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“Hey, there’s a really cute guy looking at you,” my friend Laney told me while she elbowed me harshly.
I rubbed my ribcage as I looked up from my phone, I didn’t see anyone looking at me, “You’re silly, no one is looking at me,” I tried to kiss her and Laney dodged me.
“Right there,” she pointed and sure enough he was looking our way.
“He’s looking at you silly.”
She scowled at me, and it was too fucking adorable. I tried to kiss her again, and again she dodged me.
“No, he’s definitely looking at you. And he’s fucking hot. Do you recognize him?”
I looked at him closer, “I don’t think so, he’s not looking at me. He’s looking at us, I mean look at us, we’re downright distracting,” I smiled at her giggle and this time when I went in for a kiss her lips met mine. I wrapped my hand in her hair as we kissed my tongue parting her lips and delving into her mouth. She moaned softly into my mouth as my hand slid up to cup her breast. Some jackass nearby, was cat calling us and she broke away, giggling.
My phone pinged again and I looked down. She took it from me and put it in my purse.
“Who are you even talking to?”
“My cousin. I haven’t seen him in forever and apparently he moved back to the city. He’s actually out with some friends tonight and wanted to know where we were. It’s so weird, we interact online, but we haven’t seen each other in person since we were little.”
“Okay, well, you’re not going to fuck your cousin, so be here.”
“Fair point,” I agreed and kissed her again. This time I broke our kiss several times, telling her that I loved kissing her, that she was fucking hot, and I wanted her.
She pulled away, “But I don’t have a penis. You like cock. I like cock.”
I’d heard this argument before, “I like you. And we both have fingers and lips and tongues. Who needs a cock when you’ve got all of that?”
Laney giggled and kissed me, pressing against me as her tongue explored mine. I gripped her around the waist and enjoyed her closeness. We were drawing a lot of attention from others in the bar, but neither of us cared.
“Do you wanna go home?” I asked breathlessly.
She nodded and I kissed her again.
“Having fun?” a voice asked from my right and Laney spun around.
“Baby!” she squealed as she wrapped her arms around him. A few minutes later and she was walking out with him while I finished her drink.
The guy she’d pointed out earlier sat down next to me as I ordered another drink. I looked at him again since he was closer, he seemed familiar, but I couldn’t place him.
“Strike out?” he asked, I could hear the smile in his voice even though I wasn’t looking at him.
“Always do,” I laughed bitterly, “But I keep trying.”
“Too bad,” he laughed, “You’re fun to watch.”
I looked at him and he was looking at me, he looked like he was waiting for something so I kissed him, because… why the hell not?
He tried to pull away, but I only pressed into him more. A few minutes later we were paying our tabs and he was walking me to his car. The conversation was awkward as he drove, and I got the feeling that even as we were walking up the steps to his apartment he expected me to change my mind. Once the door was closed I pushed him against it and kissed him.
“So, we’re doing this… This is really happening,” internet casino he asked, pulling away from me.
“Yeah it is,” I replied as I undid his belt. I dropped to my knees as I undid his pants and pulled them down. His cock was already hard when I took it into my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re good at that…” he moaned as my tongue swirled over the head of his cock.
“You like the way I suck your cock?” I asked before taking him back into my mouth. My lips slid down the length off his shaft, the head of his cock popping back into my throat as my lips reached the base.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he hissed as he grabbed me by the hair and thrust into my throat making me gag.
He apologized and I shook my head, pulling back, “You can fuck my mouth if you want.”
“Would you like that?” he asked, his hand still wrapped in my hair. I nodded and opened my mouth for him. He thrust in, making me gasp and gag. I loved every second of it and by the time he was pulling me up from me knees my pussy was drenched.
He kissed me as he pushed me back toward his bedroom, “You like it rough?” he asked as he pushed me onto his bed.
“I really do.”
“Like… how rough? Some light ass slapping while your pretty, pink pussy gets pounded from behind… Or, Master, I’ve been bad and need to be punished?”
