Like I'm .

Even after all he’s put me through, even after I’ve given him everything he wants, he’s still going to make me fucking beg him to fuck me like some **** slut. Well, I guess that makes me a **** slut.

“Josh, I’m begging you, please fuck me with a dildo. Please do it right now instead of tickling me. I swear I want you to do this. Do it now! Please!” I plead.

Hearing my words out loud, it almost sounds like someone else saying these strange words.

Josh grabs a purple dildo from a drawer from his dresser. Why does this guy even have one of these? Is he some kind of perv? Whatever. I close my eyes and wait for it. I’m so wet. It easily slides in. It feels nice and warm. So good. Am I actually enjoying this? My body betrays me. I don't want this. I’m only doing this because I was **** into it! And yet I am conflicted. It disgusts me to admit it, but being fucked by this dildo, it feels so good. Such tingling sensations. How dare he!

I have **** but to surrender to the pleasure as he thrusts the dildo inside me back and forth. Waves of pleasure ripple through my body as Josh fucks me to orgasm. This nerd, who ordinarily would have no chance with a girl like me, just fucked me to an orgasm. Me, Jennifer! I can’t believe it.

But it’s hard to think with a dildo stuffed inside your pussy. The one that I begged this asshole to fuck me with.

I orgasm again, an involuntary spasm of pleasure that contradicts my claim that I don't want this. I’ve lost all control over my situation, over my body, as he brings me more and more pleasure that I cannot resist. I feel the sweat dripping from my face, my nipples tingling, my breasts longing to be fondled, my pussy glistening. It's so.... intense.

JERK!

Eventually, Josh takes the dildo out of my pussy and I'm able to relax my tense muscles. I open my eyes. The clock is still on the dresser ticking down. 15 minutes. But surely Josh has had his fill. He got what he wanted. He got to fuck me.