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“Does this bore you?” “Sorry, Ma’am.” It wasn’t so much that it was boring, it was that it was just stories. He needed more. “And then today, at lunch, I seduced a UPS guy. All tan and muscles, he looked great in his uniform shorts but he looked even better out of them. Nine-inch cock, at a minimum. Straight and thick. And boy could he eat. Someone had trained that boy well. I had three orgasms before we even got to the actual fucking. I thought about you—stuck here, cleaning the bathroom or the kitchen or whatever it was you were doing.”

Wet squelches and skin slapping filled the apartment loud and obscene. He pulled his fingers out and replaced them with his cock, pushing the fat head into my ass slow but relentless. I gasped choked, “Oh shit oh shit,” as he sank deeper, stretching me wide until his balls pressed against my dripping pussy. Then he started fucking my ass savage, one hand fisting my hair, yanking my head back, the other rubbing my swollen clit frantic. I came again violent, whole body seizing, ass and pussy spasming, squirting messy onto his balls with loud wet spurts. “Ahhh ahhh fuuuck!” I screamed broken.

“Fuck shit!” “Your hole is so tight and wet.”

“Don’t stop… please don’t stop. Fuck me just like that.” He groaned, hips snapping forward with more force. “That’s it, baby. Moan for me. Let me hear how much you love my cock pounding into your tight little pussy.” I was a mess beneath him, moaning his name shakily with every thrust, my body rocking with the impact. “Viktor… Viktor, yes— harder!” He gave me exactly what I asked for, fucking me with deep, powerful strokes that had me gasping and clinging to him. The wet sounds of our bodies meeting filled the air, mixing with our ragged breaths and desperate moans.

He was so big, so hard, so deep. He didn't give her time to adjust. He grabbed her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh, and began to pound into her. Each thrust was a powerful, punishing stroke, his balls slapping against her clit with a wet, rhythmic sound. The desk scraped across the floor with the force of his movements. This wasn't making love. This wasn't even sex. This was fucking. Raw, primal, and dirty. "Is this what you wanted?" he grunted, his voice thick with exertion. "You wanted me to fuck you like the cheap little whore you are? Right here on my desk?"

And I wanted to be punished: Perhaps that, more than anything else. I began reading erotic BDSM stories. For a while this seemed to be enough. It allowed me to escape my life, if only for short periods of time. Erotic BDSM stories were challenging to find in my small town and soon found myself searching sites on the internet. This opened up a whole new world: Before I knew it, I was placing ads on personals sites, trying to make my dream a reality. Initially the responses were just crude. Even the ones I decided to contact, seemed a little beyond what I was looking for: Cruel men, perhaps dangerous too. Finally I received a response from Tony.

“Please fuck me…” Damien dropped the belt and grabbed my hips. In one brutal motion, he slammed his entire thick cock into my pussy, stretching me open so suddenly that I screamed into the mattress. He immediately started pounding me with savage, deep strokes — no warm-up, no mercy. The sound of his hips slamming against my sore ass filled the room as he fucked me like an animal. Victor knelt in front of me, grabbed my hair and forced his cock down my throat, fucking my face just as brutally.

” “So tell me how many ladies have you fucked so far, I can see this is not your face time of having sex.” ‘Actually, Aunt, this is my second time fucking a lady, the first was my girlfriend, it's just that I watch a lot of p**n videos, which makes me know more about how to have sex.’ Well, not bad, let's go to the bathroom and take a shower, when we are done, I will get you something to eat. We both made our way to the bathroom. “I wasn't paying attention to what I was doing as my eyes swept down to his nude beautiful form. I couldn't keep my gaze from returning to his crotch. His cock was looking soft and it seemed harmless. But I recalled how it felt inside my cunt and I love it.”

till he began to fuck me slowly. My moans were soft to match his pace. Occasionally, his hands would connect with my butt cheeks in a smack that echoed through the room. Soon…I felt hands tighten around my waist and his pace moved faster. We came together…. I collapsed, gasping for air. This is what it felt like to be used like a whore…

“He’s never going to touch you again. He’s never going to know what he’s missing out on.” The idea of telling Steve I fucked his best friend made me pussy flood. I was right on the edge. “Fuck! I’m coming!” I screamed, locking eyes with him. Jace groaned. “Yes, Alessia. Squeeze my fucking cock,” he growled, slamming deep inside me as he came with me. After we were done I rode my orgasm out, limp and dripping while Jace pulled out, his cock still thick and wet, leaving me wanting more under the night sky.