“Both… but, I prefer the second.”
He smiled wickedly, “We’ll see what you get then. Get undressed,” he demanded as he pulled of his shirt. His pants were still out in the living room, long since abandoned.
I pulled my dress off over my head and undid my bra.
“That’s enough for now,” he told me when I went to pull my panties down.
He pushed me back on the bed and slid his hand along the inside of my thighs, brushing his knuckles against the thin lace covering my pussy, “Someone is very wet,” he toyed with the edge of my panties, “I know you want me to take these off, but I’m not going to yet. If you want that tight, wet pussy to get some attention you’ll have to beg for it.”
I pouted at him and he spanked my pussy. Even through the lace it stung, but I moaned. I tried to close my legs and he pushed them apart, “Bad girl. Keep them spread for me. You’re not done yet.”
He spanked me again, and again. Making me cry out each time, but when he’d caress me through the lace he could feel how wet I was.
I whimpered wordlessly.
“What was that?”
“No more, please,” I asked.
“You think you’ve had enough?” he asked and I nodded, he tugged at my panties and I lifted my hips up to let him pull them off, “So, what do you want?”
“I want to feel your fingers in my pussy,” I whined softly.
“Ask me nicely,” he demanded.
“Please, will you touch my pussy, I’m so wet and it needs to be filled,” I spread my legs invitingly for him and he ran his fingers up my thighs, they played across my lips and delved in. Two fingers pushed in deep and it felt amazing, like an answer to a prayer. He fingered me gently and hooked his fingers, tickling at my g-spot briefly before he pulled them out. I pouted at him, thrust my hips up to his hand that lingered just out of reach.
“Nope, you’re not done yet, you’ve been a good girl so I gave you a little reward. But, you didn’t beg like you really needed it,” he swatted my pussy again and shoved my panties inside canlı poker oyna me.
“Taste?” he offered his fingers to me and I sucked them greedily. As I did, he started to roll my nipple around between his fingertips with his other hand. Gradually increasing pressure until he was cruelly twisting it. I opened my mouth to scream, but he gagged me with his fingers.
“Safe word? Just in case.
“Red,” I panted as he continued to twist, “Ouch!”
“Yes,” I moaned, “Harder?”
He smiled and twisted harder, “Such a dirty girl…”
He continued to torture my nipples, twisting and pulling them at them as he crushed them between his fingertips. It hurt so good; I moaned and whimpered and writhed for him until I couldn’t take it any more. As I was about to beg for mercy he stopped.
“You’re doing so well, you’re such a good girl,” he cooed in my ear before gently kissing and sucking my nipples, soothing the hurt… but, just a little.
“All better?” he asked me and I nodded, “Good. Now, up on your knees, stick your ass out for me. Punishment isn’t quite over.”
I complied eagerly and he caressed my ass. His hand slid against my skin. He pulled his hand back and I tensed in anticipation, but his hand landed in a light tap and then played across my ass. Then they traveled down along the cleft between my ass cheeks. His fingers found my pussy and gently teased along the slit. I relaxed, allowing myself to enjoy the sensation, and then… Smack! His other hand landed surprising me. I cried out loudly and he tisk-tisked at me.
“That’s an awful lot of noise. Try to be a good girl for me and stay quiet. Can you do that?”
I nodded and he smacked my ass cheek again in the same spot and I gritted my teeth and muffled the scream that wanted to bubble up.
“Good girl,” he praised me, “Do you think you could take a few more?
“Ten, hu? Keep count for me. No other noise.”
He pulled back his hand, landed his first smack, and I counted it off. He’d switched cheeks for the second and the third and I counted them off easily, careful to be quiet otherwise. Then he landed the fourth right where the third had been, significantly harder and I cried out. He immediately swatted the same spot again, making me scream.
“I’ll keep hitting the same spot until you get it right.”
