In the shower

Hunter turned on the shower and adjusted the temperature before stepping under the water and starting to lather. He was careful to keep the covered dressing out of the water as much as possible as he washed, turning to one side to keep it dry.

His cock grew harder as he lathered, and he found his mind drifting to Jess's passionate kiss. So unlike her, he thought, and so very pleasant. He considered taking a little more time before heading to work to take her to bed, his cock stiffening further at the thought.

"Sweetie, how's your coffee? I brought you a fresh cup," Jess's voice asked. Surprised, he poked his head around the shower curtain to see her standing in the open door of the bathroom, a cup of coffee in her hand.

"That's great Jess, I'll have it after I'm done. You're wonderful." He eyed her, his hand gently stroking his cock. She looked so tasty in her pale blue yoga pants and white t-shirt, her fine toned legs displayed prettily as she turned to put the cup down on the counter.

"Give me a kiss sweetheart," he said, looking at her hungrily. She smiled prettily at him and stepped towards him eagerly. He reached one hand out and pulled her to him, wrapping his arm around her slender waist, as he pressed his mouth against hers, invading her softness with his tongue. She squirmed, kissing him back hungrily, her hands on either side of his head.

He felt a surge of overpowering lust inside him, and without a thought he dragged her into the shower, pulling her under the water.

"Oh my God! Hunter! What are you doing?" she squeaked, looking at him with eyes wide with surprise and excitement.

"Taking what I want," he growled, manhandling her petite body to turn her to the wall, one hand tugging her yoga pants down over her ripe ass.

"Oh my God! Hunter!" she squealed again as he held her against the wall and pulled her pants down to mid-thigh. He thrust his fingers between her thighs, rubbing against her labia, then probing her, finding her wet and juicy.

"Oh my God!" she moaned, arching her back and raising her rump as his fingers explored her. His cock was massively erect now, and without a moment's thought he pressed it between her thighs, parting her pussy lips with its bulbous tip, and filled her with one deep thrust.

"Oh my God! Oh my God yes!" she cried, grinding back against him, the muscles of her pussy squeezing and milking him as he started to fuck her.

"Oh my God fuck me Hunter! Fuck your little bitch!" she groaned deeply. The part of his mind that was still rational realised this was so unlike her. She never talked dirty during sex, doing little more than moaning a bit, and simply rocking passively as he thrust.

"Harder! Oh my God fuck me harder!" she snarled, looking back over her shoulder at him, her face a mask of feral lust. "Fuck this dirty little bitch! Oh my God I'm in heat! Fuck me with that big cock!"

Hunter held her hips and pounded into her, leaning forward to bite her neck as he used her. She was in a frenzy, bucking and grinding against his impaling cock, her mouth emitting a stream of urgent need. This was nothing like she had ever behaved before, and it was driving him mad. All he could think of was to fuck her, take her, use her. Use her like a bitch in heat.

"Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, Oh My God, Oh My God, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, OHMYGOD OHMYGOD!" she screamed, slapping the tiled wall as her body convulsed with orgasmic spasms. "Keep fucking me, keep fucking me keep fucking me! I'll die if you don't I'll die if you don't, OHMYGOD DON'T STOP!"

With roar of triumph he drove his cock deep inside her, lifting her to her toes as he exploded, filling her hot welcoming cunt with his scalding cream. She bucked and writhed, her convulsing pussy clutching at his pulsing cock, milking and draining him of every drop as she howled in animal satisfaction.