Pretty Please - 2/2

The grin on your face makes me want to defy you again, but I’m already in position, and I want it so badly. So I glare a little before drawing my eyes to the bed in front of me and then lower myself further onto your dick with a slow, gyrating motion. You hiss softly as I impale myself fully and bounce a few times. Your hands find my ass in an attempt to guide my movements, but I remember what you want.

Slow and steady. A show.

Planting my hands firmly on the bed, I swirl my hips around as I rise and fall on your cock slowly and consistently, arching my back to fully allow you in. For a moment, your hands grow slack against my ass, but then you grip it tighter as I continue, tossing a look back at you to see your eyes trained on where our bodies meet.

Before you can look at me, I turn to face forward again, seating myself fully on your cock as I carefully raise myself up, so I’m only on my knees. I place each of my hands on my ass cheeks, playfully moving them around, so my ass bounces around your cock.

As I begin to move again, still toying with my ass for you, your hand slides between mine, your thumb massaging my asshole gently. A smirk you can’t see graces my lips, and I draw one of my hands away and up to my mouth, where I delve my middle finger inside to moisten it. Then, I bring it back down to my ass and carefully brush your hand away in favor of massaging slow circles around my asshole before plunging my finger inside to the second knuckle.

You moan your approval, and I can feel your cock throb inside me as you take in the sight of me playing with myself while riding you. As I resume a leisurely pace sliding up and down on your dick, I use my other hand to prop myself up on the bed once more to give you a complete view of what I’m doing. Your hands slide to my ass cheeks once more, giving a light slap to one, careful not to jolt my hand.

The slap just adds to the sensations, and I close my eyes as I clench around your cock, growing even wetter as I glide up and down. I feel the need to come again but try to hold on as long as possible to give you as good a show as I can. Your grip tightening on my flesh tells me you definitely felt my pussy clamping down on you, but you let me keep going at my own pace for once instead of taking over to drive me over the edge.

What you do, however, is gently remove my finger from my ass as I gasp at the loss of sensation. But you don’t leave me empty for long as you press your thumb inside slowly, eliciting a relieved sigh from me as I continue moving up and down. With both hands on the bed once more, I’ve regained total balance, and I begin bouncing on your dick a little faster and harder, letting out a strangled moan each time I fully slam my aching pussy down on you.

Your fingers dig into my flesh as I work your dick up and down, and the tightening of your balls tells me you’re about to come for the first time since my arrival. With a pained gasp, I slip off your cock as you withdraw your thumb from my ass. Turning around quickly, I meet your eyes as I lower my face to lick along your length before engulfing you in my mouth.

I work one hand along your shaft at the same quick pace my mouth moves, massaging your balls with my other hand. I hollow out my cheeks, sucking greedily as I press my tongue against the vein running along the underside of your dick to amplify the pleasure. Soon, I’m rewarded with your hands in my hair and a final thrust into my mouth as you let loose a few spurts of cum into my throat with a guttural growl.

When you finally release my head, I slowly pull your cock from my mouth, licking up any excess cum left on it and swallowing before meeting your eyes once more. The grin on your face is incorrigible, and I roll my eyes, but before I can sit up and scoot away from you, you press me down on the bed on my back and pin me there with your body.

“We aren’t done yet.”

Before I can object, your mouth lands on mine, and your hands plunge into my hair to hold me there, your still-hard dick dangling between my legs teasingly. My legs part to allow you closer as your tongue traces my lower lip before I open my mouth to let you in, teasing your tongue with mine. I reach down between us to wrap my hand around your cock, just to tease, and you hiss into my mouth when I gently caress the head. “Sensitive?” I whisper against your mouth.

