Two Weeks of Sin

My need was so great that I pulled him up and gripped his waist, hitching my leg up around him. I wanted him inside me, filling me up and easing the growing tingle between my legs.

He responded to my actions with his own, and he placed his hand on my hip and then aimed his cock for my entrance. “I’m going to put you on the wall and the fuck you hard. Do you want that, angel?”

“Yes, please.” My feet left the floor, and suddenly my back was against the wall, and my legs were wrapped around his hips clenching tight to keep from falling even though he had me safe in his arms.

In another moment, he pressed inside me, finding a bit of resistance because his cock was so wide inside my tight walls. But after a moment I relaxed and settled around him as he began to fuck me. “You feel so fucking good on my cock, angel. How do you feel?”

“It’s so good; I want it harder.” I closed my eyes and focused on where he was and how it felt, the intensity increasing as he obliged and rocked his hips in a faster rhythm.

“You like that?”

I could barely speak for the panting, but I wanted him to know how much I loved it. “Yes, fuck me like that.”

“I love hearing you beg like a little slut. I’m going to make you into a wanton whore. You’ll wake up begging for it. Tell me you’ll be a good girl, angel.”

“I’ll be your good girl.” He hitched me up against him and turned me to a different wall, still pumping his cock steadily into my tight channel.

“That’s what I want to hear, Carrie. That you’ll be mine and let me use you any way I see fit.”

Two days ago, the thought of that had terrified me, but now I was well on my way to being his, and I loved it. “I am your good girl.”

“Fuck yes. I’m going to fill you with my cum and claim you, angel. Are you going to let me take this little pussy any way I want to?”

He ground his hips against me as I cried out, another orgasm ripping from me, breaking me apart around him.

“Yes! Oh God, yes,” I screamed.

“That’s right, Carrie. Come all over me.” He gripped my hair and pulled my head back as he kissed my breasts, his mouth closing on my tight nipple and sucking so hard I felt it pinch in my pussy. The tingle was growing painful, but there was enough pleasure that I craved more and more.

I quivered around him and felt the way my pussy tightened to milk him. He moaned as it happened and slowed his pace, giving a curse under his breath each time. “You bad little girl, trying to make me come now. Greedy, greedy.” He laughed and hitched me up, and instead of taking me back to the other wall of the shower, he turned off the water and took me, dripping wet from head to toe, to his bed.

He lay down on top of me, lifted my legs up over his shoulders, and then he drove into me hard. I screamed out, and he covered my mouth, fucking me harder and harder. “You wanted it rough, didn’t you? Tell me how bad you want it.”

He uncovered my mouth, and I tried to speak, but my panting was too far out of control. I felt like I was going to rip in half and die of bliss.

“I want it so bad.” I struggled to get the words out, and he leaned forward, gripping my legs and pushing them up toward me until I folded in half.

Suddenly, his body lurched, and he ground into me, holding still as his cock, which seemed to have a mind of its own, twitched inside me, and the warm tingle of his release poured into me.

“That’s a good girl. I want you to clean this cock for me, now. Suck it nice and slow until it’s hard again.” He lifted me up on my elbows and straddled my chest, aiming his cock for my mouth. “You wanted it this way, Carrie. Remember that.”

I had too. I opened my mouth and took his cock inside. I sucked and licked as he hovered over me. I could taste both of our orgasms on him and found it incredibly sexy.

He really was going to turn me into his greedy little whore.

CHAPTER NINE - CHANCE

Her stamina had improved greatly since the first time, and though I’d wanted to take things slow with her, I couldn’t help but oblige her wishes. She’d asked for it nice and hard, and I was going to give it to her, though I did still find myself holding back. I’d fucked the others so hard they’d begged me to stop and then begged for more all in one breath. As she nursed my cum-soaked cock, sucking it clean from its semihard state, I noticed how much more she was enjoying the pleasure and allowing it to consume her.

Once my cock was clean and throbbing with a full erection, I stood. It was time I showed her another one of my tricks. I reached into the drawer beside by bed and pulled out some padded cuff restraints. Her eyes widened and she licked her lips.

“What are those for?” she asked.

“Did I give you permission to ask questions?” I said.

“No, sir,” she answered.

“Get on all fours,” I commanded.