He plunges in

Dean thrust his cock into me deep and hard. I was so wet that there was no resistance at all. I felt the head of his cock slam into my cervix. One of Dean’s favorite things about taking me from behind was how easily he could explore my depths. When he was rough with me at this angle, it usually left me feeling bruised deep inside, but I loved it when he made me sore. It would remind me hours later of our lovemaking again, and it was often enough to turn me on all over again. I let out a tiny whimper, which only emboldened him.

Dean’s fingers dug into my hips so hard that it started to hurt. I knew I’d also be feeling this tomorrow, but I just didn’t care. I pushed my ass back into him, and I felt my insides stretch to try to accommodate the whole length of him.

“Oh fuck” I moaned, head still lying on the counter. This really excited Dean, and I felt his cock tense inside me, pushing harder into every wall.

Dean slowly backed out of me until only his head was still inside. I hated the feeling of going from completely full to almost empty. I wished I could stand there for hours fully bent over, with him bottomed out inside of me. But at least the friction of him against my inner walls was also pleasurable.

My pussy yearned for him to be deep inside me again. But not a moment later, my heart jumped as I felt his fingers dig even deeper. I knew another thrust was coming. He dove into me deeper and harder than the first time. I let out and gasp. Another wave of pleasure radiated from my pussy through my whole body.

“So you’re my free use slut, for the whole day?” Dean said.

“Oh fuck, yes baby..." I moaned out. Wishing this feeling could last forever.

“Does that mean whenever, wherever, and whatever I want?” He said. Before I responded, he slid out to the head again and railed his raging cock back inside me a third time.

“Yes, baby, anything you want!” I said in ecstasy.

“How about as many times as I want?” He said, pumping into me a fourth and fifth time. This was the one concern that gave me pause when I was still considering this present. Dean had the ability to cum and stay hard. He’d once orgasmed 4-5 times in a row without getting soft. And he could have continued if I hadn’t gotten too sore.

It was very possible that by the end of the day I wouldn’t be able to touch my pussy for weeks. But today isn’t about me, it’s about Dean and making up for the slump in our lovemaking schedule. I knew that this was what I signed up for.

“Yes, baby, use me as many times as you want. Treat me like I’m a fuckdoll. Wreck my holes, please.” I begged him. I knew saying it that way would allow his mind to let loose and stop worrying about me.

Immediately, I felt a shift in him. Some beast inside him he normally kept chained up, was released. He started ramming into me from behind, aggressively. Something about the idea that he didn’t have to worry about my pleasure or pain had transformed him into a wild animal.

Then I felt him lean forward and run his fingers in my hair. He grabbed a handful close to the roots and pulled back. I lifted my head, arching my back. It felt like he was completely in control, and I was at his mercy.

I arched my back even further and shuddered. Dean’s cock was now hitting my G-spot with every thrust. I was already close.

“Baby, you’re gonna make me cum on your cock.”

“Good,” he said, “I want to feel your pussy tighten around my cock while I use you.”

“Oh fuck, I’m cumming”. That had sent me over the edge, and I started to orgasm hard. He kept railing me the entire time, which felt intensified the moment. My mouth hung open, and I moaned from the pleasure flooding my body. My eyes rolled back. This was the most intense orgasm I’d had in months. Dean furiously pumped his cock in me, and I could tell he was getting close. My legs were shaking, but despite how badly I needed a break, I pushed back into him, taking him deep every time.

He pushed two steps forward. Now my stomach was lying on the counter, and my head returned to the surface as well. My hips were bent over the edge with my thighs pressing into the cabinet doors. My feet dangled above the floor since I was too short to reach now.

Dean let go of my hair and put both his hands on my hips again. He railed me over and over, getting faster and faster. He was right on the edge. Finally, he bottomed out inside me, and I felt the pulse of his cock as he released his load inside me. We both paused for a moment, panting, and glistening in sweat