Coming back home

I came back home to find Megan on the phone. The only thing she was wearing was her bathrobe and it covered her wet body, telling me she'd only recently gotten up.

"Yeah I was home... No no, just a late night..." She flashed a smile at me. "Alright, I gotta go Jenny... Bye."

"Who was that?" I asked as Megan put the phone down.

"Just someone from college."

"You were a naughty girl last night, weren't you?"

"Yeah."

"Even got a tattoo."

"I know." Her eyes drifted to the floor.

"I wanna see it."

"O-okay."

Slowly, Megan removed the robe, flaunting her naked body. Without hesitation, she turns around, flaunting the set of lipstick forever tattooed on her plump rump. I walked up behind her and put my hands on her shoulders. "It's very sexy."

"Thank you Sir." She said.

"You know, a certain someone told me that only certain girls get that tattoo."

"W-who told you that?"

"Anastasia."

"When did you see her?"

"I called her." I said as I pressed my crotch against her ass. "She told me just how naughty you were, slut."

"I'm sorry Sir."

"Are you?"

I slapped one of her breasts, causing her to wince.

"Because I think this really who you are, isn't it?"

"No Sir."

In response, I slap her other breast. "Don't fucking lie to me. I don't want you to pretend anymore. I want you to embrace the slut that you are."

"Yes Sir."

Next, I slid a hand down her belly and towards her pussy. "Now we're gonna make up for lost time, seeing as you were out last night being a whore."

"Yes Sir. I'll make it up to yo-" She then winced once more as I touched her little slit.

"I'm gonna make you nice and fucking wet." I snarled as I rubbed her clit.

A smile filled her face. "Ohhh... thank you Sir."

Megan purred with pleasure as I continued to toy with her sensitive nub, my cock growing hard against her ass. I couldn't help but think of how good it'll be to bend my little slut over and start fucking her brains out. Still, I wanted to drive her to a point of madness. To make her suffer like I was last night whilst I was stuck at work.

Leaning into her ear, I ask "Do you want my cock?"

"Yes Sir."

"Beg for it."

"Please Sir. Give me your cock."

"Louder."

"Ugh... please Sir. Give me your cock."

"Are you getting close?"

Megan nodded. "Yes Sir."

"Do you deserve to cum?"

"Please Sir... Please let me cum."

I stopped playing with her sex immediately, before spanking her ass. "I didn't ask you to beg."

"S-sorry Sir." She muttered.

"I can't hear you."

"Sorry Sir."

"You know I'm starting to think you're taking my dick for granted, especially with all the women at the club."

My hands then shifted from her body to my belt buckle. I quickly pull it down and instinctively she went down to her knees. In response, I turn around. Megan took the hint and spread my cheeks before she began rimming me. As I let out a pleasured groan, I imagined how much better it'd be if Anastasia was in front of me right now, giving me that manic head game she just demonstrated earlier that day.

Still, Megan stroked me off, which wasn't too much of a consolation prize, especially when I'm moments away from being balls deep in her cunt once more. Due to my previous escapade, I knew I had a bit of endurance before I'd cum again, so I could let Megan lick my asshole for a bit longer than usual. With a grin, I moan in pleasure as if to milk every second.

"Ohh fuck yeah... That pussy wet for me slut?"

"Yes Sir."

"Bend over the fucking table then."

Ever agreeable, Megan headed over to the table and assume the position I had demanded. I decided to make her wait and remove all my clothes before getting behind her. There, I slap my shaft against her plump rump before finally sinking inside of her. By the time I was finally fucking her, she was absolutely gushing down there, so it made it easy for me to ram my entire length inside of her craving cunt.

"AGH!" She gasped as I gripped her hair.

"Yeah, take that dick you ass-licking whore."

I started to piston her at a relentless pace. With every thrust, I chip at her innocent facade. Megan was a slut, through and through, and the tattoo that I was staring at told me so. Soon enough, I'm fucking her fast enough to make the table underneath shake. I then squeeze on one of her breasts. wishing they were more solid, like Anastasia's silicon beauties.

As I thought about fucking Anastasia, Megan screamed like a banshee. She might lack that manic coke-head energy, but she made up for it by being easy to boss around. I made sure to spank both of her asscheeks bright red, considering she had been such a naughty slut last night. Anyone at the club was going to see that she'd been spanked hard, and in turn, I hoped they'd be willing to do the same.

It wasn't long before Megan was shuddering in anticipation of a big orgasm. When she finally hit her peak, I continued ramming her cunt until I hit mine. When it eventually did come, I flooded her tight pussy with my seed before pulling out and slapping her ass.

"That's a good little slut."

"Th-thank you Sir." Is all she could managed as I walked off.