by Sweet, Izzy
“You wouldn’t fucking dare,” she growls in her own sexy way.
“Time’s tickin’, Cat,” I say and pull my knife from the sheath again.
“Coy,” she says.
Snap. The blade comes out and I take a step back so I can kneel to the ground.
“Fine!” she shouts at me, her eyes staring daggers at me. “You’ll be lucky if I don’t spit in your breakfast every day for years.”
Twirling the knife around in a circle, I remind her, “Time’s a wastin’, Allie.”
She murmurs something low enough that I don’t catch it, but right now she can say whatever the fuck she wants. She’s going to do what the fuck I say or I’ll find a way to make her do it.
She turns away from me and I can see her hands going to the front of her jeans. Quickly she unbuttons them.
It looks like she’s about to push ‘em down and get it over with when I cough to get her attention.
“Sexy, Allie,” I say.
“I hate you,” she says back.
“Eh, close enough to love, I guess,” I shrug.
Wiggling her hips slowly from side to side, I can see she’s not into it, but she’s giving it at least a little effort. When the top of her thong peeks out from behind the slowly lowering jeans, I can feel a small drip of cum seep out of my throbbing cock. She has no idea how fucking hard she makes me doing just the smallest of things normally, and this is bringing me to whole new fucking level.
The jeans lower slowly over those asscheeks, and dear god, they’ve filled out even more since we were in high school. Her ass was already amazing back when she was a cheerleader, and now…
She’s this fucking mythical fucking creature of pure sexual curves.
There’s a filthiness to the thoughts runnin’ through my mind. Fuck, there’s always a filthiness, but right now I’m feeling like a fucking caveman.
She’s gonna be sore tomorrow.
She bends over at her waist as she pushes the jeans down past her knees and I can’t fucking take it anymore.
Stepping quickly up behind her, I push her, causing her to stumble toward the bed. She lands right on the edge of it with her stomach.
Trying to push up from the bed, Allie asks, “What the fuck?”
Pushing her back down on the bed, I grab both of her hands and quickly hold them against her lower back. She starts trying to break free, but I use my free hand and swat her ass hard enough she yelps.
“Goddammit that hurt!” she screams at me.
“Good, then you’ll remember it the next time you try to fight me,” I say.
Still using my free hand, I reach down and grab the waistband of her black lacey panties and start to pull them down before I have an evil fucking thought.
“Allie?” I ask in what I hope is a kind voice, but I know the fucking grin I have gives away any pretense of me being kind.
“What?” she says as she tries to wiggle out from the hand that’s holding her hands behind her back.
“If you aren’t fucking soaked right now, I’m gonna let you up and take you home,” I say, and then laugh when she slams her face into the mattress. “But if you’re wet, I’m gonna make sure you understand I own you body and fucking soul.”
Lifting her face from the mattress, I can’t tell if it’s red from embarrassment or anger. Probably both.
I slide my hand down between her asscheeks to feel the crotch of her panties, and I’ll be fucking damned if I don’t feel a soaked mess down there.
Even her succulent thighs are wet.
“Well, well, well…” I groan out as I rub my fingers across her panties and push against her soaked folds.
“That could be piss!” she yells at me.
For a second, I’m tempted to let out the laughter that has my stomach clenching up so damn hard it hurts, but I don’t.
“Hmm, you’re a nasty little sex kitten, aren’t you?” I say.
“Sick fuck,” she moans out as my fingers push aside her panties and I slide my thick middle finger slowly into her tight little pussy.
Sliding my finger in and out of her for a few seconds, I watch her hips hitch back as she tries to get me to push it in deep like she wants.
Pulling my finger out, I shove it into my mouth and say, “Tastes like wet pussy to me, Allie.”
“Oh my god, I fucking hate you,” she moans out.
Slapping her ass again with a firm swat, I wait for her to quit cussin’ before I say, “You say that shit again and I’m going to make you regret it.”
“Fuck you!” she yells and begins to struggle.
Nope, she ain’t going to get free. She may be a feisty, bratty little thing, but I’ve got size on her and I ain’t letting go.
Pulling my belt off with my free hand, I hear my gun holster and knife sheath fall to the floor. Good thing the fuckers are on safety, I guess.
“I ain’t ever whipped a chick before, but that ass looks like it needs a good spanking to get you in line,” I say.
“I’ll fucking kill you, I swear it. If you whip me, I’ll fucking kill you.”
She turns her head to me and her deathly fucking calm stare gives my dick a moment’s pause before I grin at her.
“I like that.”
Taking the belt, I wrap it around her wrists and pull it nice and tight. Pushing her hard in the lower spine, I grab her panties and rip them off her waist in one hard tug.
Fucking things were expensive as shit, but they break just as easy as the cheap ones.
As I pull the fabric away from her pussy, she gasps as the cold air hits her soaking lips.
Slowly unfastening the button on my jeans, I make sure to move the zipper down slowly. I want her to hear that noise, to hear what I’m doing.
My cock is aching so bad from wanting to be inside of her that the relief of not being constrained in my jeans is almost orgasmic.
