Sprung

We lay there for a bit, in post orgasmic bliss, not saying a word. I rolled over and admired the stud who had just bred me. His body glistened with sweat and his big chest rose up and down as he was still trying to catch his breath. I felt his juices leaking from my creampied hole, and felt proud to be full of his manly sperm. I cuddled up next to him, and put my leg over his, and rubbed his thick chest. Sometimes my inner girl gets a bit mushy after a good banging, and even if it's a hookup I feel really close to the man I just gave myself to. Sort of a bond, I guess. Some guys don't like that, and tell me to stop. But he didn't seem to mind.

"Damn Daddy, you fucked me so good!" I whispered.

"Fuck yeah boy!" He said with a smile. "You have that good pussy. I hope I wasn't too rough on you. I get excited and like to tear it up."

"Mmmmmm no way Daddy. I love it rough. I don't think it can be too rough."

"Oh, you are a little freak aren't you?" He teased me.

"Hell yes I am!" I said with a laugh. "I'll do almost anything a top Daddy wants."

"Oh really." He said. "That's good to know for next time."

"Oh there will be a next time?"

"I sure hope so, baby!" He said. "I'm in town for a few more nights. And all my family is there so I come back often. I would love to have your sweet ass to hit while I'm here."

"It's all yours anytime you want it!" I replied. "Just hit me up."

"That's good to know. I'm Marcus by the way."

"Oh shit!" I laughed. We had gotten right down to business and hadn't even introduced ourselves. "I'm Kyle, but I go by Pussi."

"Pussi?" He said with a chuckle. "Really?"

"Yeah, well my drag name is Pixie Pussi, and everyone in the clubs started calling me that, or Pussi. I liked it, and it stuck."

"Oh you do drag?"

"Not as much anymore." I explained. "I don't have time. I still do occasionally though. When I was younger I performed regularly."

"Hell yeah. I figured you were one of those freaky bottoms who liked dressing like a woman!" He laughed.

"I do love to be fabulous!" I said. "I don't perform much anymore but I still go out dressed sometimes. I'll show you some pictures later. I like leather too. You are right, I am a freaky bottom."

"Damn boy, I like that. Nothing gets me hotter than a smooth, effeminate bitch boy. And one with tattoos is a bonus."

"Well, I can be as freaky as you want, Marcus." I said, laying my head on his chest. "I'm actually a trained submissive. I've lived with Doms. I like almost anything. My only real rules are no animals, minors or permanent marks."

"So fucking hot baby. Damn. You should come visit me. I only live a few hours away. I've got a few buddies that love to turn a bitch like you out. I guess you like gangbangs."

"Oh my God I am a gangbang whore." I said with a giggle.

"Check this out." He said, grabbing his phone. "This is us teaming up on our bitch Desmond." On the screen, a young, thick black guy with hot pink hair was getting fucked from behind by a bearded white guy, while he sucked on a black guy. Another black guy was rubbing his dick all over the bottom's face.

"Fuck, that's what I'm talking about!" I squealed.

"Here's another one." He said, scrolling. He pushed play and the same bottom was riding one of the black guys, wearing purple stockings and a garter belt. His big round ass bounced around while he worked it up and down the thick shaft. The other black guy appeared, and worked a huge dick into the bottom's already full ass. The bitch moaned in pain and pleasure, his thick body sandwiched between the two tops.

"Oh hell yes." I said. "I love dp. When do you want me to come?"

"We will see." He said with a smile. "Just know when you do, you will leave hurting. We fuck that bitch Desmond up. He says he's sore for days after we're done with him. He always wants more though."

"I'll bet he does." I said. I knew just how Desmond felt. We talked some more, and I really liked Marcus. We seemed to have great chemistry. I am quite the slut, but I always enjoy when a guy doesn't run me off right after fucking, and can have a good conversation. Marcus seemed like he was in no hurry to get rid of me. The sun was starting to come through the windows. We had been at it all night. Eventually, I drifted off to sleep.

I was awakened to the feeling of him rolling me onto my stomach. "Wake up boy, Daddy woke up horny." He said, getting on top of me. His cock slid into my loose hole, and he worked it around. "Damn boy, your ass feels so fucking good. Fuck!" He groaned, once again probing my insides. His hands pressed down on my back,putting his weight on me, and he began driving himself deep in me, and ripping it back out. It was a quick savage fucking, just a horny man using his bitch. I was sore, and it hurt, but I just layed there and took it, like a good bitch should. He didn't last nearly as long as the night before, and after a series of very brutal, violent thrusts, he once again filled me up with his cum.

