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Chapter 32 by TitManDDo TitManDDo

. . . and her command is my wish.

I aim to please

I get up on my knees behind Noelle, reaching for her hair with one hand while I use the other to align my shaft with her tunnel. I’ve never done this, but I’ve seen it on pornos—and I’m pretty sure the key thing now is to keep the upper hand and act like I know exactly what I’m doing. I gather a thick tress of black waves, prompting a throaty sound of approval. “Fuck yeah, tiger,” she says, her voice thick with lust. “Pull my fucking hair. Pull my fucking hair and bomb away in that hot, wet little cunt. Make me your bitch, stud. Make me your fucking bitch.”

As hard as I can, I yank back on Noelle’s hair from the shoulder and slam my hips forward, punching deep into her sex. We gasp together—I thought she was taking me deep last time, but this is deeper yet. I can feel the end of her womb shaping itself around my glans the way Noelle’s shirt did around her nipples, and I can feel her honey-glazed twat against my balls.. She shudders, and her hotbox roils around my invading prick. She just came! Only a little, but still . . . “Fuck, that’s deep,” she whispers unsteadily.

It suddenly registers with me that in surprise at how deep I went in Noelle’s body, I stopped. Can’t have that. I pull out most of the way, then hammer my rod home again, and again, and again. I fuck her hard and fast, anchored by the hand in her hair, with the other resting on her ass for balance. I can hear and feel the concussion and see her body shake every time our hips crash together. The bed creaks and groans and moans—I can’t tell if it’s complaining or singing. “Fuck me hard, stud,” she pants. “Take me—hard—take me like a little—fucking bitch—make me your—little bitch . . . Pound that slutty—little—whore pussy—pound it with your big—fucking—cock . . . Take me—fucking hard—give your horny—bitch—what she needs . . .”

I cut loose, giving all the strength I have to jackhammer her right into the mattress. “Fuck yeah, tiger,” Noelle moans. “Ride my ass—pound that little fucking—bitch cunt—pound me—fucking—hard . . . Give me a real—dicking . . . take me like a—little—fucking—bitch . . . fuck me like—a cheap whore . . . own me—like a naughty—little slut . . . fuck, this is so—fucking good . . . getting close . . .” Suddenly she moans loudly and cries out, “Spank my ass! Slap me—hard—smack me like—the nasty little whore—I am . . . Punish me—dirty little—cumslut—cockwhore . . .”

If I could think clearly, I’d probably be dubious about this, but I’m not really thinking at all at this point. I raise my hand and take a swing—as fast and as wildly as we’re moving, I hit her a fair bit harder than I mean to. “Yesss!” Noelle hisses exultantly. “Just like that! Again! More! More!” I raise my hand the other way and backhand her other ass cheek, hard enough to make my fingers sting. “More! More!” she moans. Before long, I’m swinging my arm like a pendulum in a steady rhythm, hitting one cheek with the forehand and the other with the backhand, as fast as I can go without losing my balance. “Take me! Take me like your—little bitch—little fucking slut bitch . . .”

“You’re my cumdumpster now—that’s all you are, just my little cumdumpster—and you love it,” I growl, shocking the small corner of me that’s still rational. “You’re just a little bitch cunt for my cock. Isn’t that right?”

“Yesss,” Noelle moans.

“You need that big dick, don’t you, little fuckslut? You like it pounding your slutty little hole—you love being my little fucktoy bitch. You need it. You like being owned like a dirty little cockwhore, don’t you?”

Yesss,” she moans again, louder and higher.

“Cum for me, fuckdoll,” I order her. “Give in—let go—cum all over my big fucking cock. Let me feel you lose control . . . Cum for me like a good slut.”

AAAAAAIIIEEEEEEE!” Noelle shrieks; her arms give out and I plow her hard into the bed, losing my balance and falling forward. Her climax triggers mine, leaving me lying there half-stunned as my prick floods her already-overstuffed creampot with my cum. My mind is full of thunder as our bodies tremble and shake together.

When I’m sure all my limbs are ready to follow orders, I roll off Noelle, who’s lying with her ass in the air looking like her mind is in orbit. I know she wanted me to eat her one more time, I think. Should I go ahead?

Well?

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