Forceful (SQL to Sex on a Motorbike)

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I sat on the couch, wearing only a long ass baggy shirt. It had my YouTube logo on it.
"Press X to start."

It was fucking cold.
"JAAAAAACK. JAAAAAACK. JAAAAAACK.""
I almost threw my phone. I accepted the call, and put it up to my ear.
"Hey!"
"Yeah-Um, hi... I need you to pick me up."
"Sure!" I giggle cutely, like a schoolgirl. "Where from, babe?"
"The bar. And please hurry. Love you, baby girl. Hugs and kisses for you when you get here."
"Baiiiii!"
I hang up and jump on my motorbike. I put my headphones in and press play I start singing the words to my playlist.
Kansas- Carry on my wayward son
Bruno Mars- Treasure
Neck Deep- Can't kick up the roots and Gold steps
Eminem- Till I collapse
When Can't kick up the roots' chorus came on, I reached the local bar. I turned my bike off and stuffed the keys in my pocket. I took my helmet off and shook out my beautiful H/C hair. I walked in to see Sean looking away, and Signe secretly licking his glass of whiskey, where he had just sipped.
I walked over to Sean and tapped his shoulder. As our eyes met, I nuzzled his nose with mine.
"Haaayyy baaaabbby! Can we git sum froz'n yohgut, pliz?"
He stumbled and slurred like a madman.
"Sure, Sexy"
I managed to wrestle a helmet onto his head. I lifted his visor and kissed him. We start driving, and we stop off for some frozen yoghurt.
"Baby, I got work real early in the morning, sooo... can we speed it up a little?"
"S' rry, my wittwe butthole"
"What the fuck?" I giggled.

"Yeeeeeaaaaaahhhhhhh..." I yawned. "Morning, Sextoy."
"Shutup, Pinky toe."
"Uhhhh... What?"
"Pinky toe. I'll bang you on every peice of furniture in my house." He groaned
"Clever sonofabitch." I giggled cutely.
We got lost in eachothers eyes.
"I'm... Not gonna lie. I really wanna slap y'er fucking titties around."
"Maybe."

"Oh yeah, I lied about going to work early, I just wanted to get home."
"Wh-Oh.... okay!"
We eventually both got out of bed. I barreled down the stairs. While I was putting the coffee I the machine, Sean came up behind, and pressed his waist on mine and hugged me from behind. Since he towered over me, he bent down and nibbled on my ear.
"Oh fuck you." I moaned.
"Whats wrong?"
"Its 7 in the morning and your tryin'a get me!"
"I'm not. Just lovin you."
I pecked his mouth and took my coffee. As I walked off to the bedroom, I heard Sean say
"Oh fuck, I think I'm obsessed."

I had my third cup of coffee.
"Oh that shit helps."
I was editing Seans' video, and sipping my cup. I got to a part where he was looking into the camera.

And I just stared. I marvelled at his beauty. Then I started thinking.  We hadn't had sex in... months! I realized how much I craved his throbbing, gargantuan member.
"Sean!"
I yelled. He stomped up the stairs. He stepped into the room, and I pushed him up against the wall.
"Daddy... I need you."
I panted. He grinned evily.
"My name is daddy, and daddy only. You do as I say, whore."
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
"Yes. I'm a naughty girl, aren't I?"
He growled and ripped my panties off. I got wetter and more aroused when he called me dirty names.
"Daddy... Daddy please..."
"What, little whore?"
"Ram me. RAM ME TILL I CANT WALK!!" I screamed. We lived in the middle of nowhere in a heavily padded room.
He listened. He rammed me good and hard. Our pelvic regions clashed. I moaned. I started bucking into him.
"Harder, HARDER DADDY!"
This was it we had both reached our high.
"Agh! You slut, cum already!"
We both released at the same time. He groaned loudly and slumped down beside me. I rested my right arm and leg on him. I rested my head in the crook of his neck.
"I love you." Were the last words I remember before falling into a deep after-fuck slumber.

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