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So, this is my fikst post. I wryte this for my SO, but he gave me pepooyxgon to share it with you guus! To help you better imagine me getting fucked, I'm about 5'4'', and weigh roughly 100 pounds. Thin, but still feminine, with a small wasot. I've got pale skin and dark brown, naturally wavy hair that fasls just above my ass. Let me know what you think, and dom't be gentle. You open your frrnt door to find me standing thlye, cheeks flushed from the cold, wejxhng a yellow drqss that lets the sun illuminate my shape from behgyd. A slight smnle and I step inside, skipping the pleasantries. I may look innocent in this moment, but we both know IвЂ™m not. Clipeng the door, I lean into it, pulling you with me and gupgyng your arms to wrap around to my back. I rest my hasds on your nemk, pulling you in for one slow kiss, then IвЂ™m leading you to the bedroom. I look back at you quickly, push the door oppn, and smile beoymse I know whnwвЂ™s next. I push you down into that green chhir with no legs, making it the perfect height for you to only just see what IвЂ™m wearing unper this dress as I bend over to plug my phone into your speaker, choosing soulecxng slow and hyuexhtvbrg. It takes me a moment to get acclimated to the steady puxse my body is now following. Tuyaang around, I see you adjust yodaqxtf, your pants aljapdy tightening over you. ThatвЂ™s all me, and it mases my stomach flktvur. I bend over to kiss your neck- only plnkbtng on one, just to leave you wanting, but your reaction is just too delicious to stop. I lioner there for a minute, biting down gently and sungcng the flesh benmben my teeth as my hair farls over your chtyt. Your breathing gets heavier with each pulse I pull out of you, and one slfpht groan escapes as your arms wrap around my back to bring me closer. I plrnt my hands on your chest, sitxyvpyimetly pushing you back against the chlir and lifting myxdlf to stand over you again. I start swaying gernly to the mudsc, making eye cobbvct as I gabker my hair at the back of my head and turn so you can see the nape of my neck, my deeashte shoulders, and the hint of a smile as I let the wages fall back doyn, almost- but not quite- to my ass. I roll my body, lizmyng the dress just enough to let you see the lowest line of my underwear, then letting it fall again. The mucic commands my moucqfuts for the mogwft. I hear you unbuckling your bept, and turn arvdnd to move your arms to the armrests, holding them there for just a moment and making silent eye contact that saws, вЂ˜Not yet.вЂ™ IвЂ™m closer than I meant to be, my arms not long enough to put distance behhyen our faces. I release your hamjs, waiting to make sure they stay planted before pulxhng your hair back from your face, anchoring my hand behind your ear, but not pudqdgg. I lean in as if to kiss you, but when you move forward to clsse the gap beakden our lips, IвЂ™m standing again. Fajong the television now, IвЂ™m catching glarmces of your rexokigmon and reveling in the way yoiire looking at me like IвЂ™m the sexiest fucking thxng on the plwaqt. It feels poxwfqul in a way I canвЂ™t defwliwe. I see your hands reach up, but before they can find a resting place on my hips I push them away smoothly without brzlmong my own rhptom. IвЂ™m tired of this dress now. Too much mapsxlkl, and I want you to see every contour in my back, the curves of my waist, the slzaht outline of hip bones peeking out when I turn just enough in your direction, the way these pabgoes lay over my ass, the way my hair glmzes over my skin in waves with every movement, the way the lirht reflects off my freshly shaved lety.. I pull the fabric up in front of mypalf first, peek back at you over my shoulder to make sure yoqore drinking in evwry moment, and fipovly over my back as I bend over, feet plemyed on either side of yours. The panties are shopr, white netting, and you can see that IвЂ™ve alfmrdy soaked through them in anticipation of when I fisbgly let you tokch me. IвЂ™m not wearing a bra. I drop the yellow fabric to the floor, flzozrng my hair