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A short sigh of frustration escaped her lips as Addy sat into the back seat of an uber, closed the door, and adjusted a short black skirt beneath her. “Heading home miss?” The driver asked. “unfortunately..” she replied. The driver gave her a soft empathetic smile through the rear view mirror and pulled away from the curb. She hadn’t planned on leaving alone, but her husbands behavior at the bar was inexcusable. What intended to be a couples night out with friends quickly turned into an uncomfortable and insulting evening. As she starred out the window into the dark, although busy, streets. Anger welled up within her as she decided how to approach the situation with her husband once he came home. “Why can’t men just keep it in their, pants?” She interrogated fiercely, startling the driver. “I uh.. I’m not sure what to tell you miss.” He hesitated. She sighed again, “I’m sorry, I’m just… I don’t mean to take it out on you.” Again, he offered a broken smile through the rear view mirror and briefly caught her eyes. The street lamps periodically illuminated Addy’s face, catching the drivers interest immediately. Long brown hair, framed a lightly glittered and narrow face. Deep hazel eyes contrasted a fair complexion with beautiful natural make up.
As the driver slowed to a red light at an intersection, he glanced into the mirror again, this time exploring her body. Her breasts sat tight together in her undersized tank top and the cities lights glistened across beads of sweat around her cleavage. As the light turned green, and he proceeded through the intersection, Addy broke the silence again. “You’re very quiet.” “Yeah, I actually get that a lot.” He chuckled. Addy adjusted her seat and sat in a more relaxed position. “Why do men feel the need to flirt with any girl that smiles at them?” She asked calmly. “I don’t know miss, perhaps certain men cannot keep hold of their own egos?” She smiled as his answer entertained her. And she slowly felt more at ease. “My name is Addy, not miss” She said teasingly. “Mark, pleasure to meet you.” He replied as their eyes met once again in the rear view mirror. “So Mark, can you keep a hold of your own ego?” She smiled innocently. He Chuckled again, “Well, I certainly try to. I may be able to keep it together more than your boyfriend.” She smiled at him, and corrected “Husband, I’m married, but still, im sure you could.” She teased as she slowly found herself admiring Mark. Though he was sitting down, she could tell he had a healthy physique and thick brown hair casually brushed back. Mark quickly caught her eyes as she looked him over from the backseat. She blushed immediately and, and he smiled quietly. As much as Addy had tried to ignore it, a seed of desire had been planted. I’m married, I can’t do this. She thought to herself, Though marriage hasn’t stopped my husband she argued.
The driver slowed to a stop outside a small outdoor apartment complex. “Well Addy, it’s been a pleasure talking with you.” He looked back across the seat to watch her leave. She gave him another smile and opened the car door, swinging a leg out of the car and planting a high heel flat onto the sidewalk. Mark jumped from the driver’s seat and walked around to her door. “Here miss, let me help you out, it can’t be easy to walk in those things.” She looked up to him from her seat and for the first time saw his full frame. Wow She thought to herself. Mark stood just over six feet tall and had a very broad and full build. He held an arm out to her and she accepted, gently pulling herself from the seat with the help of his dense, vascular arm. As she stood, she brushed herself off. Mark starred, not until this moment as they stand chest to chest, had he realized how petite, how beautiful, and how sexy Addy was. “Would you mind helping me to my door?” She asked softly. He turned, with her hand on his arm “Of course, which one is yours?” She grew nervous and blushed, as she knew exactly what she wanted to do with the remainder of the night, but she was torn. I Cannot do this. By the time she led him to a cobbled stairway she had made a decision. “Would you mind walking up with me?” She asked shyly. “Of course” he smiled back at her. “I just don’t want to break a heel going up these damned stairs” She retorted, blushing heavily. What am I doing?? As she lead him up the stairs, he supported her hand from a few steps below, and found himself watching her hips and ass swing gently as she walked up the stairs.
