Best Bitch

He looks at me... that way that ruins me. Looking me up and down like a hungry predator at an easy catch. I suppose my office clothes can be erotic in that librarian/ teacher kind of way. I wasn't expecting him to want it on my lunch break.

As he walks purposely towards me, his body language screams he wants to own me right here and now in the living room. I wonder if he knows how fucking sexy he looks right now. Like a beast!

His hand crosses my throat to the back of my neck as he pulls me against him. His hard dick against my pelvis, my body awaiting his next moves. He tilts my head back to take in my sexy essence, before kissing me like it's what's keeping him from tearing my clothes off.

His dick feels so good against my incredibly sensitive clit even through our pants. He could fuck me through them, I am a very sensitive bitch.

The kids won't be home from school for a while. He could own me now and he knows it. He holds me tight and rubs my pussy through my slacks.

I bury my face in his chest, it's too much, I am faint, and my breath is giving away any control I have with him. He knows I'll take it gladly, I couldn't be coy to save my life. Not the way he touches me. His hands make me melt into him. And as I pull my hips away he slaps my ass with his other hand, I can't avoid the many orgasms he wants from me. I come over and over into his hand, and that's just foreplay.

His hard dick looks like it could bust through his jeans. His grip on me loosens enough to flip me around and against the back of the couch. My slacks hit the floor and his hand is already under my shirt and bra holding my tit; hard. His hands know what my tits want, it is like they beg for his grasp.

He can use and abuse them everyday and it would never be enough. His grip. His pressure. His rough, hard worked hands own my tits in the greatest way possible. I could cry, it is such beautiful art he performs on my chest. My tits keep my focus, while his dick focuses on my pussy.

No matter how much I try to take it, it still is so intense, pushing me open, pushing into me. He always wants every inch in, balls deep, the moment we start, but it takes me awhile to take it even at all. He pushes my boundaries, he leans his body against mine. My ass up, back arched, shaking, trying to accommodate his hard cock going all in. Every inch, every bulging vein, balls deep, like my man wants. Oooh it's so much to take. The waves of pleasure, from my tits, from his cock, the pain, the pressure, all for him, from him! Taking me, giving to him. I come and come crying out for him to give me more!

"Take it bitch." He whispers forcefully in my ear as he pounds my pussy and I bend and squirm trying to take it all as easily as I can, trying to NOT come, focus through it like a good bitch. But I can't hold back any more as his hand manipulates my breast to the peak of my orgasms!

My body melts into the leather couch as he slows up just enough to flip me over to my back, onto the seat of the couch, one leg crossing the other. My skin is extra sensitive all over my body, aftershocks, and he knows it, but he wants me like he hasn't seen pussy in weeks.

His dick is keeping the best fucking pace, as he thrusts into my soaking wet pussy. He doesn't let up, giving it to me deep and fast as I gasp for more! I see colors blurr and my head is spinnnning, as a wave of pleasure washes over me. I flip my leg over to take him missionary, cuz I need to feel his chest against mine. Its too intense to feel all at once, so I have to grab him tight to take it.

His back arches as he changes it up, deep and slow, but so fucking deep. He pulls back till its almost out, then all way to the into me, more than I can take, I struggle to handle it. He grabs my shoulders and pushes his into me. Its making it hard to pull away and breathe as his cock forces all in. I love it. I love taking whatever my man gives me, and I love him pushing past what I think I can handle.

Its speeding up, his cock is so fucking much, I yell and gasp, I claw at his back, trying to take it all. His breath is so intense, like a train speeding up. He growls under his breath, tightening his grip, plunging his cock deep into me, owning me, teaching me, destroying me. I bite his shoulder. He goes faster, harder, faster, harder, till it all becomes a sea of firing neurons, and I pass out...

...I awaken. It's all a fog around me, the sheets and my body are hard to discern. My skin is bubbly and intense like a hot tub that is too hot, but without the heat. Like when your arm falls asleep but for my whole body, especially my lips and face. I can feel his weight against me. His cock is keeping a steady pace into me. I can't even focus on how it feels, my head is like a storm trying to clear.

I focus, to make sure I am where I think I am, with who I think it should be. It is. It's Him. My man. His cock. Mine. I can barely focus for long before the wave begins to crash again with another orgasm. I grab him with whatever strength I have left and scream Oh God before pushing him back, it's too much. I can't handle another orgasm.

He knows I am at my end. I can't take his beautiful dick one more thrust. I am orgasmed out. He jerks off over my weak, twitching body. As I lick his balls, like a little owned bitch. His cum is so warm. I love being his bitch.