Se connecterI could swear Trevor's plan was to fuck my brains out. That was the only explanation for the way he looked at me and the things he did right after.
"I want you naked" It wasn't a request, he went right ahead to pulling off my clothes. My top went off first, then my pants. I stood awkwardly under his watching gaze in my matching white lace panties and bra. "Fucking sexy" Trevor groaned. It gave me a sense of pride and confidence that he liked what he saw. "Let's go to your room" he continued, giving me his hand to lead the way. He whistled behind me at the view of my ass. I chuckled in response. I always knew I had a beautiful ass. Being in my room was more private. It was like letting him into my heart. He looked round the room and I tried to see it from his eyes. The nude pink walls and bed sheets, the choco brown dress table and wardrobe, the white beanbag lying close to the window. It was a normal room, but it was my safe haven. "You have perfect taste" he hummed "and you taste perfect". He pulled me in by the waist and smashed his lips to mine. He kissed me so hard, I needed air. He pushed my body back slightly and looked over my chest as I unhooked my bra and threw it somewhere over his shoulder. He pressed his thumbs into my nipples then rubbed them in a circular motion before squeezing them roughly in his hands. His mouth returned to mine eagerly as he pressed his hips between my legs, I felt as though he was trying to absorb all of me into his body the way he held me so tightly. I loved the way his chest hairs tickle my erect nipples. When he pulled away from the kiss I tried to pull him back to me only to realize how much more I loved the feeling of his lips running down my neck passed my collarbone. He held one of my nipples in his mouth nipping at them. Working on my left breast he twirled his tongue in circles and I let out an uncontrollable moan and squeezed my thighs together. His mouth worked from one to the other. I leaned back against the door as he worked downwards kissing my stomach lingering on my navel, his strong rough hands running down my sides. I pushed out my hips as his fingers hooked onto the waistband of my panties and slid them down my legs. He kissed the inner parts of my knees kissing his way up my thighs. He was taking small bites that made me take quick breaths at each nip. He sucked on the soft skin just before my pussy so hard that there was a little pain. He gave quick but thick lick between my slit and I sucked in a fast breath. It was a wonderful torture. I opened my eyes as he continued to tease and lick to see myself reflected in the vanity mirror across from me giving me a full view of the entire act. I could see how I looked with my legs splayed apart with his head between my legs, my perky tits heaving with my nipples sticking out. I loved it. I loved how my tits looked right then, round and supple. When his tongue found my clit I started moaning so loudly. I couldn’t help it but to lean to one hand and squeeze my tit with the free one. It was incredible his wet tongue flicking away, switching from licking and sucking sending me to the brink. “Yes! Mmm suck on my clit baby. Yes!!” I couldn’t believe the words that were escaping my lips. He heeded my words taking me ravenously. I could feel the building, the overall warmth starting to spread through my body. The small tremors that start in the pit of my stomach but spread out in waves to the rest of my being until I clench my teeth, my legs muscles tighten, my head tossed back and the fireworks go off and electricity flash through me as I screamed. I couldn’t believe my orgasm, I let go of trying to be quiet, to be sweet but just let my orgasm take over my body. I didn’t care how I looked I just wanted to enjoy every moment of this sensation. As I started to recover, still trembling I could feel his tongue lapping up my juices sucking on my lips getting every drop of my cum. "I want you inside of me Trevor" I was done being shy. We were past that. My pussy was aching to be filled by my neighbor's big cock, to be thrust into over and over again. "Get on the bed, on all fours" he commanded. I did as he commanded. I looked sexy like this. From my side view, he undid his belt, and pulled out his cock. He walked up behind me, his thick cock in his hand. he rubbed it against my wetness until it was glistening with my juices. “Fuck,” he growled, slapping his cock against my core. He was poking right against