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Nov 24, 2006 05:21

This happened last night. I was home sick with a fever, and my lovely, sweet and shy boyfriend decided that he would be a complete doll and dominate me like I'd been begging him to do for so long. :)

BEST sex ever.



"No."

I find it funny that all it takes is that one word to get us both on that level which makes me wet beyond imagination. That it takes that one word, and a pout laden with attitude for you to decide that you won't be having any of that.

It takes a "No.", baby.

One minute we're gently kissing each other, tasting each other, knowing each other, and the next, well, you get to decide. You grab a fistful of my hair and pull it hard, teasing my clit with one hand while you're on top, pressing up against me roughly and biting my bottom lip to the point I'm sure you've drawn blood. You kiss my neck, bite it so hard that I gasp in surprise, and then move down to my breasts. You take a nipple in your mouth, biting down on it, pulling it with your teeth and then smacking the sides of the breast it belongs to roughly. You do the same with the other, pulling on the ring and lapping at my nipple with your tongue, and I try to push you away because I want to see what you're willing to do to me to get your way.

How odd that I asked. You take the hand that was previously circling my clit, and smack my pussy hard. I clench my thighs together and you smack the mound again.
"Spread your fucking legs, you little slut.", you sharply say, and I know it's probably best to listen. I hesitantly open them up and you slap it again, full-force, to my moans and sharp gasps.

I'm getting wetter, baby.

You hold me down and insert a finger into my wet pussy, chuckling to yourself as you fuck me with your fingers.
"Whose pussy is this?", you inquire as you slam your fingers in and out of it... I'm too caught up to answer, moaning and clutching the bedsheets, so you ask again and when I don't answer, you slap me full-force, put your hand around my neck and squeeze, asking again slowly.

Gasping for air, I force out - "Yours." -,and you loosen your grip on my neck, straddling me, and teasing me with your hard cock.

"That's what I thought.", and I feel myself shudder in ecstacy... I haven't felt this wet in ages. You pull at a fistful of my hair again and start to put your cock into my pussy, but I push you away with my hands. This riles you up without fail, as it always does, and you push my arms back, holding them down with one hand by the wrist, putting your other hand on my neck.

"Be a nice little whore, and listen to me, or I'll have to hurt you.", you chortle, and I disobediently shake my head, pushing against you. This obviously aggravates you and you twist me around on to my knees, hold my head down into the pillow, and spank me HARD with no warning, roughly putting your cock right in me and fucking me so hard I think I'll split apart. You dig your nails into my back, scratching downwards and leaning up right over me, telling me that I'm a little naughty bitch who deserves this, who deserves to be hurt, who deserves to have you fuck her with no mercy... how terrible it is that I'm always wet for you and that I don't deserve to be fucked by you.

I'm moaning, you're pounding... you continue to spank me hard and call me names, and right when you're about to cum, you grab my hair, twist me around and empty yourself into my mouth. I swallow like a good girl, licking my lips when you're all done, and you slap my ass one more time and give me the biggest grin I've ever seen.

We both start giggling and you put your arms around me, kissing my forehead.
"Good girl."

Oh, I know baby, I know.

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