He landed another blow and I bit back the scream, but still grunted, and so he did it again. And then again. And again. I finally managed stay completely quiet.
“Good girl,” he told me as he smacked the other ass cheek, “That’s four.”
He finished delivering my spanking, and I counted off each time his hand met my ass.
“Your ass is nice and red. How does it feel?”
“What do you say? He demanded.
He rubbed my ass cheeks gently, then slid a finger along my crack, circling it around my asshole, and then shoving it in making me moan.
“Does the dirty little girl like her ass played with?”
“Yes, it feels so good.”
“Want another finger in that tight little ass?”
“Yes,” I moaned, “Please, will you put another finger in my tight little ass?”
“Since you asked so nicely…”
He worked in another finger, and then another; slowly fucking my ass with them, making poker oyna me moan loudly.
“Tell me. Do you want my cock inside you?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Which hole should I fuck? Should I take that wet little pussy? Or this tight ass? Pick. You only get one…”
“Umm… whichever you want, they’re both yours.”
“No. I know the dirty little slut wants me to hold her down while I fuck her deep, make her moan and scream. But, she only gets it if she chooses a hole.”
I didn’t answer right away and he pulled his fingers out, “Well… I won’t fuck you if you don’t want me to. Get on your knees, you can finish me with your mouth.”
“No!” I turned around to him, “I need to feel your cock inside me!”
He pushed me back roughly, hand wrapping around my throat, “Which hole then? Where does the slut want it? Ass or pussy?”
I started to tremble in orgasm and he let go of my throat, “Ass. Fuck my ass please.”
“Beg for it,” his hand wrapped around my neck in the suggestion that he might choke me again, and them trailed down to my breasts, he flicked my nipple making me whimper. I could feel his cock against my ass cheecks.
“Pleasepleaseplease…” I begged pathetically, “Fuck me. Pleasepleaseplease, please fuck me. Fuck me. I need to feel you inside me! Please. Please fuck me. Shove that cock in my tight ass, hold me down as you fuck me deep.”
“Of course I will. All you had to do was ask,” he grabbed me and pulled me to him as he thrust in, making me scream, “Is that what the dirty little girl wanted?”
“Yes!” I screamed, “Yes, oh god your cock feels so good. So good.”
“This ass feels amazing,” he said as he continued to thrust in and out of me, “Tell me, little girl, which do you want…” he grabbed my hips and thrust in hard a couple times, “Hard and deep, or…” he suddenly pounded into me like a jackrabbit, “Or, do you want me to just fucking use you?”
“Use me,” I panted.
“Will you please use me?” I asked through my moans and he picked up speed as he thrust into me violently.
“Anything to make my dirty little girl feel good.”
His hands gripped my hips, fingers digging into my flesh, as he pulled me to him so that we met with a hard smack each time he thrust in. It felt amazing, but I knew he wasn’t going to last long at the pace he was going.
“Where do you want my cum? In this tight fucking ass… on that pretty face… all over those amazing tits?”
“I want to be all messy.”
He lasted longer than I’d thought he would before he pulled out and jerked his load all over my tits and stomach. I lay there, exhausted as he looked down at me. He smiled and climbed into the bed, pulling me to him and cuddling me.
“Thank you,” he whispered as he nuzzled and kissed me.
“Thank you,” I laughed. I thought to myself that I should get up and clean myself off, but my brain was cloudy and my body felt like jelly. Sleep rolled in before I realized it.
I woke to kisses on my shoulders and the back of my neck, and rolled over to face him, realizing for the first time that I didn’t actually know his name.
“Morning,” I smiled at him.
“Morning. Breakfast or… just take you back to your car.
“Car, I have work in a few hours.”
I got dressed quickly and we rode in awkward silence back to the bar. I waved as I climbed into my car. My phone pinged and I looked at it.
“Last night was fun… I know it’s weird, but I’d love to do it again.”
I stared at the message from my cousin for a long time. Now, I knew why he looked familiar.
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