The Passionate Fuck

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I walked across the interstate to Garreth's mattress. He was a G who let me crash inside his mattress, it was thin, but so was I despite my thick, creamy thighs, and voluptuous FF cup boobies. I started to slither in...

"BOB WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN GARRETH'S MATTRESS?" I scream, despite my throat hurting from screaming so much.

Bob looked me up and down like I was a ripe, plump, juicy, yellow, savorous banana, "Waiting for you, you fucking slut. You know that you're a fuckin' slut, don't you Y/N?"

I gulped, quite obviously turned on like a television, "OMG BOB IM A FUCKING VIRGIN. YOU KNOW THIS."

"Well, I want to crawl into you and pop that delicious, juicy, tender, ripe, blood red cherry. I'm going to grab you by the pussy and gently kiss your lips, but not the ones on your face, sweetheart. I'm going to fucking destroy you until you can't even sit without thinking about your master. I'm going to scramble your eggs with my master schlong," Bob whispered into my ear like he was only just asking about the weather. However, if he did ask about the weather I'd say it was very hot, but not dry like the Sahara Desert.

"Okay daddy," he threw himself at me and flung the both of us to the mattress. Our lips latched together like a newborn baby to their mother's teet. Our tongues battled for dominance. Bob's right hand slithered down to my left buttock and firmly grasped it. I thought his tight grip would take it right off. His hand worked its way back up to my hair and yanked the shit out of it. A fragment of my skull bone actually came off with the force of it all. I must have lost a whole chunk of hair, but I didn't mind. Bob was so gentle and kind. It was then, he tried to unhook my brassiere, but couldn't get it off. It really killed the vibe, but it was recovered quickly when he said,

"Damn girl. I just wanna park my big mac truck right in your little garage."

"This garage is all yours, daddy." I bit my lip seductively.

It was then Bob pulled a whip out of his asshole and hit me across the tits with it. He tied a noose with it, (he was experienced due to his suicidal tendencies as a preteen) and wrapped it around my throat. I gasped violently for air. It reminded me of when I nearly drowned in the kiddy pool when I was 2.

"Did I say you could talk? You little slut." He pulled the noose tighter.

I shook my head, startled yet turned on by what he could do.

"Fucking answer me you little slut or I'll fucking destroy you."

"Ye-yes dAHHHHHHH," I moaned, surprised by his sudden thrusts.  He groaned in my ear spurring on my moans and he went faster. He was going so fucking fast and was hitting that delicious spot inside of me that made me feel giddy. It made my pussy stutter like a third grader with a speech impediment. I was about to cum when I felt his dick throb and I threw my fingers down to help bring me closer to the edge of the cliff so fucking close and...

"AGHHHHH!" we both came violently and I realized I still couldn't breathe. He grabbed the noose and pulled it tighter making the w0rld turn black.

I heard him mutter, "Thanks for the great fuck princess, but I can't let anyone else have you." He kissed my brow and I took my last breath.

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hey guys thanks for reading my smut!!! lmk about any errors lol. have a good day :)

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