Bill punishes Morgan for her teasing and slutty behavior! You can't do anything but watch!

Bill walked over to the bed. Morgan got up and began to leave. "Get away from me!" She seethed. Bill grabbed her hips as she tried to move past him. She struggled in his grasp. He easily held her.

He kissed her neck, "I've waited a long time for this Morgan, and its time we got to know each other better!"

Morgan managed to elbow him, and momentarily her let her loose. She fell forward, until she was on the floor, on her hands and knees. She began to crawl away. "LEAVE ME ALONE!" She cried out.

You could see the look in Bill’s eyes. It was pure lust. He had wanted your girlfriend for his own since he met her. He wasn’t going to let her go. He quickly unbuckled his jeans and let them fall to the floor. He pulled down his black boxer-briefs and his cock came out. Your eyes went wide at its size and girth. You weren’t the only surprised one. Morgan’s eyes bulged. She was in utter fear. She clammered away, but he caught her waist. You had seen Bill’s cock in the gym, and throughout your years of friendship. It looked massive now. Nine-inches and very thick. You didin’t remember it like that. What had he done?

Morgan was shrieking as she clawed at the floor to get away. It only helped Bill, as he reached under her skirt and almost ripped her panties clean off. He pulled them down to her knees. “Please don’t Bill! PLEASE!” Bill didn’t care less, he just positioned his cock at her entrance. He pushed his tip in from behind her. “Yeeeaaaaarrrrgggggg!” She cried, her face contorting. You wanted to help her, but didn’t know what to do. Calling the police wouldn’t have them arrive in time. It was too late.

He managed to get the first two inches in, she must have been really wet. “DAMN YOUR PUSSY IS TIGHT!” He said as he taunted her. She still tried to struggle away and off his dick, but he pulled her back, and another inch entered her. His eyes closed. “This is fucking heaven,” he muttered. He slapped her ass and she yelped in pain. As Bill slid more of his member in, you saw Morgan’s fingers dig into the carpet. Her head went down, and her hair covered her face. She was sobbing. Bill continued to taunt her. “Hilary told me what you said, about finding the right girl with the “magic pussy”.” He lunged forward, his entire shaft in your girlfriend. His balls smacked on her thigh. “You were right, I found the magic pussy, and I’m not gonna let it go. No more womanizing for me babe, I’m a one woman man now!” He chuckled. He gyrated his hips. Morgan wasn’t moving anymore. Her knuckles were white as they gripped the carpet. She went almost limp as her heel clad legs were on either side of her invader. He pounder his meat inside her over and over. The onslaught was relentless. She just stayed motionless as he lifted her hips to adjust her body better. He was pounding away. When you zoomed in you could see his cock was coated with wetness. It must have been her own juices. How could she respond to a ****. Or what looked like a **** to you. It was strange.

“It works both ways babe, women need that “magic dick” too.” He smacked her ass. “I got just that. I can tell he has never been this deep.” He was referring to you, that asshole. “When that “magic pussy” meets that “magic dick”, its…well…magic.” He teased her. “I knew you’d be mine, it was just a matter of time.” He laughed. “He never deserved you, I did!” He yelled. “Your mine now,” he ran his hands over her non-moving back. “Maybe we’ll even get married soon,” he nodded to himself. Was he insane? “FUCK,” he grunted, “I’m gonna cum,” he began to breath heavy, “Having a hot little wife like you is too much to think about.”

Morgan finally responded. She looked back. “PLEASE NOT INSIDE ME! PLEASE DON’T”

Bill nodded, “Yeah, it’s too early for kids.” He rammed home one final time, and then pulled out. He jerked his dick over her exposed ass. You heard a “SPLORT” as he emptied his cum on top of her small ass. Spent, he fell back. Morgan remained in the same position. She was sobbing lightly. Bill rubbed her ass. “It’ll be better next time.”

Morgan jumped up. “YOU’RE A FUCKING ASSHOLE!” She ran into the bathroom, and shut the door. Morgan put her hands on her face as she cried. She wiped the cum from her back and went pee. When she returned Bill was on the bed watching TV.

