Fuck her lovely Cunt

Aaron drank in the sight of Keira's body. The curves that rose up to form the generous pillows of her ass, the supple flesh around her hips and the muscles of her back, to her shoulders partially concealed by frazzled strands of cum-stained blonde hair. A yawn escaped him. It was early, and Aaron was still tired, and the allure of Keira's warm body- her flesh kneaded between his fingers, her figure held against him, her shakes and jiggles as he ploughed her- well, that sounded like the perfect way to wake up.

Keira was starting to stir awake. She gently groaned around his cock, and her legs began to twitch as her body slowly shook off the veil of sleep. It was adorable, watching her little movements and hearing the soft sounds she made. Not to mention the vibrations both sent through his hardening dick where it was ensconced past her lips within the embrace of her mouth. But, her awakening was too slow for Aaron's liking. As much as he was enjoying watching the way her ass shook as her legs stretched and relaxed in turn, he would much rather be feeling that ass bouncing in his lap with his dick buried within her.

Delicately, Aaron took his left hand and put it beside Keira's sleeping head. Careful not to wake her yet, he buried his hand amongst the frayed locks of her hair and slowly spun his hand in a spiral, wrapping her hair around his hand. Once he was satisfied he had a fistful of her hair collected around his hand, he slowly balled his hand into a fist. Clutching her hair, he waited a moment to see if he had woken her. He could just about see her eyelids where her face was squished into his groin and the vile mixture of cum, saliva and puke which she slept in, and, though there was a flutter behind her eyelids, they remained closed. Good, Aaron thought, it'll be fun to watch her be woken up this way.

Harshly and savagely, Aaron yanked Keira's hair upwards. Keira's eyes flew open and she screamed as she was painfully torn from her sleep and pulled upwards by her hair so that Aaron was holding her up to his face. Aaron couldn't help but chuckle at the sexy sight.

"Ha, Good Morning, Keira" he said.

Keira struggled to answer. Her cute, round face was scrunched up in agony. Her mouth hung open as short shouts of anguish came forth. Her cringing, blue eyes darted about in terrified confusion. He kept her there, her hair scrunched up in his fist, and admired the messy evidence of what he had done with Keira last night. Her hair, that which wasn't being painfully tugged by his hand, hung in tangled, dirty strands across her pretty face. From her eyes, streaks of dried, ruined mascara traced a path over her rosy cheeks. Around her mouth, her pink lipstick had been roughly smeared. And across her face, from her little round chin to her cute, Grecian nose, over her full cheeks and even her forehead, all was coated in a dried concoction of semen and throatslime. Even bits of vomit clung to her face from where she had slept face first against his groin- cock in mouth- where everything that been had **** out of her gullet through repeated, rough throatfuckings had piled. Aaron loved seeing her so thoroughly ruined like this, almost as much as he enjoyed making her look like this.

Yanking her towards his face had pulled Keira up onto her knees, from where her torso was bent forward over him, which made her gorgeous tits hang down over his own chest. They were huge yet shapely. Even with their size they were perfectly perky like ripened fruit. Each breast was topped by a large, round, red-pink areola and a matching pointed nipple. Each time Keira jerked with the pain of the hair-pulling, it made her hanging tits bounce and shake with the fluidity of water, so soft and pliant was her titflesh.

"Ahh, ahh, G-g m-morning. Ahh, P-please, Aaron, please let go.", Keira seemed to find her voice. Aaron was a little disappointed. Good sluts would moan for more, not beg to stop being used. Everyone knew women existed to be entirely obedient to men's sexual desires. It was expected that women may experience pain while being used, but they are fulfilling their purpose, and so should express joy and pleasure in their service. Keira hadn't seemed to grasp that concept yet. It was what held her back from being a true slut. Other men would probably punish her, but Keira was Aaron's friend, so he could forgive her. Besides, she was still young and new to being a free use slut. Surely, she'd get better soon enough. Didn't mean he wouldn't help her out with some training, though.

