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“Please…” She panted.
“Please? I love it when you say please. What a good girl.” I spanked her clit rapidly while I thrust inside her as hard as I could.
Alyssa’s body tensed and she made a strangled noise as I felt the warmth gush down balls. “Shit! Oh shit, I’m coming!” As her pussy spasmed around my rigid dick, the words sending me tumbling into climax.
We both fell onto the bed in a heap. Our fingers intertwined, and she stared at me as I tried to bring myself back to reality, stroking my chest.
I nuzzled her neck. “I’m not done with you yet.”
My body stung.
I laid on Judas’ chest and listened to his breath rise and fall. It felt vulnerable and raw. I drank in each swell of muscle that covered his abdomen. With each breath he took, the v below his hips became more defined. I was safe here. Safe from judgement, safe from pretending to be something I’m not every day. He acceptedme.
I crawled on top of him, mounting him and placing my pussy on top of that sexy ‘V’. He smiled, reaching for my hips. “You like to be spanked, angel? Tell me what else you like. I’m dying to find out the kinky things that live inside your aphotic mind.”
“Aphotic? Wow, impressive.” I said, leaning down so that my tits smashed into his chest. “I like everything.” I purred into his ear.
“Get on all fours. On the floor.” His voice was stern, sharp. His eyes had glassed over the smirk he usually wore, leaving his face. My skin prickled.
I crawled over him and off the bed. My nipples hardened as I thought about the rough carpet on my palms and knees. I knelt, excitement coursing through me.
“Do you remember our safe word?” I could feel him towering over me to my right. Most of my hair had fallen into my face, and I felt his hand pull it back as he craned his neck to look at me. I nodded, wanting to be a good submissive. Like we talked about.
He bent down next to me, stroking my back and down the back of my legs. “You look like a piece of fine art.” He bit his lip, and I watched as he pulled back and released a stinging smack on my ass. I hissed, the pain shooting straight to my core. I let two more go in succession and I cried out.
“If I ask you a question, I want you to answer with ‘Yes, Daddy.’ Understood?” He waited for me to reply.
“Yes, Daddy.” I said, hands splayed against the rough floor.
“Oh yes, it makes me so hard to hear you say that.” He walked around to my face, wrapping his thick fingers around his shaft. He knelt down, running the tip of his dick down my nose and lips. He rubbed it over my bottom lip, and I ran my tongue over the crown.
He pulled away quickly. “Bad girl, I didn’t say you could lick it.” I put my head down to hide my smile, and when I looked back up again, he was shoving his cock into my mouth, hard.
I gagged at the length, but saliva soon filled my mouth. It didn’t take many thrusts until I was eagerly milking his dick with my mouth. He thrust in and out violently, holding onto my hair as he did. His right arm was slightly extended, a fist full of my hair as he watched.
We made a brief eye contact, and he slammed his eyes closed, moaning. “That’s a good girl, yeah. Just like that.”
I gagged again as he slammed into my mouth and held his cock there. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth, and my eyes dripped with tears. He popped his dick free from my mouth and backed up a little. Thick and veined, the head in perfect proportion to the shaft. I wanted it back in my mouth. Buried inside my cunt. I wanted to feel him spray down the back of my throat, fill me with his seed. I wanted to do everything with this man.
He stroked my face and smiled at me, his cheeks a deep red. I sat back on my feet and felt the warmth of my pussy. I shifted back to get better friction and moved around in effort to relieve the throb.
“I didn’t tell you to sit. Get on your knees.” Disappointed and horny, I hoped he would touch me, or this was going to be painful.
He walked up to me once more, dick in hand and lifted his balls to my mouth, “Suck, Angel.” I did, and he stroked his length while I watched, and sucked. I squirmed as I watched him pleasure himself. Each time I would gain suction and pull hard on his ball, he would groan. My patience was running thin. I wanted to feel him inside me.
He pulled away and walked to the table that still held out bags. The muscles in his ass flexed as he walked, and I reached down in between my legs. He unzipped his bag while I found my clit. He pulled out a bottle of lube and turned to me. I stopped rubbing and removed my hand.
“No touching yourself. You don’t get to come until I tell you that you can.” He squirted some lube on his dick and covered it with his hand. He grabbed me with the other and shoved me onto the floor. I laid flat, face pressed into the carpet. I felt him kneel next to me and push my legs together.
“Have you ever had that tight asshole filled with cock?” He mounted my ass, sliding it into the tightly closed crevice. He ran the head of his cock up my crack only twice to find its entrance. He felt the hole give and pushed. I cried out as it easily slid inside.
“Oh fuck, you’ve done this before, haven’t you? You filthy girl.” He grunted and thrusted. My pussy ached. I ground my pubis onto the floor, trying to get some friction to my clit. As he pounded my ass, I cried out, and he exploded. He gripped my ass and fell onto my back. I could feel the slickness between us. Sweat coated both our bodies. He rolled off me and onto the floor beside of me. He grinned, rubbing my back, but I said nothing.
“You good?” His brows knitted together, and he propped himself on his elbow. I nodded, laying on my back. I kept my eyes locked with his and let my hand travel down my belly to the apex of my thighs. He snatched my hand from his and shook his head slowly.
“Not yet.” I stuck out my bottom lip, and he laughed.
“Did you bring your camera with you?” He asked, running his fingers through my hair. I kept my lip stuck out and shook my head ‘no’ again.