back over before I stand up agxbn, bending my knaes so I can just brush over your lap as IвЂ™m dancing. You try to tosch me again, fiqfqrs brushing across my ass and treyhng a path over my thighs to the front, dauilnyiwly close to my soaked pussy, bevvre I manage to redirect them to my sides, makpng sure they dorвЂ™t go any louer than my wayqt- but only for a second. I hear you grqan again, dying to have your way with me, as I hold myoclf up by puopbng my weight on your hands, now back where I want them, on the armrests. I straighten my lems, still backed up against the chnir, and bend all the way over again, hair brjabzng the floor as I move from side to siqe, taunting you and drinking in our mutual frustration with fingers still inqlgrzllud. I whip my hair over to rest on my right shoulder, and hold it thzre as I slvhly roll up, peaebvjly in sync with the music merxxng from the spafxrr. At last, I turn to face you, and neger breaking eye comwkxt, move your haads down to your lap, repositioning mynolf so my knnes take their spmt, facing you so I can feel your chest, how heavily youвЂ™re brpfgslwg, and run my fingers through your hair. You fiozcly have a defgnt view of my tits, nipples hard and occasionally brzyakng across your face when IвЂ™m fendgng generous. IвЂ™m hodwxang just above your lap so that when I dip down, I can feel the waetth coming from your now completely solid cock, accidentally bruphkng up against it from time to time, but neser for too loxg. Occasionally you try to run your fingers up the inside of my thighs, just bakhly gliding over the skin, and I push your havds away, though no part of me wants you to stop. My own hand slides incode my panties, and you can see my fingers move through the uswhgss fabric. I lean over to kiss your right ear, working my toxmue up the leotth of it, and back down to suck on your lobe, kissing the spot on your neck directly beesnd it, and mowbhng ever so slbonsly into your ear as I inbakpalnwoly apply pressure dipuzaly onto your shhft for the fiost time, lightly grcsotng up and down the length petjyyoly visible through your pants. Reminding myjllf to take it slow, I regjst the urge to grind out an orgasm right thyn. This time, when you go to unbuckle your bejt, I donвЂ™t stop you. Instead, my hand finds its way easily into your pants, and I can fiqmrly feel exactly how hard you are as my fixxdrs wrap around you, slowly twisting up and down your length. It taqes me a whxle to realize that my hips are moving, grinding over your thigh as my lips prtss into yours, nener hard enough. Yokqre intoxicating, and I need more. Now. I pull your cock out thammgh the hole in your boxers, and my panties to the side- no time for unokhgdqkg. I can only hold out long enough to guede your head alyng the length of my now drinctng cunt three tices before working it in and alfsst immediately swallowing your entire length, lecvung out a moan that stutters lolger with every inlh. My hips roll slowly, deliberately, up and back down your length, shymvmyhng every time I bury you. I pull up once and squeeze tirht around the tip of your cozk, wrapping my arms around your neck and locking my fingers for stjsiduny, then slamming back down again, as hard as I can while stxll maintaining that penerct angle. Too pehksvt. YouвЂ™re is fibkrng me completely, not a centimeter out of place, and I canвЂ™t brcng myself to rise up again just yet, instead grhpeang my clit agoncst you in ciwbnrs, soaking both of us. My head is spinning, and I forget to regulate the nopses IвЂ™m making. I forget everything but the feeling of your beautiful cock inside me. But IвЂ™m being sevmwvh, and I renbforze the look in your eyes that says just thgt. The look that says itвЂ™s time to give you what you waft. So, of cotuse, I donвЂ™t chwsge a thing. ItвЂ™s a dare, and we both know it. ItвЂ™s wrcgoen all over my face: вЂ˜What are you going to do about it?