Our day has been spent outdoors. As we emerge from the shade of the trees to our waiting car, I feel the sexual tension as heavy as the humidity in the air. Without warning, I am pushed against the hot car as he roughly pulls my cutoff jeans shorts down. With one forearm across my shoulders, he begins caressing my ass with his free hand. He doesn't speak, and I know I'm expected to keep quiet. The first slap on my ass is sudden and causes me to gasp.
"Mmmm..." I can actually FEEL him smiling his approval.
More caressing...followed by another slap on the other cheek. I press my face and arms harder into the hot car while his fingers begin to explore deep between my legs. I know I'm wet. As soon as he touched me, I felt the wetness forming. God he turns me on!
Then, we hear a car. Dammit. He stops abruptly and walks towards the driver's seat, leaving me to correct my disheveled appearance. As I get in the passenger's side, he tells me to slide my shorts to my ankles. He makes me come 3 times on the way to his house. As we pull into the driveway, he offers his pussy-soaked hand to me to clean though I'm already bordering on incoherence from the intensity of the orgasms.
He's out of the car now, busying himself with his gear in the trunk. I actually think we're done for the day and have pulled my shorts back on and am preparing to help him out. Before I even realize what's happening, I'm turned quickly and pushed face down into the trunk. His hand is between my legs, rubbing the rough denim against my hypersensitive clit until I'm pushing back against him, begging to be fucked.
"Don't move."
Okay. I hold my breath.
I feel the blade as he trails it up my inner thigh. Chills run down my spine and my knees get weak. He pulls the fabric away from my pussy just enough to insert the blade and cut the seam of my shorts in two. When I am fully exposed to him, he slides the blade gently along my slit then presses the flat side against me. I fucking love that feeling!
The knife is discarded as he shoves his cock into my soaked pussy. It's all a blur now as he fucks me so hard I can feel my feet leaving the ground. When I have come more than I thought possible, he pulls his cock from me, turns me around so I'm sitting on the trunk edge, then pulls my legs up and starts fucking me again. He hasn't been this rough in so long, and I'm loving every minute.
When he replaces his cock with his fingers, the look in his eyes is completely primal. Fuck! I can feel my heartrate increase...I know he wants to hurt me. More fingers are inserted into my well-used cunt until he's fisting me. It hurts so fucking bad, but I hold his gaze and feel myself give everything to him.
My final orgasm builds as he stretches my pussy to its limits. His tongue is roughly exploring my mouth as I cling to him.
"You're my whore."
yessssssssss...
"You wanna come, don't you, whore?"
yessssssssss...
"Beg for it. Beg me to make you come with my fist in your pussy."
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaassssssssse make me come.
"Tell me you love it."
Ohhhhhhhhh Gooooooooooooooddddddddd...I fucking looooooooooovvvvvvvvvvvvvveeee it!!!
"Come NOW!"
The orgasm crashes over me so hard that I scream and black out for a minute. As I come to, he's kissing me lightly and smiling that smile of his that makes my pussy tingle. He wipes his hand on my leg, pulls me up, and leads me into the house.
"My turn..."
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