I lay face down on the bed for a few minutes, not trusting my jelly legs. Steve got up and disappeared into his ensuite bathroom, his shower turning on. He’d be in there awhile, I knew it from experience just like I know tomorrow he’ll be distant and refuse to look at me. I slowly stood, I heard someone clearing their throat behind me. I looked up into the mirror and saw his father standing in the doorway, his chest covered in his cum. Even though my pelvis ached with pain I was still wet for him.
He crooked his finger at me, beckoning me to him. I obeyed without a second thought, he back into the hallway, the darkness enveloping us. “Lick it off.” He whispered, his voice gruff but I couldn’t tell if it was anger. His fingers gripped the back of my head, it stung from his sons nails but he smirked at my hiss. “Lick. It. Off.” My tits ached for his touch so did my pussy. I dropped instantly too my knees, his son could catch us at any time but it heightened it all, my breathing erratic as my face got closer and then I did as he commanded of me, I licked every drop of his cum from his stomach and from his slowly softening cock.
He collared my throat once he was clean and lifted my body. “You won’t fuck him again.” He sneered at me, he backed me against the wall, he squeezed my tit tightly as his other hand pinned my throat almost cutting off my air supply, he thrust his leg between my legs. “Ride it.” I rolled my hips, running my pussy up his bare thigh and swallowing my whimpers. I’d never been treated so roughly and I was soaked again, his thigh glistened. “For as long as you’re here, your pussy belongs to me, *you* belong to me.” His nails dug into my tit and my throat. I was starting to come undone again. “Fucking ride it, cum all over my thigh like the dirty bitch you are.”
I was embarrassed by how quickly he’d made me cum. “That’s my good girl.”
He backed away after a quick kiss and I fell to the floor, the orgasm he’d coaxed from me had every inch of me spasming.
“Tomorrow *Mila*.” He fisted his cock with a smirk and then he was gone. I couldn’t wait until tomorrow, I wanted to be covered in his thick cum like his thigh was covered in mine.
I didn’t shower that night. I lay in bed naked covered in my own juices, his taste still on my tongue and the ache between my legs didn’t fade. I was sore and happy. I fell asleep before Steve had left the bathroom, I felt the bed dip but he slept on the edge so as to not touch me and when I woke up at 8am he was gone and so was his duffle bag. Now I was going to shower.
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I’d resisted the urge to touch myself when I moved the sponge over my body, the next time I came I wanted it to be at Stevens hand or cock.
Slipping a strappy black dress on, deciding to go completely commando i made my way downstairs, I looked out of the window of the front door, Steves car was gone. He’d left me here?
“He left for his moms at 6.” I turned to see his father in the kitchen doorway, topless in a pair of tight jeans, sipping coffee. He was smirking over the rim and his eyes were full of promise. “I think you broke him.”
I was sure my grin resembled evil but I didn’t care as I glided over to him. “I’d say he broke me actually.” I was still deliciously sore.
“You think you’re sore now, you just wait and see what I have in store for you.” He cupped my pussy and dipped a finger inside of me, pumping it a few times before he removed his hand completely. Fuck he new how to tease me. He chuckled walking away, he was putting bread in the toaster as I came up behind him, I raked my nails down his back to the waist of his jeans, leaving behind thin red marks. “I can tease too.” I whispered walking around the breakfast bar. I sat on the leather stool, parted my legs and rubbed my pussy against the cold seat.
“I can tease you and fuck myself in front of you.” My face held no humour as I rocked my hips faster, I panted and moaned at the friction.
“If you make yourself cum now, I won’t touch you with any part of me.” He grinned taking a bite of toast. I stopped immediately.
“You motherfucker.” I hissed. I ached for him all through the night. I’d wanted to sneak into his room and rude his cock not caring if his son heard me.
“You fucked my son *Mila*I think you deserve a little payback.”
“I fucked my boyfriend Steven, and from what I saw you fucking loved it.” I massaged my breasts trying to break him, pinching my nipples. “You strangled your cock so hard I thought you’d tear it off.”
“It won’t work,” He stalked me slowly, his eyes never leaving mine as he reached me. He pinched my clit and nipple hard. “Because no matter what, I’m going to bury my cock in every hole you have, whenever I decide I want it.” He tugged them both, it wasn’t meant to feel amazing but it fucking did, the pain heightened every nerve ending, he ripped pleasure from me.
“Please,” I begged almost close to tears, I need relief, I needed him. “Please Steven, I need to cum so badly.”
He slid four fingers into my pussy and his thumb into my ass. I’d never felt pressure like it, I thought I was going to pass out as his fingers pumped inside of me at an impossible speed, he was squeezing and twisting my nipple so hard. I couldn’t warn him, before I knew what was happening something gushed from my pussy it soaked his hand, forearm and jeans. It kept cumming and cumming. I couldn’t breathe. I’d never squirted before. My body was slack in the chair, panting when I could finally breathe I’d only taken a few breaths when he shoved his fingers into my mouth and down my throat, pressing my tongue down. “Suck your cum off me you fucking whore.” He growled the command, pulling me forward by my jaw.
“I own you, every single fucking inch.” I never thought I’d be into masochism but the way he treated me had me hot and panting every minute of the day. “If he comes back, you won’t touch him, kiss him or fuck him.. You. Are. Mine.” He slapped my pussy hard with each enunciated word,it brought tears to my eyes but my mouth was filling with thick saliva as his fingers fucked my throat. He pulled me off the stool by my jaw, my knees hit the floor and my ass sat in my puddle of cum. He pulled his cock from his jeans and replaced his fingers with it. He skull fucked me painfully, I couldn’t breathe but I didn’t want him to stop, I dug my fingers into his ass cheeks. I was choking on his thick cock, I was dizzy and my eyes were streaming. And still I didn’t want him to stop, his grip of my hair was so tight I thought he might pull chunks out.
“I’ve never met a whore like you.”
“I’ve never fucked a sluts mouth without mercy before you.”
“You’ve fucking broke me *Mila* I’m going to make you pay, you’re going to be a scarred filthy fucking whore by the time we’re done.”
“Make. Me. Cum. Slut. Whore. Bitch. You motherfucking whore!” As he said every word his cock pounded against the back of my throat, I brought my hand back and squeezed his balls painfully tight. I tipped him over the edge. He pulled out of my mouth, he tilted my head back with a hard yank of my hair and then he came all over me, it was covering my eyes, in my hair, dripping into my mouth.
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