He went to get in the shower, "After I'm freshened up, you can fight me if you want?..."
And you can keep your clothes on!" He shouted as he turned the shower on.
She listened to the shower as she got herself ready. Her cunt was already soaking wet as she removed her knickers and replaced her yoga pants. She loved fighting him, it turned her on like mad to fight him, knowing that he would win and take her. He had her complete consent and she had a safe word.
She decided to take things up a notch and crept downstairs and his behind a curtain. Her stomach tingled as she squeezed her thighs together, feeling her pussy gush as she stood there. Waiting. She felt her clit throb. She heard the shower switched off and she held her breath. She heard him come out of the shower, he shouted her. She stood still behind the curtain. He came to the top of the stairs and she felt sure that he would see her, but again she held her breath as he turned round. He hadn't seen her.
She heard him moving round upstairs. Her phone rang. She heard him move to the top of the stairs again and start to descend them. Slowly.
He had seen her. He stomach tied in knots and the rose to her tiptoes as she felt him get closer. He stood the other side of the curtain now. She could hear him breath. Such unbearable anticipation. What would he do?
How would he take her? |
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He moved quickly, taking her breath away. His hands accurately found her ties through the curtain, his fingers found her hard nipples. He pushed his pelvis against her, slamming her back into the door. She felt his cock, hard against her. She ached to feel it inside her but started to fight him as he pulled back the curtain. His pelvis jammed against her can't as one hand wrapped around her long hair, pulling her head back, he kissed her hard. Fuck. She wanted him inside her.
She pulled out of his kiss and managed to half turn her body to get away from him. She manged a couple of steps towards the bottom of the stairs before he caught her. Catching her hips, pulling her face down onto the stairs.
He used his forearm on the back of her kneck as her held her down. His other hand pulling down her yoga pants, exposing her ass and dripping cunt.
"Slut!" He said as he spanked her ass, making her jump. "What are you?" He said. His fingers found her cunt. He thrust two fingers roughly inside her making her contract.
"What are you?" he said, fingering her hard.
She moaned, she was so close to coming.
"A slut!" She gasped.
"What are you?" He said. His voice taking on a harder tone, his fingers moving to her clit, rubbing it, making her cry out and cum within seconds.
"What are you?"
"A dirty little slut!" She moaned.
"And what do you want?" He slapped her ass again.
"Cock" she moaned. He rubbed his hard cock between her ass and her sopping wet cunt.
"Where do you want that cock?" His hard cock, sliding from her cunt to her ass, pausing over each hole. She was desperate to be fucked. To feel his cock inside her...
"Where?" He said, pushing her harder into the stairs.
"Wherever you want," she moaned. "Just fuck me...now... please"
He pushed his hips forward entering her and fucking her hard until her ass contracted hard around his cock as she came.
"Dirty, fucking bustard!" she whispered.
He laughed as he upright and pushed he up the stairs. As her orgasm cleared, she remembered she was fighting him and pulled away from him. Taking him by surprise, she managed to get up a couple of stairs before he caught her again... |
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