Going all the way

Laying on my back on his bed I gradually recovered as his hands explored my body. Fondling my breasts, pinching my nipples, stroking my stomach, teasing my clit. Before long my body was on fire. Seeing that I was ready he situated himself between my legs, pulling them apart to reveal everything to him. He stroked the head of his dick along my slit, but instead of penetrating me he rubbed the underside of his cock against my slit, nestling it in my pussy lips, coating it in my juices. An inpatient whine escaped my lips. Looking me straight in the eyes raised his eyebrows in mock confusion.

"It you're going to do it, then do it!" I said, more harshly than I had intended.

"I'm not in the habit of fucking anyone if they don't want it," he said innocently. "I want to hear you say it."

"I want it," I responded weakly.

"Not good enough," he taunted me. "I want you to admit that I was correct about you."

"You were right, I was wrong," I said desperately.

"Tell me what you are, and what you want," he said, steel in his voice.

It was aggravating. It was humiliating. Yet I couldn't deny him.

"I'm a slut," I heard myself say. "I tried to convince myself that I was a strong independent woman, but I was wrong. I needed a strong man like you to teach me who I really was." Once I started the words came pouring out. I vocalized every dark suspicion I had ever had about myself. My face burned with embarrassment, but as I talked I became more and more turned on. "You were correct about me. I'm just a slut. All you had to do was show me your cock and I became your plaything. You made me your personal cocksucker. You made me your slut." It felt strangely liberating to say it out loud, like a burden had been lifted.

"Say it."

"Please fuck me," I pleaded, meaning every word.

"Good slut." I could feel a shiver through my body as he said it.

Having gotten what he wanted from me he pushed his tip against my opening. He was so big, so thick. I couldn't quite make myself believe that I could take him, but to my amazement he slid easily in. Slowly, but unyielding, his cock penetrated me. Instead of the pain I had expected, I felt unimaginably filled. My pussy clenched him so tightly I was afraid I might hurt him. His hands gripping my hips, he gave the final push and filled me completely. In doing so he **** from me a loud moan. He was so big! I could feel him deeper than I had ever felt something before. Neither Jamie nor any dildo had been were Brandon was right now.

"You like my cock?" He gave me that smug smile of his as he said it. I should be infuriating, but right now he had earned the right to that smug smile.

"Yes!" I answered, my voice a high pitched whine.

"Am I bigger than your boyfriend?"

"Much bigger!"

Lying to him didn't even occur to me. I was totally focused on the burning heat within me.

I'll show you that I fuck better as well," he said as he pulled back and started moving with a steady rhythm. I had barely managed to keep it together with him inside me, now I lost control completely.

"Fuck!" I screamed. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" It was too much. The size, the heat, the feeling of emptiness as he pulled back, immediately filled as he thrust back in. I was gripping the bed sheet with each hand, arching my back, moaning uncontrollably.

"Fuck, you got a tight cunt," Brandon groaned. He didn't even look slightly taxed.

Upping his tempo slightly proved to much for me. Eyes closed, head thrown back, I shuddered as I came hard on his cock. Not giving me a moments rest he continued fucking me, sending waves of pleasure through my body.

"I waited so long for this," he whispered hoarsely. "I knew that first night you chewed me out that I had to fuck you. Make you submit to me."

"Sorry for being a bitch," I said without thinking. "Please, use me as an apology." Submitting to him felt natural.

Hooking my legs in his arms, he leaned over me and started pounding me in earnest. With my legs spread completely and my ass lifted off the sheets, he penetrated even deeper. My innermost parts violated by his massive dick. The thought sent another orgasm shuddering through me. He started groaning with each thrust, he was about to come.

"On the pill?" he grunted.

"Yes!" I moaned. I probably would have agreed to anything he said in that moment.

"Correct answer!" he said as he came with a final thrust. Hips quivering, he pumped me full of his cum.

Releasing my legs, he still lay on top of me with his cock inside me. Our eyes met, and the situation suddenly felt way too intimate. Strange that this was the point that felt too far. A smile appeared on his face that seemed way too earnest. I could feel my cheeks blushing.

"This was the best fuck you've ever had."

It was a statement, not a question. I didn't argue with him.

"Doesn't this feel better than lying to yourself all the time?"

Suddenly bashful, I looked away. I wanted to flee, but it was impossible laying under him still impaled by his cock.

"When you're back in that classroom you just remember who you truly are," he whispered in my ear. "Not a strong independent woman. Just a slut. My slut."

Something broke in me. The last walls of resistance crumbled. I could feel tears running down my cheeks.

"Please stop," I whispered, barely audible. "You won. You proved your point. You broke me. You fucked me into submission."

He stroked my cheeks almost tenderly, wiping my tears away.

"Just remember that. Tomorrow when this just feels like a stupid mistake, remember who you are."

I nodded, still not looking him in the eyes. Gripping my hair he turned my head to face him, and suddenly he was kissing me. His tongue was aggressively exploring my mouth. Without thinking I kissed him back, lost myself in it. Our tongues danced and battled for supremacy. The fire in my belly lit up again. Weirdly after all we had done, this was our first kiss. I had expected him to fuck me a second time, instead he broke the kiss and lifted himself off me. His dick slid out, leaving behind an emptiness yearning to be filled again. Taking my hand, he pulled me to my feet.

"Come, let's see how your friend is doing."