Pleading For My Dick

DAVID

“David, no… we shouldn’t,” she protested weakly, shaking her head, but her body was arching into me, her tits brushing my chest as she rubbed herself on my thigh like she couldn’t help it.

I groaned low in my throat, my dick straining against my zipper. “You say that, but your pussy’s telling a different story, Mira. Grinding on me like a needy little slut.” I leaned in, my lips brushing her ear. “You’ve been ignoring me, but I know you think about it too. I know you want my dick in your mouth, and in your tight cunt. Admit it.”

She whimpered, her resistance crumbling as I slipped a hand under her shirt and cupped one of her tits. It was just the perfect fucking size, soft and heavy. 

Her nipple was already pebbled, hard and begging for attention. I rolled it between my fingers, pinching just enough to make her moan, her head falling back against the wall. “Oh god, David…”

“That’s it, baby. Moan for me like you did before. You’ve been a bad girl, teasing me with that body and then pretending you don’t want this.” My voice was rough, laced with the pent-up frustration of days without her. I squeezed her tit harder, thumbing the nipple until she squirmed, her hips bucking against my thigh.

“Please… we can’t… someone might hear,” she gasped, but her hands clutched my shirt, pulling me closer instead of pushing away.

I chuckled darkly, grinding my leg up into her pussy. “Let them hear. Let them know how much you love my hands on you.” 

I switched to her other breast, kneading it roughly, loving the way she arched into my touch. Her moans grew breathier, her body trembling.

Oh how I’d dreamed of this every night: pinning her, making her beg, fucking her until we both shattered.

Fuck, I was so hard it hurt, with my dick leaking and desperate to be inside her. 

With a growl, I spun her around roughly, pressing her front against the wall. She yelped in surprise, but it turned into a moan as I yanked down her scrubs and panties in one swift motion, exposing her bare ass and that glistening cunt. 

God, she was soaked, her folds pink, swollen and dripping. I unzipped my jeans, freeing my dick and it sprang out thick and veiny. I spat on my hand and rubbed it on the head angry red and slick with my pre-cum.

Without warning, I slammed into her, burying myself balls-deep in one brutal thrust.

Mira screamed with pleasure, the sound echoing off the walls, but I clapped my hand over her mouth just in time, muffling it. 

“Shh, filthy nurse. You want the whole hospital to know I’m fucking you?” 

I grabbed a fistful of her ponytail with my other hand, yanking her head back as I started pounding into her roughly. 

Every thrust felt like heaven, her pussy was so tight, so wet, sucking me in deeper with each slam that my head felt fuzzy with lust. 

Fucking hell, I’d jerked off to this particular fantasy and now it was real. 

The slick slide of my dick inside her, the way her walls tightened around me was pure ecstasy. 

I moaned loud and guttural, my voice breaking as I drove harder. “Fuck, Mira… your pussy’s so goddamn perfect. Been aching for this, haven’t you?”

She nodded frantically against my hand, her muffled moans vibrating through my palm. Her ass bounced with every thrust, the slap of skin on skin filling the room. 

I fucked her hard into the wall, my hips pistoning like a machine. Each plunge sent jolts of pleasure up my spine, my balls tightening as her cunt squeezed around me. 

“Take it, bad girl. Take every inch like the slut you are.”

Mira pushed back against me, meeting my thrusts, her body responding like this was all she had ever craved. 

She wriggled against my hand until I moved it slightly, and then she begged, her voice hoarse and desperate. “More, David… please, fuck me harder. I need it… please!”

I grinned savagely, pulling her hair tighter. “Begging already? Such a bad girl, ignoring me all week and now pleading for my dick. You need to be punished.” 

“Yes… yes, I’m your bad girl. Punish me… oh fuck, yes!” She clenched around me, her pussy spasming, and it nearly undid me.

I slid the hand from her mouth under her shirt, finding her nipple and pinching it hard, twisting until she cried out, a mix of pain and pleasure that made her soak my dick even more. 

Fuck, she liked it rough, liked the bite of pain. It turned me on like nothing else, knowing she got off on this edge.

“You like it rough don’t you? My little pain slut.” 

I spanked her ass with my free hand. 

Once, twice, the sharp cracks echoing as her cheek reddened under my palm.

 “That’s for ignoring me,” I growled, slamming deeper. “This pussy’s mine now.”

She whimpered, pushing back harder. “Harder… spank me again, David. Make it hurt… fuck, I’m so close!”

I obeyed, landing another hard smack that made her ass jiggle, then another, all while pounding her relentlessly. 

The combination of tight hot cunt, her begging, and the sting of the spanks, pushed me over the edge. My thrusts grew uncontrollable, deeper, harder, my moans turning to grunts. 

“Gonna cum… fuck, Mira, gonna fill you up.”

“Do it…” she pleaded, her voice breaking.

With a roar, I came hard, spilling deep inside her, thick white spurts of cum that filled her walls, overflowing as I kept thrusting through it. 

Pleasure exploded through me, every muscle tensing, relief flooding my veins like a drug. 

I’d needed this so badly, the release after days of her torment. Cum dripped out of her, sliding down her trembling thigh in sticky trails as I finally stilled, still buried to the hilt.

I admired the way she arched on the wall and gave her a hard spank that made her entire body seize up. 

Then she shattered on my dick, throwing her head back as she came, her cunt pulsing as her creamy juices mixed with mine. 

Panting, I pulled out, watching it all leak from her pussy, with satisfaction humming in my chest. 

I stepped back, stuffing back my still twitching dick and zipping up my jeans. 

Grabbing the discharge papers from the bed, I glanced at her one last time, flushed, disheveled, utterly wrecked, and smirked. 

Without a word, I walked out, leaving her there against the wall.

But as I strode down the hallway, a grin tugged at my lips. Discharged or not, this wasn’t over. 

Mira was mine now, and I’d be fucking back for more.