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She was already halfway down the hall before I did as she said and followed her to the bedroom. “This really isn’t the best time, Hannah,” I said, standing at the door to my room and watching her close the blinds.
She turned to me and began unzipping the side of her cocktail dress. I had no idea where she had been, but she reeked of alcohol, and the way she looked at me made it very clear that she expected a hard-fucking tonight. I wasn’t up for it, but at the same time didn’t feel like getting into a fight, either.
“You know, Andy, whether you’re up to it or not really doesn’t matter,” she said, letting the dress fall down around her feet before she stepped out of it. She wasn’t wearing a bra, her breasts beckoning me to her like a moth to the flame. She walked towards me, only wearing a pair of lace black panties, and looked into my eyes hungrily.
“I think I can make sure you’re up to it.”
She fell to her knees in front of me, her fingers quickly tugging at my belt and zipper, and pulled my jeans down. My boxers quickly followed, and I closed my eyes when her hand wrapped around my cock, gently stroking it to attention.
“At least someone’s happy to see me,” she whispered, her breath hot against my cock, her tongue gently flicking across the head.
I braced myself against the bedroom door, my breathing becoming just a little heavier with anticipation, the feeling of her hand moving up and down quickly making me hard. Although Hannah was volatile, she definitely knew how to work me to the point of no return, and when her lips wrapped around my cock, sucking me into her mouth and almost swallowing me completely, I had given up on fighting this completely.
I dug my fingers into her hair, holding her head as she slid me in and out of her mouth. She quickened the tempo, and soon I was rocking against her, fucking her mouth as she dutifully swallowed every inch of me. Her hand cupped me, playing with my balls until I was ready to completely blow my load in her mouth. She could sense how close I was, and despite the fact that I was holding her in place, she pushed back and let my cock slip out of her mouth. She pumped me with her hand some more, just for good measure, the whole time looking up at me with a devilish smile on her face.
“What do you say, fire boy?” she teased. “How about we make this thing to good use?”
I grabbed her by the arms and pulled her up, her lips pressing against mine and her tongue exploring the inside of my mouth. My hands found her ass and squeezed, hard, and I slapped one cheek just the way she liked it. Her lips found my ear, kissed the sweet spot there that she knew would drive me crazy, before nibbling on the lobe.
“Fuck me, Andy,” she whispered, pressing her crotch against me. She was gushing, the panties like a second layer of skin. I could feel her pussy lips embracing me through the thin, wet fabric. “Fuck me hard and make me scream.”
I pushed her back, grabbing her by the arm and turning her around. She pushed her ass against my cock, grinding slowly and seductively, making me want her more. My hands found her breasts and squeezed. She snaked an arm behind her and around my neck, pulling my head down where she expected me to kiss her. Her grinding intensified, and I quickly pushed her down so that she was bent over the side of my bed, ass up in the air, waiting for me.
I pulled her panties down quickly, my fingers burying themselves between her pussy lips, drenched in her wetness. I pressed them against her clit, earning a very satisfied moan, before I slipped two fingers into her. I bent over her, grabbing a breast with one hand while pumping my fingers in and out of her. She was moaning in pleasure, grinding against me.
“Stop teasing me,” she gasped as my fingers fucked her. “Give me what I want. Give it to me, Andy. Give it to me hard!”
I pulled my fingers out, positioned myself so that I could get a proper balance, and pushed inside her with one quick thrust. I felt my cock slide in with such ease, it was almost as if her pussy had stretched just for me. She was so wet, it wasn’t even much of an effort. She cried out when I penetrated her, and before I could fully pull back, she was pushing her ass back against me, forcing me back in again.
“Hard!” she screamed. “Hard and fast, just the way I like it.”
I fucked her with everything I had, pulling just slightly out before thrusting my cock back inside her. She was screaming like a banshee, throwing her ass back against my hips, the smacking sound barely audible over her cries of pleasure. I grabbed her shoulders, placing myself in just the right angle, and rammed even harder. With every scream I quickened my pace, until her pleas for more were staccatos of moans with every thrust.
When I reached around her and played with her clit, she was coming in seconds. Legs shaking, screams echoing through the room, she collapsed onto the bed and pulled me down with her. We lay like that for a few minutes, catching our breath, before she turned me onto my back and straddled me.
“You’re a good boy,” she cooed, sliding her wet pussy across my cock. “You’re a very good boy. You make me so happy.”
I grabbed her hips as she moved, wanting to end the teasing and have her ride me. She giggled, grinding some more.
“You’re such a good boy,” she teased. “You want my pussy, don’t you? You want to go back in there, don’t you?”
She leaned down, her massive breasts inches from my face. I pulled her closer, swallowing her nipple into my mouth, sucking and biting it at the same time. She shifted above me, grabbed my cock, and slid it back inside. My hands found her ass, pushing her down more, forcing myself deeper.
She rode me like a bronco, beautiful breasts bouncing up and down as she moved, her hands scratching at my chest. No matter how many times we did this, I couldn’t get enough of seeing her like this. I squeezed her breasts, pinched her nipples, and watched as she rode her way to a second orgasm. She kept going, though, locking her eyes onto mine, quickening the pace as she smiled wickedly at me.
She knew I was close.
“Fill me up,” she begged. “Be a good boy and come. You want to, don’t you, Andy? You really want to. I can tell you want to.”
My hands clasped onto her hips, and I pushed myself deeper inside her one last time before I exploded. I came hard, enough to make my head spin, groaning like a Neanderthal.
She giggled, slid off of me and collapsed onto the bed beside me.
***
“I really thought I’d find another skank here.”
Hannah was standing in front of the window, pulling her cocktail dress up around her shoulders and fumbling with the side zipper. I had almost fallen asleep when she spoke up for the first time since we had collapsed in bed, spent and breathless, without the energy to even mouth how good the sex was.
