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“Yes, god yes, Carson please,” she begs, her hips still grinding, her pussy empty but desperate to be filled.
“Bend right over the arm, ass in the air,” I order, unbuttoning my pants while she eagerly complies. Grabbing her hips in my hands I slam my dick all the way inside her on one long thrust, loving the sharp gasp of surprise she makes.
I lose myself in her, rolling my hips, filling her deep with every thrust as I fuck her hard from behind, while she moans and gasps and clamps down on my dick like she thinks I’m going stop. As if I could stop. She’s taking me just as much as I’m taking her and I couldn’t stop now even if I wanted to. I’m a slave to her in this moment, she might think I’m in control, but there’s nothing further from the truth, this is her show and I’m just here for the ride.
Unable to reach her clit from this position, I slap her ass hard, loving the sharp hiss of breath she takes. “Play with your clit Priss, I’m close, but you need to come first. Make yourself come,” I demand, slamming into her, using my grip on her hips to pull her on and off my dick.
Her arm moves and I watch as she rubs at her clit. Her breaths become more ragged, her movement stalling when I hit that spot inside of her that makes little bursts of, “Oh my god,” fall from her lips.
“Fuck, your cunt takes my dick so well Priss, so tight, so fucking perfect. I wish we were filming this too so you could see what I can. So you could watch my cock filling you up, stretching you.” As I speak her pussy clamps down on me, until she’s crying out, her muscles fluttering, milking my dick making it impossible for me not to follow her. I come with a grunt, slamming into her hard enough to push her forward over the couch, her feet coming off the floor. Once, twice, three times I slam into her with abandon, without finesse and then I still, both of us spent, both breathing hard.
After a minute where neither of us speaks, I pull my dick free, watching as my cum drips from her slit. A fucked up sense of pride fills me as I stare at her well used cunt covered in my release.
Jesus I’m a sick bastard. If she were mine, then maybe it’d be okay to want to fill her cunt with my cum, but she’s not mine and this was nothing more than a hot fuck.
Clenching my jaw, I push my dick back into my boxers and rebutton my slacks as I step backwards, giving her enough room to move, even though I really want her to stay there just as she is, spread wide and waiting for round two.
My cell ringing shatters the tension that I can feel thickening with every moment that passes. “You need some help?” I ask, quietly ignoring the call, unable to tear my eyes from her.
“No,” she says, her voice small as she pushes upright, her legs trembling a little. Her gaze drops to the floor and she scans it, searching for something. “Do you see my panties?”
“They’re in my pocket,” I say, smirking.
Spinning around she holds her hand out expectantly. “Can I have them?”
“No.”
“What? Give me my panties.”
“No,” I say, my smile wide now.
“Carson, give them to me.”
“No, I’m keeping them,” I tell her, pulling them from my pocket and lifting them to my nose, inhaling deeply. “I can smell you on them, fucking delicious,” I say, taunting her.
“I can’t spend the rest of the day with no panties on, I’m wearing a skirt,” she cries, a hint of bitchiness in her voice.
Closing the distance between us again I snap my hand out and catch her chin between my fingers tightly. “Call it punishment for ignoring me and being a bitch to your sister.”
“So us having sex was you punishing me?” she asks incredulously.
“Did it feel like I was punishing you?” I drawl, stroking my thumb over her skin.
“N- no,” she stutters.
“You letting me take you again, was you apologizing for leaving the way you did and being a bitch. Your punishment is spending the rest of the day bare, with my cum drying on your cunt, smelling like sex, and remembering that I bent you over and fucked you while you played with yourself.
Her gasp is the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard and I wait for her to say something, but her eyes stay wide, her lips barely parted with no words breaking free.
“Then when you get back to your hotel later, you can either make a video of you playing with yourself, and send it to me, or you can send me your room number and the address of the hotel you’re staying at and I’ll come over and finger fuck you till you scream out my name,” I whisper, lifting her chin a little, my thumb pulling her bottom lip gently until she parts her lips further, complying with even my unspoken commands, as I push my thumb into her mouth and she sucks.
Her lips pop when I pull my thumb free and release my hold on her. Turning away, I unlock the door and pull the key free, checking the corridor is empty, I push the door open and gesture for her to go through, then I close and lock the door behind us, sliding the key back into my pocket.
Her back is to me and she’s cautiously walking away when I call out. “Stop.”
Pausing she doesn’t turn and I can’t help but smile. She might be compliant but she’s not meek or weak. When she allows me to be in charge of her and her body, she’s giving me that privilege, not just letting me take it.
Moving behind her I press my body into hers, not wrapping my arm around her waist even though I want to. “Talk to you later Priss,” I say, leaning down and pressing a soft kiss against the nape of her neck.
