Imogen needs to get fucked… by you

“Here’s what you need. You need to get fucked,” you say, putting as much stress into that last word as you can. “Fucked by me.”

You don’t give her a chance to respond. You tear your pants down, whipping out your semi, and you stuff it in her face. Imogen’s eyes widen in shock as the head of your cock thrusts straight past her lips and into her hot mouth. It’s instinct that drives her lips into a seal around your member, and she begins to suck your cock with all the **** of a vacuum cleaner.

“Damn that’s good,” you say, watching her bob her head back and forth over the surface of your cock.

If there’s any way to transform a semi into a raging hard on, this is it. In less than a minute your erection peaks in length, the fullness of your cock barely fitting into her face. You feel your cock brushing into her throat, and the way she gags over your cock confirms your facial dominance over her.

But you didn’t come here to get deepthroated. You want this Theta sister’s pussy.

Just as quickly as you shoved your cock down her face, you pull it back, and you slap her ass.

“Fucking hell Alex, that was hot,” Imogen says, her eyes watering slightly from the **** of your treatment. “The way you took charge like that? So good.” She shivers a bit, hugging her shoulders.

“Get on your hands and knees,” you sneer, going along with the moment. “I know exactly how a whore like you is meant to be treated.”

Imogen dutifully follows your word, getting into doggy-style, her fantastic ass sticking up in the air for you. You push her neck down with a hand. Her back forms an inclined plane with the bed. You line yourself up to her waist. Your cock instinctively finds its way to the entrance to her innermost sanctum. Without further warning, you thrust in, your cock spearing into this woman.

Imogen moans, her butt clenching around your cock, and you shiver in delight as you work on burying your full length into her.

“You like that don’t you, you whore,” you say.

“Oh yes, talk dirty to me,” Imogen says, her voice muffled as she moans into the bed.

“You like being called a whore,” you say, giving her ass another hard spank as you rawdog her.

“Fuck, I do,” she moans.

“You know why?” you ask, continuing to pound into her all the while. “It’s simple. It’s because you’re actually a whore. That’s what you’re doing here, opening your legs for me on this bed, just because I bought enough of these tickets. A Theta sister, whoring herself out.”

You smack her ass as she moans.

“Yes, I’m your whore for the night,” Imogen cries out. “Fuck me harder now!”

You don’t need to be told twice. You accelerate, feeling the weight of your body slam into her each time you connect deeper inside of her, your cock a piledriver slamming into her tight cunt. She moans into the bed, her body thrust into the bed by your rough play, ass bright red from the spanking you’ve delivered.

“I don’t even want to see your face,” you growl, bending down close to her ear. “I just need your body. This beautiful ass is all I care about.”

You give it another quick slap, the noise ringing in the room, echoed by Imogen’s scream of delight. Imogen takes your cock with the grace of a nail getting pounded by a hammer. She doesn’t bend or break, she just responds by sinking lower and lower into the bed, crying out with each strike of your steel-hard cock.

“This is what you were built for,” you say, savoring the sensation of being buried balls deep in this woman.

“Yes, use me… use me more,” Imogen says, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her tits are mashed into the bed, her round ass sticking straight up in the air. It’s tempting as it was the first time you feasted your eyes on it.

“Oh, don’t worry, I will,” you say, smacking her ass. “I’ll take all night to use you. I’ve got you just where I want.”

Seeing Imogen reduced to this feels mildly enlightening to you. She’s usually such a bossy bitch, busy being the best at whatever she’s doing, and her transformation into a total sub before your eyes is a complete 180. You don’t mind that. Not in the least. It’s hot, knowing the kind of control that you have over her right now. You get the feeling that you could push her and get rougher with her still. But… this is the first time you’re having sex with her. A line should be drawn somewhere, and outright hurting her feels like it would be too ****.

You instead focus on your own pleasure, continuing to stretch her out with your cock, focusing on quick, deep thrusts that leave your cockhead pulsing. You’ve been aching for release for a while now, the heat of the sex bringing you into that tingling pre-climax state, and everything since has just been a bigger build up. It’s the feeling of a rising wave approaching you, rushing ever closer to the shore.

“Fuck, fuck, Alex, you fill me up so well,” Imogen is moaning.

You’re unrelenting, solely focused on reaching that critical point. Your cock is a machine. It pounds into the Theta sister, over and over. Her walls clench tightly against you. With each second that passes, you’re closer and closer to releasing your load into this babe. Imogen could try to stop you at this point, but it wouldn’t matter. You’re in full command of this quivering body now.

“Your pussy is mine,” you grunt, bottoming out in her one final time.

Then, you cum.

You open up like a water cannon, firing your thick load straight into her pussy. Imogen feels you cumming immediately, her pussy seeming to clamp down on you harder still, and you feel yourself cumming harder. Every second brings with it a fresh wave of your cum.

“Oh God, FUCK, yes Imogen, yes,” you moan, gripping her body tight as you pump your cock into her those final few times, letting her pussy squeeze out every last drop of your seed.

When the bright stabbing joy of the orgasm fades, you’re left in a collapsed heap on the bed. Imogen rolls over to face you, and the two of you look at each other. You’ve got a stupid grin on your face, the reality of the last hour only now starting to sink into you. She smiles too, a pleased just-fucked expression on her face.

“I didn’t know if you had it in you to do that,” she says.

“Of course I had it in me to fuck you,” you laugh. “Half the guys down there put tickets in your jar. They all wanted to fuck you.”

“Half of them act macho but can’t back it up in bed. Trust me, I know,” she smiles. “The other half don’t know when to stop. But you, Alex. You knew just how far to push me.”

“You just wanted to be called a whore,” you smile.

“It’s much less sexy now that it’s over,” she says, giving you a hard look. “You’re a good lay, but don’t you dare tell anyone what happened here tonight. I’ll rain a special kind of hellfire down on you if you do.” The cheerful smile she gives you at the end is going to haunt your memories for some time.

“Whoa, okay,” you say, surprised by her. “I’ll be quiet. You’ve got a reputation to maintain, I got it.”

“You’re a fast learner,” she smiles, sitting up on the bed. “You ever consider going to law school?”

Imogen +20