Good Pet

Even without it being all the way in, I already feel pleasantly and anxiously full. Again, while these sensations might be considered “uncomfortable” to some, they are the exact opposite to me. Where some people might just be pushing for them to go away, I’m wishing for more. I’m hungering for more aches in my stomach and more fullness in my pussy.

Like I have a switch at the end of my clit labeled “kinky, bad girl,” the deeper Tommy goes inside my pussy, the more I start talking to him, begging him to go in all the way. To do it faster and harder, not worrying about me and being gentle enough.

Which is exactly what I’m doing now. “Don’t be gentle with me, Tommy,” I growl, “I’m your pet, not your baby. Not your little underling. Be rougher with me. This isn’t your first rodeo. Ride me hard. Make me pay for it, Tommy! Go to town on my lusty, hot-ass! Really ride me!”

“Yes, pet,” pants Tommy, as he plunges himself the rest of the way in me. As he does, I feel my pussy clamp. The electric sensation travels in two directions. Out into my stomach, and back toward Tommy’s balls, which are now right on my clit.

I gasp under the sensation of being filled so abruptly and swiftly but endure it. I savor it. I did ask for it, after all. And I’m glad I did. I now feel completely stuffed and stretched, and I love every sore, aching moment of it. It’s just like I dreamed it would be, but better. Tommy’s cock is unbelievably warm and hard.

We stay like this for what feels like a really long moment, as if we’re both breathless with the fullness and completeness of this union. But the moment is broken when Tommy gives my ass a sudden slap and then another. Something I love way too much.

He grunts as he starts to fuck me, mumbling things under his breath. I have no idea exactly what he’s saying, but I can get the gist of it. But only because he slipping some words in there like “bad girl,” and “paid for my clothes,” and “all my food.” After that though, I don’t know, and I don’t care what he is saying as I’m enjoying getting my ass slapped and pussy fucked, which is happening simultaneously now.

It happens in the blink of an eye, without me even really noticing. It’s just that, suddenly, the spanking I’m getting has a thrusting, back-and-forth motion to it as well. The muscles inside and outside my pussy clench up with this realization, doing nothing but sucking Tommy in deeper and further, even as he pulls in and out.

He forces out a hot, excited breath of air, and gives me another slap. One hand this time, not two. The other, he uses to grab me by the hip. To pump me into him, at the same time jamming his cock into me. His rhythm becomes faster and harder than it was before, and I whimper and sigh with pleasure.

I don’t even know what sound I’m making really. It’s just coming out of me and into the leather armrest of the couch, where I have my face currently smashed, with my ass high up in the air, getting ravaged by Tommy.

He continues to talk dirty to me. It’s still in a scolding manner, but now it’s sultrier. Sexier and enticing, whereas before, it was gruffer. Mean, but not quite nasty. As these words spill over like rivers of warm, lusty water, I feel my own pleasure growing. My orgasm is going to come soon.

Even so, my pussy is stiffening. It is throbbing under the sweet, torturous flames of pleasure Tommy is stoking in my pussy and core, and which are radiating out through my body like sunspots or gravity wells of happy, somersaulting tightness. Under all this, Tommy picks up his pace more and more. Before his pace was quick enough to jiggle my ass cheeks around. My belly and hips around as well, but now he’s actually pounding me. Slamming into my ass with his balls and hips as fast and hard as he can, punctuating each slap of his thighs, with a slap of his hand to the crest on my cheeks — whatever part of my butt he doesn’t feel is getting quite enough attention, or is red enough yet.

Under his new quicker assault, I’m quickly finding myself climbing toward a new precipice. A new horizon of floating, dizzying satisfaction. With it all, I can barely breathe. Barely suck in a breath without feeling my ass and stomach muscles quiver and tighten, threatening to evacuate Tommy, as well as other fluids.

Even as I began to push and jolt against him, Tommy stays his course, continuing to murmur naughty, sweet nothings to me as he drills me as hard and fast as his cock will let him. As these faster, more brutal penetrations happen, I feel my pussy muscles constrict and expand. They shudder and shake, and I cry out under them. At first intermittently, and then over and over, like I’m being electrocuted.