“I see we’re going to skip the formalities of dinner yet again.” I slammed the door as I stepped inside. Her cat disappeared around the corner.
“You’re obviously not going to leave me alone until you’re tired of fucking me, so how many days of silence will this buy me?” She dropped her robe to the floor and stood before me completely naked. My cock immediately began to get hard in my pants.
“I’ll tell you what.” I walked over and put my arms around her back. “You let me fuck you tonight and I won’t call you at all tomorrow—but tomorrow night, I’m coming back for more.”
“Jesus...” She drew a breath and stared at me. “What makes me so damn special? You were supposed to fuck me and leave me alone—that was the deal.”
“I never made that deal.” I reached down and squeezed her ass.
“It was implied.” She leaned against me.
“I like you, Abby.” I pressed my lips to her neck. “I like you a lot.”
She started fumbling with my tie as I scooped her up and dropped her on the couch. I climbed on top and started kissing her neck and her ears, finally moving to her lips. My cock was swelling up so tight in my pants that it was starting to hurt. I could see the lust and desire in her eyes as my tie came off, followed by my shirt. She rubbed her hands across my muscled chest and then pulled me back towards her lips. Our kiss was like electricity meeting water, creating a storm of passion between us. I reached down and rubbed her pussy which was already wet again. She unbuckled my belt, unfastened my pants, and started stroking my cock through the fabric.
“You’re in a hurry to have that inside of you, huh?” I grinned and kissed her neck again.
“The faster it is inside of me, the faster you’ll be gone.” She pushed my trousers down along with my boxers and started to caress my naked cock.
“So you just want me to fuck you and go?” I could see goosebumps forming on her neck as she felt my breath on her ear.
“Yes.” She nodded.
“Fine.” I stood up and removed the rest of my clothes. “I’ll just fuck you then.”
I pulled her to the arm of the couch and rolled her over. She turned to jelly in my arms as I draped her across the arm and tilted her head towards the floor. Her pussy was fully exposed and glistening with the wetness of her desire. I climbed behind her on the couch and pressed my cock to the wetness after I slid a condom on. She pushed her hips back against it and I started to slide inside. Her pussy still wasn’t used to getting fucked and it started to clench up when I started to push my cock inside of it. I forced my cock inside and made her pussy stretch to accommodate my girth as she moaned with a mixture of pain and pleasure. I grabbed her waist and started quickly driving my girth into her tightness. She fit me like a glove and felt amazing when all twelve inches were buried inside of her.
“Damn, you feel good.” I let out a grunt as I started to thrust.
I picked up the speed and intensity once her pussy was fully adjusted to the first and only cock it had ever felt. There was something erotic about that thought, knowing that no man had ever touched her except me. Fucking her from behind allowed me to hit her g-spot at a different angle than I had the last time I was inside of her and I could feel her body reacting to the sensation. I locked both hands around her waist and held her there, owning her pussy with every long stroke that was driven so deep I could feel the echo of her moans against my cock. Even if it was only our second time together, I already knew exactly how she needed to be fucked to feel the maximum pleasure from my thrusts. I bent her pleasure to my will, giving her slow methodical g-spot stimulations, followed by harder thrusts that brought her to the edge of an orgasm, and then I slowed it down again before she could cum.
“Don’t slow down, please!” Her voice cracked when I gave her g-spot a quick thrust while she spoke.
“You said you wanted me to fuck you, so I’m going to fuck you how I want to.” I lifted my hand and brought it down hard on her ass.
“Hey!” She snapped her head towards me.
“Did you like that?” I gave her another one on the other side while she watched.
“I’m not into that.” She shook her head.
“How do you know? You’re were a virgin until I fucked you. You might be surprised by the number of things I can make you like.” I reached forward and grabbed her hair. “I bet you even like it rough.”
I pulled back on her hair and started thrusting into her as hard as I could. Her whole body contorted and a loud moan of pleasure rushed out of her throat like a typhoon of pleasure. I slammed into her pussy so hard I was concerned I would leave bruises before I was done, and she shook with pleasure that was magnified with more intensity than I had felt from her before that moment. She definitely liked it rough. I kept thrusting as hard as I could until she was on the edge again. I kept her hair pulled tight but I slowed down to keep her on the edge for a little bit longer. My cock was throbbing and begging for a release, but if I had to go once we were done, I was going to make it a damn marathon instead of a sprint.
“You like every bit of that don’t you?” I slapped her ass again.
“Yes!” Her body tightened underneath me as the confession rushed across her lips.
My furious thrusting was making her so wet that her lust was running down her thighs and mixing with the perspiration of our bodies. She was melting into the discovery of her hidden desires—things she probably only read about or saw in movies. It was becoming a part of her real life as I kept impaling her on my cock and pounding her tight, wet pussy. I felt her orgasm get close over and over but I denied her, slowing down before she could erupt. My hand stayed tied up in her hair so long my knuckles were getting numb, but she was still panting with each breath begging for more. I realized I wasn’t going to be able to last much longer, so I started concentrating on her g-spot, delivering hard and powerful thrusts that caused the arm of the couch to creak and shudder against the force of her body being driven into it.