my entrance. So fucking close to just slipping right inside of me and ruining me. He placed a hand on my lower back, making me arch more for him, and slipped himself inside of me. Inch by inch, he thrust into me slowly until he was deep in my pussy. I clenched around him. He groped my breasts, squeezing them hard in his hands, and pulled me toward him with each thrust. I dug my nails into my bed sheets, trying to keep my breathing even, but with every thrust, he was driving me closer and closer to the edge. “Harder, Trevor …” I said. “Please, harder.” His teeth grazed against my shoulder, and he bit down softly. I moaned a bit louder and slapped a hand over my mouth as his cock pumped faster into me. The pressure rose quickly in my core. Goodness, he felt better than he ever had. “More,” I whispered. “Give me more.” He trailed his nose up the side of my neck. “You want more?” I nodded, so freaking desperate for it. “Please.” He grasped my hips, pulled me off the wall, and said, “Hands behind your back, legs apart". I did as he ordered, needing him to put his cock back into me. He spit on his fingers, rubbed them into my pussy, and plunged back inside of me, his thrusts long and slow, hitting my G-spot every single time. My toes curled, and I bit my lip to suppress a moan. He wrapped his hand around the front of my neck and pulled me closer to him. “Is this what you want?” I whimpered, the pressure in my core driving me higher and higher. “Yes.” My legs trembled slightly, and his hand around my throat tightened. Pleasure rushed through my body as he pounded his big cock into me from behind. I pushed my hips back against his to meet each of his thrusts. He picked up his pace. “Your pussy just got so tight for me, baby.” He chuckled against me. “You fucking love this, don’t you?” When I didn’t respond—because I couldn’t open my mouth without moaning loudly—he slapped my clit with his hand. “Answer me, babygirl” “Yes,” I cried out. “Yes … I love it. Fuck me harder. Come inside of me.” “Beg for it,” he growled into my ear, still pumping into me from behind. Oh my goodness, this was … this was … fucking crazy and sexy. I couldn't stop moaning. “If you want me to come inside of you, you’re going to have to beg louder than that.” He rubbed his fingers harshly against my clit. “Please,” I whispered, trying so hard not to pass out, I buried my face into my bed, my pussy clenching even harder on his cock. “Please come inside of me.” He wrapped his hand into my hair again and pulled me toward him, so my back was arched. “Louder” he said. I parted my lips, the pressure in my core rising with every moment. “please. Fuck me. Come inside of me.” He plunged himself deeper inside of me, and I moaned out in pleasure, my body trembling. “Trevor …” I breathed, voice shaky. "You fuck so good. Please, come inside of me. I need it more than anything.” When the words left my mouth, he thrust hard up into my pussy, fingers brushing against my clit. My pussy quivered on him, and I cried out, knowing that he was filling me up. My fingers curled into his chest, and I clenched hard on him.My clit feels tender as hell, still tingling as I crawl back to the bed and climb up. I position myself exactly as he wants me, cheek flat to the duvet and knees spread wide. I wonder how wet and swollen my pussy looks from behind, after the fucking he’s given me. I clench my ass over and over, trying to entice him. He goes to the bedside table before he joins me. I count my blessings that I’m facing the same direction as I watch him. He shows me his cock, working it, clearly giving me a decent view before I take him inside me. Being fucked in the mouth isn’t the same as seeing the full spectacle tall and proud. I’ve seen monster cocks in porn vids, but never in the flesh. I imagine how good it would be to be fucked in the pussy. I’m hoping he changes his mind about that option. I don’t know if my ass can take it. “I never use protection,” he says. “Are you ok with that? I can assure you I’m clean. I send my test results to the agency regularly.” I know that’s part o
