NOTE: all characters are over 18 and fictional. Written for the fantasy of the real life Jonna.
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The doorbell rang promptly at 8. Jonna took one last look in the mirror. She was wearing fishnets and a tight satin black dress at least a size too small. It started halfway up her thigh and hugged her large round ass like a glove. Her large round tits hung out and were barely covered by the dress's strapless top. Raven hair fell somewhat messily by her shoulders as if she's already been fucked. Her bright red heals matched her bright lipstick, which accentuated a slight overbite that gave the fleeting impression she was sucking on something. Smoky dark eyeshadow liberally surrounded her innocent eyes. Even after what happened on their first date, she wondered if she looked too slutty. She briefly considered trying to change into something more conservative and yelling through the door at Jesse that she needed a few more minutes to get ready and if he would wait.
Making him wait-for anything-felt wrong though. She'd only met two nights before but had never wanted someone so bad in her life. She took a deep breath and walked across her living room to open the door, hoping she didn't look too ridiculous.
She opened the door and smiled her best sultry smile as she found Jesse standing there wearing cowboy boots, black jeans with a light tear over one knee, a crisp white shirt and a tailored sport jacket that made clear the toned chest underneath. 3 day stubble covered his face and his dark hair was pushed back from his forehead a bit unkempt.
Jesse looked at Jonna and smirked. He had wondered how she might present herself after their previous encounter. He had plans for her that night and if she'd opened the door in loose jeans and a baggy sweater he might have had to reconsider. Instead, her too tight dress, barely covered tits, and fuck me make up was all the consent he needed.
"Hi Jesse," Jonna said with a sheepish smile, immediately fearful his condescending smirk meant that she read the signs wrong and looked too desperate, that despite everything that happened just two nights before he wasn't interested in such a wanton display of sluttiness. "Would you like to come in?"
Jesse continued to smirk while looking her up and down like considering an item at auction. As his eyes moved over her body she could feel herself already getting wet. After what felt like an eternity to Jonna but was actually just two or three seconds Jesse pushed the door open farther with one arm and said, "after you."
As she turned around and walked into her apartment Jesse briefly admired her ass. It was large and round and stretched the dress's sides so thoroughly that he wondered if they might split. She wasn't skinny. Rather, she was proportioned perfectly to be used as much and as hard as he could. The curves of her ass and tits, the overbite that gave her an almost perpetual look of having just sucked a cock, and the deep submissiveness along with incredibly tight pussy and ass that he knew lurked beneath the cheap whore outfit she was wearing gave her all the desirability of living, breathing, cumming sexdoll. As he walked in he shut the door then immediately reached forward and grabbed her by the neck, pulling her startled body close to his chest.
"Wait," Jonna gasped as she felt his body press against hers. His left hand moved to her barely covered tit while his right was firmly gripped on her neck. She could feel his 9 inch cock growing through his pants just above her ass. "Slow down," she said even as she could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter. She knew she shouldn't give in like this. She didn't want to be so easy, to be looked at and groped like a piece of meat.
Just as the words came out of her mouth his left hand moved down her stomach and pulled up the dress, reaching for her pussy. "Slow down?" Jesse said with mocking in his voice as he found her pantyless beneath the slutty dress and nearly dripping over the hardwood floors. He rubbed her pussy for a few seconds, massaging her clit between his index and middle fingers while each began slowly fucking her cunt. Jonna tried to conceal a moan but couldn't as pleasure rushed through her body and she began to go limp on his hand.
"Stop," she breathed, not even believing it herself.
"Stop, please."
She gasped as she gathered the breath to be more forceful all the while swimming in pleasure. "No," she said gathering her voice She wasn't this easy she told herself. No man should be able to use her like this. She could feel how Jesse thought of her as nothing more than a body to be used. It was revolting to every sense of self she had. And it also turned her on in a way she'd never felt.
"No!" she yelled out. "Stop!"
As she said "stop" the third time he removed his hand from her pussy and twirled her around. Grabbing her hair tight with his right hand Jesse thrust his two drenched fingers into her mouth and began fucking her face with them, locking eyes with her and exuding a look of anger.
"Does this taste like 'no'?" He said as he gagged her with his fingers. His right hand released her head and he slapped her three times in hard succession across the cheek.
"Get on your knees whore," Jesse said, as his left hand pushed her head and body down to the cold hardwood floor.
She recoiled from the word "whore" and struggled against his strong arm. "No," she cried out again.
He reached down and began fucking her again with his right hand as he pushed her down his left arm, holding tight to the back of her hair. As he increased the tempo of his fingers in her pussy and the force of his hand against her clit she moaned faster and faster.
"That's a good little slut," Jesse said as her wet pussy drenched his hand.
Broken out of her trance again by his degrading words she sheepishly said "stop" a couple more times. Each time she said it she was met with a slap across the face. Each hard slap on her bare skin made her pussy ache even more as his fingers came even faster now, his knuckles pushing hard against her clit. She couldn't focus, she knew she shouldn't like this but every time she got the will to tell him to stop now she was distracted by the waves of ecstasy roiling her body.
She mustered the concentration and energy to yell out "no" one more time.
Just as she did it her cheek was met with his open hand in a loud slap while simultaneously his forefinger entered her ass and he spit straight on her face.
It was too much for Jonna. The degradation, the force, his expert hands, and his clear intention to do with her whatever he pleased made her finally give in. Her whimpering for him to stop gave way to begging for him to go harder. She remembered his cock from two nights before. It was the biggest and hardest she'd ever had. He had fucked her with it and made her do things that she never knew she wanted. She'd been dreaming about it since. She NEEDED that cock now.
"Please" she whispered. "Please fuck me."
"Please, I need your cock," she yelled.
