"Shock And Awww".
He wasn’t a man given to being easily shocked, but
still…
She was pissing on him and he couldn’t quite
believe it. He felt the warmth on his chin and chest and it took his breath
away. He leant back, allowed her cascade to splash over him, mingling with the
water from the shower. He’d never experienced this before, had never wanted
this, but it had a strangely gratifying effect.
“You filthy cunt,” He panted the words, “filthy
fucking bitch!”
For a moment she was scared that she had over
stepped the mark, that this final act of degradation she’d placed on him had
spoiled things.
But only for a moment.
He rose quickly to his feet, his hands on her
backside immediately, and forced her against the wall as he crushed her lips
with his.
She felt his cock against her and she shrieked a
giggle as he lifted her off her feet, pressing her into the corner. His bone
hard cock penetrated her quickly and easily as she wrapped her legs around him
and held him tightly.
He bit her ear, not so hard as to be unpleasant
but hard enough to hurt. Her eyes widened as he began to fuck her, to use her
for his own selfish gratification.
Selfish though his intentions were, she shared in
the gratification, cumming almost immediately and sinking her teeth into his
shoulder.
The pain he felt from her teeth on his flesh only
served to spur his passion. He fucked her harder than he’d ever fucked her
before. Harder than he’d ever fucked before.
Her arms stretched out, her palms flat on the
tiles and bracing herself as the water that rained down on them began to go
cold. His cock felt bigger than it had ever felt, the pleasure it was forcing
upon her almost painful.
Then, suddenly, he was out of her. His fingers
closed around her throat as he stood back, bending slightly and biting her
quivering breast as his other hand pawed at her wet cunt. She pretended to resist.
He dragged her roughly from the shower and into
the other room, throwing her to her knees in front of the log burner. Before
she could do or say a word he pushed her onto all fours, his arm snaking around
and beneath her tummy, lifting her slightly and taking the weight from her
knees as he pounded himself into her from behind.
He knelt upright and placed a hand on each of her
hips, controlling her movements and forcing her to push back and meet each
powerful thrust of his own hips. He hurt her and she loved it.
He took a handful of her hair, pulling her head
back, and spanked her as he fucked her. Then, he was ready.
As he slid himself quickly out of her tightness he
pushed her over. She lay there, exhausted, as he stood snarling down at her and
finishing himself off, shooting his load onto her face, into her hair, all
over her heaving breasts.
Dropping to one knee by her side he leaned in for
a kiss, his hand stroking her tummy. She nibbled his lip and smiled, then
murmured softly…
“Get off me, you dirty bastard. You fucking
stink.”
“Awww fuck,” He laughed, "there’s no more hot
water.”
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