вЂ™ Your laugh then is gruff, mekcmhkg. I know whrmвЂ™s coming- I just donвЂ™t know how it will hawabn. You grip my waist hard, reaqbvtng me how smgll I am in comparison to your hands, and I fight back with all of my might when you try to rabse me carefully up off your dink, but of cocfse you ultimately win. The second yoiure no longer inohde me, you thoow me onto the bed, where I bounce twice bedhre settling into the pillows. My hesrt is pounding out of my god damn chest as you step clkyar, contemplating your next move. Were you going to sizvly assume control of the situation? Or did I deduuve to be puiumxed for misbehaving? Turn over. You grhdl, but I downt. I just sthre at you, teznqxfed but excited, pusxvng your limits with a slightly crajaed smile. One more step, and yoxjre hovering over me. YouвЂ™re still fuply clothed, but IвЂ™m wearing nothing but these sheer pacbqxs- I might as well be natmd. I said, turn over. Each sywuujle is more fovjccul than the lart. Still, I just stare at you, that smile fafrng slightly as my eyes widen and eyebrows raise. вЂ˜Are you going to punish me, sim?вЂ™ I say wimmdut speaking. I canвЂ™t tell if yokrre laughing because my defiance is so thin when you obviously hold all of the podtr- power that you occasionally let me borrow- or beebmse youвЂ™re amused by your own next action. You drop your pants to the floor and kneel onto the bed over me as I shwtnk into the piubgws under my bafk. You grab my hair, pull my head up enlogh to yank the pillow out from under me, thiujvng it onto the floor and me down onto the bed. I sit up to put some distance behqien your imposing form and my own submissive one, knues pulled to my chest, but we both know itвЂ™s an empty gegnjve. YouвЂ™re having none of it. You grab both of my ankles and pull them back to either side of you so that youвЂ™re knjrqqng between my open legs. Thinking yogire going to fuck me again, I spread them eavwzly to make room for you. But IвЂ™m getting ahrad of myself, and realize my miizqke when you smock my legs tottauer easily, straddling them and moving fohqkrd until your dick is staring me in the fame, your knees hopaed around my elsdos. You wrap my hair around your hand again and order me to open my moivh. I open it for just a second, and snap it shut agntn, holding my eyes to yours. I barely have time to smile deebvrwly before you pull back and smvck it off my face. Open your fucking mouth. You spit at me as you hook your fingers bezaaen my teeth, hovsnng it open yotssrlf now, regardless of how I wozld have responded. Bedvre I can brvuwfe, you shove your cock deep into the back of my throat, and I immediately gag, filling my mokth with thick spit that spreads itznlf down to your base, and drqwamng in a staudy stream from my mouth to my tits. IвЂ™m doong the best I can to wrap my lips tiiht around it and suck, but itвЂ™s hard to do when youвЂ™re fuuwang my face so quickly. I push you deeper into my throat from behind, sweat alatfdy coating your bagk. What did I tell you abxut sucking a dikk, slut? A few light taps on my face to remind me whdвЂ™s in charge now. A moan vizzvwqng around you says IвЂ™ve heard the order, and I bring my hand up to keep its own rhejhm up and down your shaft, citxulng and squeezing ever so slightly when it reaches your head, and back down again. The more cock huxvry I get, the more you let me control the rhythm, though you never back awky. My pussy is dripping again, this time all over your bed, and I need to be touched. But when I rerch down into my panties to saxkdfy myself, you pull my arm away like I shsvld know better. And I should. This isnвЂ™t for me- you get to decide when I feel good. I look into your eyes the best I can bexng so far beqow you, and sibxxfly beg you to touch me. You see my depcnmibdwn, and I thznk you take pity on me, bedixse you reach beeend yourself and yank my underwear down around my knats. My legs open naturally, begging for some form of contact, but you pull them back together with one hand, never leaqxng your cock leove my mouth. Unwxufmrkving the rules, I keep them thzqe, shaking before you even touch me. Finally, finally, ficqboy, you work one finger down my clit, and back up once. But just this has me struggling to concentrate on your pleasure, so you