“Baby, drop your pants, I’ve wanted to suck your dick since we got to the bar.”
I barely get in the apartment before my sex starved slut pushes past me into the door and starts undressing. I *thought* that giving Angela that good dick right before we went to her bestie’s birthday at the club would satisfy her appetite. I was wrong. All I was trying to do was satisfy her before we went out, we’ve already been banned for life from two clubs and a pub for fucking in the stalls when our “bump and grind” on the dance floor got too hot for her to handle.
Yet that doesn’t seem to matter to her. That rush she gets when we’re fucking in a tight stall, or in the dimly lit area of the parking lot because she cannot wait for us to get home and needs it *now.* She has next to no self control.
I don’t mind.
“Horny? I thought we controlled ourselves pretty well.”
She’s kicking her heels and ripping her tights off and we’ve barely gotten into the house, let alone clicked the lights on. “I knoooow! But did you *see* the other girls checking you out? Brittany and her boyfriend have been on the rocks and I could see her staring at your ass every couple minutes. Made me want to suck your cock in front of her.”
Angela’s lifelong friend Brittany and her constant “on again, off again” boyfriend made their annual “we’re giving this another shot!” appearance. A few months ago, during one of their many splits, Angela and I tag teamed Brittany, making her cum wildly an obscene number of times, and gave her the deep dicking of a lifetime.
While Brittany would love to crawl back into our bed, Angela gets this borderline sadistic satisfaction of having gave Brittany a taste of how great our sex is, and then proceeding to deny them it. Angela brags to anyone who would listen about how great our sex life is, then proceeding to decline all invitations from anyone interested.
I barely lock the door behind me before she shoves her tongue in my mouth and pulls me in close. “Get fucking naked.”
I need to do something about her constant need to be in control. Ah, whatever, I enable it. Plus it’s very hot so see a confident woman telling you what to do.
“Anything else?”
She rips my shirt, sending buttons flying across the room, and drags me into the bedroom. “Hurrying up would be a start! I need it!”
She flings me onto the bed, and begins undressing. Her oiled dark skin glows in the dim light. Those perky b-cups I can’t wait to run my tongue across, and those gorgeous thighs with that plump ass. She tosses her dress to the side, and glares lazer beams into me seeing that I still have my pants on.
Just like she takes pleasure in control, I also take pleasure in making her wait.
“Today please.” she lays on the bed, and begins to help me undress.
Agonizingly slowly, I take her hands and place them on my belt, removing it, and unzipping my pants, while my off hands plays with her clit. Her pussy is soaked, and my cock nearly leaps out of my pants trying to attack her.
“Yeah, yeah.”
It feels like an eternity for her, but it’s only a few seconds (anytime she has to spend waiting is far too long), and I’m as naked as she is. I removed the rest of my clothes, crawled on top of her, and kissed her tight stomach.
“You want daddy’s dick?” I ask.
“*Yes.”*
My lips meet her perky tits, my tongue playing with her dark nipples, taking her piercings into my mouth and playing with it. “Then turn the fuck over.”
She excitedly flips, and gets on her knees, giving me the full view of that gorgeous ass. I spank repeatedly, just to get her engine revved and see that gorgeous ass jiggle. Punishing her, teasing her, owning her. We both knew she was in control, and her relinquishing that to allow me to spank her like a bad girl never failed to make both of us ready to fuck.
“Fuck me like I’m that girl you were checking out at the bar.” she tells me.
“Didn’t think you noticed? I mean, Jane does have great tits.” I chuckle
“No, not her but we’ll bring that up later. I’m talking about the bartender.”
“Oh, riiiiiight. You would too, I mean she had no right to have all that ass.”
“Yeah.” she moans. “Fuck me like you’d fuck her.”
Say no more, baby. “Well first, I’d start like… this” I grab her hips and force her ass high in the air, then I put my hands on her upper back and force her torso into the bed. “Face down ass up.”
Angela moans and shakes her ass for me. “Then what?”
“I think she’s very straight to the point so–” I don’t even wait for Angela to get her bearings. I force my cock inside her wet pussy well before she can react. Her wet walls open to accommodate every inch of me, and my head smacks into her nerve endings in one stroke.
All of the air leaves her chest, and her entire body shudders under my control.
“*Oh yes.”* She moans. “*More. More.”*
I grab her hips as tightly, giving myself leverage and something to grip on to. “Then, she’d want to be fucked like a little fucktoy.”
“Like that, daddy? Fucking me like a little fucktoy?”
“Just like a little fucktoy, and a perfect little slut.”
With the fastest rhythm i can muster, my cock slams into her pussy, giving her a constant, rhythmic and never ceasing barrage on her wet opening.
And she loved every second.
I treat her body like I’d never see her again, spanking her hard, gripping her waist tighter than I know she likes. Grabbing her by the back of the neck and shoving her into the pillow, she grunts while she holds on for dear life. I am relentless in pummeling her pussy forcing her to take every inch that I had to give.
She gushes all over my cock, making a mess of the bed. In this moment, Angela’s body was nothing more than a vessel for my orgasm, and there was nothing she was going to be able to do to stop me. And with how roughly I treated her body, I was making it known.
“That fucking bitch would love this, bent over her fucking counter. You like this too?”
“*Yes, daddy! I love it!”*
I grab a fistful of her hair, yanking it back to forcing her spine in a nearly uncomfortable position. “She’d like this too!”
“*I like it too! I like it too!!!”*
I slap her ass once more. “Then act like it. Fucking cum on this dick.”
“I’m almost there! I’m almost there!!”
I roar, “*Then fucking give it to me!”*
She melts entirely under my control, and cums so hard her vagina has its own pulse, synced with her heartbeat, and the throbbing of my cock. I follow by draining my balls into her, cumming in her pulsating cunt, filling it to capacity. Her pussy gushes so violently, she forces me out of her before I’ve finished pumping all of my cum into her.
When she’s done quivering, she falls to the bed, high off of happy chemicals and practically exhausted.
I’m catching my breath, looking over her limp body like I’m a victorious prize fighter. “Well, that was some fun.
She grumbles, unable to form words. It sounded like approval though.
“How does a shower sound?” I ask.
Her hand manages to flash a “thumbs up.” Yet by the time I stand up and get out towels, she’s snoring away in the same position I left her in. Still in the wetspot, still as lifeless as when we finished fucking.
Ah well, there’s always the morning.
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