Something more thrilling than sex

Nick was on his second beer, when MJ opened the door with only a towel wrapped around her body.

Her wet hair slicked back behind her; water still dripping from it. Wet her sleek, shiny hair nearly reached her toned ass.

Her eyes were locked on the man sitting in the chair, sipping a cheap frat beer, a brilliant, sunny, mouth smile on her face. Nick couldn’t decide if her legs or bare shoulders turned him on more as he twirled his finger and she spun around.

“Seduce me, my little Red slut.”

A click seemed to sound in MJ’s head as she went into full seductress mode. Her hand reaching up to the knot in the towel and letting it drop to the floor as she turned her body so her ass faced Nick. Hands over her breasts, she put on her best shy face and looked over her shoulder at Nick.

“How can Red best seduce Sir? Does Sir prefer Red’s ass?” MJ said as she bent over, slightly to the side, letting her beautiful perky heart shaped ass staring back at Nick. After a pause, she put a hand to her mouth and giggled.

“Would Sir prefer Red’s tits?” MJ stood and faced Nick, hand’s covering her flaming red pussy.

“Perhaps, Sir would like Red’s red pussy?” MJ moved her hands to her hips, her wet matted pussy hair on full display.

“Or, maybe Sir would prefer it all?” MJ said as she strutted over to Nick. Her breasts thrust forward, legs taking long strides full of confidence as if she were on the runway. Her hand reached out to Nick as it got close and lightly touched his neck before she walked around him, her index finger scrapping lightly on his double chin and leaned over to hug him from behind, her tits pressing into the fat folds in his neck, her pink tongue reaching between her succulent lips to slowly lick his hairy earlobe.

“Does Sir want Peter’s wife’s to put Sir’s giant prick in Red’s small tight pussy? Does Sir want Red to fuck Sir like Red has never fucked Peter? Does Sir want Red to scream Sir’s name as Red’s pussy is pounded and Sir gives Red orgasm after orgasm? Does Sir want to shoot Sir’s cum deep inside Red and try and get Red pregnant?” MJ sensuously purred into his ear in between nibbles.

Reaching down she slid a hand inside Nick’s robe and began to caress his flabby chest, running her long fingernails across his chest to tweak his nipple.

Nick took a sip of beer as his cock twitched imagining shooting globs of sperm deep into MJ’s red twat before he answered, “That depends is Red a good girl, or are you a bad little girl Red?”

MJ answered by shifting her body to the side swinging her long leg around his belly, so her bare foot rested on his robe covered cock for a second her calf rubbing his gut. After the pause she continued her momentum and stretched over him showing her nude red bush before she sat on his lap the fleshy outer folds of her cunt trying to wrap his growing cock like hotdog buns. Her arms still hugging his neck. Her tits now resting on the sides of his face.

“Sir, turn on some music and Red will be Sir’s bad girl, Sir’s nasty little red slut.” MJ said as she grabbed his face and gave him a long slow lick from jowl to earlobe. Breaking away, “Red wants to have Sir’s giant prick inside Red’s tight little married cunt again.”

Nick could feel the massive flesh warmth on his face, the heat from her pussy pulling his cock to full mast. His jowls jiggling more than the fat firm mounds to the sides as she began to slowly glide her folds up and down the outline of his steel pole.

Still Nick didn’t like it completely, he didn’t like looking up at her and her being in control. He knew it was needed, what he ordered, but it still irked him. He needed her to give herself to him, he needed to cede control and let her seduce him until he was buried deep within her, then he needed to take physical dominance back. And he would.

Ordering his tablet to start his slut mix, the bass began to pour through the rooms speakers as MJ pulled away from Nick, her hot breath lingering on his neck.

Mary Jane lifted her hands above her head letting her body begin to sway her hips undulating back and forth hypnotically, hard stomach in front of Nick’s sweaty face. Nick lifted his hands and slid them up MJ’s outer thigh to cup her round buttocks before tightening his grip and pulling her closer until she was dancing with his right thigh between her spread legs.

MJ maintained her slow swaying letting her hands drop down and cup her breasts as she bent forward and let them hang in front of Nick’s beady eyes. Nick licked his lips as he caressed her ass, slowly rubbing the bottom of her ass cheeks before sending a loud but relatively painless slap to both sides. Grasping both cheeks this time, he slid his hands down to her thighs, squeezing her pliant thigh flesh.

Slowly, MJ sunk down so her pussy was rubbing against Nick’s exposed thigh as her tits swayed with her body against his sunken chest. Her lust filled eyes stared into his. “Which hole does Sir want first, Red’s mouth?” MJ hummed as she licked her lips.

Lifting her leg, she pirouetted and dropped her body. Her neck against Nick’s half exposed cock and balls. Her elbows draped over Nick’s knees grabbing his wrists as she guided his hands to her front to cup her easily accessible chest. “No, Sir had that.”

MJ’s drying hair was splayed across Nick’s fat belly as she swayingly worked her way up his body until her ass was pressing on his cock. Her arms moving from his thighs to reach up and behind his neck molding her body to his, her mouth kissed his cheek lightly before coming to his ear.

“Red’s ass?” Elicited a growl deep from Nick’s chest which reverberated through MJ. “Sir likes that idea,” giggled MJ before she began to suck his neck leaving her own marking on him.

Her index finger sent chills down his spine and blood to his cock as it drew a line around his neck up to his chin before MJ stuck her lips to his and kissed him, thrusting her tongue into his mouth, only to have it pushed back into hers. Again losing any true battle for dominance. This wasn’t a loving kiss, or a passion filled on. This was pure lust.

Nick didn’t even feel MJ shift her body around until she was fully straddling him, her left hand again stroking his prick in between them. As she pulled away her right hand reached to join her left to begin masturbating him with long corkscrew motions. “Or maybe Sir wants to put Sir’s baby batter in Red’s womb.”