Days passed, Anna and Bruce spent time getting settled into the routine of living together. They shared the master bedroom, the kitchen, and the living room, but Bruce learned very quickly Anna needed her own space. Luckily, his large home had extra rooms that served no purpose, so he took time to have a designer come in and create a craft room and space for her to have to herself. Anna was grateful, and was sure to show her appreciation.
They had sex a lot, the fact that they were together in Bruce’s home made everything much more exciting. Bruce took Anna everywhere, the kitchen, his home office, the balcony outside their bedroom, Anna’s craft room, no room was left unfucked.
It was finally time for them to get back to the office. The conference and time at Paradise, as well as Anna’s divorce made them decide to check out of work life for a while, but it was time to return to reality. The night before they returned, Anna was laying in bed with Bruce when she asked,
“Am I going to the office on my own tomorrow? I’m not really sure how I can get the day ready for you if we arrive together.”
“Miss Aubergine, are you suggesting I can’t keep my dirty hands off of you long enough to let you get ready?” Bruce says in mock surprise.
Anna smirks and pulls the sheets back, exposing her naked form to him.
“Can you?” She says, teasing.
“Not if you wear that to the office,” Bruce smirks back.
“Tomorrow I’ll have you taken in early. Then maybe we’ll get you your own car if you want one.”
“I guess I could buy myself a car… I am worth $100 million now…” Anna winks before continuing,
“I’m sure things will be a bit different around the office since they’ve all seen us in the magazines. But we can behave properly to get work done.”
Before she can continue her thought, Bruce pulls her across the sheets and kisses her. His hand runs down her body and hovers over her pussy.
“But we’re not at the office,” he whispers. “And I think I have some more interesting ideas.”
Anna gasps and giggles, moaning at his kiss, “What kind of ideas do you have, sir?”
She winks and runs her hand down his body, hovering over his cock. Then she leans into his ear and whispers, “Two can play that game sir…”
“Oh can they?” He says back, placing one fingertip on her slit and moving it slowly.
Anna moans and feels him grow harder in her hand. She starts to stroke him slowly.
“Uh huh,” she moans breathlessly.
“Well then…” he continues and dips his finger between her lips, feeling her wetness coating his digit.
She tightens her grip and starts to stroke faster, trying to match him tease for tease.
“Anna,” He whispers and kisses her neck and shoulder gently. “Anna, I don’t want your hand tonight.”
Kiss.
“And I don’t want your mouth tonight.”
A kiss and a gentle suck on her nipples.
“And I don’t want your pussy tonight.”
He takes her finger out of her, coated in her juices. He places it against her lips and she sucks her flavor off of it with a moan.
“What do you want, sir?”
Bruce moves quickly, climbing on top of her, pinning her hands to the bed. He looks into her eyes and whispers, “I want to fuck your tight little ass, Anna.”
“Take my ass then, sir…” She whispers back before raising her head to kiss him, shoving her tongue into his mouth. She spreads her legs and adjusts so her asshole is easily accessible, considering she is pinned to the bed, it’s impressive she was able to move at all. Bruce’s lips go to her neck and Anna arches her back as his cock pushes into her pussy, getting wet and slick with her juices.
“I want you to take my ass, sir…” she begs softly. Bruce looks down at her and smirks before leaning in to whisper in her ear, positioning his cock at her ass, slowly pushing into her tight hole.
“I want you to remember I was there tomorrow when you sit at your desk and try to work…”
He moans as he enters her.
“Remember what it feels like to be bent over my desk…”
He starts thrusting harder.
“Remember how it felt to learn to let yourself go. To claim what you want.”
Harder.
Deeper.
“Remember how you’re your own woman. You have your own money. Your own life.”
He feeds his entire length into her, his balls slapping against her tight ass. He releases her arms and his fingers find her clit, he begins rubbing mercilessly.
“But you’re still my slut.”
Anna keeps her gaze on his, and as he pushes into her, she lets out a moan and she relaxes as she stretches to accommodate him, her muscles let him fuck her without any pain, only pleasure. Her words come labored, and lust filled,
“Yes sir… I love being your slut…” She is squirming, resisting the urge to wrap her arms around his neck and kiss him deeply, but she knows her place tonight, she is his slut to use whenever and however he wishes..
She feels her body tingle, her orgasm growing quickly inside of her, Bruce’s control makes her crave release. She begs with a lustful whisper,
“I want to cum sir…”
“You want to cum?” he growls.
“Yes, sir. Please,”
“You’re going to cum,” He growls again, pushing himself deep into her stretched hole. “You’re going to cum. And then you’re going to get on top and ride my cock. With your ass.”