I brace myself as he positions the toy, and he’s right, he doesn’t play easy. He shunts it straight in, using my own excitement as lube. “Fuck!” “Take it, Holly.” I suck in breaths as he works it – circling – and slowly, I relax into the stretch. My hips start to buck on instinct. “That’s it, show me how much of a whore you are,” he says. The beast of a man lowers himself so his face is between my legs, his big, grey beard tickling my open thighs as he sweeps his tongue against me. I use my fingers to spread myself, and his tongue finds my clit. He sucks until I cry out, and I buck harder, frantic. User 677 is going to make me come… and he knows it. He feels it. Yes. I’m ready. I’m fucking ready. But he’s not. He laughs as he pulls his face away, beard glistening. “You won’t come until I let you, you understand?” I groan at the ceiling, breaths rapid as I force a nod. “Yes, Sir.” He pulls the toy out with a vicious slurp
I'm a paid slut. Yeah, get over it. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, I plan on traveling the world and this is the fastest way to do so.Now, back to my story. We never get to know our client's name for confidential reasons. We also go by fake name for the same reason.User 677 is my client and Beverly is my fake name. That's all you'll need to know.User 677 – Male. 46. I like to dominate cute goth girls like you. I like to treat entertainers like the sluts and whores I’m paying you to be. I want to make you gag on my cock and stretch you with toys until your pussy is used up and dripping, juicy. I want anal play, deep and hard, and I want to slap your ass while I’m doing it. Another thing, high on my list, is that I want to punish those lovely big tits of yours. And all the while, I want you to be a good little girl and call me Sir. Duration – 5 hours. Proposal price – £1600. User 677 isn’t one for niceties, that much is obvious. He steps aside
I could swear Trevor's plan was to fuck my brains out. That was the only explanation for the way he looked at me and the things he did right after."I want you naked" It wasn't a request, he went right ahead to pulling off my clothes.My top went off first, then my pants. I stood awkwardly under his watching gaze in my matching white lace panties and bra."Fucking sexy" Trevor groaned. It gave me a sense of pride and confidence that he liked what he saw."Let's go to your room" he continued, giving me his hand to lead the way.He whistled behind me at the view of my ass.I chuckled in response. I always knew I had a beautiful ass.Being in my room was more private. It was like letting him into my heart. He looked round the room and I tried to see it from his eyes. The nude pink walls and bed sheets, the choco brown dress table and wardrobe, the white beanbag lying close to the window.It was a normal room, but it was my safe haven."You have perfect taste" he hummed "and you taste
"Oh shit! Fuck, Taylor" Trevor, my neighbor, was practically screaming as I sucked his big dick.His grip on my hair tightened Not harsh.Not cruel.Just enough to let me know he was feeling everything.Every movement. Every breath. Every second of this.His chest rose and fell unevenly above me, his abs flexing beneath my hands like they had a life of their own. I could feel him growing harder again, thick and heavy in my grip, responding to me like his body had made a decision his brain hadn’t caught up to yet.His head tipped back against the couch, eyes closed, jaw tight.“Taylor…” he exhaled.My name sounded different now.Less teasing.More reverent.I liked that.I liked knowing I did that to him.I let my hand move slowly, deliberately, watching his reaction like I was studying something dangerous and beautiful. His stomach tensed. His breath hitched. His grip in my hair tightened just slightly, like he was trying not to lose control and failing anyway.He looked down at me t
We stood dangerously close, our breaths mingled together. I could see his chest heave up and down with the heaviness of his breathing."I've been thinking about you all day" He said, his eyes carrying a vulnerability that wasn't present in the elevator. It was like he was making a confession.And I felt the same way too. "Me too"His hand found my waist. Tentatively slow.Like I might turn into dust if he touched.Not rough.Not rushed.Just inevitable.“You feel exactly how I pictured,” he murmured.My fingers curled into his shirt."How did you picture me?"He smiled. “irresistible ”His lips hovered barely an inch away from mine, silently asking for permission. Permission I granted by closing the space, placing a feather kiss on his lips.His grip on my waist tightened as he took control of the kiss, his tongue invading my mouth.A collision of want and restraint snapping at once.His hands slid up my sides, warm and grounding and sending shivers everywhere.My breath broke against







