Page 13 of Santa's Baby
I moan in protest when he pulls out, but I hear his belt unbuckling, and the zipper on his jeans. He lets go of my arm, and I shimmy myself into position, fight done. My palms are against the wall as I bend for him. Yeah, mymeatycunt is on offer. I’ll take whatever he wants me to.
I brace myself as he moves up close. He grabs my panties, tight in his fist, and the fucker rips them apart like they’re made of paper.
I gasp as they’re torn away and gasp again when he slaps my exposed cunt.
“Take it,” he says and I take his dick easy as it slides inside me in one. He’s deep, but not girthy enough. I clench around him and give a little wiggle.
“You’ll need more than that. My cunt needs a pounding, not a poke from a sweet little cock.”
“Shut up and take it.” His hips slam quick, thrusting in hard, but I laugh.
“You said you know what a cunt like mine can take.You’rethe fucking liar if you think that’s going to do the job.”
He leans in close. “Believe me, bitch, I’ll be giving it to you. You should’ve asked nicely, because now it’s gonna hurt like a bastard.”
The initial sensation always pains like a bastard, but I’m an addict. I moan as the piece of shit pulls his cock out to shove all four fingers back inside me. He follows them up with his dick in one big fucking stab.
“Better,” I tell him and he stabs me again and again.
It burns like hell, but I’m squelching and bucking, taking it all with afuck, fuck, yessss.
I’m back to the horny bitch I was when I was teasing cock on the dancefloor. I put my hand between my legs to check out the full horny extent of what he’s giving me, gripping his wrist to urge him deeper. His balls bounce against my fingers.
“That’s so good,” I tell him. “You’re so much better than the jerk in the club, so much better…”
“He wasn’t going to treat your cunt like this. He’d have no fucking idea how to play.”
“You know how to play.” My breaths pick up. “Oh fuck, you know how to play. And I hope you do play. In the fucking daylight when I can see what the fuck you’re doing to me, because you know what? I like watching. I like begging for it. I like to splay my fucking legs and beg to be pounded.”
“Beg now, slut. Beg for it.”
I circle my clit as he slams me.
“Faster, please. Make me a dirty bitch. That’s why I came out tonight. I wanted to be used like a filthy slut.”
He speeds up his thrusts, and my tits are bouncing. They come out of the neckline of my dress, hanging free.
“Crush my tits,” I tell him. “Play while you fuck me. Please.”
He wraps an arm under me, and his hand grapples and grabs. My flesh slaps as he pinches and tugs.
“I’m gonna love seeing these in the daylight,” he tells me. “But I’ll be in charge, remember that. I’m always in charge.”
“That’s ok, I don’t care… just give it to me. I’ll take whatever you want, because you’re so fucking good. My God, you’re so fucking good.”
This time, I’m not lying.
User 2906 is a beast with my tits while his fingers and cock plough my pussy. My clit sparks with lightning bolts. I press my forehead to the wall, not giving a fuck about how I might get grazed. The only thing that matters is reaching the peak, and he owes me one, since he fucking wrecked it when I was about to come on another guy’s fingers.
He was right, though. He’s better than that. The buildup only made me more needy, full of moans as I get to the edge.
The timing is perfect. My clenching pussy sends him over the edge in sync with me, and we’re nothing but a grunting mess of slapping flesh as we come together. He unloads in my pussy with his four fingers still buried deep, and holds them there in theaftermath, squidging them around in his cum as I try to get my breath back.
It’s so gross, it’s hot as fuck.
“There you go, whore,” he says. “I could read you a mile off. Piece of trash cum-slut.”
“Fuck you,” I say. “I can’t help what my pussy needs. That’s called biology.”