"Mmmm, no. You look pretty like this.".

For emphasis, Aaron tightened his grip and tugged her hair some more. Keira cried out in response.

"Did you sleep well?" Aaron asked.

"Y-yes. ah. V-very well." she gasped

"Hmm... have any dreams?" Aaron teased.

"Aaron, eep, p-please. We have to get up, ahh, we've got school."

"We've got time. Did you enjoy last night?"

"Ahh, yes, s-so much" she lied.

"Good. What was your favourite part. I thought you looked really cute when you were **** on my dick."

"Aaron", she pleaded.

Aaron decided to give her an out. He leaned in towards her ear and said, "I want to fuck. We've time before we need to get up, so I want you to use your hand to get me fully hard, then I'll let you go so you can ride me." He leaned back and added, "Got it?"

"Ah, mm-mm, got it." Keira nodded. She didn't waste any time, **** as she was to escape the pain. She lowered her flailing arms, and moved her left-hand towards Aaron's dick. In truth, Keira's suffering and jiggling tits already had Aaron rock hard, he just wanted to torment her for just a few minutes longer.

With her head still being pulled up, Keira was unable to look down at his dick. So, her hand was patting around, searching for his cock. Inadvertently, this led her to trail her hand through the dried puke, cum and throatslime that surrounded his dick. Even with her face screwed up in agony, Keira was still able to make a brief grimace of revulsion that Aaron found very cute but simultaneously perplexing. She was a woman. Puke and semen were all fluids involved when pleasing men. She shouldn't be disgusted by her purpose, it should please her that her degradation brought men pleasure. Hopefully she'll get used to it soon, Aaron thought. Her hand found his dick. Her smooth fingers wrapped around his girth and started moving up and down. Slick from where it had been held inside her wet mouth, Keira quickly jerked him.

Her hand glided up and down his cock as he held her, by the hair, on her knees between his spread legs and pulled down over him. He looked into her eyes as she masturbated him. Her pupils glistened with pained tears that she blinked back, returning his gaze with wordless, anguish pleading to release her.

"Very good Keira. Now tell me what was your favourite?"

"W-what?" she asked, confused.

"Your favourite moment from last night."

"I- I... I don't know, Aaron."

"You must know. Was it maybe when I first pulled your head into my lap, and you tasted my cock. Or maybe when I pushed you onto the bed and took your cunt from behind. Maybe you liked it when I fucked your throat so hard you threw up."

Once more, another grimace crossed Keira face at the mention of the last item listed, but she suppressed it quickly.

"W-when you fucked me, ah... on the bed"

"You like it when I fuck your pussy, don't you. You're such a whore, aren't you. Tell me what a whore you are."

"Ah, I, grh, I'm such a whore."

"Good slut" Aaron commended her affectionately. In truth, her replies had been entirely dispassionate, and not at all alike the mewling replies a skilled slut would give, but Aaron had been distracted. Keira's handjob had another affect. The jerking movements of her arm caused her plump, hanging tits to sway. At first, it was just a little jiggle, but now that Keira's handjob had gathered speed her tits were wildly swaying back and forth like the pendulum of a grandfather clock. So enraptured by the sight was Aaron that he even ceased his yanking of Keira's hair.

Aaron watched her youthful, eighteen-year-old tits like he was watching a hypnotist's pocket watch. He loved how the movement sent ripples through the supple flesh each time they smacked against her chest, how the nipples pointed stiff and erect, and how manipulable they were so that every slightly different motion pushed her tits into a different shape like they were giant, bouncy balls.

"Good slut" Aaron numbly repeated, his thoughts overridden by the hypnosis of Keira's tits combined with the ecstasy her soft hand rubbing up and down his penis gave him. His eyes wandered back up to her face and found her eyes gazing into his. They shared a moment between them, as they looked into each other’s eyes, that Aaron couldn't describe. His eyes glanced down to her puffy lips, and then back into her eyes. Then he decided, I have to get her on my dick.

