moan to loud, and Mark, oblivious to the whole situation, was just trying to enjoy his meal.

"Well, that was pleasant," Kyle stood up from his seat, and acting like a perfect gentlemen reached a hand to his date. Cory could barely sit straight, so his help was appreciated.

"Thanks master," without a care in the world, Cory kissed Kyle full on the lips. The kiss was not gentle, it was a full-body collision of passion and desperation. Her tongue darted out to taste him, her teeth grazed his lower lip, and she moaned as his fingers dug into her ass, pulling her closer. She was a live wire of need, and he was the only one who could short circuit her.

Sarah couldn't help but laugh at the sight of her son and his eager little slut. "You two really need to get a room," she said with a shake of her head, but the smile on her face belied any actual disapproval.

"Thank you for dinner, Mom," Kyle said, his voice strained as he hugged Cory tighter, preventing her from getting on her knees right there.

"You're welcome," Sarah said, her gaze flicking down to the noticeable bulge in Kyle's pants. "Make her purr tonight," she added with a wink that made Cory blush.

As they ascended the stairs, Cory's eyes never left Kyle's, her desire for him palpable. Once in his room, he didn't bother with the usual commands. He knew that she knew, that it was up to him whether she would get to cum tonight. He sat on the edge of his bed and gestured for her to come closer. "Hands behind your back," he instructed, his voice firm but not harsh.

Cory's pulse quickened, and she eagerly complied, placing her hands behind her behind. She watched him, her eyes wide with anticipation, as he took his cock in his hand and nodded to her to get on her knees. She did so without hesitation, her legs spreading apart slightly as she balanced herself. Kyle's cock was already hard and demanding, standing tall against his abs.

He leaned back on the bed, his hand reaching out to stroke her cheek. "Look at me," he murmured, his eyes dark with desire. Cory's gaze snapped up to meet his, and she felt a thrill run down her spine. He guided his cock to her mouth, and she opened her lips eagerly, taking him in. He didn't hold back, pushing in until his cock hit the back of her throat, making her gag slightly. "Good girl," he praised, his voice thick with lust.

"You can cum, by the way." His comment made her twitch as she tried to move her hand to play with herself but remembered she wasn't allowed. She moaned in frustration, moving her head faster, letting Kyle's cock hit deeper in her throat, her eyes watering as she tried to keep her legs apart. She could feel her own juices pooling between her legs, soaking the floor.

"Master, please" She managed to get out around his length, her eyes pleading with him.

"What?" Kyle's eyes were gleaming with excitement, "What do you want, slut?"

Cory gasped as his dick hit her throat once more, "**** me," she whimpered, "Please **** me."

He didn't need to hear it twice. He gripped her throat, his hand tightening as he held her in place. Her eyes went wide with terror and ecstasy, her body bucking against his hand as she tried to breathe. But it was the lack of air that pushed her over the edge. Her cunt clenched, her juices spurting out, painting the floor in a pattern of pleasure.

Kyle watched with satisfaction as Cory's body convulsed around his cock, her orgasm shaking her to the core. He didn't let up, his hand tightening further as she squirmed and moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head. When she finally went limp, he pulled out, his cock glistening with her saliva and his cum.

"Good girl," he murmured, a proud smile playing on his lips. He picked her up, her body feeling so light and delicate in his arms, and placed her on the bed. Kyle then took a seat beside her, his hand moving to her chest to caress her breasts. He noticed the way she arched into his touch, even though her eyes were closed. He leaned down and took one into his mouth, sucking hard as he pinched the other. Cory's breath hitched, and she moaned softly.

"Master," she whispered, her voice thick with sleep and pleasure, "are we done for tonight?"

He looked up at her, his eyes dark and filled with mischief. "For sure, I think we got enough excitement for one day." Kyle positioned himself so that his head was resting comfortably on Cory's other breast, his hand still playing with the one he had just been suckling.

"You can go to sleep now," he murmured against her skin, his voice muffled by her flesh. Cory nodded, and put her arms around her master's neck, holding him close. His breathing evened out, and she felt his weight settle into her.