He felt himself rise, along with hot desire. He wanted her, and he wanted her to know it. As she approached the top step, and walked up to what Mark assumed was the door to her apartment, she turned to him and caught his eyes. Say something.. ANYTHING mark thought to himself. Ask her for a drink, ask to use her restroom, JUST GET IN THERE. They stood face to face for several seconds. Again, Addy broke the silence “would you like to come inside for a drink?” She asked nervously. “Yes!” Mark joyously blurted out almost immediately and tried to regain his composure. Addy turned to unlock the door and let them both inside. Once inside Mark wasted no time, he grabbed Addy’s waist and pulled her into him, leaning down and planting his lips firmly against hers. Addy, taken by surprise, gently recoiled, but ultimately submitted and planted her hands onto his chest. He pulled her against him tighter and she could feel his manhood growing against his jeans. His tongue began exploring her mouth, as she could feel herself getting wet. Their kiss broke, and Mark pulled her up onto him from her thighs, she wrapped her legs around his torso and threw her arms over his shoulders. “Bedroom?” He impatiently exclaimed. She pointed, “through the living room, down the hallway” she gasped as he began down the hallway, adjusting his grip from her upper thighs to her ass. He pummeled through the bedroom door and lightly tossed her onto the bed standing over the edge as she locked her ankles around his torso. He leaned over her and continued exploring her mouth with his tongue, as he aggressively pulled her shirt over her head jerking her petite body around. “Careful” She said nervously. His size and aggression jarred her slightly. He ignored her plea and forcefully wrenched her tight skirt down her legs exposing tight red underwear hugging her labia. She released his torso from her legs and he shifted down, passionately kissing her neck. She moaned gently as her hands griped his triceps. He squeezed her waist as he trailed his tongue down her collarbone, and grabbed her breast with his opposite hand. She reached over his shoulders and attempted to pull his shirt over his head. He stopped her, stood back up and pulled it off himself. She looked up at him. Jesus Christ, this can’t be real. His biceps were toned and massive, and his abs formed a wonderful arche beneath firm pronounced pectorals. She could feel her pussy twitch and beckon. He leaned back into her as she spread her legs around him. He passionately mouthed at her breasts, his hands caressing down her hips and thighs. He lifted her legs and laid them flat against his chest. He forcefully pulled her red thong out from under her, and slipped them off her legs. She set her legs back down around his waist as he admired her clean-shaven pussy, wet and glistening in the dull light from the bedroom. Addy blushed, and began writhing her hips closer to the growing bulge in Marks jeans. “Get this wet for me” He commanded. His words felt powerful, and his aggressive temperament thus far had frightened Addy slightly. But more so than she was scared, she was lustful. His attitude, and the manner in which he ignored her plea to ‘be careful’ had made her feel vulnerable and objectified in a way that excited her like nothing she had ever felt. She looked up at him, and stood slowly from the bed. He admired her curvy frame and basked in the power dynamic as she stood in front of him absolutely naked. She softly fell to her knees and began to open his pants, as she pulled them to the floor Mark stepped out of them and kicked them aside. The imprint on his underwear was massive. Addy, looked up at him and placed her hand over his bulge and massaged it gently. She slipped her fingers into the waist of his underwear and pulled them down to his ankles. His circumcised cock sprang from the underwear and she quickly realized this was the largest man she had ever seen. He was significantly larger than her husband in both length and girth. She nervously took it into her hands and began stroking it slowly. Mark looked down at her as he knew his size had surprised her. “Is it too much for you?” He smiled. “I.. I don’t know.” She replied anxiously. “There’s only one way to find out.” He ran his fingers over her cheek and gestured her head towards his cock. She kissed his head gently and slowly opened her mouth to accommodate it. He groaned as she took the entirety of his head into her mouth and slowly ran her tongue across his frenulum. She was nervous but the weight of his cock in her hand drove an unfamiliar desire. She took it deeper into her mouth until she reached her barrier and tried to press her tongue further forward up his shaft. He exhaled slowly. She reached one hand up and cupped his balls with it, while she struggled to get his cock deeper into her throat. She began stroking his cock with a fisted hand and sliding it into her throat. She worked her mouth and hand against each other, sliding them closer together until her fist touched her rounded lips, then further apart until her hand rested at the base of his cock. She grew more and more aroused, Inhibitions melted, and she began slobbering onto his meat. Her hands twisting around it in a tantric dance of flesh. She pulled away from his cock and lifted