So this is my twentieth story on Literotica! Your feedback and comments have been both wonderful and an inspiration. My entries on here have slowed a bit in the past couple of months due to being busy and a little writer's block but there are plenty in progress! Now for my twentieth submission I've gone for a quick lust filled rough sex story with a scene from one of my favourite kinks! A clue is it's a wet one! Anyway thank you for all the love and after this number 21 will soon be on its way!
It was 1am that they drunkenly stumbled through the door. They had been guests at a wedding and more than enjoyed the free bar that had been on offer. A night of dancing and drinking had now not just left Louise drunk but also horny. The sight of James in his smart outfit of shirt, tie and trousers always made her go weak at the knees. He just looked so damn hot that she had wanted him to just sweep her away and take her there and then. Even in the taxi on the way home her thighs were rubbing together slightly as her pussy got moist thinking about the fun they could have once home.
Once through the door Louise threw herself at James. Her hands roamed at his chest pulling his jacket open, she stretched up high on her heels to reach his mouth and forcibly shoved her tongue in his mouth. He vaguely had time to react to her passionate kiss when he recoiled in pain. She had passionately bit his lip and had bitten hard as well. More importantly she had done it on purpose.
"Someone feeling horny?" He remarked licking his lip and gently touching it to assess the damage.
"Yes." Was all she replied looking up at him demurely with a slight smile. Her eyes though gave away what she was really feeling. They were slightly glazed over and looking at him intently. Party due to the vodka consumed and partly due to the fact she was heading into the zone. The zone where she craved being a naughty slut that needed use. He knew it as well as they stood there in the hall way looking at each other.
"How horny?" He dared to ask.
"This horny." Was her almost robotic trance like response as with one hand she grabbed his shirt and pulled at the front hard ripping three buttons to expose part of his chest.
He was stunned that she had just ripped open his brand new shirt that had cost him over a £100. Her nails then quickly flashed down his chest leaving red marks forming.
"I want you to take me." She demanded. "I want you to abuse me, push me."
For a couple of brief seconds he looked at her and gathered his thoughts. She was such a pretty girl. Early thirties, long blonde hair, a slim shapely figure. Even in her high heels shorter than him but impressively toned legs. Her arse was peachy and perfect. Her eyes a deep blue, her mouth with her bright red lipstick perfect for sucking cock. She always looked so happy and innocent but he knew her better than anyone else. When she was in this type of mood to provoke him sexually he knew she was ready for some kinky fun. The look in her eyes and her robotic answers were as if she was hypnotised or possessed.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes." She pleaded. "Hurt me, treat me like a dirty whore."
If he was unsure then his cock betrayed him as his erection strained against his trousers. He gave a wry smile at her, he was just as horny as her and her words was all he needed to hear.
He suddenly reached out and pushed her up against the wall and kissed her mouth forcibly and then moved down to her neck, sucking and biting it. She moaned out aloud as she felt his hand roughly grabbing the inside of one of her thighs and pushing her legs apart. Before she could regain any senses she felt her tights ripped open by him and his hand roughly pulling her lacy black knickers to one side. Fingers were pushed forcibly inside her soaking wet pussy. She had no idea how many, at least two maybe three, she didn't care and she was so wet they had just slid in with ease.
She cried out as he bit down on her neck again and his fingers began to piston in and out of her pussy. This is what she had been thinking about and wanting all night as they had been on their best behaviour. Every so often she got this urged to be used roughly and degraded. He knew this as well and their deep understanding of each other and the trust between them meant he knew exactly how far to push her and use her.
"Get on your knees". He growled firmly at her pulling his fingers out of her pussy.
Once she was on her knees he shoved his fingers in her mouth so she could taste herself on him. She loved tasting her wetness on his fingers as she knelt ready for what was to come next. He pulled his fingers out of her mouth leaving her smiling up at him as he undid his belt, dropped his trousers and then his pants. His hard, erect cock sprang free right in front of her face. She smiled again in delight knowing this cock was going to use her again and that it was all hers.