Boss
It’s all a matter of balls…
She just needs to sit there. In trousers. The shirt and tie open, sitting back. The skin between her breasts exposed just enough.
All his stuff. Again.
She just looks at him as he kneels on the bed.
Naked.
He’s hard.
Achingly hard.
He wants to grip that cock and start stroking. Although that’s not what all he wants to do with it.
“No.” she says to him again.
Her eyes roam over his nude body. Staring at that raging hard cock between his legs.
“You want to, don’t you?” she asks. “You want to fuck me with that thing.”
“Yes.”
“No.” she says again. “You do not have consent.”
He stares at her hungrily.
“You don’t even have consent to touch it.” she says casually then lets her legs open in very male way. Her hand drops between her open legs close to the trouser crotch.
“You couldn’t stop me.” he says.
“I can.” she tells him. “One word. No.”
He swallows.
Slowly she sits up and leans forward. “See. One word was all it took.” she smiled. “What would you do with it?”
“You know.” he simply says
“Tell me.” she says back.
“I’d pull those pants off you.” he says.
She says nothing.
“Rip that shirt open,” he continues. Spread those legs wide open and stick this inside you. All the way to balls.”
She just raised an eyes and pursed her lips.
“Fuck you just the way you like it.”
“And what way is that?” she asks him.
“Hard. Deep. I’m going to pound that pussy like a jackhammer.”
“Yeah?” she nods.
“Hell, yeah.” he smiles, feeling his cock twitch. “And you will cum all over it. As soon as I slam it in there.”
She sat back again, her hand lying right on her crotch now. Her breathing is hastening. “Soon as you slam it in?” she smiles.
“It’s probably wet right now.” he tells her. “And I mean fucking dripping wet. Slut-wet!”
She stifled a laugh.
“You won’t be laughing when I make you clean that sweet pussy juice from my cock and balls with you tongue.” he says and narrows his eyes, leering at her. “All before I fuck that pretty mouth…”
“That all you going to do?” she asks. The voice is saying it plainly but there is a hunger in the eyes. The sexual animal is straining. He can see it.
“No.” he says. “I’m going to take one of those vibrators of yours and shove it in all the way up your ass. Then turn it up to maximum. And pound that pussy good with that buzzing in your ass.”
She’s biting on her bottom lip now. “Still don’t have consent.” she says with a smile finally.
“Those pretty lips might be saying that,” he tells her with knowing look. “But those eyes?” He shrugs. “Those eyes are not saying no consent.”
Her eyes drop down to his still raging hard-on. “What are they saying?” she asks.
“No.” he says. “Put up or shut up time. Fuck me or fuck off.”
He nodded to the bedroom door. “Option 1.”
“And option 2?” she asks.
He gives her a slight smile and, with his right middle finger, strokes his cock in an upward motion. “Crawl onto this bed and show me what that pretty mouth is also good for…”
She slowly stands up and undoes the trousers. He watches her take something from the pocket then slide both them and the panties off together. “Just so you know,” she tells him crawling onto the bed still in the shirt and tie. “There is only one boss in here tonight.”
With that she shoved him onto his back. Then gripped his cock and mounted him with one easy movement. She lifts her head as she sinks down on his cock, letting him feel how fucking wet she is. Slut-wet, she thought with a smile. She looks down at him as he throbs deep inside her. “Which leaves one slut.” she points out. “Or whore?” She drops the single cash note onto his. “Ten dollars should be enough, right?” she grins, squeezing his cock with her pussy walls.
He throws the ten dollars off the bed and bucks her, rolling them both over and pinning her arms onto the bed over her head. Still inside her she looks deep into her teasing eyes. She grins and wraps her bare legs around his waist, locking her ankles behind him. All the time she squeezes and teases his shaft with her pussy.
“Bitch.” he breaths.
“Slut.” she tells him and gasps as he suddenly slams his length deep into her. “Fuuuuck!” she grins.
“That a ten dollar slut, bitch?” he grins, grinding into her slowly.
“Maybe worth twelve…” she tells him and kicks, rolling him over onto his back and pinning him to the bed. She starts grinding her hips down, riding him slowly. “Down, boy.” she warns him, releasing his arms and sitting back. She puts her hands on her hips as continues to circle those hips and grinds down on the cock buried inside her. He pants hard, gripping the bedclothes as his own hip begin to buck. He cries out and she grins, feeling the warm, thick semen flooding her pussy….
She keeps him inside her as she leans over him. She smiled and kissed him gently. “What was that about cumming as soon as you slammed it in?” she tells him.
“Bitch…” he sighs.
“Boss bitch,” she smiles and kisses his nose. “Now get hard again or I’m going to want change from that ten spot I gave you…”
END