it, burying her face into his taint, planting her tongue where his scrotum meets his perineum and dragging her tongue up his balls to the base of his cock, and up his shaft. She kissed the tip once more, and parted her lips as she slipped his cock as deep as she could into her throat. Mark groaned, looked down at her beautiful hazel eyes as her mascara began to run down her face, and paused for a moment. “You look incredible with my cock in your mouth.” He said confidently. She pulled her head back off him and continued stroking him while lapping her tongue at his balls. She took his shaft in her mouth again. “Deeper” He commanded. She forced his cock as best she could, but still came up short. “Deeper” He commanded again. She nervously began stroking his shaft and sucking his head. His hand caressed her cheek once more as she looked up at him. And he quickly planted his hand behind her head, and drove his cock deeper into her throat. She gagged, but didn’t recoil. Her vulnerability fueled her lust, and his confidence and attitude compelled her to please him. She tried to take him into her throat once more. Again, he forcefully pulled her head into him, this time sliding through her throat barrier and planting her face into his pelvis. She had engulfed the entirety of his cock into her slick, warm throat. She felt him throb, as she once again looked up to him for approval through teary eyes. “Good girl” Mark said condescendingly. She pulled away from his cock and before she had a chance to stand, he picked her up easily, and tossed her onto the bed. She rolled onto her back and opened her legs for him. He climbed over the bed and positioned himself between her legs. He bent down over her face and kissed her once again. As their tongues danced, Mark rubbed the head of his cock against Addy’s clit. “Please.” Addy whimpered. Needing no further encouragement, Mark slid the head of his cock into her wet, warm hole. Addy moaned into their kiss. He pushed his hips further into her, driving his cock deeper and deeper into her warmth until she let out an exasperated gasp. “Fuuck” She moaned. Mark, holding himself over her with one hand, drove the other underneath her head and pushed her lips into his as he slowly pushed the rest of his member inside of her. Her eyes darted open as she gasped and felt more filled then ever before. This is nothing like my husband, she thought. Mark groaned, and began a slow withdrawal almost to the tip before bringing his hips back to Addy’s. He began fucking her faster as she rocked her hips with him, driving his cock deeper into her womanhood. Her muscles tensed as Mark stuffed her with his cock, driving her to an insatiable need for him. They writhed in passion as Addy’s pussy began to quiver, her muscles contracted around his cock and her diaphragm convulsed. Her eyes rolled back and she screamed “Yes! Oh my god, Yes!” Mark felt her muscular walls open and relax as she came. She melted into his gaze as she lost track of reality itself, fucked into a blissful state of ignorance. Mark pulled his cock from her, lifted her by the waist and violently threw her onto all fours with a roughness that drove Addy back to her senses. She propped up her ass and arched her back for him. He kneeled between her legs and ran his hand down her back, feeling her musculature and admiring her curvature and shape. Now, THIS is a woman. He gripped her waist firmly with both hands and aimed his cock into her wet slit. Just as Addy expected him to push into her, he drove her hips back and pulled her into his shaft. She winced. He began driving his hips into her with a threatening force that made her mind race, as her hands desperately grasped for the sheets. He fucked her with the rhythm of a tribal drum only breaking his stroke to smack her ass. She gasped sharply each time she felt the impact, and she loved it. She felt used, she felt objectified, she felt like a slut. Her pussy grabbed and gripped his cock, almost pulling her inside-out each time he withdrew. She began writhing against him again as she felt a burning passion welling up inside her. “Fuck me” she gasped. His rhythm grew more sporadic. He gripped her waist so tightly it hurt, though this only fed her growing climax. “Fuck me like a little slut” She snapped, unaware and inhibited. She writhed into a flurry of passion and euphoria like an animal as he pumped harder and deeper with each thrust. Mark felt her muscles contract and tighten around his cock as he felt the growing need to release. He ravaged her faster and more brutally then before, her hips bruised by his strong hands. Her legs began to quake, and Mark felt her pussy quiver around his cock. They collapsed into the bed as white hot semen shot into her womb and coated her walls with thick ropes of fertility. Mark felt her muscular walls contract and relax, accepting his seed as she panted and convulsed, a beacon of womanhood. An undying tantric experience with an unimaginably powerful yield. As he pulled his semi-hard cock from her pussy, his seed escaped and dripped down her leg as she lay face down, taking deep breaths in an attempt to return to reality. As her senses came about and she began to pick herself up, they both heard the bedroom door creak open.
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