“You’re going to make me cum...” It was there before she finished her sentence.
Her body started to quiver and shake. I loved the feeling of a woman orgasming on my cock. Her pussy clenched against me, getting tight as she spasmed and shook. The sensations of her orgasm flooding through her body caused my cock to throb and pulsate. Cum began to erupt as I let out several hard grunts of pleasure. I could feel it swelling in the condom to the point it felt like the pocket designed to catch it was going to explode if I wasn’t careful. I started to slow my thrusts as my muscles tightened and my body was drained of cum. I released her hair and let her head slump down before I pulled out of her and slumped down on the couch behind her. She let out a moan when our bodies were separated and remained against the arm of the couch, her body still dripping with lust. I removed the condom and tied it in a knot, holding it in my hand as I recovered some of my spent energy.
“I guess I’ll go now.” I stood and picked up my pants.
“Wait...” She muttered, turning towards me. “You don’t have to go.”
“You said you wanted me to fuck you and leave, so I’m leaving. If you want me to stay, tell me that tomorrow before I fuck you.” I leaned over and gave her another hard slap on her ass, but she didn’t react.
I finished dressing and left her naked on the couch. I saw her cat peeking around the corner, probably wondering what the hell I did to his mama. I sent my driver a text message and waited by the curb until he arrived. I tossed the condom in the bushes before I climbed into the back of the car and looked back at her house. I hadn’t fucked a woman like that in years. I had gotten tired of the endless merry-go-round of sluts that wanted it rough and it changed my philosophy. I went after the good girls that didn’t know what they wanted—the kind that could count their partners on one hand. It was rare to find one that didn’t even have one to count. I wasn’t sure what the future held for Abby and me, but I knew that I would be back the next night, and I was going to fuck her again.
C
hapter 15: Abby
Holy shit.
My body had been pillaged. The front of my thighs hurt from being slammed against the couch and they were slightly rubbed raw from the fabric. The back of my thighs hurt from the intensity of his thrusts. There was even a light sting across my ass from where he slapped it. My scalp tingled and my hair had just melded with the sweat on my neck. My pussy felt like it had been wrecked. The strangest part of it was that I didn’t care—I felt so much pleasure from the way he fucked me that it was worth every second of the agony I knew I would feel when I walked into work the next day. I finally got enough energy from the afterglow of my orgasm to roll off of the arm of the couch and sink into the cushions. Sebastian walked over and pressed his nose to my hand.
“I’m sorry, Sebastian. Your mommy is becoming a slut...” I closed my tired eyes, unable to keep the lids forced open. “Apparently I like it rough...”
I thought it was going to be about me. I thought I could use Mr. Mistake twice and walk away unscathed. As I lay there on the couch with the air conditioning blowing across my body, I wished he was there with me. I wanted him to stay and put his arms around me the way he did after the first time we had sex. I regretted telling him to fuck me and leave. It was a defense mechanism against having him do it anyway, but I underestimated the need for his touch after my body had been ravaged. It was still early and I needed to eat. Sebastian was likely starving as well. When I thought I was going to fall asleep if I stayed on the couch another minute, I stood and grabbed my robe. I ate a light meal and fed Sebastian before walking upstairs and collapsing in my bed.
I CHECKED MY PHONE as I walked into work the next morning. I hoped for a text message, and I had one, but it was from Mary-Katherine instead of Max. The State Fair was coming up in a month and we always tried to make it a point to go. I confirmed I was interested, like I always was, and walked into the office. I blushed when I saw the conference room and remembered what Max did to me the last time I sat at the table. I decided to hold a quick power session with my team to talk over plans and get some status updates. After that was done, I wrote up a report for Mr. Hawthorne, and then I started reviewing some of the work that had been completed by the team. Everything was coming together nicely; I just needed to get through a lot of reports and analyze some data.
“Hey Adam.” I caught his attention and motioned for him to come over.
“What can I help you with?” He walked over and looked at my screen where I was pointing.
“I’m not familiar with these reports here. There’s one from the FDA and some sort of lab analysis?” I opened them up and leaned back so he could read them.
“Oh, that’s nothing.” He waved his hand at the monitor, dismissing it. “Now that we’re moving into the realm of marketing it more as a vitamin supplement than an energy drink to get past the college advertisement restrictions, we’re getting some new tests done.”
“Okay.” I shrugged and closed the emails. “I think that is something for the people at Energy Enhanced to worry about.”
“Agreed.” Adam nodded. “So, we’ve been working together for a little bit. Any chance you’d be interested in that date?”
“I can’t.” I grimaced out of feigned respect for his feelings. “I’m actually kind of seeing someone.”
“Wow, you move fast. Did you already get married as well?” He laughed. “Talk to you later.”
My relationship—or whatever it was—with Max was complicated. I definitely couldn’t explain it to Adam. The day came to a close with a few more emails and I still hadn’t received a single text from Max. I wondered if he would even show up, or if I would end up being another victim of Mr. Mistake with him on my mind when I went to sleep alone. I was actually anticipating his arrival. I was staring at the clock, waiting for the final minute to tick so I could run home and get ready. When that moment finally came, I shut down my computer and headed towards the parking garage. One last look at my phone confirmed it was still silence on his end. I parked my car outside my house and walked inside, where I was immediately greeted by Sebastian.
