[MF] Fucking my waitress, again, today (with pictures and a gif or two)

**I know. I fucking know. I need to finish the Russian girl story, but sometimes it’s easier to write about the fuckery that just happened. Plus! Plus. This one has pictures. Once again it’s nothing special, but It’s not contrived. It started a little rough, got a little more rough, and ended with me laughing as I wiped my cum off her. My hands still smell like her pussy. I just pulled one of her long black hairs off the shoulder of my shirt. It’s short, but maybe sweet? I don’t know, it’s how I feel today.**

I was in town and had a couple of hours off. She texted me. “Come fuck me, daddy.”

So I did.

She told me she was smooth for me. Sent me pictures to prove it. She told me she had her collar on and sent me another picture. Texted me that she wanted it rough. Wanted to be treated like a slut. That she had laid out her ball-gag, her glass dildo, her blindfold. “Pretend you hate me,” she wrote me.

I walked in and she was naked except for a tiny cotton thong. Barefoot. Smooth. Her hair up and her collar on. She looked up at me and then down at her feet. Toenails painted black. She swayed back and forth like she was listening to a song only she could hear. I love her tan lines. Sometimes I just want to stare at her. Watch her move. I’ve stared at her lithe, brown, little body as she’s gotten ready for work, or class after she’s wiped my cum off of her. Perfectly comfortable in her nakedness. Perfectly comfortable with the bruises she asked for, and I had left, on her ass. Her thighs. Her tits.

I didn’t say a word and neither did she. I grabbed her and pulled her in tight. “I’ve missed you daddy,” she whined. She had set the leash on her little college apartment table. I hooked it through her collar and she instinctively dropped to her hands and knees and began crawling towards her bed- head down, ass up. Such a good little girl.

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She’s so confident. So assertive when she’s not kneeling naked in front of me. Her hands behind her back, grasping her own wrists. She always has a come back that’s funnier than the actual joke. Bartenders and waitresses love her- love us when we are together. She knows her wine, but doesn’t drink it. Unlike most people who say they like whiskey, she actually means it, and after a few begins to talk about how much she loves her hometown. Her dead mom, and shakey graves. You get older and you realize, however, that some things just aren’t meant to be.

I shove her into the bed face first and she pulled her legs under her– pushing her ass up. Her hands behind her back. She knows. She fucking knows. Quickly I wrapped the rope around her wrists and she pushes her ass up higher. I pull at her leash and can feel her body grow tense against it. The tiny string of her thong barely covers her pussy, her asshole. I pull it to the side and run my hands up her thighs over her ass. Her pussy is dripping, but I want to lick her ass. I want to spank her. I spank her. Over and over again. She knows now that she doesn’t flinch. She keeps her ass up. My hand crashes into her. My palm grows hot and her pretty brown ass grows red. Her face is buried in the sheets. I hear her whimper “harder, daddy,” and my hand comes down on her one last time.

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I keep the thong pulled to the side and bury my tongue in her ass. She squirms and pushes her hips back towards me. I circle it. My spit runs between her cheeks, over my chin, and down over the lips of her pussy. She’s fighting against the rope holding her hands together and I bury two fingers into her pussy as I pull my mouth away from her. My free hand grabs her leash and jerks her body into a kneeling position. Her ponytail has come undone. She’s panting. I slide my fingers out of her.

“I’m going to untie you because you’ve been a good girl.”

“Yes daddy” she seems solemn.

I laugh. “Goddamn how’d I get so lucky?!”

She spins around on her knees. She’s facing me. She shrugs My dick is in between her two, seemingly fragile, hands. She lets her spit roll off her tongue onto my my now throbbing cock. Our mouths meet. It feels like a blur. My mouth is suddenly everywhere on her. On her neck. I taste her sweat as she buries her hands in my hair. Holding me there. Pressing me into her. Then one nipple. Then her other nipple. I move the gold bar piercing it over my tongue and then my lips.

The third time we hung out was at a wedding. I was in town and called to see what she was doing that night. “some jerk-off wedding,” she said, “you can come. Just act like you like me.” She danced to “No Diggety” while holding a bottle of Jack and winked at me as some drunk former frat-boy bumbled around on her. She took me home that night and told me to choke her. I was tentative. ‘Harder,’ she said. I made her grab my wrist and let go as her grip started to slip. She opened her eyes and spit at me. “That a boy!” she laughed. Later that night we ate tacos on a curb at 4 am.

I move my mouth from her nipples down her taunt stomach over her pussy. She grabs her glass dildo and slides it into her cunt. I can feel how wet it’s gotten as she smoothly pistons it in out of herself. My tongue tracing circles around her clit. She cums. I grab her hips and pin her to bed. She’s let go of the smooth glass rod and it falls between her legs. I don’t stop. She cums again. She moans “no, no, no…” and because I’m a fucking adult, I stop what I’m doing. My thumb massages her clit. “We good?” I ask. She props herself up on her elbows and looks at me and smiles, “I said ‘no’ not ‘stop.” She can be confusing this one. I go back to work. She cums again.
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She slides a condom on me and things become a blur. I should take better notes I guess. She grabs my hands and lock them onto her throat. “choke me, daddy.” I choke her. Hard. When I let go she takes a minute. Calm. Then she begins to sob while she grinds her hips into me. Her mascara runs. “Fuck me harder” she whispers, as her breathing remains shallow and a little hollow and I do what I’m told. She throws her legs over one of my shoulders and crosses her ankles. Her knees press into her tits. she feels too tight and she knows it. I can’t last like this. I can’t last as she rubs two fingers over her pussy and my cock jackhammers in and out of her. Bottoming out in her. The windows are open and breeze moves the curtains.

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She’s on her stomach. Her hair is tangled in one fist and then another. I push her face into the mattress and then pull her head back only to slam her back into the once crisp white sheets. Now growing damp from our bodies. She grabs at the pillows above her head, at the headboard, at the side of the bed. I pull her head back again. She’s panting. “Harder” she gasps and I put the full weight of my body into my thrusts and her body collapses under me. I bury my head into her hair cascading over one shoulder. I kiss her back. Her neck. we are both slippery with sweat. She moves to her side. I’m still inside of her and she kisses me. She licks my cheek and my forehead. I slowly rock my hips in and out of her and she pulls a leg up to her chest. It’s too much. I pull out and peel off the condom. She’s on her knees and rubbing her tits. She’s so pretty. She asks for it in her mouth, but it doesn’t feel right. I used her so hard. I let go. It lands on her chest, between her tits. On her stomach. “Did that feel good?” she asks before taking my still pulsing cock into her mouth. The last spasms of what we’ve just done shake my body and she lets the small amount of cum slide down the shaft and over my balls. I’m spent. She’s spent. The fan moves the humid air through the room. I can hear her neighbors upstairs. They just got home.

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