Anna moans in response to his words.
“And you’re going to ride my cock until you cum again.”
Bruce slips two fingers into her pussy while continuing to fuck her ass and rub her clit, not letting up his pressure and speed.
“Do you know why you’re going to cum for me?”
He suddenly stops his thrusts, his cock and fingers deep inside of her. His fingers are on her, perfectly still, his cock is pulsing, throbbing, waiting to move in her again.
“Please, sir. Tell me,” Anna begs, her cheeks flushed. Bruce has her right on the edge, and he knows it. She is at his mercy, right on the cusp of release.
“Because you are my dirty…”
Bruce starts to rub her clit again.
“Little…”
His fingers move inside her pussy.
“Slut.”
Then he starts to thrust back into her ass.
“Now cum for me. CUM.”
Anna’s eyes never leave his, her breath is labored, her body begging for release. He knows her body so well that he could hold her at this cusp forever before pushing her over the edge.
As his order reaches her ears, Anna’s eyes roll back and her back arches intensely. Her pussy clamps down on his fingers, pulsing and leaking her juices onto his palm. Bruce growls with a smirk and moan, “Good slut… Good girl…”.
Before Anna can come off of her high, Bruce pulls out of her ass, rolls her on top of him, and holds his cock into the air. Anna leans in and kisses his lips before sitting up and slowly working his cock back into her tight asshole.
“Oh sir… Your cock feels so good…” She moans, her body still tingling from her orgasm. She starts to move her hips up and down, her pussy making his pelvis and lower abdomen sticky from her cum. Bruce groans as he feels her tight ass move up and down his shaft, gripping her perfectly.
His hands go to her ass cheeks, spreading them to make his cock go deeper inside of her. Then he starts to take control. He moves her ass and hips up and down, faster and faster, his hips pushing up while she pushes down , their bodies in perfect synchronization.
“Such a good slut,” he moans. “You’ve never had me in your ass like this. And you love it.”
He watches her body, her soaked pussy glistening in the light. Her breasts are bouncing with every thrust up into her, her eyes glazed over in pure ecstasy. She is dick drunk, happy, and bouncing, her moans begging for more. Anna’s eyes close, savoring the feeling of him in her ass.
Bruce smiles to himself and lightly touches her clit with his fingers, making Anna jump and yelp in surprise.
“Careful, sir. It gets so sensitive when you make me cum like that,” she says, both scolding and daring him to continue.
“I’m always careful,” he moans. “Now that I have the perfect slut I don’t want to break her.”
He slowly pushes his thumb against her clit and pushes up into her ass, deep and hard.
“But, you won’t break,” he says with a wink before beginning to thrust harder. Faster. Deeper. Hhis thumb applying just enough pressure to her pearl.
“Now I told you to cum for me again,” He scolds playfully. “Cum for me. Show me you’re my perfect slut.”
Anna starts to shake, the sensitivity of her clit is almost overwhelming. Bruce’s cock in her ass adds extra sensations, almost too much to bear. But Anna knows Bruce is testing her, making her prove that she is his perfect slut, even if he knows it to be true already.
Then, suddenly, her head rolls back and a scream of pleasure escapes her lips. A second orgasm has just hit her. Tears roll down her cheeks from the intensity her body is experiencing. She has to stop bouncing on his cock while it happens, trying to gain her bearings. Her thighs feel like jelly, her body glistening in sweat.
Bruce moans and continues to rub her clit through her orgasm, “Good girl… You’re just the perfect little slut aren’t you?”
Anna nods, exhaustion settling in, but she is determined to make him explode. She starts to move up and down his cock again, moaning loudly, begging. “I want your cum, sir… I won’t stop until I get it.”
“You’ve earned my cum,” he says, I slowly lifting her up until his swollen head pops out of herr ass. “But you need to be able to sit in an office chair tomorrow.”
Anna giggles and moans as Bruce kisses her, rolling her beneath him, “And that is why, Miss Aubergine, you are going to do me the honor of letting me cum down your pretty little throat.”
Bruce stands, pulls her to the edge of the bed and presses his cock against her lips. “Open up, my little slut. You’ve work to do.”
“Yes, Mr. Aubergine. I’m happy to please you…” Anna winks and opens her mouth, licking his entire length from base to tip, savoring her flavor before closing her lips around his tip sucking with hunger. She meets his eyes, and moans as Bruce’s fingers weave into her hair. He doesn’t move her head, he just lets her know that he is in control, and could start to thrust into her at any moment.