"Keira, ride me" Aaron commanded, and he let go of her hair.

Keira's hand let go of his penis and she had started to shift herself when Aaron had an idea.

"Wait", he said. She looked back at him in response, searching his face with trepidation to try and see what it was he wanted from her. Looking into her ocean blue eyes, seeing her pink-smeared lips, and feeling the loss of pressure prompted him to command, "First, I want you to get down, look me in the eyes, and lick my dick from base to tip."

A look of panic crossed Keira's features. Her eyes glanced between Aaron, his dick, and the hand she had been using to jerk him off. The hand which was now also covered in the puke-semen-slime mixture that surrounded Aaron's cock.

"What are you waiting for?" Aaron urged, and Keira slowly moved down to resume the position she had been sleeping in.

"Remember, eye contact", Aaron told her, as she slowly, nervously extended her tongue towards the base of his penis. She briefly hesitated, looking at the concoction coating his dick. Then, she steeled herself, brought her beautiful eyes up to look into his, and made contact with her tongue. Aaron took a moment to congratulate himself for his idea, as the result was unbelievable. Those beautiful eyes, slightly teary and submissive, looking up at him as her warm, wet tong glided up from the very base of his penis to the top, scooping up dry slime, puke and semen as it went and leaving a fresh trail of saliva in it's wake. A jolt sparked through Aaron's system as her tongue reached the sensitive glans at the tip of his penis. Never once did Keira break eye contact.

"Good girl!" Aaron commended her with genuine affection. His hand gently petted her head, making sure his friend knew he appreciated her. "Now, climb up, and lets fuck."

Her tits bouncing with each movement, Keira scrambled up and straddled Aaron. Likewise, Aaron sat upwards so that he could hold Keira's body close to him. Close enough to freely knead every part of her body. Taking his dick in his hand, he pointed it upwards where, between her toned thighs, Keira's shaved cunt awaited. Aaron's other hand he sank into Keira's hip. The soft flab of flesh Keira had their was his favourite handhold. In fact, he noted that it was already sorely bruised from last night's fun. Looking up at Keira's dry cum-covered and makeup-ruined face, Aaron said to her: "I want to see these big tits of yours bouncing." And with that, he tugged on Keira's hip and pulled her down onto his lap, and her cunt onto his dick.

The damp folds parted around the head of Aaron's penis as Keira's cunt descended it's length. An electric thrill of satisfaction shot down Aaron's cock and spread throughout his body as his glans pushed past her slick pussy-lips and were enveloped by the soft, pleasing flesh inside her vagina. A whining groan passed from Keira's lips as she pushed herself down, the tight walls of her pussy squeezing around Aaron's dick. Her warm cunt quickly sheathed his entire member. Every inch was soon pleasured by the moist, tender grasp of her vagina, until her pussy lips were wrapped just above the base of Aaron's cock. Keira paused but a moment to adjust, punctuated by a pair of short intakes of shaky breath, before, compelled to quickly obey his sexual commands, Keira began exercising her thick thighs to push her body up and drag her vagina along his rigid member. When she had lifted her hips high enough that only a third of Aaron's shaft still impaled her she then pushed back down. The part of Aaron's penis that had been momentarily left cold was again held tight inside Keira's pussy.

Rather than slowly build-up her tempo after her pussy's first movement around Aaron's cock, Keira immediately set to thrusting her body up and down in motions that took the breath from Aaron's lungs. Her vaginal muscles worked him over, her tight pussy sending shockwaves through him as his glans were squeezed by the cunt pushing up and down around them, her entrance peeling back his foreskin as she descended and pulling up as she rose. Every bounce of Keira's body brought Aaron pleasure as she used her cunt to please him as instructed. Clearly, the way she moved her body in rigid, vertical motions were not intended to bring her pleasure, but that was irrelevant. Keira had been commanded to use her cunt to bring Aaron pleasure and so she must work to please him as he desired. She was a woman, and women existed for the pleasure of men.

