I’m too far gone right now even for words, the sounds coming from my mouth the animalistic variety, grunts and groans and moans of ecstasy as Andy fucks me into oblivion. I turn my head slightly, allowing me to catch a glimpse of him as he slams into me and for some reason this puts me over the edge. I scream into the rug as another orgasm quickly comes and goes, not as prolonged as the others but just as powerful.
But Andy still doesn’t slow down. He’s in his own world now, oblivious to my whims, my wants, my needs. Which is just fine by me. After all, that’s why I came to him tonight, because I wanted to be owned, dominated, fucked into submission. And he’s doing a fine job of it.
Sometime later, Andy pulls out, climbs to his feet and spins me over onto my back. He lifts my ass into the air and pushes my legs down so my knees are next to my head, folding me in half with my ass up. The piledriver. Not my favorite position but that’s okay. I know Andy likes it and I’ve already had my fun. This is for him now. Time to let him do what he wants, to allow him to get off, to make him happy.
He straddles me, his big, muscular body looming over me, then squats to bring his cock down to my pussy. Using both hands he spreads my pussy then sticks his cock inside me. He grabs ahold of my ankles and spreads my legs, holding them wide, opening up my pussy to accept his cock.
His leg muscles working hard, he drives his hips down into me faster and faster, fucking me with reckless abandon as he approaches orgasm. He is staring down at my face, clearly enjoying the control he has over me, getting off on my helplessness as he fucks me, his cock going deeper and deeper inside me, causing me to squirm in pleasure.
“Do it, do it, just like that,” I say, my voice higher-pitched and softer than usual, playing up my helplessness, my lack of control. “Fuck me with that big cock of yours, Andy. Give it to me. Make me pay, Andy. Make me pay.”
I can tell from his reaction that this line of dialogue turns him on. His pumps become faster, more powerful, more meaningful. He is marching quickly towards orgasm, and I’m going to help him get there.
“Punish me,” I say. “Fuck me like the dirty slut I am, Andy. Punish me!”
He grimaces and lets out a sharp breath. I’ve seen that face before. I know exactly what it means. He’s gonna cum.
“Cum on my face, Andy,” I say. “I want you to cum on my face.”
Again, not my favorite thing in the world, but I know that’s what Andy wants, what he’s waiting for, and it’s worth it to keep him happy.
He pumps his cock into me a few more times and then he’s scrambling down, squatting even further, his legs hooked over mine, forcing my knees to the floor as his cocks looms large over my face, his expression one of intense pleasure as he jerks his cock and sends his hot of cum all over me. It’s a huge load, three giant streams plus a few smaller ones, covering my chin, my cheeks, my eyes, my forehead, even my hair. Getting everywhere. But that’s all right. I don’t mind. Anything to make Andy happy.
And happy he is, smiling and laughing like a high-schooler. I lift my head and suck on the tip of his cock, taking the last couple drops of cum into my mouth, milking him for all he’s worth.
“Holy shit,” he says, shaking his body one last time and climbing to his feet. “You’re one hell of a fuck, Missy.”
“You’re not too shabby yourself, Andy.”
Smiling, he holds his hand out and pulls me to my feet.
“What do you say we take a shower and get some food and then do it all over again,” he says.
“Sounds like a plan,” I say.
Because there’s no such thing as too much sex. At least not for a dirty little slut like me.
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PUNISHED BY THE GIRLFRIEND
BROCK LANDERS
Matt Hoffman was horny as hell when he got home from working the midnight shift. Jennifer, his live-in girlfriend of six months, was already asleep and she had to be up in four hours to go to work, so waking her wasn’t an option. Which was fine by Matt; sometimes it was just easier to jerk off anyway. He didn’t have to worry about pleasing anyone but himself.
Making sure the door to the bedroom was closed so he wouldn’t disturb Jen, Matt sat down on the couch, opened the laptop, and put it on the coffee table. After surfing the internet for a few minutes he found exactly what he was looking for: a link advertising a tiny little brunette with gigantic fake tits getting fucked in the ass. He clicked on the link and slid his cock out of his pants.
Matt was just starting to get into it when he heard the door creak open behind him. He quickly leaned forward and flipped the laptop shut, then stuffed his cock back into his pants, hoping that he wasn’t too late. The last thing he needed right now was to get in an argument with his girlfriend.
“What are you doing?” Jen asked, wearing one of his t-shirts and nothing else. It barely covered her ass and made her already long legs look even longer. Her shoulder-length blonde hair was messed up from sleeping, but that just made her look more sexy. And her nipples were hard and poking up against the cotton.
“Nothing,” Matt said, unable to take his eyes off her. He found himself wondering—as he often did—how he’d ended up with such a smoking hot chick and how long she would put up with his crap before getting rid of his ass.
“Yeah, right,” she said. “Don’t give me that shit. You were doing something on the laptop.”
“I was just looking at fantasy football.”
“Football, huh?”
“Yeah.”
Jen came around the couch and was standing in front of him, glaring down on him. She glanced down at his groin.
“Does fantasy football usually give you a boner?”
“Actually,” Matt said, “You always say that it does.”
