A stop on the way

This isn’t how Rowan wanted me to talk to her, but every woman is different, I tell myself. This is what Bailey said she wants. “Now, little slut,” I growl, “you’re going to take me to your room and I’m going to use your bed to fuck you like a cheap whore. You understand that?”

“Yes, Sir!” Bailey says breathlessly, her eyes focusing on me. She slides off the island, turns toward the doorway, and purrs, “Follow me, Sir!”

I let her get about a step before I grab her ass with both hands. Bailey giggles but keeps walking. We turn into a hallway and I’m seized by a powerful desire to put her up against the wall, grope her, and maybe fuck her. I know I told her to take me to her room, but . . . I didn’t say I wouldn’t do anything else first.

Bailey’s reaching for the doorknob when I grab her, turn her, and push her back into the wall. I thrust two fingers into her cunt and find her G-spot, then put my thumb on her clit. I bend my head and kiss her possessively, giving her plenty of tongue. It’s not long at all before she cums screaming into my mouth, her body writhing and flailing against the wall. I break off the kiss to watch her.

“Oh, Sir,” Bailey breathes when she can speak again, “are you going to fuck me out here in the hallway where anyone can see? Only depraved little cockwhores do that.”

I lift her up and hold her against the wall, judging her height; she throws her arms around my neck in a tight embrace. “Then I guess I’ll have to make you my depraved little cockwhore,” I growl.

Bailey pulls her legs up and wraps them around my waist. “Yes please, Sir,” she moans excitedly. “Make me your depraved little cockwhore. Fuck me like a shameless cumslut. Use me as your naughty little fuckdoll. Show my needy kitty who owns her now. Own my tight cunt—make her your personal cumdump. Take me, Sir, please take me like the slut I am . . .”

I lower Bailey onto my rod; she moans my name and tightens her grip with her legs. I grab hold of her, pin her against the wall with my chest and start jackhammering her into the plaster. “Is that what you want? You want to be fucked into the fucking wall like a helpless sex ****? You like imagining your parents coming home to find a Bailey-shaped dent in the fucking wall?”

“Yes!” Bailey screams. “Fuck me, Sir! Fuck, YES!” She buries her head in my shoulder and screams as a titanic climax shakes her to her bones. Her tight young cunt goes into such powerful convulsions around my dick that I couldn’t hold back if I tried, and I cum with a roar, sending rocket after rocket of cream into her molten depths.

I pull out as soon as I can and let Bailey down to stand shakily on the floor; our combined cum runs slowly down her legs. She reaches down to collect it and pops it in her mouth. “Mmmmm,” she purrs. “We taste good together.”