Her come dat boy

(Republished with kind permission of HeinrichLo)

"You bet I want ya!" I eagerly said while struggling to get the rest of my pants off of me.

"Come and get me then," she purred.

"I want you inside of me so badly right now! Pleeeeease, don't make me wait any longer."

She bit her lips and petted her pussy through her thong to get herself more excited. The horny energy coming from her made me forget about everything else. I even forgot how to take my fucking pants off. These fucking things must be glued on to me. Well, either that or my blood was not flowing into the right head anymore. I worked up quite a sweat while fighting for a few minutes, but I finally got rid of them.

"FUCK YEAH!" I screeched victoriously.

With the last barriers gone, I could finally claim my prize. I charged at her full ****. The advance of my hulking frame and flailing dick must have been a horrifying sight for anyone else but her. She was different. Instead of fear, excitement beamed through her eyes. She wanted me, her personal monster because she knew that I could only be tamed by her.

When I reached her, I wasted no time and threw myself on top of her. We fell onto my bed with a loud thump that threatened to break my bed. Holding her and feeling her soft skin against mine was a feeling I lacked the words to describe. It just felt fucking good. I knew she was really into it as I could her hard nipples pressing against my chest. Her nipples were always erect because of her piercings, but I knew her long enough to tell when she was horny.

"Now, aren't we excited," she said playfully.

She gently lifted my chin up to lock eyes with me. Her eyes, her god damned eyes. The amber in her eyes burned with passion and desire. I felt myself being consumed by her flames. Without me even noticing, I was making out with her passionately. Her soft lips were on mine with her longing tongue embracing and dancing with mine. A long watery bridge connected our mouths even as we managed to break off from another. I longed for more, however. I wanted so much more.

We both breathed heavily in sync. We both knew what the other wanted. It was she though who broke the silence with these all-important words.

"Take me already," she whispered, nearly wimping.

That was the signal I was waiting for. A switch was flipped inside my head as my body went automatic. I went for her thong and ripped it off. Her dripping wet pussy was finally exposed to me. Pleasantries were pointless at this point. This girl was horny for me, and I was horny for her. I gripped my cock firmly and guided it towards the entrance to her cave.

Moans left our mouths at the same time as I inserted myself inside of her. I grabbed her long, smooth legs and lifted them up. My thrusts were long and slow. I wanted to start it slowly but maximize the pleasure for both of us. My steady rhythm was guided by the melody of her soft moans.

"Are you going soft on me?" she asked sarcastically.

One of her free hand reached for her tits, while the other went down to her clit. I knew immediately that this wasn't enough for her. Me being soft was not enough for her. She circled around her hard nipples and clit. With these little signs, I picked up what she was hinting at. She grinned mischievously and shot me a dirty look.

"Fuck me hard, daddy! Pound this wet pussy! Make me feel like the dirty whore I am!"

Holy shit! Her dirty talk has always managed to get me going, and right now was no different. The floodgates were opened, and my animalistic desires took over me fully.

I shifted my hands down her legs to her ankles and gripped them firmly. With one swift motion, I pulled her closer to me and thrust deeper than before.

"OH! AWWWWWWW!" she screamed out in a high pitched voice.

Was she in pleasure or in pain? Did it really matter? The whore wanted this, so I was going to deliver.

Without giving her a chance to recover, I pressed on relentlessly. In and out in quick successions. I pounded at her pussy without any regard towards her.

"SHIT!" was the only cry I got from her.

The bedsheets wrinkled up as she frantically grabbed for something to hold onto.

"DON'T STOP NOW! FUCK ME! FUCK ME HARD!"

I gave her my all. I gave her everything I had, but then something snapped inside my mind again. My thoughts were... my thoughts... thoughts...

Thinking BAD! Fucking GOOD!

Fuck!

Fuck!

FUCK!!!

Fuck LONG! Fuck HARD! Fuck GOOD!

FUCK GOOD!!!

I opened up my eyes and saw that I was under a blanket. When did that happen? I looked around and saw my girlfriend sitting right next to me, reading a mysterious book.

"Eroticon," it read.

What a weird name for a book. Before I could read any further, she noticed me waking up. She smiled at me.

"Morning, sleepyhead," she said with a wide grin on her face.

"What the fuck happened?" I asked groggily.

She ignored my question while she scrolled through her pages.

"Babe?"

Suddenly, she closed the weird book with a loud thud. Then, she turned to me and stared with an evil expression.

"Wanna kill two birds with one stone?"

She brimmed with excitement while I was confused as my face reflected that. I blinked a few times and answered...