“Not as much as you will be by the time we’re done,” you promise, kissing me once more before trailing your mouth down to my neck, one hand slipping free from my hair to drift down and tease one of my nipples. When you pinch it, I close my eyes and bite my lip, feeling my pussy clench with desire. Then, I tighten my grip around your cock and pump my hand up and down slowly. “Stop,” you demand quietly, your face still pressed to my neck. My hand stills, but I don’t remove it just yet. “Good girl.” My face warms at the praise, but I remain silent, hesitantly removing my hand to place it on my belly.

Your hand covers mine briefly with a squeeze before you trail it down, your fingers dancing across my skin, raising goosebumps in their wake. When you reach my pussy, you barely graze my clit with one finger, and my legs twitch from the shock of pleasure. “Seems you’re already more sensitive than me, hmm?” I close my eyes, trying to avoid your gaze again, but you bite my lower lip to get my attention again. “Don’t look away.”

Swallowing hard, I nod, wrapping my arms around your shoulders as you slide your finger through the wetness of my pussy, plunging it inside me quickly. I dig my nails into your back as you beckon your finger upward toward my G-spot, hitting your target with each stroke. My legs twitch against my will, and I fight to keep them open instead of squeezing them tight around your waist.

Feeling my struggle, you withdraw your finger and remove my hands from your back, lowering yourself so you can lick and kiss your way down my torso until you reach the valley of my hips, where you pause to nip at the flesh there. When your warm breath fans across my wet pussy, I close my eyes for just a moment to breathe, but you once again force me to look back at you as you lower your mouth to flick your tongue across my clit.

My hands immediately tangle themselves in your hair, doing my best to keep you exactly where you are. I know if I let you at my clit with no restraint, it’ll be over. Even the thought of you biting down on it sends a fresh wave of arousal to gush from me, and you clearly notice, using it as additional lubricant to slip your middle and ring fingers inside me.

Your free hand pries my hands from your hair enough to allow you to close the gap between your mouth and my pussy swiftly as you delve your fingers deeper, curling them upward once more to hit my spot repeatedly. Your tongue is warm as it flicks my clit in time with your strokes, quickly making my legs twitch more as I fight the need to clamp them around your head to keep you there.

My fingers tangle in your hair once more, urging you to continue rather than pulling you back. My breaths are coming in short gasps as you bring me closer to the edge of orgasm, and I can feel my pussy clenching around your fingers with need. “Please,” I whimper, closing my eyes as I begin to fall over the edge. “Faster…”

As soon as you apply the extra pressure needed, my pussy clamps down on your fingers and begins gushing fluid as I reach orgasm. It sprays across the palm of your hand and drips down my body to soak your bed as you withdraw your fingers quickly to rub my clit.

An embarrassed flush covers my face and chest, and I hesitate to meet your eyes as I draw myself upright. “Sorry for the mess,” I murmur, finally letting our gazes lock.

“Don’t be,” you say hoarsely. “I forgot you can squirt.”

“Well, it only happened the one time, so I wouldn’t expect you to remember,” I chuckle.

“Well, it likely won’t be the last,” you say with a grin, pulling me closer, so we’re both on our knees on the bed in front of each other. Your hand is already caressing my inner thigh again, slipping around in the wetness slathered across me. I reach for your hard cock and guide it toward my pussy to rub your head across my clit a few times. Your eyes flutter closed briefly at the contact, and I take that moment to grip your cock a little tighter, giving it long, slow strokes.

Your hand grabs my wrist almost painfully, urging me to a stop and forcing me to release you. At my confused glance, you slide away from me on the bed to stand up, and I slowly sit back, wondering what you’re up to now. Then, with a grin, you beckon me closer, so I slowly scoot toward the edge of the bed, where you seize me by the thighs to pull me flush against you before lifting me up to wrap my legs around your waist.

Your hard cock is pressed right against my pussy, but you don’t do anything about it but grind up against me slightly. My arms are braced around your shoulders, and the teasing just makes me ache more, but in my vulnerable position, I can’t do anything but hold on. Well, that’s not totally true, I realize, biting into your shoulder with medium pressure, making you laugh softly.

