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"Fine," she said in frustration. She reached behind the bar and pulled out a large gray dish bucket. "Here," she said "put any empty glasses you find in this. Just leave the trash on the tables. I'll come around and get that."

"No problem," he replied and headed off into the seating area. She cautiously watched him for a moment, and then reached behind the bar again to grab a small trash can. As Jeff moved from table to table putting the empty glasses into the bucket, she followed behind him, depositing the various bits of trash into her container. It didn't take her long before she had fallen into a rhythm and started to zone out. So, she didn't notice when Jeff set his bucket down and quietly walked up behind her.

She let out a small gasp as he reached out and took the trash can from her hands and set it on the floor. Before she could ask what he was doing, she felt his other hand snake around her waist.

"I said no Jeff," she said quietly and made a feeble attempt to move away from him. This only elicited a chuckle from Jeff at his other hand slid up her arm and gently wrapped around her neck.

"I mean it Jeff," she said, trying once again to pull away.

"Sure you do," he says in a quiet voice. He then pulled her body closer to his so she could feel his hardening cock through his pants. She let out a gasp as the hand on her waist then moved up her belly and snaked under her shirt. With nimble movements that even she had to agree where impressive, he unsnapped the front clasp of her bra. "Jeff, don't," she moaned quietly as his hand wrapped around her breast and squeeze the bar piercing her nipple.

"You kept them in," he whispered her ear. "I knew you really liked them."

"No," she shot back as her body began to shake. "They were just too much of a pain in the ass to take out. I didn't want to ahh..." Her last argument was cut off as he roughly pinched the other nipple, tugging the bar outward. It's true that she hadn't originally wanted the bars, but Jeff's constant pressuring and whining had finally made her cave. She promised herself she would get them out after they broke up, but she remembered how much they had hurt when she first put them in and was worried that would be an issue once more. But a secret part of her really did like them. With the bars in, her nipples were extra sensitive. A fact that Jeff was exploiting at that very moment. As he tugged and pulled on the bars piercing her nipples, she involuntarily began to grind her ass against his cock.

"I knew you wanted this you little slut," Jeff whispered in her ear. This little bit of harshness from him, a stark reminder of why they broken up, was enough to briefly break the spell he had over her. With an amazing amount of effort, she broke from his grip and turned around, placing both hands on his chest and lightly pushing him away.

"I mean it Jeff," she said between pants, "we're done and this can't happen." This only made him grin wider as he suddenly pushed back against her causing her to fall back on the table behind her. One hand snaked up her behind her and grabbed a fistful of her hair. This made her scoot back even further to relieve the pressure and now half her body was laying on the table. His other hand quickly went to the zipper of his jeans, and with another display of his surprising dexterity, whipped his long cock out.

"Jeff, no," she moaned out as he tightened his grip on her hair. His only response was to push up her skirt up and yank her underwear down in one fluid motion. He then grabbed the hem of her skirt and used it to scoot her body forward.

He stepped between her legs and leered down at her. "You ready to get fucked, bitch?" he said in a mocking tone and began to stroke his cock.

"Don't Jeff, please," she whined. He simply continued grinning at her and then scooped up a drop of pre-cum from his cock and rubbed it against her slit. His eyes got wide and he smiled even wider.

"You're already wet for me? You really are a dirty whore." she blushed with embarrassment and she felt him position his cock at her entrance.

"Don't put it in," she pleaded.

"You are getting fucked tonight," he said quietly. "You might as well just lay back and enjoy it." There was no more preamble and he pushed forward. She moaned loudly as his cock split her folds and began to slide inside of her.

She had had sex a few times since they had broken up, but not with anyone as big as Jeff. One of his few admirable qualities was the length and girth of his member. They both sighed once he had fully embedded himself in her.

"Jesus!" he exclaimed, "I can feel you squeezing me. You must really miss my cock."

"Take it out," was the only response she could muster between gasps. In response he slid almost the full length out till the head was just inside before thrusting back in. This caused her to cry out even louder this time, and before her mind could fully comprehend, he was thrusting roughly in and out of her.