Keira had brought one hand up to Aaron's shoulder to steady herself as she bounced in his lap, which allowed Aaron to let go of the flesh at Keira's hip he'd used to guide her and set his hands to exploring her curvy body. While she worked to please him, Aaron snaked both his hands over her back. Leisurely, he admired every bump and curve and indent the outlines of her back muscles made upon her figure. Aaron pulled her close so her body was against his. He wrapped his hands around her and held her close. Keira, hitherto silent but for the quiet, strained breathing her exertions demanded of her, made a slight hitch in her breathing as she was pulled forward, but did not cease her efforts and kept her body bouncing and, most importantly, her cunt fucking. Keira's body felt incredible pressed against his: her big, soft breasts squeezed against his chest, her belly pushed against his, her thighs rubbing against his legs while they laboured to keep her pussy pleasing his cock. Like this, he could feel every little movement her body made. He felt her chest rise and fall as she breathed, every intake of breath pushing her tits further against him. He felt her breath brush against his ear as it was expelled from her mouth. He felt her hips rise and fall and he felt her bountiful arse slamming against his thighs. The best part, however, of holding her close like this, was her warmth. Against the chill morning and the ever daunting thought of another day of school ahead, there was something nice about the heat radiating from her. Her warm flesh being held snug in his embrace was like a comforting quilt that Aaron did not want to leave the cover off. Better than a quilt, Aaron thought. Fucking Keira was infinitely more fun than fucking an empty duvet.

With Keira where Aaron wanted her, once more his hands continued to play with Keira's body. His left hand grasped at her bouncing thigh, his fingers digging hard enough into her skin to leave bruises as he squeezed handfuls of her flesh in his hand. His other hand returned to her back where it roughly pawed and grabbed at any part of her body with enough meat to hold. He felt along her flank and the small of her back up to her shoulder and the back of her neck. At each place he left marks on her skin as he indulged in touching her as he wished. Try as she liked to stay quiet, the cock in her pussy and the rough manhandling was eliciting groans from Keira. Each time she pushed down on his lap, and Aaron's penis hilted inside of her, Keira would breathe out a small, involuntary moan.

Aaron found it adorable.

And sexy.

Adorably Sexy.

Aaron was lost in her delicious body. His mind filled with nothing but the indulgences of flesh. For a few moments, he knew nothing of the world except the delights of the slut working atop him. The embrace as he held her tight. The body that he toyed with as his plaything brought him pleasure through her exertions. Keira was panting loudly now. Aaron craned his head to gaze at her face. Eyes closed, expressions screwed up sexily while she focused on the movements of her hips to bring him pleasure.

Then Aaron noticed something. Keira was not just moving her hips and pussy. Her chest, her shoulders, her back- her whole upper torso moved back and forth. She moved in such a way that it caused her tits, confined as they were against Aaron's chest, to jiggle. She's making her tits bounce, Aaron realised. I told her I wanted to see her tits bounce. She's obeying my off-hand command. A smile spread across Aaron's face. Keira had never refused a command before, of course. Everybody knows women can't disobey a sexual command. But Keira had always been rigid in her submission. She was used as instructed, but she ever did anything more. She never acted slutty, never took the initiative to please a man, never gave her all when being used. Now she's being proactive, _Aaron thought, Keira's learning. My teaching is paying off. She's finally starting to learn to be a good slut._

"Good slut" Aaron affirmed, "Very Good"

Aaron leant back, releasing Keira's tits, and lay down to enjoy the view. Keira's tits sprang free. Like a windsock in a gale, they immediately picked up the motions of her body. Her boobs bounced in every direction. The bags of flesh shook and then rebounded like elastic under tension. Her nipples swayed like a grandfather clock out-of-control. Aaron enjoyed every moment of it. He watched his curvy best friend and favourite set of holes bounce her thighs with every fibre of her being, rolling her hips to massage his cock inside of her, panting and whining loudly as she worked to shake her tits in a divine display of obeisant eroticism that brought him closer and closer to completion.