"Show me how much you what it," he said. She smiled as she started to lick the underside of his cock slowly looking up at him. Her hand wrapping around the base. As she moved her mouth over the head now. His hands on her head holding tight.
"That's it show me what a good cocksucker you are." His hands were tighter his movements more forceful. "Take it all down you dirty little slut. Show me what a good whore you are." His voice low and husky. She looked up at him. His cock in her mouth. The words, they turned on her on more than she could have thought. He held her hair tight in his fist. Forcing it in and out of mouth now. As she started to gag on him. His cock hitting the back of her throat. "That's it you dirty little whore take that cock down your throat like the dirty slut you are. Show me what a dirty nasty whore you are let me fuck that throat." He looked down at her and spat on her face. His cock buried down her throat. The spit dripping down her face. As he heaped humiliation and abuse on her. She didn't know why or how but it made her wetter and wetter. The feeling of him using her. Her reduced to nothing more then his plaything. All thoughts leaving her mind other than serving him. She gave up on everything other than pleasing him, letting him do what ever he wished to her.
Tighter and tighter he held her hair. Forcing her mouth up and down the shaft of his cock. He wanted to cum then, but he held it back. He pushed her down on the bed. She lay there panting. Aching for his touch. "Look at you whore look how pathetic you are. A cheap nasty whore for me to fuck and use."
"Yes," she whimpered almost whispered, she wanted it so much. She wanted nothing more than to be used by him. To please him, she needed it so much. To give herself to him totally.
He grabbed her lifting her up on to her knees. One hand pressing her face down into the bed. His hands on her hips, fingers digging into her. She knew it was coming, but still she winced as he pushed into her. When he was finally fully in, she felt his hand in her hair grabbing her again. Pulling it tight. Snapping her head back. He started to fuck her hard and deep. His other hand slapping her face. The sudden slap made her wince, it also made her wet. Ramming his cock into her now. It was primal, filthy and dirty, he used her for his pleasure and she loved every moment of it. As he yanked her hair tight. She felt his other hand on her neck squeezing her tender flesh. Then he finally let go of her hair, her head fell onto the bed, both hands around her throat as he choked her tight.
"Fucking take my cock you worthless whore. Take it like the filthy whore you are. You fucking dirty slut, you filthy whore. Look at you getting fucked on your knees like a dirty animal." The words, the humiliation, the degradation, the feeling of his cock it was so much. It felt like nothing she had felt before. Then she felt him deep inside her, his cock pulsing as he came inside her. His cum inside her, his seed. He finally let go of her neck, she spluttered and gasped for air, his body resting on hers. As he kissed her deeply his tongue running over her lips.
"I'm so close," she said her voice like a whisper.
He pushed her down. Looking into her eyes. As his tongue started to lap at her lips, before moving to her clit. She held him there tight to her. As her hart beat raised. She was so close so quick. He looked at her smiling. "Cum for me, my lover," he said softly. As his lips moved back to her clit.
"Yesssssssss," her voice was horse and loud, like something that didn't belong to her, as she felt that release. He looked at her his eyes soft and sweet. "Good girl," he whispered. She smiled at him. And then it hit her like a gut punch. Oh god what have I done, what will he think, I let him treat me like that to be degraded and fucked like I was nothing. His hand reached up to her chin his other hand soft and warm on her stomach. It was like he could read her mind. "Sushhhh my girl. I know that's what you wanted. I was so happy to give it you." She looked down at that face. That cocky grin had vanished. Just a soft warm smile. Something else in his eyes. She knew what it was. She didn't want to say it. She felt it though. She hoped he could see the same look in her eyes.
He laid down pulling her on top of him. Her head on his chest. As he ran his fingers through her hair. Her arms and legs either side of him. Sleep my lover he whispered. Her eyes looking up at his. She sighed softly as she let the exhaustion take over her. She was warm, safe and at peace.
He held her tight watching as she drifted off. He framed the image in his mind. Not wanting to lose it. A thought played across his mind. Everything was prolog, this was the moment right here. The talking, the flirting, the sex it was all for this. He closed his eyes. Drank her in and drifted off to sleep.