"Fuck that's a good way to start the day!" He exclaimed, after he climbed off of me.

"Yes it is!" I agreed. He rolled back over and started playing with my nipple rings. "Jerk off for me boy." He whispered in my ear. I slid my jock down and began stroking myself. "Yeah, boy. Just like that. Cum for Daddy. I wanna see you squirt." His fingers toyed with the hoops in my nips, and he bit one of the studs in my ear, pulling on it with his teeth.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" I squealed.

"Yeah, baby. Show Daddy how much you like me." He said into my ear, then gave it a lick.

"Oh my God! Oh fuck yes!" I screamed, shooting my cum all over myself.

"That's a good boy." He praised, rubbing his finger in my mess. He sucked some of my cum off of it, then feed me the rest.

"Yummy!" I said, smiling after being fed my own sperm.

"Damn, you are one freaky little bitch aren't you?"

"Yes Daddy!" I said, looking into his eyes, feeling things I shouldn't feel with a hookup that lived out of town.

"Shit baby, a guy could get sprung on a bitch like you!" He said, looking back at me. The way he was looking at me gave me butterflies. It had been a long time since a guy had made me feel like this. It was such a shame he didn't live here. "Well shit." He said after a long silence. "As much as I would love to fuck your hot ass some more, I have to get ready for that wedding."

"Yeah." I said sadly. "I have to work at five."

"You can use the shower if you need to."

"Nah." I said, looking at him. "I'll shower at home. It's hot to walk out dirty." He laughed and shook his head. We exchanged numbers, and I got dressed and left, hoping I would see him again. It was early afternoon, and I must have been quite a sight walking bow legged through the busy lobby with my hair sticking up. People stared, and I felt slutty. They knew what I had been doing. But a nasty pig like me has no shame, and it always kind of turns me on when people know I just got fucked. That night at work was rough, I was sore as hell. Of course we were busy. But my destroyed ass and sore nipples was a nice reminder of him. All I could think about was getting dicked by him again. I hoped we could get together one more time before he left.

"Looks like you had a fun night!" One of the waitresses, Kaylee said.

"It's that obvious?" I asked.

"Yeah! It is!" She laughed. "He must be big. Send him my way. I want to walk like that."

"He isn't small for sure, and he knows how to fuck." I said.

"Oh, girl, I need one of those!"

"Yes you do!" I said. I loved Kaylee. We were both sluts and gave each other shit all the time.

The next afternoon, I was off, and found myself taking the elevator ride up to his room again. I walked through his unlocked door, and found him waiting naked on the couch, with a drink in his hamd. I quickly shed my clothes, stripping down to a black thong, black fishnets and a black, leather harness. "You like?" I said, turning around and showing him my ass.

"Oh hell yes, baby!" Damn!" He said. "Fuck yeah boy, look at you looking all pretty. Shake that ass for me bitch!" I began twerking, jiggling my tight round ass, getting more turned on by the second. "Damn, I am gonna tear that ass up!" He said, walking up behind me, pressing his hard cock against my ass. His hand grabbed me by the throat. "You gonna be a good bitch for me tonight?"

"Yes Daddy!" I moaned.

"You better me." He said, tugging at my nipple ring with his other hand. "You better use that good pussy to make me happy."

"Oh I will Daddy!" I moaned, grinding my ass against him and feeling is raging hard on throb between my cheeks.

He tugged the ring, until I let out a little moan. "That's what I like to hear. Daddy likes his bitches obedient." He said, slowly pushing me then shoving me down on the couch. "I'm gonna fuck your mouth boy." I layed on my back, and took his cock down my throat, and he worked it back on fourth, literally fucking my mouth. My head was on the cushion, and he was on top of me, so I had no choice bit to tale him deep. I held his hips and sucked, until I started to choke. He pulled out and let me catch my breath, then grabbed me by the air and rubbed his balls all over my face. "Like that boy?"

