Fuck Shar’s brains out

I realize Shar has taken control, and is using it to try to put Alyssa in her place. Suddenly, I have a powerful desire to turn the tables on Shar. With as little warning as I can manage, I wrap my arms around her and roll us hard over into the space Alyssa just vacated. I end up on top of her with her legs somewhat up (and a very surprised expression on her face), and I decide to try something I’ve seen in porn. I grab her knees and pull them up to her chest, then lie on them. I reach under them and grip her tits tightly, then shift myself up her body a little. As I shift, I drive deep with my cock; Shar gasps and her eyes roll back in her head. I pinch her nipples and squeeze her tits, and then start pounding her with my hips, slamming my cock into her cunt like a battering ram. The bed creaks loudly, and in almost no time Shar is moaning loudly to match it, tossing her head from side to side. “You’re all woman?” I ask. “Then you can take a fucking like a real woman.”

I pick up speed, fucking her as hard and fast as I can manage. The bed bounces and sings as I hammer her into the mattress, and Shar moans like a madwoman. I catch motion out of the corner of my eye; I peek over to see Alyssa sitting near the bed, eyes wide, furiously fingering her pussy. “Do you like that?” I gasp. “Do you like being fucked hard by a big fucking cock? Do you like having your pussy pounded like a cockslut? You want it harder, don’t you? Tell me you want it harder.”

“Harder,” she gasps. “Fuck me harder.”

“Say please. Beg me for my cock.”

“Please, baby,” she begs, desire filling her voice. “Please fuck me harder. Please pound me harder with your big fucking cock.”

“Get ready, because here I cum.” I do pick up the pace, slamming her harder with each thrust, roughly squeezing her tits as I do. My cock is a piledriver gone wild, trying to hammer her clean through the mattress to the floor. Her eyes roll up in her head and her hands scratch my back, and she flexes to meet my thrusts as best as she can.

“Fuck me, baby,” she moans. “Fuck me harder! Fuck me like I’ve never been fucked before. Fuck me deeper than I’ve ever been fucked. So fucking deep—your cock is so fucking deep! I’ve never been stuffed so full. Don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t fucking stop—make me cum all over your cock. Make me cum for you, baby. I’m all woman, baby, fuck me like a woman! Give me a real fucking—I can take it. Make me cum! I’m so close, so fucking close, so fucking ready to blow!”

“I’m cumming,” I grunt back. “Get ready, ’cause I’m cumming deep in your fucking cunt! I’m gonna fill you up with my cum. I’m cumming!” I erupt, blasting rope after rope of cum deep into her gaping womb. As Shar feels me burst, painting her cunt walls white, her eyes roll back and her entire body goes into spasm; she makes that strange, strangled noise in her throat as she detonates around me, clamping down startlingly hard on my prick. I bury myself to the hilt in her molten explosion, loving the feel of her roiling around me and the way it milks every last drop of cum from my shaft.

Still lying on the backs of her thighs, I look down at Shar. “Did you like that?” I ask. “Do you like knowing you’ve been fucked?”

She looks back at me with a new respect in her eyes and nods solemnly; then she looks over at Alyssa, who’s just coming off her own climax. “You said he was inexperienced; but he has a hell of a fucktool, and he just knows what to do with it.” Alyssa nods, eyes still wide. Shar continues, “I haven’t been taken and fucked like that in a long time. I’ve missed it.” She looks back at me again. “That’s not what you’re planning to do with your clients, though, right?”

I pull out of her and sit back on my heels, looking down at the pussy I’ve just pounded. “The deal is, I go down on them and don’t ask for anything else. Alyssa is going to make sure I know when it isn’t safe to let a girl push it further even if she wants to—boyfriend, for instance. Otherwise, if a girl wants more and there’s no reason not to give it to her, that’s her call; if she doesn’t, that’s her call, too.”

“OK.” Shar nods. “Like I said, you can use this house and this room starting as soon as you want. Let me know when you need to schedule it; I’ll figure out how we need to handle the reservations.” She grins. “This is going to be fun.”