Bedroom Closet

As soon as we walk in you knock me to my knees.  Look­ing up at you I see no anger, only lust.  Just the look you get when you are going to take what you want in what­ever way you want to.  I’m anx­ious and wet all at once.  You push me down fur­ther, and nudge me with your foot in the direc­tion of the bed­room.  You want to see me crawl.  My skirt cov­ers only half my ass crawl­ing this way, I can almost feel your eyes lin­ger­ing over my g-string, down my stock­ings, finally rest­ing on my feet, still wear­ing the heels you requested.  It’s not often we have the occa­sion to dress up.

I’ve barely crawled three feet when you grab my hair and pull me back to my knees.  I can see your cock push­ing against your pants as you roughly pull my shirt up over my head and toss it into the cor­ner.  You pull up on my hair again and I slowly climb up, the heels, and drinks, and adren­a­line mak­ing it dif­fi­cult to keep my bal­ance.  You shove me hard against the wall and slap my face for mak­ing you wait then kiss me roughly as your hand moves up my skirt.

Pin­ning me to the wall your hand around my throat you feel how wet I am.   You tell me I’m going to be your slut tonight, and that you will treat me as roughly as you like. Your fin­gers slide inside me, fuck­ing me, as you hold me against the wall.  Your hand leaves my pussy and moves up, giv­ing my face another quick slap and turn­ing me around, press­ing me up against the wall harder still.  One hand still holds my throat as you work; quickly unhook­ing my bra.  I gasp a lit­tle harder when I hear you knife open, but it only cuts through the thin straps of my g-string.  You whis­per to me roughly “you know I wouldn’t really hurt you, I just want to fuck you and not have to take those shoes and stock­ings off.”  I exhale heav­ily.  “You should know that.” you purr as you smack my ass, harder and harder until I almost cant take it.  You check to feel my pussy still wet.

You release my throat to grab my hair and half push, half drag me to the bed­room.  Push­ing me to my knees again you pull my face to your bulging cock rub­bing it through your pants.  Slowly you take off you belt and toss it onto the bed; hold­ing me firmly in front of you as you fin­ish remov­ing your pants.  Your cock is at full atten­tion as you stand in front of me.  I admire it for only a moment before you tilt my head back and force your­self into my mouth.  I suck as hard as I can, take in as much as I can as you fuck my face.  You force your­self fur­ther down my throat than usual, enjoy­ing my strug­gle.  Your cock pops out of my mouth and you rub it on my face.  You hold me still as you slap your hard cock across my cheek.

My hair is still in your hand and you pull me up again, toss­ing me onto the bed.   Quickly you are behind me, flip­ping me to my back and pin­ning my arms above my head.  You crawl up and perch above my head, my arms pinned by your knees.  You loser your balls into my mouth as you bend down and take my nip­ples roughly in your mouth.  I suck and lick all I can as you move; I try to keep up with your whims.  You lean fur­ther and plant your face in my pussy.  I twist and buck as your tongue dives deep inside me.  Your hand grab my ass and pull me up closer to your face lick­ing and suck­ing rav­en­ously.  My legs are pulled fur­ther apart as you lower your ass onto my face, forc­ing me to tongue your hole as you fin­ger mine.

You moan and loose focus as I lick you and you moan loudly before you climb off of me and release my arms.  I move to stretch and you hold me down again, a warn­ing hand around my throat before you crawl back between my legs to devour my pussy fur­ther.  You use your tongue as a cock, fuck­ing my pussy then mov­ing to tease my ass.

In one quick move­ment you slide up my body and your cock impales me, mov­ing me up the bed as you pound.  One hand holds my arms above me again and the other pinches my nip­ples then slaps me before kiss­ing me hard.  As I cum, curs­ing loudly, you cover my mouth with your hand, never slow­ing your pace, never soft­en­ing your thrusts.   I can feel you get­ting closer and I ask if you are about to cum.  Your answer comes in the form of turn­ing me over and spank­ing me hard before enter­ing me again.  You fuck me from behind hard, hear­ing my whim­pers, enjoy­ing them all and as you cum you pull out shoot­ing across as much as you can.  Coat­ing me, mark­ing me, as you grunt and smack my ass.

You sit back on your heels to catch your breath and I move to turn over.  “I’m not done with you yet.” you say as your hand pushes me back down.  “Don’t move” you say over your shoul­der as you leave the bed­room.  I don’t, I wait, dizzy from cum­ming so hard.  Barely respond­ing when I hear the door open back up and  hear you ask “are you ready for more?”

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