"Oh fuck I love your big cock!" I replied, then sucked it some more. He jammed it down my throat again until I gagged. Then he pulled out, and started rubbing lube on his dick. He fingered some in me, then slowly inserted himself into my ass. I spread wide, and felt him fill me up. "Fuck me Daddy!" I whispered looking up at him. He smiled down at me, and slowly stroked it deep, then easing it all the way back out. Once he was out, he slid it back in, all the way, until his pelvis hit my taint. Then he took some slow, short strokes, that really rubbed my spot.

"Damn boy, your panties are all wet!" He said, rubbing the front of my thong. "You must like that!"

"Damn Daddy it feels so good!" I replied, feeling like I was about to cum. His shaft was rubbing me perfectly. I reached down, and groped my bulge, feeling that the front of my undies was indeed wet. He began going faster, and I could feel an orgasm coming. "Oh fuck, your gonna make me cum!" He grabbed my wrist and moved it away from my dick, the grabbed it and pulled it out of the tight thong, and roughly twisted it, then slapped it. "Oh My God!" I screamed, feeling dizzy. He reached up and twisted a nipple ring, while squeezing my dick, and it was all over. I almost blacked out as I exploded, screaming in pleasure. When it was finally over, I looked up to see him grinning proudly.

"Damn, baby, that was hot as hell! Fuck! You clenched around me so tight I almost came!" I didn't respond. I couldn't think or talk. I just layed there limp. "You cum so good with a dick in your ass don't you?"

"Yeah!" I giggled. "Well it has to be a good dick."

"Yeah boy. Daddy has that good dick. I treat my bitches right. I know what they need.

"Yes you do!" I said, smiling up at him. He continued fucking me slow, but now he was going deep. I put my arms around his neck and wrapped my legs around him, and he worked his dick slowly, almost as if we were making love. We kissed deeply, and then I nibbled on his ear. Unfortunately, the whole thing was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"What the fuck?" Marcus said, sliding out of me. He grabbed his pants and opened the door. "Yeah?" He asked whomever was knocking.

"Sir, we've had a noise complaint." I heard a woman say. "Um, could you and your girlfriend please keep it down?"

"Sure, sorry." He said, then closed the door. He returned to me, laughing and shaking his head. "Apparently you're to loud!"

"Well, apparently I'm your girlfriend!" I said with a laugh.

"Nah, your my sissy bitch boy!" He said, lifting my leg up and slapping me on the ass. "You moan like a girl."

"I know. I am kind of a girl you know." I did always feel girly when I was getting fucked. Of course I was wearing stockings. I watched him refresh his drink, then ask if I wanted one. "I just want more of that Daddy dick." I said. So he sat down and I blew him while he sipped his drink.

"You can't get enough can you?"

"Nope." I replied, licking the tip of his wet dick while I looked up at him.

"Get up here cowgirl and ride it backwards." He instructed. I straddled him, then sat down in his lap, his rod sliding into my wet ass. "Yeah, how about that?" He said, pulling me back towards him. I wiggled around on his cock and he played with my nipples some more, while licking my ear.

"You're so good to me Marcus! Oh fuck, you make me feel so good.!"

"That's right baby" He said running his hands all over my body. "Daddy will take good care of his pretty boy. I'll fuck that little pussy good and make you cum like crazy."

"Goddamn Daddy! I whimpered. Just his smooth, low voice drove me crazy. Much less his strong hands rubbing my body, and his cock deep in my ass.

"Ok get up bitch." He said, pushing me off of him. "Now I'm gonna fuck you." I stood up, and so did he, then he shoved me back down on the couch, this time on my knees. He grabbed the bacl of my harness and pushed me down on the back of the couch, then penetrated me from behind. He held the harness like a handle, and slapped my ass, then fucked me hard, ramming himself into me as hard as he could. I grabbed a pillow and bit it, to keep from screaming, while he had his way with me. He was saying some dirty things, but I wasn't really listening. The only sound I could hear was his pelvis slapping my ass, and my own muffled moans. I loved getting fucked rough like this, just letting a guy use me. My poor pussy was getting beat up, but that's what it was for. That's what I was for. A fuckhole for real men. He held my harness with one hand, and pulled my hair with the other. Finally, he came, once again breeding me with his hot, stud sperm. Then he fell down on the couch beside me.

"I could use that drink now." I said, panting trying to catch my breath.

"For sure baby, I think you earned it!" He laughed, then made me one. I took a big sip of the Crown and Coke, then sat down on his lap. It was official. I was sprung.