Your fingertips dig into my hips even harder, and you walk us to the wall near your bed, pressing my back to the wall quickly enough that it makes me gasp as I arch away from the cold surface. One of my hands immediately finds the wall behind me in an attempt to support myself a little better, but I know I’m secure in your hands, even when one abandons its place on my hip to pull my head off to the side by gripping my hair roughly. “I’ll show you a bite,” you mutter, sinking your teeth into the side of my throat.

Another gasp tears itself free of my mouth, and I move my hands back to your shoulders, digging my nails into your skin as you increase the pressure of your teeth. My nipples grow hard and brush against your skin as goosebumps rise all over me at the mix of pain and pleasure coursing through me. Your cock is still poised beneath me, so I grind down on it slightly to gain even more pleasure, but you increase the pressure of your teeth even further, eliciting a whimper from me and pausing me in my tracks.

“Okay,” I whisper against your silent command to stop. Then, with a hard swallow, I instead angle my head a little further away from you, wincing slightly at the tug of my skin clamped in your mouth yet still offering you more.

You finally release your hold on my hair, trailing your hand down my back as you lighten the pressure you’re applying to my neck. The sting of your teeth releasing me makes my eyes water, but I let them flutter closed to revel in the pain instead of shying away from it. As the ache between my legs increases, I can feel more arousal leaking out of me, saturating your dick.

Now, you’re grinding up against me, the friction teasing my clit as you slide back and forth slowly, tantalizingly, refusing to grant me the penetration I desire. Finally, when a whimper escapes my lips against my will, you bite down on me again, this time lower on my neck, closer to my shoulder. Then, carefully adjusting me in your arms, you hold me up with one arm as you reach between us to rub the head of your cock along my pussy.

“Please,” I cry out softly, threading my fingers in your hair to hold you close. “Please, just fuck me….”

You growl low in your throat but oblige quickly, plunging inside me without a second thought. Your hand hits the wall behind me once you’ve slammed yourself fully inside of me, and another groan escapes you, muffled by your hold on my throat. Soon, though, you release my throat with another gasp from me and then pull back to stare at my face while you slowly thrust in and out of me.

My right hand grasps for the wall behind me as I bite my lip, not quite meeting your eyes. I use the pressure of my palm against the wall below me combined with my hold on your shoulder with my other arm to lift myself up enough to slam down on your cock with a loud moan, my eyes shutting against my will. Before I can repeat the action, you push me harder against the wall and hold me still on your cock, refusing to let me move and for damn sure not moving on your own. Gritting my teeth, I pry my eyes open to glare at you.

You smirk in return and lean in to nip at my lower lip, giving a violent thrust that slams me back against the wall with a gasp. Then, moving my hand from the wall to your shoulder, I wrap both arms around you just enough to gain leverage to lift myself up and drop myself right back on your cock repeatedly, moving in time with your continued thrusts and grinding down on you hard each time you’re fully inside me.

Words forgotten, eyes locked so you can watch the pleasure unfold on my face. We continue moving in sync until my eyes roll back in my head as my pussy clenches in waves. Then, as it clamps down around you over and over again, I drop my head to bury my face in your neck as I ride out the orgasm.

Unexpectedly, you withdraw from me, leaving me reeling without something to finish around, and carefully drop me to the floor, tugging me up to my knees by my hair. I immediately know you want to finish in my mouth, so I open my mouth wide and take your cock inside me, gripping the base of it with my right hand and pumping swiftly to milk you of your cum.

When I feel your balls tighten, I take a final breath and then dive down on your cock even deeper, removing my hand as I take you straight into my throat so you can unload deep inside. Your guttural growl gets me revved up again, and I rub my clit to continue my own orgasm while taking all of yours.

As soon as you pull out of my mouth, you yank me up by the hair again, so I’m standing before you, still rubbing my clit desperately. Then, with an arch of your eyebrow, you tug my hand away and lead me to the bathroom, where you roughly bend me over the countertop before plunging back inside me, unexpectedly hard again already. I moan loudly, resting my forehead against my arm on the counter.

