The Spartan Woman – Part TWO – (mf) (PIV) (oral) (voyeurism) (exhibitionism) (stranger) (edging) (tease) (coercion) (domination)

My knees softly hit the floor either side of Tommy’s hips, his unsheathed cocked pressed against my seam. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d taken it out of his jeans, so caught up in the feel of his tongue stabbing at my pussy and sucking my clit. My pussy was still pulsing from my orgasm, sensitive to the heat that radiated from him. 

“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” He murmured against my lips when he pulled my face to his, my hands mimicked his and latched onto the back of his neck so that we could angle the others head to devour one another better. “Watching you come apart because of me, tasting you.”

His words had me moaning, I’d never been one for dirty talk but it was different with him. I met every swipe of his tongue with my own, I was aching to take him inside of me, to ride him. I lifted my bum enough to manoeuvre his cock to my entrance. 

“Fuck me gorgeous.” He smirked at me one of his hands had moved to my breast, pinching my nipple as the other collared my throat. He made my pulse quicken with excitement. I slid him inside my soaked pussy slowly, coating him with my cum. He stretched and filled me like never before, the feel had me bucking and moaning louder than I intended. “Holy shit.” I dug my fingers into his shoulders, he was buried inside of me to his hilt, his groomed pubes caused an amazing rough sensation to my sensitive little bundle of nerves, the slightest movement had me quivering. 

“You feel fucking amazing baby.” He growled pulling me to him by my throat, thrusting his tongue inside my mouth at the same time as he lifted my bum for me, setting the pace. Maybe he knew just how my body, my pussy was affected by him and his cock. We hissed our pleasure when I sunk back down his length, my pussy walls rippled around him. 

“I’ve thought about this for far too long.” He whispered against my mouth, I rode him slowly, dragging out this pleasure for as long as I could. “Have you touched yourself thinking of me? Hmm?” 

“Yes,” I admit shyly, embarrassed by the admission. 

“Did you make yourself cum?” 

“Yes.” 

“Is it everything you imagined?”

“Argh!” He slammed me down hard unexpectedly. “Be-etter, oh fuck, better than my fingers.” 

He took control, both hands on my hips as he lifted and dropped me onto his cock over and over. I cried out as I helped quicken our pace, fucking fast and hard on the shop floor. Just as my climax was reaching its peak a car horn blew making me jump.

“Shit.” I hissed as I climbed off his cock to my unsteady feet, straightening my skirt and taking deep breaths to calm my breathing, I was on the edge of my orgasm. A guy in an orange high vis vest was filling his tank. I’d almost succeeded in calming myself until I made the mistake of looking down and saw Tommy stroking his cock leisurely and grinning up at me. It was mesmerizing. 

“Hello?” A small yelp escaped me and a chuckle from beneath the counter. “Sorry love, didn’t mean to sneak up on you.” 

“It’s f-fine,” I was stuttering through my arousal. “Long night.” I laughed. 

“£10 on 3 and a pack of Mayfair.” He smiled politely before looking down at his wallet. I punched in his request then left the counter to fetch his cigarettes from the covered rack, my legs felt like jelly. I retrieved the brand he wanted but held them up to make sure, catching him staring at my bare legs. “Think you’ve spilled something on yourself.” He gave me a crooked toothed grin. 

“Water.” I didn’t looked down in case I saw Tommy with his cock in hand, maybe I should have because when my stomach pressed against the counter he slid his fingers between my folds and pressed his thumb to my clit. I bit my lip to stifle the moan but the guy was staring directly at me, surely he could tell? 

“Are you okay love?” Worry etched on his face. 

“Stomach cramps.” I lied, Tommy was slowly thrusting his fingers in and out of me, swirling his thumb over the bundle of nerves making me weak at the knees. “Pa-ainkillers should kick in soon.” I tried to smile through gritted teeth, he was pushing me towards my climax, the edge tauntingly close. 

“Ah, well I hope they help you soon, you look like you’re about to fall over.” He tsked at me, I gave a nervous laugh as a response, too scared to open my mouth incase I moaned instead of spoke. “Paying by card.” 

Once the machine beeped its acceptance the man gave a final smile and walked back to his car, my legs started to quiver as Tommy pressed his thumb against me harder. “Oh fuck.” I hissed, my chin hitting my chest and just as my orgasm started Tommy pulled his hand away. “What the fuck?” I whisper growled down at him.

“Not yet.” I could hear the smirk in his voice, but I couldn’t sink down to him until the car left. It seemed to take ages for the man to leave but it was probably only seconds. I dropped back down to my knees, eager to take him back deep inside of me but he grabbed my hips and sat me between his legs. “Suck it.” He grinned at me, one hand fisting his cock tightly.

I hesitated too long for his liking because he collared my throat and pulled me to him, my pussy clenched harder and my nipples tightened. He thrust his tongue into my mouth, kissing me deeply. “Suck it.” He growled, he moved his hand from my throat to my hair and pushed my head down to his groin. I willingly took him into my mouth, all the way to the back, making me choke on his length. He hummed his approval, a deep sigh sounded above me making me smile around his girth. 

I used one hand gripped firmly around him to help me work his length while the other massaged his balls, I repeatedly took his entire length down my throat, tightening my lips when I pulled my head back and then swirled my tongue around the tip. His hands were still tangled in my hair, grasped tightly against my scalp, every other thrust of my head he held me against him for a few seconds, choking me with his dick, my saliva soaking him. “Fucking swallow my dick you fucking slut.” He growled through clenched teeth, I felt his balls twitching in my hand and his cock pulse in my mouth, he was close. 

“Take it all,” He fucked my face hard, the tip of his cock hitting the back of my throat hard, my scalp burned and he picked up the pace, using my mouth as his fuck toy. “Fuck, you better swallow what I give you.” I hummed my acceptance around his cock, the vibration from it sending him violently over the edge, he shot his cum down my throat with one ruthless thrust of my head. 

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