003- Fuck me Hard

ANDREA

"Getting started", I thought as he released me, he then stood up and turned to the other girl.

His hands went to his belt and I could hear him pull it off, his zipper down and I stopped breathing.

Even from his briefs...the bulge growing there looked so big.

He pushed his briefs down his waist and his cock sprang out, hard, big, and veiny.

He was bigger than Jason’s...way bigger than he was.

The sight alone sent liquid dripping down my legs.

The girl's eyes widened and she smiled before getting on her knees, leaning forward, opening her mouth.

He didn't guide here, he just stood while she had to take him all in.

Her mouth took him all in that she gagged, drooling all over his cock.

A low, rough sound came from his chest and then he moved.

He held her hair in his hands and he controlled her movement.

Her head plopped in and out as he fucked her mouth.

His thrusts into her mouth were slow at first and then it became more fast.

The gagging sound from the girl and the occasional growl from him filled the room.

I was glued to my spot, buzzing with a inner heat that felt like it was higher than the room's temperature.

I had no idea why he wanted me to watch that...but deep down, I wished I was the one on my knees.

My clit throbbed in time with his movements, a dull, insistent ache, the lingerie I was wearing was soaked, a undeniable slickness I could feel against my thighs.

I squeezed my legs together, but the pressure only made it worse, sending a sharp jolt of need straight to my core as my chest heaved up and down, watching the two of them.

He pulled her head back and his dick sprung out, still hard, dripping with cum and her saliva.

She rubbed her hand on it, pushing it up and down, moaning.

She then spat on it, sucking just the tip, rolling her mouth around it as he pushed it back into her, growling.

He fucked her mouth with no mercy, hard and fast.

A moan escaped my mouth as I watched them.

This could be it.

My little secret wish coming to pass.

Getting fucked....hard.

Not the gentle, almost apologetic sex Jason offered.

The rough sex.

His pace increased, his hips pistoning faster and I could see his grip get together round her hair.

“Swallow it all,” he growled as he kept thrusting and them he stiffened, a sharp groan tearing from him as he emptied himself down her throat.

I watched as the girl gulped it down, swallowing him clean, he then pulled out, his cock glistering and shining.

"Leave", he told the girl and he got up, walking out of the room, leaving us two alone.

Then he turned to look at me, my eyes drifted down from his hair to his dick which still looked so hard and my mouth watered.

“Do you have anything to say?”,he said and I stared at it for few seconds.

I wanted to be the one on my knees so bad.

I wanted to be fucked hard by him...but I was married.

"Fuck Jason, he left me before I could reach my release anyways, he doesn't have to know about this", I thought.

"Fuck me..hard, make me cum as hard as you can", I muttered, my own voice, barely audible, dripping with a want I no longer cared to hide.

A slow, dangerous smile touched his lips and he closed the distance between us, his warm hands cupped my jaw, his thumb brushing over my bottom lip.

“Open.”, he said and I obeyed, parting my lips.

He didn't kiss me...I wasn't even expecting that anyways.

Instead he guided his tip into my mouth and the reality of it sent fresh flood of wetness between my legs.

I could taste the salty rang of him and the girls lipstick.

It was finally happening....to me.

I took him in, my tongue flattening against the underside. He was thicker than I’d thought he'd be.

I took him all in, my lips curling into a tight ring and he grunted in approval.

“Good girl...take it all”, he said as he hit the back of my throat.. making me gag.

Then he began to move, one hands fisted in my head, controlling my movements as my head plopped up and down.

It hurt but it felt good.

His other hand was on the pole that was beside me,

He wasn’t gentle, and that was exactly what I wanted, each deep thrust, every gag that made me struggle to breathe through my nose.

Fuck...that was how I wanted to be fucked.

My eyes watered, and I let the tears fall, my hands coming up to grip his powerful thighs, just to hold on.

The sounds were insane, the wet slap of skin,his ragged breaths, my chocked gurgles as I took him deeper.

Suddenly he pulled out and I moaned at the loss of contact.

He slapped me with his dick mixed with my saliva and his cum.

"You want me to fuck so hard, you dirty slut", he said, slapping his dick on my mouth and I moaned, nodding my head, wheezing.

Then he plopped it back into my mouth, his hands at the back of my head, pushing me down to take him deep.

If I was called a slut by a random stranger...I might have offended a lot.

But hearing it from him... just felt like a compliment.

I wanted to be a slut for him.

One of my hands left his leg and crept under me, I pressed hard against my clit, the insane sensation making me moan around him.

