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“I’ve got a proposal,” I say, moaning as his fingers twist inside me.
“Go on.”
“Tit for tat,” I tell him. “How’s that sound?”
“Tit for tat?” He pumps his fingers in my ass. “I’m coming to like this game. Give me your offer.”
I smile at him over my shoulder. “Whatever I take in my ass, you’ll let me put in yours. We’ll keep a tally. I owe you, and you owe me.”
He laughs. “I can take an awful lot in my ass.”
“Show me, then. Come on. Tit for tat. I’ll go first. Use my ass like you mean it. I’ll chalk some up on the owe me board.”
He looks like he’s mulling it over with a smirk.
“Alright, proposal accepted. Be prepared for a long session, though, because I’m going to be putting your ass under some real pressure.”
I ready myself, because I’ll take his whole damn fist if I need to. Fuck the burn and the aftermath. I want full access to him, every bit. Which leads me to my next criteria of tit for tat…
“You owe me one already,” I say. “I’ve shown you mine, so show me yours. Promise me I’ll get to see your pierced monster before the night is out. I want to make you come.”
He gives me a hard slap across the ass cheeks.
“Don’t worry, fucking your dirty little ass with it is right at the top of my agenda.” I hear him loosen his belt. “I’m going to make it nice and wet with your sopping, sore cunt first, though.”
I shuffle so my knees are further apart, eyeing him up like a horny slut over my shoulder.
“Don’t worry. I’ll fight you all over again. Every fucking barbell. Pussy and ass, I’ll fight you every step of the way. And I’ll take it. I’ll take it all. Everything you’ve got to give me.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Yeah, it is.”
“Tit for tat is one hell of a game.”
He’s right. It is. I’m already addicted.
“Can I at least see your cock first?” I ask. “Let me see it before you fuck me with it.”
I strain for a better look over my shoulder, catching a glimpse of the shining silver barbells as he works himself. Jesus Christ, he’s even bigger than I expected. His profile videos are impressive enough, but in the flesh… right here and now.
“Beg for it,” he says.
I take a breath, letting my subspace back to the fore.
“Please, Josh. Show me your cock. I’ll do anything you want. Anything. I swear. Just show me. Please, please show me. I want it right up in my face. I’ve been getting off at the thought so bad, it’s insane.”
“You’ll do anything, will you?”
“Anything! No holds barred. I’ll be your slut. I’ll be your plaything. I’ll be your dirty little fuck toy. I’ll do whatever you want.”
He shuffles around to face me, with his monster of a cock standing proud. “I’m going to say it again. I’m not a hardcorer for the money. I’m a hardcorer because I’m a dirty bastard who loves filth. Pure, absolute fucking filth. Looking at a load of ticked boxes is a very different experience to playing them out for real.” His hand can barely wrap around his shaft he’s so fucking thick. “Make sure you mean what you say, because I’ll take you at your word.”
I force my eyes from his cock to stare up at him. I love the way he’s warning me, but I don’t need it. I don’t want it. I want him.
“I mean every word,” I say. “I want to know every single bit of your naughty list. I want to play filthy. I want to check off every one of those boxes myself, and I want every single one of them to be with you. Call it practice, if you like, but just fucking do it. DO IT.”
“We’re entering dangerous territory, and you know it,” he says. “This isn’t playing slow and steady. This isn’t the start of slow build romance that blossoms over time. This is jumping right in the fucking deep end, right from the off. Do you want that? Really? Once we start, we won’t be able to stop.”