“Did you have a good day?” I picked him and hugged him tight. “Mommy missed you.”
That was enough affection for Sebastian. He let me hug him for a moment and then he was ready to be released. I decided to go ahead and feed him. If I had another night like the previous one, I wouldn’t want to get off the couch or come downstairs once it was over. I poured myself a glass of wine and sat down on the couch wearing nothing but a light robe again. The clock ticked closer and closer to the six o’clock hour. It was time to find out if I was another victim of Mr. Mistake or if he would appear at my door ready to step into my life for the third time. If he didn’t do second dates, the third date was definitely going to be one hell of a stretch. I watched the clock intently and then I heard a car outside. A couple of seconds later the door slammed.
That’s him...
“You’re on time.” I opened the door and took a step back.
“I’m always on time.” He growled as he stepped into my living room and slammed the door.
Before I even had a chance to react to him, he closed the distance between us and took me in an embrace. He put one hand on the small of my back and another one on my neck. His lips came crashing into mine like a wave that I couldn’t prepare for, or escape. The red wine I had been drinking mixed with a hint of whiskey on his breath. The flavors intertwined as my lips parted and he slid his tongue between them. I felt myself melting into the kiss, begging for more before it was even done, but I couldn’t fall into that trap. There were things I needed to say and I wouldn’t be able to say them once our clothes came off. I forced a break and stepped back.
“Before we start...” I held him at arm’s length as he drew panted breaths following the kiss. “We need to set some boundaries, establish some rules, and talk about where this is going.”
“This is going to the bedroom.” He pushed my hand away and wrapped his arms around my waist again. “I don’t do boundaries, I don’t do rules. You belong to me and I’m going to fuck you anytime I want.”
His lips were on mine again as soon as the words were said. My body was burning with my desire for him. He kissed me passionately, moving from my lips to my neck, sending chills through my whole body. He slid a hand into my robe and rubbed my nipple, circling it for a moment before he pushed my robe off. It hit the floor and scooped me up, holding my naked body in his arms. He started walking towards the stairs and our lips met again, pressing together with our hungry tongues continuing to circle each other as we walked up the stairs. He pushed the door of my bedroom open and started to undress while I looked up at him from the spot I landed.
“You won’t even discuss where this is going?” I rolled to the side and reached for his belt.
“You’re the one that wanted me to fuck you and leave.” He removed his tie and started working on his shirt. “I don’t need you to keep spelling it out for me.”
“What about a trade?” I pulled him closer and started unfastening his pants.
“I am a businessman.” He looked down at me as I tugged his pants down and exposed his cock.
“How about I suck your cock and you agree not to leave until I fall asleep?” I opened my mouth and ran my tongue along the head.
“Not interested.” He shook his head. “You don’t get rewarded for sucking my cock, you do it because you’re mine.”
He reached behind my head and grabbed my hair, pushing his cock between my lips. I stretched my jaw as wide as I could, feeling his enormous girth fill my entire mouth. I could barely breathe when he got a few inches in and started sliding his cock across my tongue. The head seemed to swell large as he pleasured it on my taste buds. He finally relaxed his grip on my hair and I was able to start moving my head, sliding my lips down his shaft. I gripped the part that wasn’t in my mouth with my right hand and stroked it while I started to swallow his massive cock. I pushed him a little deeper each time he slid across
my tongue and formed a vacuum seal with my lips, which stretched my lips so tight I could feel the muscles in my neck being strained.
“Since you wanted a trade, I got one for you.” He rested his hand on my head. “Swallow my cum and I’ll stay until you go to sleep.”
I moaned and nodded, trying to let him know I agreed. Hearing his words gave me a new enthusiasm and I started moving my lips up and down his shaft faster. I forced more of his cock into my mouth and swallowed it deep into my throat. I pushed his cock so deep I started to gag on it and I had to quickly withdraw it to my tongue. Once my throat relaxed, I swallowed it again and sucked on his length. I felt like a porn star as I took his cock so deep that I felt it colliding with the back of my throat. Feeling his cock throb in my mouth when I ran it across my tongue made my pussy start to get extremely wet. I pulled my cock out of my mouth and made a bend with my tongue, moving up and down the underside of his shaft. He moaned with pleasure.
“That feels really good.” He sighed with a pant of excitement.
I moved my tongue down his shaft and started to run it across his balls. I stroked his length while I licked around the right one, around the left one, and then slid my tongue between them. He started to moan louder and his hips moved forward, grinding his cock into my hand while I stroked it. I worked my tongue back up the shaft and rolled it around the head a few times before opening my mouth and taking it down my throat again. After several minutes of bobbing my head up and down his shaft, I felt my throat start to relax. I swallowed hard and felt his cock go deep into my esophagus, stretching it out as he did. I wasn’t able to hold it there long but he let out a grunt of pleasure when he felt my lips pressed against his pelvis.
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