“We’re out of beer,” he threw her a couple of dollars. “Be a doll and go to the store and get some more. Get a bottle of vodka for yourself.” Morgan began to storm out. He called to her, “And a box of condoms!”

You watched Morgan get into her car. She began to drive fast and you followed. She was heading towards your house. You figured you’d tell her you were just at the store yourself. As you followed you were confused when she drove right by your house. She drove past and right to the Walgreen’s in the next town. What the fuck? You followed and watched her enter. She purchased a case of beer. She had really listened to him. Then she bought vodka. Shouldn’t she call the police? Or you? That’s when you saw her talk to a person working at the ****-store. She was asking a question. Morgan nodded at the answer and walked to a far aisle. You watched from afar as she paced back and forth around a certain area. It was the condom section. She picked her phone out of her purse and punched in a text. A minute later she got a response. She shook her head, “Yeah right, fucking asshole. Whatever!” She grabbed the box labeled “Magnums”. They were extra large condoms. She had just asked your asshole friend what size condoms her wore. This made you pissed. It served her right for being so ashamed now. She was a whore. A bitch. You watched her purchase the items then leave. You followed back to her house, and returned to the video on your laptop. Morgan stayed in her own car swigging vodka for several minutes. She almost stumbled out of the car and into the house.

Bill was on the couch. Morgan put the bag on the table, and went into the kitchen to make herself a drink. Bill got up and walked over to the bag to grab a beer. He took out the box of condoms and set them on the table. “Nice,” he smiled, “just the right size,”

“You’re such a prick,” Morgan called from the kitchen.

“Lighten up Morgan,” he told her and opened a beer. He turned on ESPN and drank beer like it was his home. Morgan came over and actually sat next to him. She set her drink down. Bill looked over and slapped her knee. “That’s too far away, there is a perfectly good seat right here,” he lifted her up in one motion. She was on his lap in the next moment. He bounced her on his lap. Morgan leaned forward and covered herself as if she was cold. She crossed her legs. He seemed content for a half hour like that. He just whispered in her ear, and talked to her. She seemed to pretend if nothing was out of the ordinary.

His hands went around her waist and began to move up. Morgan put her own down to block the progress. “You have such nice tits Morgan, don’t be a shamed.” He told her. She did have amazing perky breasts. They weren’t huge, but they were a firm handful. “They’re much better than Hilary or Melonie’s.” He tried to encourage her.

“You’re such an ass,” she said leaning forward out of his reach.

“I’m serious. Those girls are fat, and there tits are saggy,” he said trying to maneuver up again. He was stopped once more.

She seemed to take this compliment however, as she answered. “Yeah, Melonie’s are big but they pancake.” Bill laughed. Morgan turned to him, “I’m serious, I’ve seen them.”
Bill looked at her intently now. “Get up.”

She was confused, but like a deer in headlights once more she did as told. Bill unzipped his pants, and pulled out his cock. He reached for the box of condoms on the table. He pulled one out of the wrapper and rolled it over his dick. “Take your panties off!”

“Bill,” she said as she blushed, “I can’t…I’m with…I..” she was stammering.

He reached for her and pulled her over. He lifted her skirt with ease, and pulled her panties down with ****. Then he positioned her over his cock. “You gotta relax Morgan,” he eased her down towards his dick, and with the other hand held his cock upright. “Your pussy is mine,” he said as if it were the truth, “I’m gonna tame it, so just accept it.” He pulled her down on his cock. Morgan tried to cross her legs, but the cock found its mark, and buried the head inside her as she fell back. She put her hands on her face again, and it turned beat red. Bill just grabbed her hips, and began moving her up and down on his cock. He truly was powerful. He was controlling her body like some masturbation toy. He impaled her up and down. By the third thrust her hands came down and gripped his knees. Her eyes were closed and she bit her lip. Was she cumming?

Bill answered your question. “I love when you cum on my dick babe,” he grunted. You saw him growl and reach up to grope her hanging tits. She couldn’t stop him with her current position. He cupped them above the thin fabric of her blouse. Sated, he sat back to catch his breath. Morgan stood up and walked out.

“I FUCKING HATE YOU!” She cried out from the bathroom.

