Lay back on the bed and ask to be fucked

You feel a disconcerting craving to cram your mouth with Joe's cock, but you're not about to give in to that sort of urge. You feel strangely betrayed by Sue's body and so you decide to give it a little ****. You smile at the stocky locksmith and sit down on the edge of Sue's bed. You part your knees and let the robe fall open, exposing your moist slit.

"Are you going to stand there holding that thing?" the sexy voice that asks the question surprises you once again. You untie the robe and let it slide open, exposing your big, firm tits, hard nipples and the rest of your toned body. You lay back and moan, "Fuck me."

"You got it, babe," says Joe.

You feel suddenly afraid. Will it hurt? Should he put on a condom? These and other questions are pushed out of your mind as Joe steps towards you, fat cock clenched in his fest, and you feel his weight as he lowers a knee to the bed. His shadow falls across your naked body. The room is very quiet and you suddenly regret not turning on music or something. You remember your sister disappearing into her bedroom with boyfriends and blasting her terrible CDs and you suddenly wish Drake was playing on the stereo.

Joe kneels above you, between your legs, his warmth like a blanket over you. He smiles down at you and then leans in, kissing you and sliding one hand to your hip. You feel his cock against your thigh and your legs spread even wider. He's at your entrance now, rubbing against your moist slit and spreading your juices as he strokes himself against your tender petals.

His tongue is invading your mouth, his breath gusting from his nostrils across your face. He holds your hip tightly with one hand as he enters you in a single motion. You gasp and shut your eyes against the surprising pain as the big cock skewers your tender little pussy to the hilt. The sensation of him sliding into your tight slit - feeling every ridge and bump and the pain of being stretched - takes your breath away. Joe pauses and kisses you again, his cum-heavy balls nestled against your ass.

That momentary pause ends and as quickly as it began you are being fucked. Joe is above you, heavy against your pelvis, working his hips as his cock thrusts in and out of your aching pussy. The pain quickly becomes pleasure and you can feel the warm lubrication of your sex leaking down the crack of your ass. Joe leans in and kisses your breasts and sucks on your tantalizing nipples. The feel of his tongue against your nipple sends electric pleasure arcing to your clit.

"Oh god, fuck me," you moan. "Fuck me harder."

"Yeah, sugar, you are tight," grunts the locksmith as he saws his cock into your quivering slit. "You want this cum? You want this big load?"

"What?" you suddenly tense up beneath him as his prick pounds your pussy.

"Oh fuck," he throws his head back and keeps fucking into you. "Fuck here it comes. Oh god I can't take it you little slut."

Fear explodes inside you in the same moment Joe's cock shudders and unleashes a warm gush of sperm deep inside your welcoming womb. With each jerk of his hips he sheaths his cock deep inside you and deposits another hot wave of spunk. His huge load overflows his pistoning prick and oozes down the crack of your ass as he fucks you full of cum. Is Sue even on birth control?

"Oh fuck," he stops thrusting and grins above you, the last involuntary twitches of his dick draining out inside you. "Don't worry sweetheart. I got snipped a few years back."

You're relieved, but angry.

"You bastard," you say and smack your hands against his chest. He rolls off of you, his softening cock sliding out of your cream-crammed cunt with a slurp.

"I love to surprise girls. it makes it hotter." He is breathing heavy as he rolls onto his back beside you. He tries to kiss you, but you turn away. "Alright, sugar, be that way. But I had a good time."

You watch him stand. He uses a pair of Sue's panties to wipe the cum from his dripping dick. He pulls on his underwear and jeans and leaves you alone in Sue's bed, wallowing in a puddle of overflowing juices. You feel gross and a little used, but the feelings aren't entirely bad. There's a certain erotic thrill to both.

To be perfectly honest, you want more.