Brad Takes Me

I watch as Brad casually walks around and behind me. I stay on my knees before him. I see the pair smile at each other, and hear brad say, "I'm going to bang this slut, Joe"

I moan at the thought, waiting for his rod to plunge into me and work its magic. I hear Joe laugh at the statement, as I feel Brad's hands press against my back, pushing me forward. I spread my legs wide to keep my balance, as Brad pressed himself onto me. My exposed breast bounced as I was leaned forward, erotically turning me on even more.

I moaned again as his cock rubbed against my clit, my breathing grow faster, coming in gasps. He rubbed his rod against me several times, before saying "I want you to tell me to take you. Call for me to penetrate you."

I took a breath, and said, "Please take me. I want you in me bad"

His response is firm, if satisfied, "What was that?"

"I want you to take me so hard. . . pound me. have your way with me, and make me your dirty slut. Just take me now!"

Patently satisfied, he placed his hand up my back as his rod rubbed gently inside me, thrusting softly inside me several times, before suddenly I felt a large amount of it shoot its way into me, stretching my body and forcing its way into me. I was so wet by that point it did not cause me much pain, but I gasped out in surprise, at the suddenness of it, and at the orgasm that should think me as a result.

He pulled out most of the way slowly, before ramming himself back into me hard, pulling even more of his thick rod deep inside me. I grimaced in pleasure and discomfort as he did so before he prepared for another thrust. This one was at least as forceful, and I felt his balls slap against my clit. I moaned loudly, feeling him pound me forcefully. He moved his hands from my back to my arms, pulling them back and to my sides. I was now balanced solely on my legs, which were spread quite wide.

My breath was heavy now, enjoying him taking me so, helpless to his touch. My body pressed itself against him, my body replying in excitement, pleasure, and lust. I felt need washed through me, enjoying the experience as the speed of each thrust. I thought I saw someone or several people in the stands, but choose not to care. I only wanted him in me, and I mean really wanted him. I needed him, and I then realized I was still calling that out.

I felt him really start to point me at a decent speed, his thrusts quickly pushing me to another orgasm, and rapidly thereafter a climax. I reach that point, a shoe shooting through me, as he shoots his load deep inside of me. I should out a lowly in response, as he unloaded the remainder of his load inside of me, moving slower than before.

Once he was done, he extracted himself from me and stepped back. My breath slowly went back from the deep and ragged, and I felt satisfaction spread through me from the act. I then heard Joe say, "Sure you took her, but watch to see what I can do with the slut!"