“Yeah, dumb question, I guess,” Jen said. “But the computer screen won’t lie. You don’t mind if I take a look, do you?”
“There’s no need,” Matt said. “I already closed the page. I had just finished up and was coming to bed.”
“Then you really won’t mind if I peek at it,” Jen said. She reached for the laptop.
Matt sat back and dropped his eyes and shook his head. There was no use trying to stop her now. He was just going to have to take his medicine like a man.
Jen flipped open the laptop. The video Matt had been watching picked up right where it had left off.
“Yeah, you were just about finished, all right,” Jen said, looking back at him.
Matt kept his mouth shut. He knew that anything he said now would just get him in more trouble.
“Well,” Jen said, surprisingly sounding more amused than pissed off. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
“What can I say?” Matt asked. “You were asleep and I was feeling it. So I decided to take care of my problem.”
“Did you even bother trying to wake me up?”
“No, I figured you just wanted to sleep.”
“Why did you think that?”
Matt shrugged.
“You know what I think?” Jen said. “I think you would rather watch some slut take it in the ass than fuck your girlfriend.”
“That’s not true,” Matt said.
“No? Then how do you explain coming home and turning on porn without even trying to wake me up.”
“I already told you—”
“Yeah, yeah,” she said. Her words were harsh but her tone said it was all in good fun. She wasn’t really all that pissed at him. “You just figured I wanted to sleep.”
“Exactly.”
“So you would rather fuck me than watch porn?”
“Of course,” Matt said.
“You’re gonna have to prove it to me,” Jen said.
“Gladly,” Matt said, starting to stand up.
Jen put her hands on her shoulders and gave him a shove, knocking him back down onto the couch. “No, no, no,” she said. “You’re just going to sit there and let me do whatever I want to you until I say you can do otherwise. That’s how you’re going to pr
ove it to me.”
Matt tried not to smile. He loved it when Jen took charge. He only wished she did it more often. If he would have known how easy it was to get her to take charge, he would have done something like this earlier.
“Fine, fine,” he said, sounding annoyed. “Whatever you say.”
“Don’t give me that shit,” Jen said. “You know you love it. But tonight I’m going to take things further than ever before.”
“Promises, promises,” Matt said.
“Yeah, you just wait, mister. You just wait.”
And with that, Jen slipped off her t-shirt off, leaving her completely naked. Matt again marveled at how smoking hot she was with her sculpted arms, gorgeous tits, washboard stomach, perfect ass and long, shapely legs.
As Matt stared at Jen, she started playing with her pussy, rubbing the outside of it with her fingers, slowly at first, before gradually picking up steam.
Matt’s cock was still hard from earlier and getting harder with every passing second. He pulled it out of his pants and started playing with it.
But Jen was having none of that. She bent over and slapped his arm away with her free hand.
“I told you to sit there and watch, not to play with your cock,” she said. “You’re being punished, not rewarded. Now don’t fucking touch it again, okay?”
“Okay,” Matt said in a disappointed tone.
Jen glared at him for a moment, then went back to work on her pussy, slipping two fingers inside it. She started fucking herself, initially taking her time before ramping things up. It wasn’t long before she was hammering her fingers in and out of her pussy, getting it wetter and wetter while her groans grew continually louder.
Looking up at her, Matt tried to keep the smile off his face but couldn’t. He was enjoying himself way too much. His dick was harder than ever, sticking straight up out of his pants, pointed directly towards the ceiling. It was all he could do to not start playing with it, especially with Jen standing over him, taunting him with her fingers inside her sweet pussy.
Grinning widely, enjoying herself immensely, Jen pulled her fingers out of her pussy and stuck them in her mouth and sucked her juices off. Then she spread Matt’s legs apart and stepped forward, her body in between his legs, so her pussy was directly above his cock, just inches away.
Matt reached out towards her pussy but she slapped him away again.
“Don’t touch anything,” Jen said, staring at him. Her smile had morphed into a an evil little smirk. “Not until I tell you to. Understand?”
“Yes.”
“Yes what?”
“Yes mistress.”
“That’s better,” Jen said. She climbed atop the couch and straddled Him. Then she sat down on Matt’s stomach and backed her ass up until it was pushing back against his cock. She reached around her ass and grabbed his cock and started stroking it, bouncing it against her ass and rubbing it up and down her crack as she jerked him off.
“Do you like it when I torture you like this?” she asked.
“Not really,” Matt replied. While he normally loved it when Jen took control, she’d never displayed this level of dominance before. And it was making him a little uncomfortable.
Jen tilted her head slightly and glared at him.
“I mean, yes,” he said. “I like it.”
“No you don’t, but that’s okay,” Jen said. “Because I do. And tonight, that’s all that matters, right?”
“Yes, mistress,” Matt said.
“You want me to sit on it, don’t you?” she said.
Matt nodded.
“How do you ask?” Jen said.
“Please,” he said.
“Please what?”
“Please sit on my cock,” Matt said.
Jen cocked her head and gave him a look that said she was expecting more.
It took Matt a moment to figure out what else she wanted from him. Then he had it. “Mistress,” he added.
“Maybe later,” she said before releasing his cock.
