Seaside Correction

The salty breeze whipped through the open balcony doors of the seaside hotel suite, carrying the crash of waves and the faint scent of sunscreen. My pulse hammered as I watched Lena bend over the massage table in her tiny black sports bra and thong, her firm ass cheeks already flushed pink from our earlier session. Tension crackled between us like the distant thunder rolling over the ocean; she was my client, but the way she kept pushing every boundary made me ache to teach her a lesson.

"You said you'd hold that plank for two minutes straight, Lena," I growled, stepping closer. My hands flexed at my sides, palms itching.

She glanced back over her shoulder, dark hair sticking to her damp neck, lips parted. "I got distracted, Jake. The view from here... it's too damn beautiful. You gonna punish me for it?"

Her words hit like a spark. We'd danced around this for weeks during her private training, her teasing me with those lingering touches and sassy comebacks. Today, with the hotel empty except for us and the endless sea outside, the line snapped.

I moved fast, grabbing her hips and yanking her thong down to her knees in one rough tug. The fabric whispered against her smooth, tanned skin. "You want punishment? Then bend over properly. Ass up."

"Yes, sir," she breathed, obeying instantly. Her juicy ass lifted higher, cheeks spreading just enough to reveal the glistening slit of her pussy. The sight made my cock throb hard against my shorts.

My hand came down with a sharp crack, spanking her right cheek. The sound echoed off the walls, mixing with her sharp gasp. Heat bloomed under my palm, her skin turning a deeper pink.

"Fuck, that stings so good," Lena moaned, pushing back for more. "Harder, Jake. I've been such a brat during our workouts."

Another smack landed on the left side, then back again, alternating in a steady rhythm that made her flesh jiggle. Each impact sent shivers racing up her spine; I could see the way her thighs trembled, her wet pussy lips swelling and parting with every jolt. The smell of her arousal mixed with the ocean air, musky and sweet.

I paused to rub the heated skin, fingers dipping between her cheeks to tease her dripping entrance. "Look at you, soaking already. This isn't just punishment, is it? You get off on me spanking this perfect ass."

She whimpered, grinding against my hand. "God, yes... your hand feels so hot on me. Don't stop. Please."

I delivered five more firm spanks in quick succession, watching her ass bloom red under my touch. Her moans grew louder, turning into needy cries that blended with the waves outside. My cock was leaking pre-cum by now, straining painfully.

"Get on the bed," I ordered, voice rough. She scrambled up, kicking her thong away, and knelt on all fours, back arched deep. I stripped off my shorts, my thick cock springing free. Grabbing her hips, I rubbed the head along her slick folds, coating myself in her juices.

Then I thrust in hard, burying every inch into her tight, spasming pussy. "Oh shit, you're so wet from that spanking," I groaned, starting a slow, deep rhythm that let me feel every flutter around my dick.

Lena pushed back to meet me, her reddened ass cheeks brushing my hips with each stroke. "Deeper, Jake... fuck me like you mean it. Spank me while you're inside."

I obliged, one hand cracking down on her ass again while the other gripped her waist. The dual sensation made her clench hard around me, her walls rippling in waves. I switched positions, flipping her onto her back and hooking her legs over my shoulders. This angle let me pound faster, my balls slapping against her sore skin.

Her tits bounced with every thrust, nipples hard as pebbles. I leaned down to bite one lightly, earning a sharp cry. "I'm gonna cum if you keep spanking me like that," she panted, eyes glassy with lust.

"Do it. Cum on my cock while your ass is still burning." I slapped her thigh this time, then her ass again as I drove in deep and held, grinding my pelvis against her clit.

Lena shattered, her pussy gushing around me in pulsing squeezes that milked my shaft. "Yes! Fuck, Jake... I'm cumming so hard!"

Her orgasm triggered mine. I pulled out at the last second, stroking furiously until thick ropes of cum painted her reddened ass and dripping pussy. She reached back, rubbing it into her skin with a wicked smile.

We collapsed together, sweat-slick and breathing hard as the sea breeze cooled our bodies. Morning light filtered in the next day, soft and golden over the waves. I made coffee on the balcony while Lena lounged in a robe, wincing slightly as she sat on the cushioned chair. Our eyes met over the mugs, full of stolen glances and secret smiles. The red marks on her skin peeked out just enough to remind us both of the night before, promising more "training" sessions before checkout.