[MF, Rough Fucking, Really Rough Fucking] Filling her Mouth during the Witching Hour

5am and I felt something… nice. Later when I asked “what the fuck was that?” she called it the “tug… tug… tug…”

*

She snuggled herself against my back, big spoon style. And I guess I only 15% stirred.

So she draped an arm over my body, and her hand ended up on my cock, to entice me? I guess at first her touch was so gentle and sweet that I gained an erection, but not consciousness.

Who knows how long she gently stroked me, but when I “woke up” my penis was throbbing as the delicate skin of her palm slid up and down its length. I tried not to move and disturb her expert touch, even when I became aware of a slickness on my ass cheek, which meant her pussy was juicing from nothing more than anticipation of me waking up.

I felt her thumb wrap itself between the underside of my cock and my belly. I tried not to move, I wanted to see where this would go – where she would go – if left completely to her own devices. If my cock was free-use for her: would she just stroke it to a climax? Would she roll me over first and climb on top? Or would the thirst inside her overwhelm all reason, and eventually find her slumping her entire body over me so her mouth could swallow as much of my dick as would fit, and then all of the cum that would follow?

Considering those possibilities must have changed me somehow. I don’t know if it was an increase in breathing that she heard, if maybe my heart was beating noticeably faster and she could feel the against the breast she had jammed into my back, or if the cock in her hand was just suddenly that much firmer, but she knew.

She whispered, “I know you’re awake.” Right before she grabbed my cock firm for the first time, down near the base, and started tugging it slow and strong as hard as she could.

As she moved her hand faster she started twerking her hips behind me, grinding the bit of her moist cunt a bit harder against my backside.

*

She knew what she was doing, and I just, let her keep doing it for a time. It was nice, an intense tug job, of the unexpected variety. I wondered how long it would be till she’d demand more. I wondered how long until my body would demand more.

But her actions gave no indication that things would change. If anything, her hand moved faster and more furiously, trying to choke the life and cum out of my cock as she just pounded it with all the energy she was capable of. At the same time, she thrust her hips forward and side-to-side and I could feel her pussy lips spreading and mashing against my ass and I swear I could even feel her clit if I concentrated on her motions for a moment – but that was hard when my attention, like hers, was mostly on the cock in her hand.

She purred, she whispered gently to the room something I couldn’t quite make out. Then she yelled it, “Pick a hole… I need… more.”

And the thing is, she moaned those words. It was like, she was cumming already just by dry humping the bit of me she had access to, and the gush I felt next on my ass told me she really was starting to.

*

That sealed it, her orgasmic moan. Whenever I heard that, I couldn’t lay idly by and just take what she was giving me. I always had to drive her further into ecstasy. My darkest heart always had to hear her beg me to stop, or for that matter just to beg me at all. Her orgasms belonged to me. I would forever be proving that to her.

I scrambled at the moment I felt the increased wetness on my skin. My cock was pulled from her hand regardless of how firm a grip she thought she had on it. And I was up on my knees, spinning toward her, and my hands were on her shoulders in one spastic motion. I threw her onto her back as if every second were life or death. My knee plunged between her thighs and pushed one out wide before I climbed in with my other knee and it did the same, spreading her open before me and below me.

I took my cock in my hand, much as she had held it, my thumb and fingers wrapped around the base, my balls cupped in my palm. I pushed the head down to her pussy lips, and I mean this was rapid, this was lust, this was to continue what she had started against by grinding against my ass but to make my cock the main driver for her pleasure.

I forced the tip between her swollen little bald pussy lips. I nuzzled the tip between them but nowhere near where it could enter her, instead it was up near the top, so the underside of my dick could brush her clit. And by brush I mean, pound the shit out of it. I found it, I felt it, the bump, the nub, the button I could mash on to drive her wild. And in no time I was rubbing my cock against it as hard and fast as I could.

And I caught it, the wave of her squirting orgasm that had started a second or two before that I had so rudely interrupted. I managed to restart it in such a way that I could really enjoy it.

And I told her as much.

“No holes for you or for me, just this you hungry little bitch. I want your fucking juices. I want you to fucking cum for me now and I wanna see it.”

And God did she, she bit her lip as she did, and I watched it. I always loved to watch that. Her eyes rolled back in her head and it made my brain smile as she often did.

Her hands reached up and she grabbed my biceps and her nails dug into them, and it just made me work that clit faster.

I moaned her name and urged her to cum, to soak the bed, to give me everything her little whore pussy had to offer. And she did.

She did not hold back, just held on, and my cock loved being used as a weapon on her. And it was a weapon, I knew making her cum this way not only brought on the orgasms but brought her pain, she could hardly take the feel of a strong breeze against her clit, and here I was relentless. I always got off on her pain – when it was like this.

*

I swear she was on the verge of biting right through her lip, and if not that, then drawing blood from the claws she dug into my arms.

I took a bit of mercy, but really, it was just because I wanted to rediscover what her insides felt like. Just as she shouted, “Oh please stop.” I did, or more, shifted to my next pleasure.

I drew my pelvis back slightly from where it had been, let the downward pressure I already had on my cock draw it down her slick little cunt crease, and when I found myself at her lower entrance, I thrust forward with everything I had.

