Put her on her back*

“I need your dick, bossman,” Courtney cries out. “I need you to split my slutty little cunt wide open and pound it fucking raw. I need someone man enough to own that fucking pussy.”

“You want to get fucked like a dirty slut?” I growl. “You want to get hammered like a cheap whore?”

“Yes!” she hisses.

“Then on your back and spread ’em,” I command. Courtney scrambles off me and I roll off the couch. She does as she’s told, looking up at me with wanton anticipation. I get up on my knees and pull her onto my rod, lifting her hips off the couch a little to rest on my thighs. Her eyes try to cross. She moans loudly and plays with herself.

“Fuck I need this in my slutty cooch so fucking bad,” Courtney moans. “Pound me, bossman—fuck the living shit out of me. Fucking hammer that greedy cunt—fill it sideways—stretch the fucking hell out of it . . . own my tight little cooch—stuff it ’til it hurts . . .” I impale her with a violent thrust and cut loose, piledriving her wet pink hole as hard and fast as I can. I can feel myself rubbing hard against the front wall of her box, which should be great for her G-spot. Her fat tits bounce and jump wildly as I thrash her hot cunt. She moans loudly and squeals louder under the pounding.

“That’s it, bossman, that’s fucking it,” Courtney mewls. “Plow that hot fucking cunt—fuck this is the best fucking cock I’ve ever had—hitting my spot so fucking right—give it to me—fucking give it to me—I need it so fucking hard . . .”

“Fuck, you’re a hungry slut,” I breathe. “It’s like you haven’t been screwed in years.”

“It fucking feels like it,” she groans. “I dumped my boyfriend two weeks ago—he had his dick plugged into some high-school tramp . . . two weeks with just my buzzer and my fingers . . . fucking eternity . . .”

“You’re a filthy little cock junkie, aren’t you?” I marvel.

“Fuck yeah,” Courtney cries out. “That little fuckrag will never give my ex what I did . . . his loss . . . your cock is so much better . . . so long—so fat—so hard—filling me up so fucking good—fuck you’re rubbing my sweet spot so fucking hard . . .” She reaches down to frig herself again and shrieks. She cums like a rockslide, but I don’t stop drilling her. I don’t even slow down.

“Is this what you wanted, vixen?” I growl. “Someone to throw you down and fuck the brains right out of your pretty head? You wanted your tight hole slammed by a big fucking dick?”

“Fuck yeah,” Courtney squeals. “Pound me with that fat fucking pussyhammer—pound me, bossman—fucking fuck me—fuck me witless—screw me senseless . . . take me . . . own me . . . make me your happy cock junkie—make me your devoted little fuckwhore—your fanatic little cum freak . . . I need this dicking so fucking bad . . .” She stretches, arches her back, and cums again with a feral shriek.

“How does such a sex-crazed cockslut have such a tight fucking cunt?” I moan. “Your wet little pussy feels amazing stretched so fucking tight around my cock . . .”

“You like that pussy, baby?” Courtney breathes. “It fucking loves your big man-muscle.” She grabs her jiggling mounds and squeezes. Amusingly, I’m pounding her so hard, they keep bouncing and sliding even with her hands on them. She gasps suddenly, then screams wildly in yet another climax.

Courtney grabs her thighs like she’s holding on for dear life. “Fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—fuck—” she chants in time with the hammerblows of my dick. “So—fuck—good—cock—fuck—me—so—fuck—good—don’t—stop—so—fuck—close—so—close—don’t—don’t—don’t—don’t—”

“Cum for me like a good slut,” I growl. “Cum hard on my dick—surrender to the fuck—let yourself go wild—cum like a fucking animal—” Courtney’s cunt detonates around my prick; she howls like a wolf in heat in the throes of a cataclysmic orgasm.

I can feel my balls close to boiling over. I want one more position before I cum. I pull out, leaving Courtney gasping for breath.