"Yeah, you missed this cock, didn't you, you little slut," he said louder. He then reached out and grabbed her chin and pulled her face to look at him. "Say it," he demanded as he thrust into her now soaking wet pussy. "Say you missed my cock."

His other hand suddenly yanked her shirt up, exposing both of her tits with their pierced nipples. He then grabbed one of the bars and twisted it sideways. The effect was immediate. She cried out in pleasure and Jeff felt her cunt tighten around him.

"Fucking say it!" he yelled at her as he twisted the bar the other way.

"I missed your cock," she moaned out, her senses having a completely left her. All she was aware of now was the feeling of his large cock sawing in and out of her.

"Yeah you do, you little slut," he said mockingly before grabbing the other nipple bar and twisting it. This elicited a similar effect making her cry out and the walls of her pussy tighten around him again.

"You always loved it when I fucked with your nipples," he said breathily as he continued to thrust in and out of her. "What a dirty little slut you are. Your pussy keeps getting tighter. Are you going to cum my dirty little slut?" he asked between his moans.

She realized that he was unfortunately correct. Although she despised the names he had called her in the regular course of their relationship, there was something about being spoken to like that during sex that flipped a switch in her. The thought had no sooner left her mind when her body suddenly tensed up and she screamed "Oh fucking God!" The walls of her pussy trembled around his cock as her legs shook so hard that the table begin to rattle against the floor.

Jeff rode her through her orgasm, never once slowing down or breaking pace. As her body finally calmed down, his hand slid back up to her head twisted her chin towards him again. He looked her in the eye and smiled again. "Did you like that, you little bitch?" he asked "Yeah, you fucking loved that. You're nothing but a whore that loves to get fucked by my cock."

These words were having the desired effect on her and Jeff knew it. Despite having just cum, she felt her pussy beginning to convulse.

"You going to cum again for me?" he asked as he slid his free hand down her waist and began to run his thumb over her clit. She gasped and tried to mover her head away, but his grip on her chin wasn't letting that happen.

"No more, please," she managed to gasp out. All the while the speed of his cock pumping in and out of her had never decreased and his thumb continued to work slow deliberate circles around her clit. She realized she had begun to involuntarily move her waist up to meet his thumb and accept more of his cock.

Jeff closed his hand on both sides of her mouth, and growled at her, "You going to cum again you little slut?" When she didn't answer he moved his hand to her neck and squeezed. Not enough to really hurt her, but enough to partially block off her airway. This was another button for her, and she felt her pussy get even wetter.

"Say it, you dumb cunt," he gasped out.

"I'm going to cum again," she said with difficulty.

"I knew it!" he said, before letting her throat go. The sudden intake of air seemed to send a bolt of lightning right to her pussy and she felt it begin to tighten again.

"Are you a little slut that loves to get fucked like this?" he asked.

"Yes!" she moaned out feeling ashamed but also incredibly turned on by his foul mouth.

"Yes what?" he asked.

"I'm a little slut that loves to get fucked," she moaned out, feeling her second orgasm of the night approach.

"And are you a little bitch that wants nothing more than to cum on this big fat cock," he asked mockingly.

"Yes, I'm a little bitch that wants to cum on this cock," she said, her voice now bordering on incoherence.

"Then cum you dumb cunt!" he yelled before pitching the bar on her left nipple and twisting it again. The sudden jolt was what did it. She came even harder this time, practically screaming as her pussy convulsed and twitched around his cock and her whole body tensed up. Her back arched up so hard that she nearly fell off the table.

"That's so fucking hot," Jeff said as he watched his almost naked ex writhe on his cock. "You're going to make me cum too," he said as he now placed both of hid hands on her waist and begin to thrust even harder.

The more intense feeling suddenly jolted her back to her senses and she looked up at Jeff pleadingly. "Don't do it inside me!"

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Jeff asked incredulously, his pace never slowing.