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Aurora’s heart was racing, her breath coming in quick gasps. She’d almost come, she’d barely kept from coming in fact, and she knew full well he’d heard her moan.
She could taste herself on her lips. She’d never liked the taste of herself, and she didn’t now, but it didn’t matter. The fact that she was tasting herself whether she liked it or not had left her wetter than she’d been when he first plunged his fingers inside. She longed for more than just his fingers, though she hated the thought of letting him know that. She paused, wondering if saying ‘no’ or refusing to answer would earn her another spanking and knowing full well that it would. Probably a harder one.
She thought about forcing his hand, showing him that she wouldn’t be tamed with just a few smacks to the ass and some pawing at her pussy. Her aching nipples and her needy lips demanded that she cast aside bravado and ask for what she needed like a good girl.
So she did.
“Please kiss me.”
“Lick your lips clean first, little slut.”
She couldn’t tell if he didn’t want to taste her, or he just wanted to make absolutely sure she had fully tasted herself, but she suspected the latter. As she licked her lips clean, she hated him, but her pussy didn’t care. It just kept dripping onto the panties that had snapped back to barely cover it now that he’d withdrawn his fingers.
When she had licked her lips to his satisfaction, he leaned forward, gripping her hair even tighter than he had a moment ago. His lips met hers and he took possession of them completely. It was neither slow nor gentle. He claimed her mouth roughly, forcing his tongue inside and taking everything he wanted. She knew he would have forced his tongue inside even if she hadn’t opened for him, but she opened for him anyway, letting him ravage her mouth and enjoying every second of it, then darting her own tongue into his mouth to let him know that even though she opened for him, she could still kiss as sassy as she talked.
That earned her, a sharp, stinging swat with two of his fingers on the soaking wet spot that covered her pussy. The shame of the loud, wet slapping sound stung as much as the spank itself, but the message was clear.
They weren’t kissing, she was being kissed.
Then, leaning in closer to pin her body to the tree with his, he began to really kiss her, taking ownership of her mouth more completely than she thought possible, then pulling back long enough to whisper, “Now put your tongue in my mouth.”
She did and he bit it, not a brutal, painful bite, but a short, sharp closing of his teeth, meant to be just painful enough to let her know that this is how sassy girls are kissed. Then he was in her mouth again, claiming it, holding her tight, his fingers sliding down the front of her panties now, forcing the wet material away from her pussy. He held her even tighter against the tree as he drove two of them inward and upward, almost lifting her off her feet, his rough palm grinding against her throbbing clit. He pumped his fingers in and out fast and hard, and she could feel herself coming close.
Then it hit her. Brutally.
She was going to come, and now she was coming as she was pinned helplessly to the tree, his mouth devouring hers.
She wanted to scream, to moan, to writhe, but instead he just held her in place, his large hand gripping her hair and giving her no chance whatsoever to move her face away from his. He bit down on her upper lip as her orgasm peaked, then drew that peak out into a terrifying plateau as he bit down on her lower lip next. what seemed like ages passed, but then finally the crescendo reached its end and he straightened up, both freeing her hair from his grip and withdrawing his fingers from her still spasming pussy.
He let her stand there for a moment to process what had just happened, but only a moment. Then, his hand on her shoulder, he was guiding her to her knees.
Aurora had never been made to suck cock. She’d given a blowjob to boyfriends in the past, of course, she wasn’t a prude, but that was different. That was something she was doing for his pleasure, but at her discretion.
As Dante all but tore his clothing out of the way to free his throbbingly erect, disturbingly large cock, she realized this was going to be the exact opposite. It was not going to be at her discretion. But even worse, they both knew full well she was going to enjoy it.
Using his right hand to fist her hair this time, he pulled her in close. She thought at first upon seeing his cock that she might like to lick it, maybe even kiss it a little, and eventually she figured she’d be brave enough to take it in her mouth, but she wasn’t given the chance for any of that. He simply forced her lips to the head gruffly, growled “Open,” and when she hesitantly obeyed, he took her in a single thrust.
She gagged instantly. His cock wasn’t just in her mouth. It was down her throat, and she panicked. For a long moment he held her there and let her gag through it. Only then did he pull free enough that she could draw a breath. Tilting her head back by means of her hair with his cock still in her mouth, though mercifully no longer down her throat, he gave her a stern but terrifyingly hungry look.
“This is what happens to sassy girls.”
Then, he began to fuck her face.
She had thought earlier about being made to suck cock, but she barely had time to suck at first. All she could do was try to breathe as he took her throat over and over again. After he gagged her again, and then a third time, she began to realize that the only way this was going to end was when she made it end by forcing him over the edge and then swallowing everything he gave her. So, she began to do what instinct told her. She forgot about the gagging long enough to close her lips tightly and then as he kept thrusting, she held on for the ride.
She began to let her teeth drag just the tiniest bit, and he gripped her hair more tightly at that, the look on his face growing fiercer, but he didn’t reprimand her. His look said she was taking her face fucking well, and if she wanted to use some teeth, she’d earned it. She didn’t bite, though. She had made her point.
She just sucked his cock. Not like an experienced girl sucks cock, trying to show how sexy she can be. She sucked his cock like a girl who’d never had one in her throat before, because she was.
She sucked his cock because she needed his seed in her mouth, down her throat, coating her tongue as she licked the last bit clean. He was holding out, she could tell, enjoying every second, but then finally the moment came where she knew he was close. He began to thrust harder and faster, and she sucked right through it, taking everything he gave her and bringing him over the edge until she felt him go as rigid as an iron rod, and a moment later his hot seed coated the back of her throat, spurt after spurt. She’d never liked the taste of a man’s come any more than she liked the taste of her own wetness, but in that moment it tasted like a sweet mix of victory and survival.
She’d taken a face fucking and she’d swallowed his come.
But that wasn’t all. He was looking at her like that was the best he’d ever had, and she believed him. In fact, she was damn sure it was the best he’d ever had, and she was proud of that.
He was still hard when he slid free, and she licked the tip clean as if she wanted every drop, because she did. He released her hair then and stepped back, seeming almost shocked for a moment at how hard he’d come, and she slid one of her hands around his still twitching member, put her lips to the tip and with a few rough, quick strokes of her hand she claimed both one final spurt of seed and one deep, painful groan from Dante.
Standing up, she whispered in his ear, “I think you like it sassy.”
