I wake up to the smell of Nathan. He smells like his usual cologne, some along the lines of pine. His heartbeat goes steady in my ear, my favourite sound. I realize that I'm actually on top of Nathan. We must have taken a nap.
I sit up on Nathan's lap. I feel something press up against my groin, and I immediately blush. It's my ovulation week, so that area is really sensitive.
Nonetheless, it turns me on. My mind begins to wander as I look at the sleeping boy beneath me. Me and Nathan haven't had sex yet. It's been my fault. I told him I wasn't quite ready yet when we talked about it around a month ago. He was a sweetheart about it and told me he'd wait as long as I needed.
But now, I think I'm ready. Nathan's been great to me. I smile and tap his shoulder. "Nate, wake up, dummy." I watch as something begins to stir. "Come on, wake up."
Nate grunts and opens his eyes. "Waddyawant?" He tries to say while yawning. He looks up at me with a confused face. "I was having a good nap."
I ignore his dumb statement, and I lean down into his ear, grinding my groin into his. "I think I'm ready." I make sure to talk in a seductive voice, trying to make sure he gets the hint.
He doesn't say anything for a moment. I can sense the gears in his brain turning. "Are you sure?" He asks quietly.
"Yes, Nathan. I'm sure." I run my fingers through his hair and kiss his ear.
"You're absolutely sure? I don't want you to do this and regret it." He moves my head so I'm looking him in the eyes, his hand on my cheek.
"Yes, Nathan. I'm putting all my trust in you. Fuck me already, you idiot." A moment of tension hangs in the air. His eyes try and read me.
Eventually, he seems to come to a conclusion. He slaps my face and smiles,
"Don't you dare fucking talk to me like that." He moves his hand up to my throat, slowly maneuvering himself upwards and over me.
His words turn me on like never before. I didn't even know I liked being talked to like that. I feel his hand grip my throat. "I-I'm sorry." I struggle to talk through his iron grip.
He pushes me down onto the couch, putting himself over my body. I feel his hands grab my waist as he moves down into my ear. "This is all a show. Remember I love you, okay?"
"Y-Yeah, I love you too." He leans down and kisses me, putting his hand around my throat again. His grip makes me moan into his mouth.
"Mmm... You like that, huh? Say it, you fucking slut." He tightens his grip and slaps my face.
"I... I like w-when you treat me like that." I manage to squeak out. His grip softens.
"Good girl." His hands move to the hem of my shirt, and he lifts it off me. He then works on my bra, slipping it off, too. He kneels over me on the couch, looking down at my topless body.
He grabs my breasts, massaging and squeezing them in his hands. I moan softly as he brushes against my nipples. He grins at my reaction, and he leans down, putting his mouth on one of my nipples. He softly kisses and sucks. It feels terrific.
"Mfff... That feels so good." I squeak out in between moans. He moves his hands down to my waist, holding it tightly. He kisses my chest, moving up to my collarbone and then my neck. The feeling of his tongue makes me so fucking wet.
He steps off the couch and looks down at me. "Stand the fuck up." He orders me. I obey quickly. He looks me up and down. "Pants and panties. Off." I nod and strip down until I'm completely nude. "Good girl."
He puts his hand on my head and forces me down onto my knees. He unties his joggers and slips them down enough for his long member to spill out.
His dick is six or so inches in length. He's rock-hard. I look up at him to see what's next. I already know, but I want him to order me around.
"Do you know what to do? Now's your time to impress me, bitch." He grabs a fistful of my hair and guides me towards his penis.
I nod and smile at him. "Yes, daddy." I spit on his dick and stroke it with my hand. I put my hands on his hips, and I slip his member into my mouth. I move my head back and forth, only taking a couple of inches. I rub him with my tongue, working my way up to take more.
"Fuck... That feels good. Keep going, show me what you can do, you slutty bitch." I nod with his dick in my mouth, and I take him deeper. I move it in and out, letting his penis hit my throat.
I close my eyes and focus on my job. I manage to keep myself from gagging as I take Nate all the way. He groans from the pleasure I give him. I look up at him, staring him in the eyes.
He grabs my hair again. "Stop." He smiles at me. "Good girl. Maybe I'll go easier on you." He forces me up to my feet, grabbing my jaw.
He drags me into the kitchen, towards the counter. I can feel how excited he is. I am, too. I can't wait for him to fuck me.
He bends me over the kitchen counter, my tits pressed up against the marble surface. He slaps my ass, and I moan. I feel his dick press up against my sopping-wet pussy. I feel him spit on my ass.
He rubs his dick against my pussy lips. He's teasing me, wanting me to beg for it. He slaps my ass again.
"F-Fuck me already!" He slaps the back of my head and pulls my hair.
"The fuck did I say?" He slaps me again. "What the fuck did I say?"
I love when he hits me like that. "N-Not to talk to you like that." I breathe heavily. "P-Please forgive me, daddy."
He leans down behind me, into my ear. "That was your one fucking chance. Am I understood?"
"I understand, d-daddy. I promise it won't happen again."
"Good." His voice is sultry. I can tell he's ready.
I feel his dick press against my pussy. His hands grip my ass as he presses himself inside slowly. I feel him stretch me out as every inch of him moves inside me. I let out a moan.
He moves himself in and out, making sure I can feel every inch of him. He's taking it slow, probably to make sure I'm okay with it. I love him for that.
He takes my arms and holds them behind my back. His dick hits right against my womb, over and over again. It feels so fucking good like he is kissing every nerve.
"H-Harder... F-Fuck me harder, daddy." He doesn't hesitate. Nathan immediately takes it to 100. He slams himself inside of me. His dick forcing my pussy to stretch around him as he uses me like a slut. I moan with every thrust.
"That feel good baby? Tell me how you feel. Use your words." He spits in my hair and slaps my ass.
"Your d-dick feels so good... Just like that, daddy. You fuck me so g-good," I moan as I finish talking.
"Yeah, baby? You're taking it like such a good girl. Are you my little slut?" He thrusts into me harder, making me moan uncontrollably.
"I'm your little slut, fuck me like it... oh f-fuck.." I can barely think it feels that good.
"That's what I fucking thought."
He quickens his pace. He leans down, pressing his chest against my back. I feel him breathe and groan in my ear.
"You wanna cum with me, baby?" He kisses my neck as he fucks me from behind.
"Y-yeah. P-Please let me cum with you. I'm so fucking close. Cum inside me, baby. I'll take a P-plan B."
The prospect of creampieing me excites him. He picks up his pace, slamming himself into me faster and faster, his balls slapping my pussy.
I feel myself getting closer and closer, ready to jump off the edge. "C-Come on, p-please please, please!" My eyes roll back into my head as I get closer.
Then, it happens. I feel myself start to cum. My pussy contracts around Nate's member as he begins to cum too. His hot sticky cum lathers my insides. I moan loudly into the kitchen counter, and Nate groans into my ear.
He slides his dick out. Cum drips from my pussy onto my legs and floor. We stay there, catching our breaths.
We just fucked.
