Give the slut what she needs

Rather than answer verbally, you simply dropped your boxers, releasing your cock into the warm air of her apartment as you heard a light gasp as Phoebe spotted her prize.

Her gasp turned into a softly muffled moan as you began to peel her panties off, using the moment to slowly run your hands along her supple legs. Finally pulling them free, you tried to think of something to really send the message across that you were the one in control of your coupling.

For a moment, you considered gagging Phoebe with her own panties before discarding the idea because you liked her dirty talk, when you remembered something you seen on a soft-core movie sometime ago. Reaching up, and lightly dragging your cock across her damp lips, you took her wrists in your hand, and moments later had tied them together using her panties.

"Oh no, now how will I get away when you pin me down and fuck my horny little brains out?" Phoebe faux lamented, sending you a grin that sent a small shiver down your spine.

Refusing to back down this time, you reached down, using your dick to lightly tap on her opening, adding an extra strong tap to her clit as she let out a low keen again.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't hear you over the sound of your greedy little hole begging to be split open." You countered.

Deciding that you'd teased each other enough, you straightened up, carefully aiming as you began t push into her womanhood.

"Wait!" Phoebe yelled, loud enough to startle you as you jumped, sending your cock across her hotbox, without penetration. "Do you, hmm, have a condom?" Phoebe asked , her eyes locked on your bare manhood.

Worry shot through you as you realized that you hadn't even considered that part of your night. While you were technically a magical being, and perfectly capable of healing Phoebe had she caught anything, you couldn't tell that to her.

"Hey look, it's okay, I'll just run down to a drugstore really quickly and grab a pack." You offered, when in actuality you would just go out in the hall and conjure up some.

"Phoebe however, looked between your face and your dick which had a small droplet of precum on the tip as she bit her lip, "No, I'm tired of waiting, just stick it in me." She ordered

Catching Phoebe eyes, you saw that she actually looked nervous, for the first time tonight she didn't look like she was just trying to turn you on with her words, she actually meant them. "But, you have to pull out, okay?"

You'd barely nodded when she sat up, capturing your lips in a heated kiss as her fire returned, reaching down and managing to grasp your throbbing tool with her bound hands as she fed you into her.

It was a completely different sensation inside of Phoebe, you'd heard people describe a girl's pussy as a warm glove, a velvet tunnel, even like apple pie filling, but that was all wrong. It was like trying to describe red without knowing what red was; you could only describe it as what it wasn't.

You realized you gotten lost in your thoughts as you felt Phoebe's warm, tickling breath on your ear. "What's wrong big boy, is my pretty little pussy too much for you?" And her teasing, sensual voice was back as well. "I'd hate for you to lose it after just getting started, it would be such a shame for you to blow your big, gooey nut deep into my unprotected, fertile cunt." Her words did more than light a fire in you as you scooped her up, your hands roughly grabbing hold of her cheeks as you lifted her up, her legs wrapping around behind you as she held on for the ride as you began to hammer into her wet hole.

"There he is, I was worrying I'd lost you for a minute there. But oh my God, you're making up for it." Phoebe mumbled as you felt her pussy tighten around you. "If I'd known you felt this good, I might've skipped the date and invited you in when we first met. Imagine that, you could've been screwing me for hours by now, you could've turned my brain to mush, my legs into jelly, maybe even turned my throat into your personal cocksleeve!" Phoebe moaned out as you felt her arm reach behind your back, and moments later Phoebe's nails digging into your back as you hilted yourself in her drooling womanhood, making sure to put pressure on the wall as you tried to recall where the G-spot was.

Quickly abandoning the idea for now, you tried a different approach as you reach one hand down, catching some of your shared juices before running your finger around the tight ring of her rear entrance.

"Woah buddy, I think we need to take a moment. I've never had anything back thERE!" Phoebe nervous voice was lost in a shout as you buried your finger to the first knuckle in her ass before resuming your thrusts, bouncing Phoebe's body on both your dick as well as your finger now as her moans echoed in the empty apartment.

