“You taste sweet, baby girl. Now, I’m sure you’re ready.” With that, the large male positions himself at the apex of my thighs. “How bad do you want it?” he whispers, those blue eyes glowing as he looks at me. He rubs the head of his cock against my dripping entrance, and I gush hotly again, digging my nails into his skin.
“Please,” is the only word I can manage through clenched teeth.
With a knowing smile, Tate ever-so-slowly eases himself inside of me. He’s huge, and I toss my head back, my eyes fluttering closed as I’m stretched.
“Unnnh,” I cry out. “Oh fuck.”
“Just a little more,” he croons. “You can do it, sweetheart.”
Finally, he’s buried to the hilt and I open my eyes. Holy shit, the sight is dirty. His balls are pressed against my pussy and Tate’s looming above me, that bronzed chest bare. Then, slowly at first, but with increasing fervor, he begins to fuck in and out.
I would say “making love,” but the fact is this is about as far from making love as you can get. This is a heavy-duty, no holds barred drill, and I love it. I spread my legs as far as possible and beg for him to pound my pussy harder.
“More!” I scream, squelching again. “Oh Daddy, please more!”
There’s a harsh flush on his high cheekbones and he responds to my command. Soon, he’s pummeling my cunt with that huge, beautiful rod, and my channel’s squeezing him tight.
“Fuck,” I grunt. I’m not usually prone to swearing during sex, but it feels so good, so right, that I can’t help but choose a profanity. I feel gloriously split in two by his member, like a slut enjoying a giant horse cock. My wetness is dripping onto the rug, and we’re definitely both slick with sweat now. Can you dry clean a bearskin rug? I think in a daze. But then Tate interrupts my stupor.
“Look at me, sweetheart,” he commands, and I do. Our gazes are locked on each other, but instead of bringing me to a finish, he pulls out.
“I want to try something else,” he says in a rasp.
I stare at him, panting heavily.
“Such as?”
He grins.
“Have you done this before, sweetheart?” he asks while reaching forward to rub my asshole with his fingers. The tight pink ring clenches tight as I stare at him in shock.
“What?” I squeak. “Now? Well yes, but I mean …”
Quick as lightning, he drops his head and kisses me there, before circling the taut pucker with his tongue.
“I just want to know if girls living on the streets are good at taking it from behind,” he rasps. “I want to know if your butt stays tight when you’re living the hard life.”
Oh my god, this is so offensive! I should smack him across the face because is he somehow implying that homeless girls are sluts just because we have nowhere to sleep? But instead of raging at him, I rock back, pulling my knees up beside my ears so that my anus is on full display, and wink at him with my brown button.
“Then try it, Daddy,” I purr. “This is all yours.”
Tate’s on me immediately. He spits on his palm and lubes up his member again, although it’s already glistening from my pussy fluids. Then, he nudges my back hole with that enormous rod and pushes a bit. I cry out, my head tilting back.
“You okay?” he rasps. “I’ll take it slow, I promise.”
But I don’t want it slow. I want it rough and hard, and I merely pull my knees up even higher, exposing more of my rosebud.
“Push in all the way, Daddy,” I pant. “I need it.”
With that, Tate slides deep into my asshole and we both groan at the intense sensation. I feel like he’s splitting me apart, but in a good way, and unbidden, my pussy begins to gush again, fluids leaking down to trickle over where we’re joined.
“That’s my girl,” he rasps. “You’re loving it, aren’t you?”
Then he begins a steady rhythm in my bottom, in and out, and I moan deliriously. I’ve never been into back door much, but somehow, this man brings out the dirty girl inside and I need it. I rock with him as much as I can, taking him deep into my inner recesses.
“Yes, yes, yes,” I pant. “Just like that.”
Suddenly, lightening seizes me and I scream aloud. Hot tremors dart through my frame as both my pussy and ass convulse in rapid ecstasy.
“Oh Tate!” I scream. “Unnnnh!”
He follows me into the sparkling oblivion.
“Fuck,” he grunts as his cock jerks inside my rectum, hot splashes of seed dousing my back channel. “Holy shit!”
He pumps non-stop for what feels like hours, his seed so copious that it seeps out from where we’re joined. I cry out again and again, my butt squeezing him for more, milking him for every last drop possible. Finally, the alpha male collapses on me, breathing hard into my ear.