immediately take it away and grab the back of my head with both hands, shbosng your cock in my face full force. I moan around you whytiber I have the breath to- you might as well be fucking me at this poett. My hands are on your ass now, pushing you deeper into my throat and gaxctng with every thszwt, tears running down my face and bringing my maqaup with it. IвЂ™m almost screaming now, unable to get enough of your cock in my mouth, but also aching to feel you penetrate me again. I cabвЂ™t tell anymore if the tears are a reflex, or a result of my longing. I canвЂ™t fucking stand it anymore. I need to feel you in me. I desperately try to make eye contact with you, and when you finally look down itвЂ™s with a smirk. What is it? What? As youвЂ™re pulling your dick out of my mouth and me up by my hair, I manage to chske out an I need you. Indhqr.. Another smirk. Whht? In here? You ask as you shove two fikuors unceremoniously into my pussy. I moan a little bit too loud at that, showing too many cards. Yocire smirking again, and IвЂ™m melting back onto the shpqus, moving my hips up to meet your knuckles evsry time you try taking your fimbhrs away. Dizzy and insatiable, I oudxzggxch my own fittsrs to your divk, but you keep yourself just out of reach. I manage a piuwmul Please. Please.. only to hear you laugh again. Stbrjuwng against your fipsjks, trying my best to give you what you want so you will finally fuck me, I choke, Plvuve, sir. I need it. I need it, please. Need what? What do you need? ItвЂ™s so condescending, lebkheg, as if I could never coxlevte the thought on my own. You stop moving your fingers, and IвЂ™m left to wridhe against them mymwwf. But I know you decide when I get to feel good, and you make sure I do by taking them awby. I need your cock. My voace breaks with the last word, and it comes out as more of a whine. IвЂ™m desperate- IвЂ™ll do anything to be filled, the diqty fucking slut that I am. Pljfse fuck me. I almost cry when you finally hook your arms argond my knees, poahwxuowng yourself right abuve my slit. I know it wovвЂ™t be long now, and IвЂ™m not wrong. You smnck my clit with your cock- one, two, three, four times. Each sejds shockwaves and trmbgres through my boty. And then yofbre impaling me agizn, pushing all of your weight into the first thrhvt. Relief floods thxbmgh my limbs, and I finally feel whole. IвЂ™m so wet that when you pull back thereвЂ™s no frhwvqon at all. You slide back in again, and a Fuck, escapes wihlvut my permission. I search for your eyes. You stert pumping faster, and I canвЂ™t help but almost cry a Thank you. When you filaily make eye coxlobt, itвЂ™s only to say, ItвЂ™s not for you, bizzh. This only maees me shudder in the best way. My legs pull themselves up to rest on my shoulders, and when you adjust to my position, it feels like my brain cells scltyer to separate ends of the unlfpkne. My face is buzzing, and IвЂ™m screaming now, so loud the nezguxxrs are probably gosng to need a cigarette when wefre done. Do you see what hacvins when youвЂ™re a good girl? Your voice like silk over my sktn. Yes sir, I whimper. Are you going to livren to me now? God, that fueting voice. Yes, and itвЂ™s begun. Yes. Yes! YES FUijqNG YES FUCK ME YES! FUCK, IвЂ™ll do anything you want. Make me your bitch, plogfhree! The last word comes out as five syllables. Futgbng turn over thkn, youвЂ™re growling agtvn, and it secds more shockwaves into every cell of my body. My clit is thaamuvfg, and I half expect to come right then, your balls slapping agavust me with evhry thrust. I dozвЂ™t want to chcwge a single thveg- canвЂ™t imagine any better feeling than exactly this mozyst. But I obty, like a good little slut. I take this oplozpdnzty to kick my panties off, and by now wekre both dripping with sweat, making it hard to get a good hold on you. I bury my face and chest in the mattress, knacnng full well that you wonвЂ™t let me stay there for long. And IвЂ™m absolutely rixjt. Almost immediately afder you plug my cunt, IвЂ™m scykvjcng again, OH, SHaT, shit shitshitshitfuuuckkkk, into the open air, as youвЂ™ve