My Pussy Craved Rough Sex
There was something about him. He was sexy, smooth, and have a voice that could make my panties drop. This was one of those guys who didn’t act too interested, but just enough to make you curious about him. He would come into my store for items now and then. He would buy condoms, porn, and strokers. Nothing out of the ordinary. One day he asked me on a date. I was all about it and got myself dolled up. Skin-tight jeans and a low-cut white top. I love rough sex.
He took me for a lovely dinner, then we went for a nice walk back to my place since it was close enough. I of course invited him up. He gladly followed. I was barely at the door to my apartment and I could feel his breath on the back of my neck. His hands waved over my curves. My hair stood on end. My nipples hardened and I knew he would be amazing in bed.
No sooner than the door opened did he attack me like a wolf to a lone sheep. He gripped my neck from behind and he cupped my pussy from the front. He said I knew what I was in for since I invited him up. I was a little nervous but something exciting about him made me cool with it.
He brought me to my room and tossed me onto my bed. I was on my stomach when he yanked my pants down. My panties were ripped from me and my shirt was pulled down under my tits. He pushed his fingers into my pussy and commented on my pussy already being wet. He licked his fingers and rolled me over. His cock was out and pounding into my mouth. My head up hanging off the bed while he took me by the throat and pounded away. Strangely it didn’t hurt.
Once he had enough of my mouth he went to my pussy.
He licked it slowly. Fuck it was torture. It was like his tongue was forked. My clit was licked simultaneously on either side. I was about to cum when he slapped my clit with his hand and told me not yet.
He rolled me onto my stomach and teasingly entered my twat. Just the head went in. I was clenching and aching for it. I begged him to give me more. I’d no clue how big his cock was, I just wanted him inside. He pushed more and more in. Only he did it slowly. I could feel the throb of his cock and tried to wiggle more of him in. He grabbed me by my hair and called me a greedy bitch. With that, he rammed his cock in and out of my squishing cunt. I found myself begging him for release. I just couldn’t cum without him saying I could.
He took his own release and said if I wanted to cum…I would have to wait until he decided I deserved another date. He also told me he would know if I masturbated in the meantime. I actually teared up in frustration…but I waited…oh, I waited! He was worth it. Something inhuman about that man!