Bill pulled the condom off and left it on the table. It poured cum onto the coffee table. He grabbed the case of beer and went to the bedroom. He plopped on the bed. Morgan came out and was still red in the face. “Are you going to leave?” She asked.

“Not tonight,” he responded, and turned on the TV to ESPN again. “Where should I put the condoms?”

Morgan shook her head in disbelief, “You’re not leaving the condoms here.”

He wouldn’t be denied. “Of course I am”, he rooted through her things on the dresser and then put the box in a small wicker box where he found other, smaller condoms. He pulled one of the large ones out and put it on the nightstand. Bill pulled all his clothes off and laid himself on the bed. He looked over to Morgan, “You’re not wearing that to bed are you?”

Morgan had not moved from the side of the bed. She just nervously watched TV and sipped her drink again and again. “’I….I…don’t know.”

He shook his head in disagreement, “Get ready for bed babe, I’m tired, tomorrow I gotta work, and then we have a dinner thing with people from my work.”

Morgan sighed and walked over to her closet. She pulled out a t-shirt and sweat pants. She went to the bathroom and changed. When she came back in she hoped into the bed. “I’m not going with you anywhere,” she said rolling away from him.

He sipped a beer and laughed. “Yeah you are, I gotta show my new girlfriend off and make everyone jealous. Where something slutty enough to make heads turn, but not too slutty to get us kicked out.”

She chuffed, “I’m not your girlfriend.”

Bill was already pulling the condom on the nightstand from its wrapper. He easily flipped Morgan over onto her back. She offered little resistance. “Of course you’re my girl babe,” he said pulling down her sweats. She had on no underwear, which surprised you. She didn’t move from her flat position, but Bill didn’t care. He got behind her and pushed his meat inside her again. The bed creaked as Bill fucked your girlfriend for the third time. Not only was he fucking her, but he was calling her “his” now. He was sweating and breathing heavy as he humped. Morgan was gripping one pillow with her left hand, and the head board with her right. Her teeth were clenched around another pillow as he pummeled her from that position. “Can’t wait to get inside this ass.” He mocked her. With a grunt, and a few half thrusts he was cumming again. You could tell by the look on his face at this point. He pulled himself out, and pulled the condom off and threw it on the floor. He smacked her ass. “This is my ass now, and I’m gonna plant my flag soon.” He got out of the bed and left the room. A moment later he retuned with permanent marker. Morgan was still face down, no longer sobbing, but still distressed. He began to write on her ass. She turned and asked what he was doing. But you could both see. He drew a little flag in black permanent marker with the word “Bill’s” in the middle. It was a sick joke. It wouldn’t wash off right away. She called him an ass and buried her face in the pillow. Bill rolled over and put and arm around her back. They both seemed to drift asleep real quick. Morgan actually began to drool on the pillow. She was sleeping well, which she hadn’t in some time.

The next morning Bill got up early, he went to pee. When he came back, Morgan all but fell out of the bed when she tried to get up. She stood on her legs but they shook and gave out. “Fucked ya til ya couldn’t walk,” Bill smiled.

“FUCK YOU!” She seethed. But she couldn’t get up. She needed support. Bill came around and lifted her like a rag doll over his large back. He brought her to the bathroom and helped her onto the toilet. He turned when she peed. She needed help getting up. Bill brought her back to bed. He kissed her head and left the house.

Before he left he told her to “buy” some sexy clothes for tonight.

Hours later, you came to Morgan’s with coffee. You weren’t sure what you were going to say? What was she going to say. Morgan greeted you in the sweats and t-shirt. She had trouble walking, it was obvious. “You ok,” you asked.

Morgan nodded. You walked past her to the kitchen, you could see the condom on the coffee table. She hadn’t gotten it. You feigned ignorance and didn’t say a word. When you returned from the kitchen it was gone, and Morgan’s hands were behind her back. The used condom was in her hands. Gross. You asked what she wanted to do today.

She stopped and though for a long moment. “I….I think I need to go to the mall and get some clothes if ya wanna come!”

Was she really going to take you to the mall and buy a dress to wear for Bill?