making you my good girl [NC]

I always did enjoy having you around kitten. You were fun to talk to, sweet, funny…

And so, so fucking oblivious. You never really figured out that your boyfriends roomate wanted you. Did you? That he stroked his cock while you were in the other room riding him. That he stroked it to the sounds of your frustrations…
Even using other women to get off didn’t do enough. Inevitably I’d get bored with a new toy and go back to fantasy. Until one day I decided I needed you.

You were asleep much later than normal, while you’re boyfriend was out at work. I had been kept up all night with the sounds of you desperately trying, and failing, to cum. I decided to do something about it.

You start to stir, groggily wondering what that feeling is. And why it feels so fucking good. Whose beard is brushing over your sensitive skin, whose tongue is writhing deep inside your kitty.
Surely he had come back home for some reason? He had seen you sleeping and taken advantage. Either way. You were moaning like a wet little whore, weren’t you pet?

But that only lasted until you soaked my face. When I decided it was time to properly fuck you. I trailed light kisses up your tight stomach, all the way until you could see that I wasn’t who you thought I was.

You tried to scream, but my mouth met yours before you could. You tried to resist for a time, but judging by the way your hips were grinding into me we both knew you couldn’t for awhile.

When I finally had calmed you down, I broke the kiss, looking deep into your eyes. I caressed your face, making you look me deep into my eyes as my stiff, throbbing cock pressed against your entrance.

Of course I apologized. I knew this was wrong. I knew you’d tell yourself later that you didn’t want it. But I couldn’t help it. You were such a good girl. I had to make you mine.

And all it took was one thrust for that goal to come true, didn’t it kitten? For me to bottom out in your tight little body for you to bring your lips back to mine. Maybe if you weren’t ovulating you would put up so much more of a fight, at least thats what you told yourself. But for this morning you were my good little princess. You were mine to fuck with long, slow thrusts. Making your breath hitch with every move. You were mine to make scream as I went faster, not a single trace of that frustration in your voice this time.

And you were mine to breed, flooding your fertile little slit with my cum after I couldn’t take it anymore. Dont worry baby girl, at least he won’t notice its not his. He’ll be completely oblivious. And you’ll be able to use my baby growing in you as an excuse to sleep in more. After all. We both know you’ll need more visits, especially once the hormones kick in…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uprtrn/making_you_my_good_girl_nc