missjaded4c's Blog

You asked me over for dinner and after much debate I decided to take you up on it. I dressed up for the first impression, wanting to make the most of it. When I got there I knocked nervously and you opened the door. I walked in and heard you close then bolt the door sending a shiver of apprehension down my spine. Maybe I shouldn't have come, wait I'm just being silly. I looked around when I felt you come up behind me and wrap your arms around me.

This wasn't what I signed up for, we didn't know each other enough to go there yet. I giggled to relieve the tension and brushed your arms away, walking away a bit. Idle conversation, that was the ticket. So I started up a conversation about your day when I felt you more insistently hold me close. You whispered in my ear what a little tease I was when your hand snaked beneath my dress. I struggled in your grasp but you were too strong. Hooking your finger in the band of my thong you snapped it and forced me to bend over the couch. You admired the tanned globes of my ass before spitting on the exposed flesh of your shaft. I didn't even hear the zipper come down when I felt you nudge then thrust deeply into me causing me to grunt.

I couldn't help the way my body responded, every ripple and vein on your cock causing my tender nerves to spark to life. I wanted it yet I didn't, the steady deep pounding driving me against the couch. You told me how you fantasized about doing this every night we talked. How you wanted to pinch and tug on my nippples, fuck my tight snug pussy until I creamed all over you, and fill my cunt with every drop of your seed. You wanted to use me until I was too sore to move, to stretch my pussy to custom fit your thick hard dick.

Slowly I started to respond, relaxing and then whimpering, begging you silently to do all you claimed you wanted to. Your palms reached for my tits, forcing them to spill out of my bra and dress. You slammed your cock deep and hard with a final grunt as you came. I could feel the hot splash of your cum soaking my abused quim. This time I heard the zipper as you put yourself away. Shame and pleasure flushed my features. I guess tonight I was your slut after all.