"What's wrong baby, I thought you were loving being turned into my little slut?" You teased as Phoebe seemed to almost glare at you before ravenously attacking your lips with her own.

"Oh I am, I am absolutely falling in love with you, but more than that, I'm in love with your dick! How does it make you feel, knowing that women have come so far, and all you have to do is show them a big, fat dick and they bend over and beg to to be fucked like a bitch in heat?" Phoebe said as you groaned, feeling your end approaching.

"Oh god Phoebe, I'm about to cum." You muttered as Phoebe ignored you, capturing your lips in another kiss.

"Phoebe, not trying to be a buzzkill, but I'm about to cum." You said louder this time and Phoebe looked at you with those needy eyes again.

"Please, baby, hold just a little bit longer I'm so close too." She begged and you nodded against your will as Phoebe gave you one final kiss, as you removed your finger, reaching around to her front as you decided to help her along as you lightly rubbed her button as she threw her head back, a loud groan fill the room as she came on your cock.

Big mistake as you felt her walls begin to massage your length, trying to milk your load out of you.

"Phoebe, you need to get off of me right no-" Your words were forgotten as Phoebe lunged forwards, claiming your lips one last time, her tongue darting into your mouth as it intertwined with yours, as if trying to hold on to you just a few seconds longer.

A few seconds was all it took as you felt your orgasm overtake you, having to make a conscious effort not to bite down on Phoebe's tongue as she looked into your eyes with absolute satisfaction.

Feeling drained, you turned around, falling backwards on to the bed as Phoebe fell on top of you, her ample breasts squishing against your chest.

"Oh God, I didn't pull out, I completely came inside of you." You mumbled to the air as Phoebe looked at you with a calm smile.

"Yep, you must've been pretty backed up to make such a huge load, I think you filled me up." Phoebe answered as she rolled off of you, dipping her fingers into her dripping pussy.

You felt your heart begin to thunder in your chest, worry overtaking you as you considered the consequences of cumming inside Phoebe after she told you in no uncertain terms to pull out.

As if she could sense your inner turmoil, Phoebe pressed in next to you, one of her now free hands resting on your chest, following the pace of your heart.

"Hey, don't worry, I'm not mad. This was all on me, you tried to warn me, but I was just so close I didn't listen. Don't worry, I'll go down in the morning and get a morning after pill." Phoebe assured you as you gave a small sigh of relief. "Or maybe I won't, maybe I'll just see if your little soldiers want to claim my womb like you claimed my heart." Phoebe asked and apparently it showed on your face the abject terror that struck you with that one statement.

"Woah, I'm sorry man, I'm just playing. I thought it'd get you in the mood for another round, what with all the degrading sex talk. I'm definitely getting a morning after pill, as much as I'd love to have kids, I'd rather wait a little while, you know." Phoebe said, the hungry, lustful look in her eyes vanishing without a trace as she gave you a light peck on the cheek.

"You mean, all that was just an act?" You said, trying to decide whether you were feeling betrayed or grateful that Phoebe wasn't some filthy whore in the bedroom.

"Well, some, I really did mean some of the things I said, but most of it was just to get your engine going. Guys usually like all the 'use me as a toy' talk. But I not a slut like you probably think, maybe a bit of a nympho, but only for my boyfriend." Phoebe countered as you stared at her for a few seconds.

"What?" Phoebe queried, returning your look.

"So I'm your boyfriend now huh? So does that mean a second date?" You lightly teased, and heart fluttered at Phoebe's giggle.

"I think you may have even earned a third with this performance." She answered as you leaned back, laying your head on a pillow. before you felt a weight on your chest.

"Although, since you've already filled me up, there's not much harm in a repeat performance tonight right?" Phoebe's saucy grin seemed much sexier with the addition of her affectionate look. Before you could answer, however, you felt her sink on your hardening cock, taking a much slower approach this time.

"Don't worry baby, the rough and tumble stuff is over, let's see how you respond to something a bit slower?" Phoebe said.