Joseline was laid in the bath, sipping a glass of champagne. She sighed and stretched, her breasts raising slightly above the water as she did so. Bubbles swam across her perfect 34C chest and slid across her penny sized nipples, joining the remaining bubbles in the tub.
She sipped another bit of champagne and felt like she was walking on air. It was her third glass tonight and she could feel the giddy sensation reach her head.
The door of her apartment suddenly slammed shut. Oh dear. She knew what that meant. She ignored the grunts and annoyed stomps of her roommate Tom and continued to sip the champagne, turning on some music to drown out the angry stomps that seemed to shake the apartment.
Suddenly the bathroom door slammed open.
“Tom! What are you doing!?”
Tom’s eyes were wild and bloodshot. His tie was hanging around his white shirt collar, the top few buttons leaving his chest exposed and showing a curl of brown chest hair tumbling out. His belt was also undone, with the top button of his trousers exposing the outline of his Calvin’s.
He glared at her and went over to her phone, elegantly balanced on the edge of the bath and threw it on the floor smashing it to pieces. She gasped and went to get out of the bath, but felt a firm hand grab one of her breasts firmly, painfully and she sank back down to the water shocked.
Tom worked at a big firm in the city. He had been stressed over the last few weeks about some kind of deal. He’d been making fun of Joseline for her laid back job, she was an artist and it was definitely NOT laid back. But other than his temper he was the perfect roommate. Clean, paid the majority of the rent and was always eager to help her out if she needed anything. This was completely unlike him.
She stared at him in shock, but she was also aroused. She had never seen this side of him – she had seen him angry – but never with this wild look in his eyes.
He pushed harder against her beast and used his other hand to rip off his shirt and tie, exposing his chiseled chest. She gulped and looked at his wild, brown curls and dark eyes. Afraid of what may come next.
He slid his trousers off as well. Watching her with that hungry look. His cock fell out of his trousers, heavy and large. It almost looked angry as well… She’d never seen something so girthy and looked up at him with terrified, doe like eyes.
Tom had wanted her for awhile. She prance around in little ginger space buns, her blue eyes always wide and observant. She was always bending over, having baths or strolling around in barely anything. He was sick of it. She needed to be his crux now.
He climbed ontop of her in the bath, spreading her legs apart with rough, calloused hands and inserted himself straight inside of her. She was tight and not quite ready, his weight was pressing onto her and she squirmed under him. He pressed one of her hands around her throat, and she gasped. It took a few thrusts but he managed to enter her.
Bath water and bubbles pulsated with every thrust inside of her. He choked her hard, leaving red marks around her neck.
Tom pressed her legs up, so they were almost at her ears. He thrust inside of her, painfully and at this angle she could see into his dark eyes. The looked almost black. Her stuck his thumb into her mouth, forcing her to suck with each, heavy and pulsating trust and the other hand left sharp, angry marks down her back.
Eventually he started to grunt and before she could speak, she felt his cum flood inside of her.
He grabbed her hair, pulling her close to his face and kissed her greedily.
Then, he got out of the bath, put his clothes on and turned to look at her.
“This won’t be the last.”
He staggered out of the bathroom and Joseline couldn’t help but slip her fingers to between her legs, where she realised, it wasn’t just his cum, or the bathwater that had made her so wet.
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