He saw me and then he said, his voice thick.

“Touch yourself for me,”.

I rubbed harder, rolling in circles, the pleasure building up as I sucked and took his thrust, I was slowly reaching it.

Just as I felt myself begin to spiral, he pulled out of my mouth with a slick pop. I gasped for air, my lips swollen and bruised-feeling, my whole face wet.

"Strip", he said and I stood up, stripping out of the lingerie, I was wearing.

He walked closer to me, grabbing my breast my his hands and his fingers flicked round the hard nipple making me moan.

It was nice what his touch could do to me and I was so glad I didn't have to remove my mask.

“On the bed, On your back.”, he said and I walked towards the bed, laying on it.

He didn't speak, he walked closer to the bed like a prey studying it's catch and he knelt down between my thighs spreading it wide.

Then he buried his face between my legs.

The first flat stroke of his tongue from my entrance to my clit made me cry out, my back arching up to him.

He two hands held my thigh in place, his grip so tight that it hurt but it was nothing compared to the pleasure ripping inside of me.

His tongue speared inside of me, then he swirled it around my clit, sucking it hard.

“Oh, Fuck…” I maoned, my hands finding his hair, gripping it hard.

He growled against me, the vibration traveling straight to my core.

Then suddenly, he added a finger and the two, curling them inside me, making my vision blur.

As he fingered and licked me, I moaned, grabbing his hair tight.

He then sucked my clit hard and I screamed.

That was my last stretch as my orgasms ripped through me, hard.

I jerked my hips up, shivering as he licked me clean..

Then he rose above me, the tip of his cock nudging at my entrance, his hands at the side of my bed as he looked into my eyes.

Like he was trying to figure out the lady under the mask.

His lips were shining with my cum and as much as I wanted to taste myself off his lips, I avoided his gaze, looking sideways.

“Turn over", he said and my body turned before I could process it.

He smacked my ass and I arched it up, bare and exposed towards me, dripping.

I heard the tear of a foil packet and then his tip rubbing my entrance making me moan.

Then without hesitation, he pushed into me and I screamed out both from pain and the pleasure.

He was so much bigger than anything I was used to.

Way bigger than Jason was.

“Fuck,” he hissed, his hands gripping my hips, his thumbs digging into the flesh of my ass, he stayed there for a while,then he drew back and slammed back hard.

And then he didn't stop.

This was the “hard” I’d begged for, the one thing i wished for.

Each thrust sent my hands shivering

“You take it so well,” he grunted.

One hand left my hip and snaked around my front, pinching and rolling my nipple.

The dual sensation...the deep thrust and the sharp pinch drove me wild.

I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts, wanting him deeper, harder.

“Yes… like that… please…” I begged, the words fracturing into moans.

His hands bent my back, holding my two hands at my back, pushing my ass up and he continued,

Hard and fast...

Minutes later, I was screaming as I clenched around him, pulling another deep groan from his chest.

“Come for me again,” he ordered, his fingers finding my clit from behind, rubbing rough circles.

It was too much. The command, the relentless penetration, the touch on my clit.

It was too much for me to handle.

I convulsed around me, my scream muffled by the sheets I dug my face in.

My climax triggered his and with a final deep thrust, he groaned as he pulsed inside me, filling the condom with his release.

Them we both slumped on the bed.

He stayed there, slumped over my back, his weight heavy and comforting, both of us gasping for air, slick with sweat.

It was only then I remembered I was still in the club as I could still hear the low music.

After a long moment, he pulled out and I whimpered at the sudden, empty feeling. He disposed of the condom, then he laid beside me.

He ran a hands, surprisingly gentle down my sweaty back.

"Look at me", he said and I turned to look at me

"I need to see you without the mask", he said and I almost choked on my own spit.

"See my face?", I screamed in my head.

Then I looked at him, he didn't look familiar...we were probably not going to see after all this.

I could as well just give him what he wants since he made my birthday wish come through.

I pulled off the mask, rubbing my hands over my face and it was sweaty now.

"You look so beautiful", he said, bringing his hands to my face and I smiled.

“You said you wanted to be fucked hard,” he stated, his thumb tracing my swollen lower lip.

“Was that hard enough?”

"It was!!", I wanted to scream but now that the mask was off my face and I could see him well

I wanted more.

"Uhm...it was a start,” I managed to whisper.

"Feisty huh", he said, his voice deep and hoarse.

"Follow me, I might just happen to know the perfect thing you want", he said