She exhaled heavily. “No, it isn’t. Thank you for checking, but going forward, I’m going to say shit while you’re fucking me. All kinds of crazy shit. That’s why there’s a safe word. Now, smack my cunt to get me back into it.”
Fuck she was perfect.
I slapped her cunt and fucked her asshole with my finger until she was begging me let her come.
I did not.
Instead, I cleaned her up, let her use the bathroom, and then made her lay naked on my bed with her arms above her head and her legs spread until I thought she’d cooled down enough.
She almost giggled when I approached the bed. “I will beg, plead, steal, or promise whatever if you will fuck me. Please, fuck me. Please, please, plea?—”
Her words cut off when I shoved my cock into her to the hilt.
“Oh, fuck yes. Praise Jesus. Hallelujah.”
I slapped her tit. “No.”
“Glory to the highest.”
I laughed and slapped her other tit. “I know what you’re doing. You can just ask for it harder.”
“That’s not who I am.”
I stopped moving.
She laughed. “Oh, Sugar, please fuck me harder.”
I pulled out and flipped her over, pushing her face down and pulling her ass up. I shoved back in and fucked her at quick pace.
“Please,” she begged.
Leaning forward, I spread her cheeks and spit on her asshole, so I could slide my finger inside.
“Yes, please. Oh, yes. I’m going to come. Yes.”
Her moans turned to shouts of anger when I pulled out and halted her orgasm. I ignored her and flipped her onto her back. For reasons I don’t want to acknowledge, I wanted to see her face when she started to come. And then I wanted to kiss her while she finished.
Fuck.
It didn’t take long. She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply as a flush washed over her face. As I started to come, I leaned forward and captured her lips with mine, thrusting my tongue inside. Nothing had ever felt so good.
I don’t know how long we laid there kissing, but it was long enough for my limp dick and soggy condom to slide out of her and for me to get hard again. It was long enough for her to roll me to my back and slide her wet pussy down my bare dick. It was long enough for me to forget everything while she fucked me until I was about to come. Then she stopped and let my dick slip out of her.
When I looked at her, she grinned and reached between her legs. She stared into my eyes as she guided my dick into her tightlittle ass. We both groaned when I was fully buried in her. Then she started to ride.
“Fucking hell,” I groaned and slapped her ass cheek.
“I’m sorry I stabbed you,” she said.
I couldn’t tell if she was being serious or if it was part of her act, and I really didn’t care. She’d given me an idea. I slapped her ass again. “I had to have twenty-seven stitches. Count. And don’t stop fucking me.”
I rotated slaps between her ass cheeks, her tits, and her thighs. By the time she reached twenty-seven, her skin was beautiful shade of red. “Good job,” I said.
“Thank you, sir. May I have a reward?” she asked.
“Depends on what it is.”
“Will you rub my clit so I can come while you’re fucking my ass?”