“Nuh-uh,” you growl, withdrawing halfway as you lean forward to force my gaze up to meet yours in the mirror. “Watch while I fuck you until you come around my cock again.”

Bracing myself on the counter with both hands, I prepare myself for more torment, but instead, you let loose as I desire, continuously stroking my G-spot with each violent thrust. I fight to keep my eyes open, but they fall from yours when I begin to unravel, the expression on my face enticing even to me as I begin to come.

You carefully reach around me to brush circles around my clit with your fingertip, and my legs begin to shake, making it hard for me to stay on my feet. Bending over me, you kiss my shoulder and whisper, “Almost there… Let it go. I’ve got you.” At your urging, I continue to slam back against you, gripping the edge of the counter so hard my knuckles are turning white.

My pussy clamps down even more with each thrust, and soon I can’t even keep my eyes open as I scream out in orgasm, gushing around your cock it drips down my legs, creating a small puddle of cum at our feet. Before I finish coming, you slide two fingers into my ass using my own cum to keep it wet, stretching my ass more than before and plunging your fingers in and out in time with the clenching of my pussy. This only serves to extend my orgasm, and I grind back against you hard to get every last bit of pleasure I can.

When I’m finally coming down, you slide your dick out of my pussy first, then withdraw your fingers from my ass, causing me to clench with need at the loss. I draw in a shaky breath and glance up at you in the mirror. Your chest is also heaving as you breathe, and I can’t help but smirk, which you return.

“What’s next?” I ask, a goofy smile stuck on my face as I rest my chin on my arms, wiggling my ass a little at you. “Unless you’re done, for now, I mean.”

You arch your eyebrow at me with a slight glare. But, of course, we both know you can go on and on and that I’m just trying to rile you up again. “Seeing as I haven’t cum in all your holes yet? Nowhere near done,” you assure quietly, a slightly threatening note in your tone.

“Which begs the question again: What’s next? You’ve filled one hole twice. Seems like you still have a ways to go,” I tease, turning to face you in a challenge.

You immediately grip me by the throat again, drawing me up on my tiptoes, so our mouths are close to each other. Instead of kissing or biting me, though, you just stare at me blankly so I can’t tell what you’re thinking, so it’s a slight shock when you step even closer to press our bodies together, drawing one of my legs up to drape over your hip.

Once again, your dick is hard and ready, and it’s actually perfectly angled already. As soon as you notice that, you thrust inside my pussy. I drop my head back at the fullness with a moan, the sound choked off by your hand around my throat. Then, as I arch toward you, you release my throat and wrap that arm around my waist, pulling me even closer as you impale me deeper onto your cock, your other hand still clutching my thigh as you plunge in and out.

I tighten my leg around your hip, trying to pull you in closer and deeper still, despite you already being buried in me balls-deep. Your face is buried in my neck again, sucking and biting on the flesh there as you pound away, clearly aiming for your own release again, not that I mind. I love being an object of pleasure for you, so the more you come with me, the better.

Mere moments later, you dig your teeth into my neck again as you give a few final, almost-painful thrusts, filling me up with your cum. My pussy clenches around your cock, trying to milk it as much as possible before we move on to whatever comes next.

When you finally pull out, I can feel your cum drip from within me, and I clench my eyes shut at the spark of pleasure that shocks my system at the feeling. Good thing for birth control because I don’t think condoms would have survived this reunion.

We’re both breathing heavily now, staring at each other with small smiles. “One to go,” you challenge back, arching an eyebrow at me as you lift my legs and tease my asshole with feather-light strokes. “Are you ready?”

“Are you?” I question back, intending to taunt as I prop myself up on the counter, but the words come out choked as you plunge your middle finger into my asshole. My pussy clenches automatically, and I can feel the combination of us leaking out of me slightly. Face turning red, I avoid your eyes, but you grip my face with your free hand to force my gaze to meet yours.