I filled her, and her insides swallowed me to the balls.

*

As I started fucking her, I just left all reason and rational behind. I threw myself time and again into her pussy. And I mean leverage, throwing, I was literally jumping up off my knees and trying to hurt her with my cock. If I’m honest, this was always where it ended up. She liked it hard, she liked it rough, and I was helpless – I would always wind up there if I let my balls start calling the shots.

My balls slapped against her. I felt them tighten, I thought about filling her whore pussy, as I had the night before, the last time she’d woken me up. God it always felt so good to shoot into her depths, to make them even more filthy and wet and sticky and fuck I wanted to fill her but I thought back to when she woke me. When she was stroking me and the image of my cock buried in her mouth had flashed into my brain. I could see it, her hunched over me and swallowing my erection until the cum started leaking around it and out of her lips before I scooped it up with my finger and fed it back to her.

She needed to taste me, it had been too long. She had woke me again without a plan except for her own pleasure. She was greedy, she needed to pay by giving me what I wanted this time.

*

As I was lost in the lust of fucking her, as I decided how this would end, she raised her own heels up, to wrap her legs around my waist. She was going to pull me in, she was going to try to take my cum I fucking knew it, and this was no longer about her. She’d gotten hers, and she was going to take mine in her fucking mouth as had just been decided.

But not just yet.

I grabbed the ankles she tried to wrap around me and I pushed them up, forward, bending her in half. I pushed them as far as I could and her muscles would allow and a bit further, then I brought her feet together. I closed her pussy hard on the cock that was penetrating it, sealing myself inside as I always loved to do, maximizing the tightness, perfecting the fit of our fucking.

And I climbed her body slightly, all my weight bared down on those legs, and I put the ankles up one one of my shoulders. I slammed down onto her and felt my cock disappear as deep as it possibly could. But there was no resistance, there was clench but there was nothing fighting me. The angle was wrong, suboptimal. I needed everything she could give me. I needed to take everything she had, and I wanted another of her fucking orgasms, so I took one.

I rocked down a bit, so the top of my cock was naturally bent to hit the top wall of her pussy. And I fucking aimed for that. Her g-spot but all the rest of her. I just wanted to feel every push inside her. Her pussy milked me on the way in and out, and her g-spot caught me on the way back in, every time. And she shuttered around it. She moaned but who knows what the fuck she was saying, I couldn’t tell you, I didn’t care, all I was focused on was taking her next orgasm. Causing her next set of tears.

*

I grabbed her ass with the hand that didn’t hold her ankles, I grabbed the fleshy meat and dug my own fingers in, my own nails in. I wanted her to feel the animal inside me in every way she could, the primal hunger she brought out. I slapped her ass, then drug my fingers in again. I slapped it. I fucked her hard. I slapped her ass. I fucked her harder. I felt every moan originate inside her pussy. I felt her walls squeeze me. I slapped her again as hard as I could and she screamed and I bordered so close to the edge. To my edge.

I heard her panting, I looked her in the eyes and saw tears running down her face but her mouth hanging open and sounds of lust escaping them. I kissed her for the first time. I mashed my lips against her. And by doing that I bent her in half even moreso, by kissing her I pushed her legs up uncomfortable but made the angle my cock penetrated her even the better. I didn’t just rub my cock on her g-spot now, I was fucking stabbing directly into it and I knew it. She was moaning around my tongue, sucking on it as I pounded her.

Finally I pulled my mouth from her’s and grunted, “Tell me you fucking love this.”

And I couldn’t make out what she said, though it didn’t matter. I knew she’d do as I told her. In the end she always did.

I remembered her earlier words and I turned them around on her, I grunted, “Which hole? Which hole, I need to finish…”

She answered, but again I didn’t hear and again it didn’t matter. I was resolute to take what I wanted. What I needed. In the end I always did. And afterward, she always thanked me.

*

I pulled myself out of her juicy pussy. I forced her legs down under me awkwardly as I scrambled up her body, and placed my knees now on her shoulders, pinning her there, not that I expected her to move, but this ensured it. In fact it kept her from using her hands at all on my cock, she could only grab my ass from that angle and she did. She held onto it as I made my assault on her little hungry mouth.

I wrapped my hands behind her head and lifted it toward my cock. I saw that look of ecstasy and fear in her eyes that I always loved so much. I pulled her mouth toward my cock and I moved my hips and body to aim it, to align them, so I could fuck her mouth and take the thing I loved most in the 5am world.

I angled myself to her lips and she opened them like the good girl she was. And I pushed myself between them, and beyond them, hitting the back of her mouth as I’d hit her g-spot a moment before. I felt her gag slightly and try to fight it, and I loved that fight so much. She always tried to take my entire length, and sometimes I made her. But right now all I wanted to make her do was taste the cum that had been brewing in my balls for her from the second she started stroking my unconscious body.

I penetrated her mouth fast but not deep, and she pulled my ass toward it, trying to feed herself what I offered her. I loved when she was hungry for me, and I loved most when her mouth claimed the prize.

My everything tightened, and then my everything exploded.

I filled her like the hungry little cunt she was.

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