I dip my middle finger into my cunt and moan like a dirty slut. God, what is wrong with me? I can't satisfy myself for some reason. No matter how much I cum it's just not enough.
My lips are slick and my fingers slide easily between them. I rub my juices over my clit. It feels so good, but I know I'll never be able to satisfy myself.
I reluctantly remove my fingers from my pussy and wince at the ache there. I straighten my dress and grab my keys.
I said I'd stay away from him, but after three weeks I'm craving his cock like a common whore. I need him deep inside me. I need him to fill my greedy hole so that I can fucking think straight.
I'm barely on his front porch before he opens the door.
"I knew you'd be back." The smirk on his face sets me off.
"Listen, I don't need your mouth unless it's making me cum."
Before I can finish my sentence he reaches out and grabs my hair, pulling me into the house.
"That's not how this works little girl. Talk to me like that again and I'll make sure you regret it."
I love the feeling of his hand in my hair, the way he grips the strands at the nape of my neck. I can't help but smile. This is what I needed.
When the door shuts, he slams me against it. My back hits the door hard and I'm crushed between it and his delicious body. I fumble my hands trying to get to the waistband of his jeans, but he blocks my movements forcing me to give up.
He wraps his hand around my throat and I moan. I wanted this so badly. I wanted to be at his mercy. His grip tightens around my neck as his hand dips beneath my dress.
"You fucking slut. You came over here with no panties and your cunt dripping fucking wet just begging for a cock."
His finger teased my entrance and I whimpered. I just needed him inside me but he never makes things easy.
I pull my dress over my head so that I stand before him naked. "Shut up and just fuck me."
I knew ordering him around wouldn't work, but I wasn't expecting the slap to my tit.
"I will do what I please. This is not your show little girl, you'll do well to remember that. If you want this cock you're going to have to beg for it."
I wasn't above begging. I wanted it so bad I'd get on my knees and grovel for it, but I'm a stubborn bitch and I refuse to give in so easily.
I stare at him defiantly and refuse to speak. He'd call this topping from the bottom, but I don't fucking care. I've been rubbing my cunt on everything like a dog in heat for weeks with no satisfaction. Tonight I am going to get everything I want.
He reaches out and grabs my nipple pinching it between his fingers and twisting. It stings but the burn goes straight to my cunt.
"You think that's going to make me beg?"
I'm purposely provoking him. Being a brat. He hates brats. I don't care.
He slaps me across the face then. I laugh, mainly because I like it. My pussy clenches.
"You know you want to slide your cock into my pussy. You want to feel me grip you. You want me to milk the cum from your cock and show you what a dirty little cum slut I am for you."
God, I'm so wet. We haven't moved from the foyer but I don't want a quick fuck against the door so I causally walk by him and down the hall to his bedroom.
I bend myself over his bed and spread my cheeks so that he can see my slick cunt.
"Look how wet I am for you. You know you want to bury yourself in this little pussy."
I'm rewarded with a growl. Fuck! I love the way he growls like a fucking animal and I want him to fuck me like one.
"Oh, I'm going to fuck you. I'm going to give you exactly what your whore cunt wants, but you're going to beg me for it."
If he only knew how much I wanted to beg for it right now.
The palm of his hand connects with my ass. The sting of the slap and the sound startles me, but I love it and relax into the bed.
His rough hands caress my ass gently
"Your ass is fucking beautiful."
I'm a little surprised by his praise and it makes my pussy leak but I don't have time to examine my response before another smack lands on my ass.
"My handprints look so good here."
Another smack meets right where my cunt and thighs come together and I stifle a moan. I must be desperate because the brief contact has me sticking my ass further towards him.
He hits me again in the same spot and I can feel my wetness leaking from my cunt. It should hurt but I'm so needy that any attention from him puts me on edge.
"Reach between your legs and touch that whore hole for me."
He doesn't have to ask me twice. I reach my hand between my legs and spread my pussy lips. I don't know why doing this for him is so hot. I can't see him, but I know the way he is looking at me. I know he likes to see me bent over with my ass in the air and my pussy lips spread open so he can see how much I want him.
"You see how much I want you?" I rub my fingers over my hole before moving them away and trailing a string of my wetness from my cunt to my fingers.
I'm surprised when I feel him kneel behind me and even more surprised when he takes my fingers into his mouth and cleans them off. He usually makes me do that, but tonight is unusual.
"You taste so fucking good."
His tongue dives into my pussy and I nearly come unglued. He fucks me slowly with his tongue, careful not to touch anything else.
I feel the need for him rising. I've never wanted a cock so bad in my life.
Finally, he swipes his tongue over my clit. He's so gentle and slow it's agonizing and I can't hold out any longer.
"Please!"
"Please, what?"
"Please let me cum. I want to cum!"
"I don't think so little girl, I want to watch you squirm a little more. Lay on your back and pull your legs up for me."
I turn around and do as he requested. I can finally see him in all his glory. His cock is rock hard and bobbing, begging for me to touch it.