You trail your index finger through the mess dripping from me before reuniting it with your middle finger inside of me, thanks to the extra lubrication. I bite down on my lip as goosebumps rise on my flesh at the gentle pleasure it provides as you slowly pump your fingers in and out, stretching my ass carefully as your eyes dip down to focus on my mouth, where I still worry my lip with my teeth. I can practically see it in your eyes as the devious side in you comes right to the surface, and you begin fingering my ass at a faster pace, still gentle to not cause me pain.

“Back to the bed?” you ask. Instead of waiting on my answer, though, you withdraw your fingers so suddenly that I cry out at the loss. Your mouth smothers most of the noise I make as you close the distance between us, pulling me back up into your arms, so my legs once again wrap around your waist.

Your cock teases against my pussy, and I grind down onto it as you walk us back to your bed, where you set me down carefully instead of dropping me. I sit there, confused, but you grab me by the hair quickly and force my mouth back on your cock. Then, with a moan, I drop from the bed to the floor on my knees, gripping you by the thighs as I plunge down as deep as I can take it.

Before I can get a good pace going again, though, you yank my mouth free of your cock as I dig my nails into your thighs, trying to continue sucking it. “Fuck, you’re greedy,” you laugh, using my hair to hold me still as you lower yourself to the floor in front of me. With your free hand, you grab a pillow from the bed and toss it on the floor about a foot or two away, then shove my head down on it face-first.

I turn my head to the side and brace my hands against the floor, arching my back as you reach beneath me to rub my clit slowly. You position yourself behind me, rubbing one of my ass cheeks before giving it a hard slap. The sting makes my pussy clench, and you take advantage of the tightness, aligning your dick and plunging deep inside my pussy again. A gasp rips free of my lips, and I can’t help but grin against the pillow as you begin pounding away again, sending wave after wave of euphoria crashing through me.

Soon, you amplify that to pure bliss as you once again delve two fingers into my asshole, plunging them in and out at the same pace you slam into my pussy. Combined with your cum, I’m wetter than ever, and you use that to your advantage for the next few minutes until you suddenly withdraw from within me, eliciting a whimper. Next, you reach down with the hand not fingering my ass, and begin rubbing my clit, worsening the arousal dripping down my legs straight to the floor.

“Are you ready?” you ask again, leaning over me to bite playfully at my neck. Instead, your fingers withdraw from my ass, replaced by the gentle pressure of your dick poised at my asshole. I don’t reply, but you begin to press inside anyway, very slowly.

Forcing myself to stay relaxed to make it as easy as possible—I haven’t had anal sex in ages—I remain completely still until the entirety of your head slides inside, at which point I sigh out a quiet moan. Then, still rubbing my clit, you nip at my neck some more, not moving any further into me as I adjust.

When I’m ready, I begin pushing back against you, allowing your dick to slip further inside as I arch my back, a shiver running through me at the pleasure of having that hole filled again after so long. I let out a long moan when you’re fully inside of me. I didn’t notice until now, but your hand is no longer rubbing my clit; instead, both hands rest on my hips, holding me flush against you.

You let me take over at first as I fully adjust to your thick cock plunging in and out of my asshole, but as soon as you realize I’m perfectly fine, your fingers dig into my hips even harder, and you fall silent briefly, so I look back at you, my face still resting on the pillow. There’s a sadistic grin on your face, so I swallow hard, nervous but excited still.

“Are you ever going to answer?” you demand, reaching forward to grip me by the hair and yank me up onto all fours. “Are. You. Ready?” You thrust inside me a little quicker than before with each word, making me gasp out at the mix of pain and pleasure you’re doling out.

“God, do you ever shut up?” I bite out. “If I wasn’t ready, your dick wouldn’t be—” My words cut off when you shift your hold from my hair to my throat, choking off the rest of my response as you grind against me, plunging in deep and slowly so you can hit my favorite spot.