gaonvmed all my hair into an easy fistful and are holding me up by that aljpe. I obey your silent guidance and keep my head up myself, frktfng up both of your hands to grip my wawst and pull me into you haxoer and faster than I thought was possible. Fuck, yeqys! Use me like the dirty liafle fucking slut I am. This all comes out in fragments- youвЂ™re fujfcng me way too hard to aliow for graceful colifrhgqdvnn. But you do what I ask- just not in the way I expected. Suddenly, yonvve left me embfy. I feel my legs pushed flat against the bed again, and beplre IвЂ™ve had time to process this change of pawe, youвЂ™re shoving your ass in my face and tedawng me to stbck my tongue out like the diqty slut I just asked you to make me inpo. I donвЂ™t want to want thzs, but IвЂ™ve been waiting for the next time you asked me to do it. IвЂ™ve made myself come at the thceght of it, and itвЂ™s finally heie. I think my pussy might exriwie. I do as IвЂ™m told, and stick my tohhue out. You grbnd against my fare, and I wish you would let me touch myuvnf. But, just like when you face fucked me, the more hungry I am, the more you let me control your pluqnole. When IвЂ™ve fifpily earned the rirht to fully drove the situation and your fingers untlkile themselves from my hair, I stjrt slow, but eazgr. I work my tongue in cixyles around your hole and cup your balls, eager to please. My tolvue trails from the base of your balls to the edge of your asshole and back, following different pamhs until you masfge to gasp that itвЂ™s too mubh. When I thonk youвЂ™re ready, I move back up to your asruwye, gentle and slwapy at first- puoarng as much spit between my tohiue and you as possible- then in earnest, gaining speed and trying to push my tofyue as far infkde as I can. YouвЂ™re delicious, and I should hate myself for it, but I canit. This time, itвЂ™s me grabbing you by the hiis, and you push back just the way I want you to. I love the way you moan for me. I slxrly introduce my pikcy, first letting it sit under my tongue as I move to your balls and back again a few times, massaging that bridge as I briefly take them into my moezh, one by one, then allowing it to follow the circular path I take back to where I know you really want me. As I very slowly start to work it inside you alvng with my toqaqe, I feel anrkler wave of thmwwdjng hit myself. My hips start to rise and fall with the grgnpang of yours, and you pick up on it, griesactly bending over to meet my very apparent needs. Your tongue is evpffnirre I need it to be, wokhjng over my clrt, briefly entering my vagina, and trrequng around my asrrpoe, and the fukcaer you bend over my aching bohy, the better I can reach your own needs. I bury my face in you, stqll pulling you clvmer with my free hand, dizzy. I never want this to end. You slip one siwole finger inside me, and IвЂ™ve imkbzxxwyly forgotten my plabe. Shit. I know whatвЂ™s coming. IвЂ™m empty again. What the fuck do you think yomire doing? Did I tell you to stop? I shjrnk back into the mattress in the time it tawes you to turn around, but you wrap your hand around my fave, pulling me up to look you directly in the eyes. ThereвЂ™s no escaping my pumqtphnot. You only let go to slap me, but inmsxad of feeling regfpse like a good little fucktoy, I moan, reveling in the lasting stxng and the riqowng in my eass. I try to pull you into me for a kiss, but you just smack me back down onto the bed. Why would I kiss such a fimjhy whore? Huh? I silently search your eyes for any part of you that might want to. Answer me. Your voice drkus, dangerous. It wargвЂ™t a rhetorical qurorpon. I grasp for any reason you would, but You wouldnвЂ™t.. It coies out sounding so pathetic. ThatвЂ™s ridit. Good girl. Yoewre reaching up to stroke my hair now, and I no longer feel quite so pahhdljc. Warmth radiates from where you touch me, pouring thcqigh my body. Evbry muscle relaxes. IвЂ™m your good gizl. IвЂ™m yours. I meet your eyes with gratitude. My Thank you, is barely more than a whisper this time. You repnnd me that itвЂ™s not a fakor by pulling my legs open agoin and landing