Unfortunately...

"I'll be any girl you want me to be, John." She spit on your cock, seething in air as she stroked you off. Hard. "I'll do anything. Anything at all..." she growled, standing up and pressed her back on your chest. "Whatever you want, lover..." She took your hands and you just dumbly let her make you clutch her bosom, mashing them into each other. "Ohh... That's right. Feel me. Use me..."

You just could NOT believe what you were hearing: your old middle school crush was talking dirty to you, saying she was willing to do anything you wanted. While anyone would've taken the offer, you were of two minds about it: one part wanted to take her right then and there from all the tormenting, and another didn't think she was acting right. But you almost couldn't stop yourself.

You wrap one arm around her breasts while another arm snaked around her stomach, and you roughly walk her to the door, pinning her to it. "Unh! That's it, stud. Take me like I'm yours." And you turn her head to kiss and shut her up, and she moved her hands up against the painted metal of the door. Your cock twitched with anticipation, feeling it slide right into her pussy with ease.

"Ohh..." you breathe out with your eyes closed. "So fuckin' good."

Tiffany grinned back at you, grunting as she backed onto your cock slowly. "Yeah...? Yeah, you like that, baby?" You didn't feel like yourself than you did a horny animal. You grip the back of her neck and fuck her normally, just to get you both warmed up. "That's it. That's it, John," She panted, getting a bit louder. "Tell me what you want. I'll do it," she moaned.

"Take it all. Fucking you will make Zeke furious..." You could half believe the words you just told her.

"Zeke... Zeke." Tiffany was contemplating what you said. "Who cares? Just fuck me, lover. Fuck me HARD..." she groaned lustfully. So you went a bit faster and harder inside her aching pussy, panting and quietly grunting, and hearing her moan without a care in the world.

Tiffany drinking all the sexual sounds you were making, and that only made HER sounds all the more enticing to listen to. "Pound me! Fuck my holes! All of them!" And you may have just understood that at that moment, she wasn't looking to get back at Zeke anymore. "Call me your slut! Ahh... Your whore! Your ****! I'll be anything you want. EVERYTHING you want! Unh! Oooh... Ohh, yeah!"

It was getting so exciting for Tiffany, she even started rubbing her own clit furiously while you, as she put it, 'pound her raw'. Her moaning had turned into yells of pure bliss; you didn't even know you HAD that kind of strength. "I'm gonna cum!" she squealed. "I'm gonna cum..."

"Me, too!" you grunt like an animal. She then pulled off from you, smiling like an eager slut, and got on her knees to stroke your cock again like a madwoman. She opened her mouth, bobbed her head up and down on it several times, and then stuck her tongue out from her wide-open mouth. She stroked and stroked, goading you to splash her 'fucking face and tits' with your cum.

And you did.

You shot several strands of semen on her, groaning pleasurably as you watch. When her face was coated, you had her swallow your cock to drink the last of your cum.

But she only swallowed enough, and a strand dripped out from the side of her mouth.

...

There was something attractive about seeing her like that. "I'm a slut," she smirked, licking her lips. "I'm a fuck toy, a sex ****, whatever you want... All women should worship cock." Her grin widened, explaining thought the cock women should worship... was yours!