Bend over for him

I quickly stand up and bend over the couch, just like he ordered me to do. I stick my ass out as much as I can and make sure to shake it to tempt him. But, he's still sitting there, smiling cockily. He knows exactly what he's doing, and it's working. I want to be fucked now.

"Please..." I start. "Please fuck me. I want it so fucking bad..." I beg, hoping it's enough. And it is.

He gets up from the couch and walks behind me. I get more and more excited with each step he takes. Then, he grabs my ass and spreads my cheeks, and slides his cock into my pussy slowly. I let out a soft, long moan as he slides into me, each inch making me moan louder.

"Feel good, slut?" he asks, slowly moving in and out of me.

I moan back a yes in response, and I arch my back more, wanting to please him more and more.

"Good girl." he says, moaning as he thrusts. "Good fucking girl."

He starts thrusting faster, and he grabs onto my hips for leverage. Every time he slams into me, I feel a wave of pleasure rush through me. I can't get over how good it feels, it's like his dick was made for me.

"Oh fuck! John, it's so fucking good..." I say, barely able to talk because of how much I'm moaning. "You're so fucking big! You keep hitting all... the... right... places..." I say as my voice trails off because of the pleasure.

"I'm guessing that husband of yours could never make you feel this way." he says, slamming into me even harder.

"Fuck no..." I moan out. "He's not as big or as good as you are..." I say, grabbing onto the couch cushion tightly.

"Just hit me up if you wanna be fucked by a real man again." he tells me.

I start thinking about how we'll keep doing this, and I get even more turned on.

"I-I'll leave my number when we're done." I say.

"Fuck yes." he says, thrusting even faster.

He then slaps my ass, hard. I can feel it shake from the impact when he does it too. If my husband ever did that, I'd scream at him and make him sleep on the couch. But with John, I fucking love it. He's the only one who gets to do something like that to me. I want him to use my body however he wants. I deserve to be spanked for being such a bad wife.

"More!" I scream. "Punish me! I've been bad!" I moan out, turning my head back to look at him.

He spanks me even harder this time, turning me on even more.

"Who owns this ass?" he asks me.

"You! You own my entire fucking body!" I moan loudly.

He starts spanking me again and again, and I'm sure my ass is a dark shade of red right now. And I fucking love it.

"I love watching that ass of yours shake each time I spank it." he tells me.

"And I love being spanked." I shoot back, smiling at him.

He then grabs a handful of my hair and pulls back. No one has ever done that to me before... and it feels fucking amazing. Being used by him just feels so right, and everything he does makes me feel amazing. Feeling his big dick slide in and out of me while he's pulling on my hair like the slut I am... it's just too much. I can feel myself getting close to cumming again, which I'm sure he can tell with how loud I'm moaning.

"OH FUCK!" I scream out. "John! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum again!!!" I moan out. "Please don't stop! Keep slamming that huge fucking dick into me! Please please please please please!!!" I say, moaning loudly.

I feel myself tighten around his cock, and the pleasure rushes through my entire body, making me feel like I'm in fucking heaven. I scream his name out as loud as I can, and I feel as if I've lost control of my entire body. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I finish cumming. I collapse onto the couch panting heavily.

John laughs at this, and he's still rock hard, and I know just how I want to finish him off.