It starts out easy, with bliss.
She wakes up early, her skin softly sun kissed. Freckles decorate her already picture perfect face, glasses sitting ever so slightly crooked on her nose.
She's always adjusting it as she goes.
He sits at the table, watching her yawn and stretch. Light brown bed hair sitting His head, sweat pants on without a shirt.
The housemate.
She is a tease, and she does not even know it, or maybe she does and just hides it that well.
She wears shorts and a bagging t-shirt.
Reaching up to grab breakfast, her stomach exposed. His eyes watching her every move, every curve and dip of her body.
If looks could kill she would be bent over the table right now, unable to escape.
He shakes the thought.
This is her house too, she can wear whatever she wants. But his dick throbs anyway, demanding to be satisfied. He gulps. She reached back down pulling the cereal with her, then gets the milk.
Fuck
His mind mumbles.
Her ass, holly fuck her ass is just...
He doesn't have the words, but again his dick throbs and is begging to be released.
Without realizing it.
He released a low groan.
"What's wrong" she turns around, asking with a concerned look on her face. As she doesn't know what's she's doing.
His hand slides now his pants adjusting himself.
"Just... a long night"
She sighs, looking back into the fridge.
"There's the milk". She turns around and sits directly in front of him, and her breasts rest on the table, covered by this definitely see through shirt.
He gulps. His dick again begs to be let out.
He groaned again.
This time she is fully aware of what she is doing. The smirk, it always starts with the smirk.
It begins, hard. His cock. Her nipples.
Both clearly visible with this glass table top.
Her face blushes with red, as his balls begin to hurt.
And she knows exactly what she is doing now. Sliding her foot across to his. Her toes touching his legs ever so gently, teasing him without much effort.
She can feel his eyes get darker, as his voice goes low.
"What are you doing". He groans, his erection clearly visible. She giggles and he wants to fuck her right then.
"I'm not doing anything".
And that's it.
It ends, with his hand firmly on her throat.
"Do you want to play with me princess" he grows, hand on her throat squeezing gently, standing up over the table.
He can smell her wetness from there.
She groans, "y-yes".
And now he is the one smirking.
He goes around the table, hand still firming pressed to her neck.
She is inches from his face, her lips graze his.
He licks her face chin to eyebrows. Nibbling on her lip gently.
Groaning in her ear.
"Fuck, you taste sweet my little slut".
And she whimpers, succumbing to his voice. She wants him just as much as he wants her.
And he will have the control.
His hand leaves her neck, pushing her face down on to the table, knocking over her bowl of cereal.
Her breasts are soaked with milk and bits of corn flakes.
"Lick up your mess" he demands her.
"Like the fucking whore you are" he growls into her ear.
And she does exactly what she's told.
Because she is a good girl and she is a fucking whore.
She licks up the milk with her face pressed to the table.
He roughly pulls her shorts down her legs, exposing her ass and pussy to the air.
She groans, feeling her wetness grow and pool inbetween her legs. He slaps her ass hard.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
Three bright red hand prints, stand out on her bare white skin.
"Keep licking my good slut". He growls again.
She can hear him pull his sweat pants down.
She can feel his hard throbbing cock resting on the top of her ass.
He watches her lick the milk up her face pressed into the glass. He wants to ruin her. Torture her. Fuck her so hard that she will never tease him again.
His cock rests on her behind, so he teases her.
"Do you want my cock?" He questions.
She moans.
"I said, do you want my cock?" He growls leaning into her ear.
"Y-yes" she moans, her back arching up presenting her beautiful pussy to him.
"Yes, what?" He grabs on to the back of her neck applying pressure.
"Y-yes daddy" she bites her lip and moans.
He spanks her ass again, hard leaving a stinking in his hand.
"Tell me how badly you want me, my fucking cock sleeve" he groans, positioning himself at her entrance.
She can't control her moans, she wants him inside her, she wants him to ruin her.
"I want you to use me, I want you to ruin me daddy" she begs.
Her voice pathetic.
She cants hold it in as he forces his cock into her. No bracing.
He hold down on her shoulders as he slides in his entire length.
She yells out in pleasure.
As he pulls out.
Just to thrust hard in again.
Slow and hard, 10 times. Filling her up to the brim just to leave her empty again.
"How does my whore like being used" he growls. His hand reaching over her mouth.
Sticking two fingers in.
Before she can even respond.
He slams into her hard, pulling out fast, and slamming his cock into her again.
One hand in her mouth and on hand pressing her hips down.
She moans out in pure ecstasy.
Her pussy is dripping, spread open wide for him.
He fucks her like she is nothing for hours.
She cums every ten minutes, screaming his name, begging him to stop.
She asked for this.
She asked for him to fuck her, to ruin her.
And he will ruin her.
He flips her over, changes her position.
Face fucks her mouth until she doesn't know anything else to do.
She is his.
She is his fucking whore.
And nothing else.
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