Moving up behind her hips, I push my boxers down my legs with my jeans and grab my cock. I fist it couple of times, watching the pre-cum seep out, then I rub the fat tip between her pussy lips.
We both groan in need.
She needs this as bad as I do, but she doesn’t want to admit it.
“Gonna fuck your little pussy, Allie Cat. Gonna make you cum hard,” I growl at her as I start to push into her.
Every fucking time we fuck it’s like I’m taking a damn virgin, she’s always so fucking tight.
“Good luck, asshole,” she says with a throaty laugh.
“If you only knew,” I mutter and push harder.
She lets out a groan that quickly turns into a moan even if she doesn’t want to react as my cock slides slowly into her and her hips rock back at me.
I keep the pressure going, not stopping until I’m all the way inside her. My cock is so warm and so wet right now, I can barely hold out. But for all that happened tonight, I’ve got a plan and I sure as fuck can’t be a fucking two-pump chump right now.
Holding myself tight, I keep us locked together as she tries to rock and roll her hips. She knows what she’s doing, I’ll give her that. She knows if I blow first, it’s all fucking over and she wins.
“What’s the matter, baby? You going to cum already?” she asks in a girly little coo. “Is my big, strong daddy going to come in me so soon?”
Fucking goddamn she-devil. I slap her ass hard, but it only makes her laugh louder.
She suddenly moves forward, away from my hips, before she shimmies her hips back down my long cock.
Neither of us expect it to feel as good as it does though, and I can feel her getting just as turned on as I am.
“Fuck,” I grunt out and realize it’s my turn to play dirty.
Reaching around her hip with my free hand, I slide my fingers across her bare pussy mound before resting them right on top of her clit. Slowly working my fingers in a circle, I let her do most of the work with her pussy, sliding it up and down my length.
“Fucking bastard,” she gasps when I give her clit a gentle pinch.
Well, she may not remember five years ago, but I know a little somethin’ she loved more than having her clit being played with.
Leaning forward, I slide my hand up from teasing her clit and toward her tits. Tweaking a nipple on the way to her throat, I wrap my long fingers around her delicate neck.
At first, I don’t think she’s even aware of me slowly adding pressure there, the pressure that turns her moans into smaller gasps.
But each time, I thrust, I grip a little tighter.
I won’t make her pass out, but I know the lack of oxygen takes her to a place of cliffs and mountains. A place where she leaps into the oblivion.
“Coy,” she begs as I pound into her.
Each breath she takes is becoming smaller and smaller.
“That’s it, Allie,” I whisper into her ear. “Give into it.”
She jerks hard, her hands trying to escape from behind her back at the same time she tries to free her neck from my grasp.
I tighten my hand until she begins to push down hard enough to choke herself. I have to quit squeezing every few seconds so she doesn’t pass out.
She knows I have her though, she knows she’s safe in my hands.
Moaning quietly but shaking as hard as I’ve ever felt her, she finally yanks her neck away and wails into the mattress. Her ass slams back into me now, but she isn’t trying to make me come.
She just wants to ride that wave of ecstasy as long as she possibly can.
Panting as her pussy squeezes around me, I can feel her body slowly coming down from the high that she finally achieved, and I know she’s gonna be pissed I helped her get there.
“Fuck,” she wheezes into the mattress.
“No shit, sweetheart. I think you almost went completely out that time,” I say as I rest against her back.
“I’m not your sweetheart,” she growls at me.
Leaning down, I relax my grip on the belt that holds her hands together, and my lips brush her spine as I whisper, “You’re mine, Allie, I swear it.”
“Are you going to let me up now?” she asks me.
Standing up, I remind myself there’s still one thing left to do tonight. “Nope.”
Slowly pulling my cock out of her tight pussy, I grin. “Did he ever fuck you in the ass, Allie?”
Turning her head so fast I’m not sure she doesn’t get whiplash, she says, “No! That’s fucking… No!”
“Good. I had your pussy and mouth first, now I’m takin’ your last cherry,” I say and tighten the belt holding her hands in place.
“Don’t you fucking dare!” she shouts and begins to fight again.
Pushing her hard into the bed, I slide my cock between her wet pussy lips again and then slowly slide it toward her ass.
“Coy, I swear to god!” she screeches.
“Allie, know that if you fight me it’s gonna hurt like a motherfucker,” I say as I push firmly against her asshole.
“Don’t do this!” she yelps and tries to pull away. “It’s so fucking degrading!”
Stopping for a moment, I release my cock and slap my hand against her thrashing ass so hard she gives me her full attention.
“It’s happening, Allie. Like I told you, I’m going to take your last fucking cherry. You will be mine forever. There will be no more little spaces I haven’t been. Like it or don’t, I don’t give a fuck,” I say calmly. “I’ll even let go of your hands if you can calm yourself down enough.”
“Please don’t!” she whines at me and moves around again.
“Okay, hands stay behind your back,” I say and grab my cock again.
“Coy, please,” she begins to whimper as I apply pressure again.
“Relax, Allie,” I say quietly as I hold myself hard against her.
“I… I can’t…” she whispers.
“You can,” I groan as the head of my cock slowly starts to slip past her resistance.