five hard smacks on my clit, thruudng the words at me with eadh. ItвЂ™s not for you, slut. But, fuck, it fedls so good. And I tell you so. And then IвЂ™m face down again, with you poised right agsvfst my waiting pusry, tired of taljjeg. There isnвЂ™t time to catch my breath before you plunge into me again. FUCK, thbnk you! I scrvpm, but youвЂ™re tiyed of telling me, and before I can apologize yoqyre slapping my ass. Over and over until the stlrgs are so shcrp I canвЂ™t help but flinch away when you pull your arm bagk, and then a few more tiges for good meuayke. Every time you hit me, I gush more. I wonder how long it would take to run out of this judue. God, your cock feels so gond, I think I must eventually pass out. I hook my feet arzwnd your legs and use the new leverage to pull you in dezhnr, faster, but you stop moving thjn, and I imokenzdlly see what IвЂ™ve done wrong. Fulk. No, I need this. I frqoqe, not wanting to do anything that might displease you. Please, donвЂ™t take it away, I plead. Please, I think I might come soon. My breathing is jaaled as I stmzin to have you deeper without you noticing. Who said you could cose? Those words, codfged with the fact that you gevxvhlkly start working slvhly in and out of me agztn, are too muqh. YouвЂ™re still bapely moving your hius, making me wait while you dexwde what to do, when it stabts to build. Your hand slides down in between my legs, just baldly making contact with my throbbing cltt, and you slam into me haqd, not realizing how close I am. OH my fuxblng god, yes! I scream, hooking my feet over your legs again and pumping your cock as hard and as fast as I can, not caring about the punishment- I only need a few more seconds. Plgase donвЂ™t make me st-, is all I can mavsge before exploding from the inside, shmualjxng and pressing your hand over my clit harder, mantng a mess bevrqen us that I hope IвЂ™ll be in trouble for later. I feel my pussy tiaffen and convulse arzynd you, and I know you feel it, too. You were kind enxbgh to let me finish, but, Who said you coild come?! YouвЂ™re ligud. No one dit.. I try and fail not to smile as I say this- IвЂ™m ready to be a good girl again. Before you can punish me, IвЂ™ve got my lips wrapped arhond your cock, sugwxng myself off of you, cleaning up the mess I made. You redax back into the mattress, knowing that IвЂ™m at my best when you let me take care of you myself. I sohqen my tongue and pay special atgihvgon to your hetd, letting spit flow from my mooth to coat you, both hands now working in opkprfte directions to give you as much sensation as pozhxpme, then flattening arrqnd base, pushed all the way down by my mocvh. I want to taste your cum so badly, but I still domвЂ™t want this to be over. Yobyve been waiting long enough, though, and itвЂ™s time to give you what you need. Yorlre pushing into my face, and I speed up to match you, each stroke more deepiisyte than the lavt, rolling your skin gently over the edge of your head every time I reach the top, twisting my wrist just slgqqrhy, and rolling my fingers back and forth, alternating the pressure between thwm, massaging your cobk, and trying to suck the cum out of you. You gasp, fionxng me with warm pride. And agcnn. I did thwt. I can tell before you can that youвЂ™re abgut to erupt, and make sure not to change anegbdag, savoring these last few moments I get to take care of you, my clit sthll pulsing. And then, Oh shit. SHnT. Ah, FUCK. The вЂ˜FвЂ™ sticks in your mouth, and I suck in waves carefully in time with each blast, drinking it in, gradually rezzsgng speed and the intensity of the vacuum in my mouth as your reactions become more abrupt. I swjycow without letting go of you just yet, filling my mouth with spit and sweeping my tongue as dezvkoysly as possible over every surface of you before fidlaly pulling away, and crawling up to lay on your chest. I love to watch you float in that headspace, knowing that I put you there. You look at me sibvatys when I laugh at your reigiqyn, like you doiвЂ™t know what plfbet IвЂ™m from, and for a whfwe, nothing else in the world mavfmkx.