Matt let out a disappointed groan and Jen laughed. Then she put her hands on her tits and started playing with them, pushing them together, rubbing her nipples, squeezing them tightly.
“You like these perfect little titties, don’t you?” she asked.
“Yes, mistress,” Matt said, finally starting to figure out what she wanted from him.
“Would you like to suck on them?”
“Yes, mistress.”
“Say the whole thing,” she said. “I want to hear the words.”
“Please let me suck on your tits, mistress.”
“Very good,” Jen said. “You’re finally starting to get the hang of this. Keep it up and I may just reward you. But first, I’m going to mess with you some more.”
She pressed her tits up against Matt’s face and shook them back and forth, smacking him with them.
“Stick your tongue out,” Jen said.
Matt did as he was told.
She stuck one of her nipples directly in front of his mouth. “Lick it.”
Matt did, noting how hard her nipple already was. Jen seemed to really be getting off on this.
She stuck her nipple further into his mouth. “Now suck on it.”
Again Matt did what he was told.
“Harder,” she said.
Jen groaned as Matt sucked on her nipple with everything he had. Once it was rock-hard he switched to the other nipple and gave it the same treatment. She groaned some more and wrapped her arms around his head, pulling him deeper into her, making it difficult for him to breath. She squeezed harder for a moment before releasing his head, her tit popping out of his mouth.
Jen leaned back and slid her ass further up his chest and laid her ankles on the back of the couch so her pussy was right in his face. Then and started playing with herself again. Her ring and index fingers moved in and out of her pussy, slid up to rub her clit, then plunged back into her snatch.
“You like watching me fuck myself, don’t you?” she said. “You like seeing me bang my tight little pussy with my fingers, right?”
“Yes mistress.”
“You want to taste it, don’t you?” she asked. “Tell me you want to taste my pussy. Beg for it.”
“Please mistress, let me taste your pussy,” Matt said. It sounded more natural than before now that he was getting used to the situation. For some reason it no longer was embarrassing to get treated like this.
“If you really want to,” Jen said. She increased the pace, hammering her fingers inside herself, getting it nice and juicy. Then she pulled them out and jammed them deep into Matt’s mouth.
He gagged for a second before sucking on them proper, tasting her familiar sweetness.
“That’s right,” she said. “Clean my fingers of my pussy juices. Suck them until they’re sparkling.”
Matt did so, running his tongue up and down each one individually.
“There you go,” Jen said. “Just like that.”
Half a minute later she pulled her fingers from his mouth.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” she said.
Matt nodded.
She smacked him in the cheek, hard enough to sting. “Didn’t you?” she said again, more intensely this time.
“I loved it,” he said, still reeling a bit from the slap. It had caught him off guard; Jen had never done anything like that to him before. He quickly added a “mistress” before she smacked him again.
“That’s good to hear,” Jen said. “Because you’re about to get the real thing, right from the source. Open your mouth.”
Matt did as he was told without hesitation. Smiling, Jen climbed to her feet so she was standing on the couch. She carefully turned around, so she was facing the same way as Matt, her ass now right in his face. With one leg on either side of his body, she backed her ass up until his head was directly beneath her spread legs, then she pushed his head back into the cushions, holding it down so his face was turned up towards the ceiling. Finally she sq
uatted down, dropping her ass and pussy right onto his face, smothering him.
As Matt fought for breath, Jen rubbed her ass on his face, then started bouncing up and down on it. Her pussy was dropping right onto his mouth and her asshole atop his nose.
“Tongue out,” Jen said.
Matt did as he was told.
“Now hold it there,” she said.
Matt held his tongue rigid as she bounced on it, her moans growing with every thrust.
“That’s right,” Jen said, his tongue going deep inside her pussy. “Just like that, baby. Just like that.”
She started bouncing atop his face more aggressively. After half a minute, she bounced down on him one last time and held her ass down on his face, giving him her entire weight, suffocating him, forcing him to breathe her in. So he did, taking his air from her pussy as she grinded on his face, getting off on his tongue.
“Holy fuck!” Jen said, practically screaming. She shook and shimmied atop his face for a few seconds and then juices came flooding out of her pussy, soaking his face, as an orgasm passed through her.
And then Jen was climbing off his face, leaving Matt gasping for breath.
“You were a good little boy,” Jen said. “So now I’m going to reward you.”
She climbed down off his face and slid down his body until she was between his legs, on her knees and facing him. She had his cock in her hand and was slowly stroking it, taunting Matt, teasing him.
“It’s so fucking huge,” Jen said as she stuck out her tongue and licked it, from the tip down to his balls then back up again. “And it tastes so fucking good.”
She giggled and then started sucking on it, first taking just the tip in her mouth while one hand worked his shaft and the other went down and played with his balls.
Jen worked the tip of his cock for a few seconds then started letting it further into her mouth, bouncing up and down on it, taking more of it every time, until pretty soon she was swallowing the whole thing. She deep-throated Matt a couple of times, each time spending a couple seconds with his entire cock in her mouth before coming up for air. The third time she held it there for nearly ten seconds, maintaining eye contact the whole time, before finally coughing and gagging and sliding his cock out of her mouth.
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