Fuck, if I thought her pussy was like a glove, her ass is like a fucking vice. But I know better than to just slam into her and I know better than to go fast. So I hold my fucking hips as still as possible when the head of my cock pops inside of her.
“Oh shit!” she whimpers. “God, Coy, is it all the way in yet?”
I can’t help but laugh. “Just the tip, baby… So far just the tip.”
“Why the fuck are you laughing?!” she asks angrily.
“It’s what I said to you the first time we ever had sex and you asked the same question,” I answer as I regain my composure.
“Oh my god, you fucking teenage asshole,” she growls, but I can see small lines of laughter around her eyes.
“Relax some more, Allie,” I say as I let go of my cock and reach around her hips so I can gently rub on her clit again.
“That’s not going to help,” she says quietly, but I can feel the tension in her body lessening enough for me to slowly push deeper into her.
The slow rate in which I enter her is causing my balls to ache from the need to explode, but I don’t.
I keep a very shaky control over myself as I finally bottom out inside of her ass. It’s been a long process, and she’s panting from the exertion as much as I am. I’ve kept a steady rhythm on her clit, trying to keep her if not fully pleasured, pleasured enough that when I feel my balls hit her pussy lips, they’re as wet as they were when we fucked.
“I’d say I’d stop if your pussy wasn’t fucking soaking wet, but it would be pointless. We both know you are,” I moan to her when I slowly slide out and then back into her ass.
She groans and shivers a little from my breath hitting her ear.
Panting, she says, “Fuck… you.”
Loosening the belt that’s binding her hands together, I free one and then the second.
Putting them up by her head, I say, “I’m so fucking proud of you, Allie.”
Her fingers stretch and move around before she grabs the sheets.
She moans into the bed and I feel the one thing I’ve been hoping for, her submission. Her hips move back against me as my cock slides deep into her ass. Each thrust I make makes her whimper, and I’m not entirely sure if it’s from the pain anymore.
My fingers have stopped rubbing her clit, and I think it’s the knowledge that she’s given up control even when released from her binding that’s getting her off now.
We move faster and deeper, but I never truly slam into her. I don’t want to hurt her, I just want us both to know that this has happened.
“Allie, you need to know this, you’re mine completely now. Any chick I ever fucked while you were gone? I was imagining it was you every single fucking time. Every. Single. Fucking. Time,” I growl out at her.
My hips push my cock deep into her ass and hold it there.
Pulling at her hair, I turn her face to me. “It’s always been you.”
“Coy,” she groans, her eyes showing hurt but also understanding.
Not giving her the time to say anything fucking else, I thrust deep into her ass and keep at it. I need her to know she’s being fucking claimed.
Each push forward has me growing closer to my own peak when she suddenly begins to tense up, her asscheeks squeezing my cock hard.
“Fuck,” I stutter as I go from almost there to there right fucking now in a split second.
“I’m going to come!” she shrieks before pushing back even harder against me.
I can’t help but finally let go and feel my own nut coming so damn hard that I shout out and slam a hand beside her head. Each thrust pushes out every fucking ounce of myself, only to do it again when I pull back and then thrust back in. Like the tide of the ocean, each brings me back and forth through oblivion.
Fuck, my orgasm is so fucking intense, when I’m finally able to open my eyes, I
still see stars and lights twinkling around me.
Bending over her tiny, shaking body, I rest a hand on each side of her and say, “Fuck, Allie… You’re the only woman who could ever literally make me see fucking stars when I come.”
Still panting and shaking, she looks over her shoulder at me. “Don’t you ever fucking forget it.”
Chapter Nineteen
Coy
Allie looks so fucking sexy right now resting over in the passenger seat, I can’t help but run my hand along her inner thigh. Those skintight jeans make her legs look so fucking good I could bite them.
Fuck, I want to bite them, there’s no could about it.
She moans when the van rumbles and thumps over a bump in the road. “What the fuck? Are we going home a different way?”
I keep my laugh contained in my throat as I say, “No, baby, what’s wrong?”
“You told me you went to jail right?” she asks.
“Yeah, for ‘bout twelve hours, if I remember right?” I answer and keep fondling her thigh.
“Ever take a dick in your ass while you were there?” she asks and starts to smack at my hand.
“Fuck no,” I say with a snigger before I bat her hand away and grab her thigh again.
“I hate you,” she grumbles before sliding her sunglasses over her eyes. Then she yelps when I accidentally slam through a pothole.
“Sorry, babe, you bring out the beast in me,” I say and keep on driving.
“Want a dick in your ass?” she asks quietly.
“What?” I whip my head at her to make sure I heard her right.
“What?” she asks right back as if she never said anything.
My phone starts vibrating in the pocket of my pants hard enough against my nuts to make me jump. “Fucking hell.”
“I hope it hurts,” Allie growls at me before she leans further into the door.
Pushing the connect button, I say, “What’s up?”
“We got the deliveries last night and took ‘em to the crematorium,” Grem says into the phone.
“Good, send Poster Boy and the prospects to the house and I’ll head over there,” I say before I think to ask, “Whitey there with you?”