“Fuck, your mouth is so good….” Bruce says with a lustful tone. Anna keeps bobbing her head slowly, making him feel every fold of her throat, saliva running out of her lips, making his clock slide in and out of her mouth easier with each pass.
“I think you knew I was a liar when I said I didn’t want your mouth,” Bruce moans. “And that I didn’t want your pussy…”
He has to stop his thought, crying out as Anna pushes him deep into her throat, “FUCK…” He takes a deep breath before continuing,
“I just hadn’t had your ass since we got back.”
He pushes on her chin, making him look up at him, her eyes full of desire for him.
“And I am afraid I am hopelessly addicted to making you cum in every conceivable way. And you’re just going to have to deal with it.”
Then he starts to fuck her mouth, he can’t help himself, she has his balls throbbing already.
“Goddamn you suck cock like a very expensive slut,”
He leans down and whispers in her ear.
“Now no more teasing. Make me cum. And don’t you dare miss a drop.”
Anna moans and pulls his cock from her throat and gasps before saying with a smile, “Yes sir…”
Then she gets of the bed and kneels before him, taking his hard shaft in her hands, stroking and slapping his tip on her tongue. Bruce takes her throat in her hand and smacks her cheek lightly, “I said, no more teasing slut.”
He forces his cock into her throat, hearing her grunt. “Look at me when I fuck your throat slut.” Anna looks up at him and winks, she wanted this, she wanted his aggression and punishment for teasing him. Her hands go to his balls and she massages them. Bruce pushes his cock into her throat deep before releasing her head and moaning, “Use both hands… Oh fuck..”
Anna does as ordered, moving her hands on his shaft as it exposed from her mouth and throat. She is milking his cock for all it’s worth.
“Now no hands,” he growls, slapping them away.
Anna moves her mouth up and down his shaft, sucking hard. She takes more of him into her mouth with each bob of her head. Bruce knows exactly what she is doing, she is going to make him cum, and he is powerless to stop it.
As Bruce’s legs start to shake, Anna smiles with his cock in her mouth. Bruce sits back on the bed for support and Anna pulls her mouth from his cock, pulls him to his feet and pins him between the wall and her mouth. It is her moment of control, and she is going to use it however she wants. Bruce is pinned, he can’t do anything but feel her mouth and throat.
“Finish me, Anna,” He says trying to command, but his tone comes off as a beg. His cock aches, it is torture and pleasure in one, payback for him keeping her on the edge earlier in the night.
His foot starts to tap the floor rapidly, it’s not anything he can control. Anna knows he has him, she knows his body and that this is what happens when he is about to cum hard. His hands scratch at the wall, run through Anna’s hair, try to grab her tits. He grasps at anything, anything to make sense of the sweet, painful pleasure she is creating.
Then it happens. His breath catches, his muscles stiffen, his body putting every ounce of remaining energy into his cock. Shot after shot of cum goes down her throat and his eyes glaze over, his face goes flush. After what feels like days, he stops cumming and he gasps for breath. He falls over, half fainting onto the bed, trying to regain his breath as Anna giggles, and lays on the bed next to him, stroking his chest,
“You’re officially too fucking good at that,” he gasps. They lay together for a moment before Bruce speaks.
“We need a shower,” he looks up and sees her still hard nipples in his face. “Maybe we should do it separately this time.”
Anna winks, kisses his cheek, and then stands, walking towards the bathroom, her hips swinging playfully, knowing his eyes are watching her.
“Separately is up to you, I’m getting in now…” She turns on the shower and she steps into the hot water, letting it run over her body. A few seconds later, she hears the door open and feet walking over the tiled floor. She moans and pushes her body against his as his hands go over her hips and stomach before kissing her neck.
“I’ll just be over here, I wanted to watch your body in the water.” Bruce turns and smiles, sitting on the bench they fucked on days previously. His thighs are still shaky from the intensity of his orgasm.
As he sits, he can’t help but watch the water move over her curves. His cock is hard again, somehow, it shouldn’t even be possible. Her body arouses him like nothing he has experienced before.
After sitting a minute and watching, he stands, joining her again.
“I better get clean too,” he says with a kiss. “It appears someone got their sweet cum all over me.”
Anna giggles, noticing his hard cock. As she wraps her hand around him gently, Bruce winces, then eases her hand off of him.
“For the first time ever, I do not want you to do anything with it,” he says, a bit serious. “You’re going to make me start cumming dust. I’ll have nothing left.”
Anna pouts and acts disappointed, her eyes glinting with delight.
Bruce laughs and smacks her wet ass, “Even a good slut has to put her toys away from time to time.”
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