Bad Bad Girl

He was certain this is what he wanted. I asked a few times. Each time he said, Yes Ma’am I do, my pussy ached. I had never really considered it this way- but telling me his fantasy, I wanted to make it come true.

I was dressed in red. Red cami tank, and a black sheer robe. Long black boots with heels that were ridiculously too high to really walk any distance in. I wasn’t going to be walking anyway. The harness was attached and while it felt weird, I knew how this was going to go- so the fit wasn’t going to be a huge factor. Later I would be able to experiment with it- but for now, it was going to go this way.

The room was lit well. He was naked. All 6 feet, 280 pounds of muscle and sweat. Brown hair and dark brown eyes. For all of his masculine features, his eyes were that of a child. Wide and enthusiastic. Honest. He was undoubtedly handsome man.

He was going to fuck my cock.

“I know how much you want this,” I said. “I can see it. I can smell your need.” My voice changed and he recognized it quickly. No longer concerned with is comfort level. He was mine now. “You reek of it.”

“Yes, Ma’am. I know.. I just….”

“Quiet. Enough talking. Get down here.” He moved in front of me and got on his knees, his eyes were down and he almost looked embarassed. He was still almost as tall as me, on his knees. I leaned in to him and he rested his head on my breasts. “It’s ok,” I whispered into his hair. I understood his need and I knew he was grateful that I did not judge. He didn’t know how hot I was. He had no idea how this fantasy had been playing out in my head since he mentioned it.

I ran my fingers through his hair and then ran them down his shoulders, pushing him down until the side of his face was against the cock. He didn’t speak, but I knew he was curious if I would make him take it in his mouth. He looked up at me slowly, questioning me. I rubbed the back of my hand against his cheek and repeated myself, “It’s ok.” His eyes softened and he moved lower until he was sitting down. His hands ran up and down my legs, somewhat ignoring the obvious appendage in his face. I acted nonchalant, even though he could certainly smell my excitement from where he was.

I took half a step backwards and sat down. My legs crossed loosely. “Closer” I told him, “Lay down.”

He scooted towards me and lay down. I reached for some lube and squirted it on my hand. Stroking it over the cock, I spoke. “I want you to work for it. Why do you deserve my cock?? Tell me how much you want me. How you adore me. I want you to want it. Do you want my cock?? Fucking tell me.”

I rubbed the slick lube on the cock and some at him, rubbing it up and over his ass. He squirmed and moaned, “Fuck me. I want to feel you inside my ass, I need YOU to fuck me. Anything I have to do, anything you want me to do. Just fuck me.”

He moved closer towards me as I shoved a pillow under his big body. His legs straddled my small frame and he he felt the cock outside of his hole, below. Waiting. “And?” I hissed at him, “Why do you deserve my cock?”

His excitement was building, he was breathing hard and already his cock was hard and sticking straight up, “I adore you Ma’am, I want you so bad, I want to feel you, I want you inside me. Please let me feel you. I…I… don’t deserve you, but I need you!

He looked down at me as I looked down and spit at the cock, making sure it was nice and wet and then pushed the dildo up so it rested outside of his tight ass. “Move down bitch, slide down on my cock. You better fuck this cock you fucking slut.”

He rocked his hips downwards, his ass opening to take in the head of the cock. I felt the pressure pull on the harness as he pushed it inside him. He moved down on it- sliding his back down on the pillow, taking it in, about half way. He groaned, and his eyes rolled into his head. His legs shook.

“I’m not gonna work for it, I want to see you fucking it. Moving up and down on it the way you want me too. Do you hear me?”

“ahh- yes, ma’am”

“You want my ass, bitch?- first let me have yours. Come on.. fuck this cock. I wanna hear your moaning. Tell me you fucking love it.”

With one move, he came down hard on the cock. His ankles locked behind my back and I had to rest my hands to balance myself. My legs were open at his side, my heels hitched under his back. He pulled himself towards me. The cock sliding deeper. His mouth was open, he groaned loudly, grunting and thusting. Fucking. He kept going several minutes while I taunted him. “That’s right- fuck this cock. Don’t make me work- you do the work!”

“Oh my fuck this feels so good. Your cock feel so fucking good. I love you inside me.”

I tried hard not to move and just watch him. I wanted to thrust. I wished I could feel the cock. The sensation of my sex being inside someone- wrapped and thrusting. “You fucking whore. Fuck it. Fuck this cock, slut. Fuck it harder.”

“Oh yes- I’m your whore. I’m your slut. Oh god. oooohhhhhh.” his cock was hard and throbbing, I could see that he was probably going to cum soon.

I slapped his balls, not too hard, but hard enough so that he knew he was mine, “Don’t you fucking cum without my permission bitch.” I squeezed them, “Don’t you fucking think about it.”

“Fuck!” he called out, his hands made fists but he never stopped moving. He was stuck somewhere between his dirty heaven and my own evil playground.

“Want me to grab your cock. Want me to Jerk it? Or will you cum for me- without me ever touching your cock? Mmm, you fucking slut- you better not. You better not cum until I grab on to that thick cock. Can you shoot it into my mouth?? Lets see how good you are. Beg me to grab your cock. Don’t you dare stop fucking me or I’ll really fuck you up good. Does it hurt, me grabbing your balls like that. I want you to fucking hurt, you like it when it hurts don’t you.”

His answers poured as I spoke, he couldn’t stop himself, “Oh fuck please. Yes.. No. Oh God let me cum. Please. Yes, I’ll be good for you. I want to cum. Please grab my cock. Oh fuck, grab it. Jerk it. I can’t…. oh god.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Oh god. No. Yes. Oh god I feel so stretched. Hurting. So good. Oh… ohhh… please. Fuck yes. Hurt. Hurt me. Yours, oh god I’m yours.”

I couldn’t take it anymore. I was about to cum from the pressure the harness was pushing on my clit. I was soaked. My heart was racing. “Desperate little bitch. You’re pathetic the way you want it. ” I called at him, spitting at his cock and grabbing it with both hands, “You fucking wait until I tell you.”

He was dripping in sweat. His legs were bend and he was pushing against my body. He arched his back and I moved my knees under me, and thrust at him, finally. Jerking his cock in the air, counter thrusting against him.

I hissed at him, “Cum for me. Shoot your cum into my mouth. Prove to me how much you adore me. Give me all your cum!”

I barely got the sentence out when he let out a loud moan, a yell almost and his cock started to spurt. Thick ribbons of cum towards my body. Landing in my mouth, on my chin, my tits, on him. He came a lot, with a lot of force. It was everywhere and we were covered in it. I swallowed what landed in my mouth and then swiped up some on two fingers. Pulling out of his ass, I moved over him and shoved them into his mouth. “Taste how much you fucking loved that!”

He obediently ate the cum I fed him, never stopping to question. He took it like a good whore and did not stop until I did.

I got up and came back with a few damp washcloths after removing the harness.

Sitting next to him, we sat quiet for a long time. I wiped off his face, his body. Calming his nerves and bringing him back to earth. He was content and exhausted and his eyes remained closed. He didn’t try to speak, but I still found myself comforting him, saying, “sssshhhh baby..” several times. He turned his face towards me and kissing my legs. Grateful and emotional.

When his breathing was back to normal he looked at me finally. His eyes were desperate for something. Comforting, reassurance. Words. Instead, I laid down next to him and curled up under his big strong arms. He wrapped the other one around me tight and we drifted off to sleep.

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