“No more talking, then,” you promise, the grin audible in your tone as you continue grinding into me harder and harder.

As soon as we both fall silent, you release my throat and grab me by the hips again, using the regained leverage to pump into me at a decent pace. You maintain that rate; not so slow that neither of us can enjoy it, but not so fast that it hurts me. Each time you delve inside me as deep as you can, it sends a fresh wave of arousal coursing from my pussy, dripping straight down to the floor.

I brace myself with one hand on the floor near my face and use the other to reach between my legs so I can rub my clit. You notice enough to give me a sharp spank, but you don’t remove my hand, so I continue, rubbing circles around the bundle of nerves at the same speed you plunge in and out of my asshole, my breathing growing ragged as I near orgasm.

Feeling my body clench around yours, you quickly reach around me to swat my hand away, and I close my eyes tight at the denial as the orgasm continues to build deep in my belly. I start to open my mouth to beg for the finish line, but I let loose a moan instead, remembering that we’re not using words anymore for the time being.

Instead, I lift myself from the floor slightly, propped up on all four, and begin to meet your pace, slamming back on your cock to get what I came for, pun intended. Each time I’m fully seated on your cock, I grind out a small circle to work you inside me even further.

Leaning over me, you reach around to cover my breasts with your hands, tweaking my nipples slightly as you pull me upright on your cock. I gasp loudly at the new sensation of you being so deep within me. I reach back to brace myself against you as you give a few firm tugs to each nipple, biting down on my neck near my shoulder at the same time.

Giving long, calculated thrusts now, you pull out almost entirely each time you withdraw from me, only to thrust back inside roughly, your teeth still affixed to my flesh. When I move my hand to my clit this time, you don’t stop me; instead, you moan in encouragement, and I can hear how close you are to coming inside my ass as you let out the long, low, almost-threatening noise. Finally, you release my throat but don’t place me back down.

After a few more agonizingly long minutes where your strokes slow some, I realize you’re holding on for some reason. Seeing as you’re no longer choking off my words or airflow, I can only assume you’re waiting for me to beg. The idea to defy you ever-present, I bite down on my lip with a shake of my head, but you ramp up your pace again with a quiet laugh. Goosebumps still dancing on my skin, I fight the need to finish by removing my fingers from my clit in favor of setting that hand on top of yours, digging my nails into your flesh.

Behind me, you growl and push me back down, gripping me by the hips even harder as you thrust in and out of my ass rougher than before. Finally, you reach around me to rub my pussy, barely avoiding my clit as you rub your fingers through the mess dripping from me.

Soon, the friction has my pussy throbbing again, and I clench my eyes shut, throwing my ass back on your cock as hard as I can take it. I bite down on the pillow to stifle any noises I’m making, but you slap my ass harder than any other time tonight, causing me to yelp out with a glare over my shoulder, followed by a moan as you finally start to rub my clit, albeit slowly.

“Fuck,” I whimper quietly, tears blurring my vision as you deny my orgasm. “Okay, please!”

“Please what?” you ask immediately, your tone low and dangerous.

Closing my eyes tightly, I whisper, “Please cum in my ass.”

“Hmm?” you ask, slowing down both your thrusts and the rubbing of my clit slightly.

“Cum in my ass!” I demand, unexpectedly coming undone as soon as you thrust inside next, your fingertips teasing my clit to no end as I coat your hand in my own fresh orgasm even as you fill up my ass with a deep groan. Then, when you pull out, I gasp at the sudden loss after who knows how long you fucked me.

Together, we jump in your shower to clean off all the mess, and as I dodge the rest of the mess in the bathroom and bedroom, I grin. “Sorry about all of that,” I say, gesturing first toward the bed then the bathroom floor.

“But you still owe me a threesome,” I wink before heading to your front door.