1 comments/ 60756 views/ 16 favorites Rough Night By: LadyM12 I hear you pull in. 5:18; three minutes late. Traffic must have been heavy. I hear the car door slam - a bad sign. I inhale deeply and wobble to the front door. You have been having me wear ridiculously high heels lately... You are upset. I can tell by the scowl you wear until our eyes meet. Then you seem to relax a bit - but not enough. "Rough day lover?" I ask, reaching for your case. My arm jerks as I take the weight from you. "Yeah. Pretty rough." You wrench your tie loose and toss your coat on a chair. You sit on the couch, and beckon me with your finger. I put the case down and walk to you slowly, so you can watch me moving. You pat your lap as I approach, and I sit; my legs in between yours, my arms around your neck. "Yes Master?" I look up at you, my heart fluttering, knowing that you have complete control over me. You do not speak, but you tilt my chin up with your fingers and kiss me. I feel my body relax, all cares leaving me. But I also feel your body harden with desire. And you've had a rough day... Your hand leaves my chin and travels to my breast - caressing, teasing my hard nipple through the fabric of my shirt. I wiggle my ass on your lap, feeling you harden, and you groan into my mouth. Suddenly your caresses turn rough, as you squeeze my soft breast painfully. I gasp and instinctively break the kiss, and I twist, trying to escape your strong hand. Suddenly the hand that had been supporting my head while you were kissing me grabs a fist full of my hair and jerks my head back. I cry out and look into your eyes. Yes. You have had a rough day. And now I am in for a rough night. "Do you want to fight me?" I do not respond. "Go ahead. Give it all you've got baby. You know how it'll end." Knowing that this is what you want, I start to struggle against you. Your left hand grabs both my wrists and holds them together in front of me as your right clenches my hair. I kick and twist and turn, sobbing in frustration as you effortlessly keep me within your grasp. You keep a firm grip on me, and hold my body until all my strength has left me and I am unable to fight anymore. Tears stream down my face as I give a whimper of defeat. "That was very good. But you're still mine." You crack a smile now. Mr. Psych major. I know that was just an exercise to remind me of who is in control. You let go of my hair and my head falls back as you take your tie off and wrap it around my limp wrists. Then you pull my wrists above my head and tie the silk around the leg of an end table. "There," you say as I am secured. Mustering my strength, I wiggle my ass against your throbbing cock. You know how struggling and being bound makes me hot. "Would my whore like something?" You run a hand down my leg and back up to the hem of my skirt. I nod. "What does she want?" I blush. Voicing my deviant needs is difficult for me. You know that. "Well I can't give it to you..." Your hand runs up and over my heaving breast. "...Unless you tell me." You tweak my nipple through the shirt. "Please Master..." I whisper, my needful blue eyes begging for release. "Please what, sweetheart... sweet, sweet, whore..." Your hand rests over my pelvis, covered by my skirt. "Please make me cum... please... use me... please..." I say it so fast I wonder if I am speaking English. "Mmm... If you cum tonight, it's going to have to hurt... Your pain is your Master's pleasure." You trace a finger over my full lips. "Yes Master... take your frustrations out on my body... I'm yours... please..." I writhe on your lap as your left hand travels up my skirt and finds my hot, hungry cunt. You shove two fingers deep inside me. I jerk at the invasion, and moan as the pain subsides and my tight hole stretches around your invading fingers. No delicacy. No tenderness. You thrust your fingers in and out of me as if you were raping me. I close my eyes and thrash my head from side to side until I hear you growl: "Look at me slut. I want to see your pain." I turn my face to yours and stare up at you. I cannot describe your expression, except to say that it frightens and excites me at once. "Maybe I should add another finger; your cunt is loosening up." We both know it isn't true; I am still painfully tight around your invading fingers. "No Master please!" I shake my head. "You know it will tear me. Please don't..." You relent, unceremoniously withdrawing your fingers from me and holding them up to look at them. They are coated, dripping with my wetness, and the pads have started to prune. "Look at that, you fucking whore, you get off on being molested." I blush and turn my head away. "I didn't tell you to look away from me, did I? Here, clean these off." I look up at you as I suck my juices off your fingers, trying to endure this degrading experience obediently. "That's actually a damn good idea." You roll me onto the floor, release my wrists for a moment and then retie them behind my back. You leave me on the floor while you undress. I cannot see you, but I can hear you. "Up on your knees." I struggle to raise myself from my position on the floor, but I am too slow and you pull me up by my hair. I gasp and look up at you. You are naked, your glorious cock standing rock hard against your stomach. I lick my lips with anticipation. "You cock-whore. You can't wait to have my dick in your mouth. Wait-" You reach down and tear my shirt open, exposing my soft breasts, pearlescent buttons scattering across the floor. "That's better. Now, open up." You grab my hair again and feed your large cock into my wet mouth. With my hands behind my back I am unable to give you a proper blow job, but you jerk my head up and down the length of your cock, listening to me gag and moaning as I suck with all my might. "Yeah... like that... Look at me, dammit!" I cringe, but look up anyway; I can only imagine how slutty I look with my mouth filled with cock and saliva rolling down my chin. "Mmm... that's my naughty girl. You're so fucking good at this." I gag again and feel my eyes water, mascara running down my cheeks. Soon I feel your strokes becoming shallower and see your eyes roll back into your head. You groan as hot spurts of cum fill my mouth. I swallow as fast as I can, but some escapes my mouth and rolls down my lips. I know I will be punished for it, but right now I am enjoying being the recipient of your cum... When you finish cumming you sprawl back on the couch and look at me again. I meet your gaze, unsure of what I should do. You crook your finger at me again. I crawl on my knees. When I reach you, you use a finger to feed me the cum that is running down my chin and tits. "You know that's against the rules." I nod. You sigh. "Turn around." With little grace, I turn on my knees. "Fall forward, with your ass in the air. I'm not going to help you." I pause a moment. "Down whore!" Your angry voice causes me to obey: I cry out as my cheek scrapes against the floor, and I crawl forward a bit to get my ass as high in the air as possible. You lean forward and push my skirt into a belt around my waist. I remain in this position for what seems like several minutes, our breathing the only sounds. I know you are looking at my ass and my wet cunt. I wonder if there are still marks on my bottom from the last time you beat me. Possibly. Finally you speak: "The crop." I groan. I hate the crop. I love the crop. It bites into my flesh and makes me squeal, but the pain is heavenly. You get up, and return moments later. I hear the crop swish through the air as you take a few practice swings. "Let's see... what's a good number... seven." Seven? You never strike me an odd number of times, only even. *Swish* I gasp. *Swish* *Swish* I groan. *Swish* That was harder than the first three. *Swish* *Swish* I gasp again. One more... *SWISH* A scream escapes my lips as the cruel crop bites my cunt lips. I slip forward, off my knees, to protect my poor pussy. "Oh no you don't." You hit your knees behind me and grab my hips roughly, forcing me back into position. Then, reconsidering, you pull me up into a kneeling position again and maneuver me toward the couch, resting my upper body on the cushions, my arms still secured behind my back. You smack my ass hard and I gasp. "Be right back love." I shudder. I always get nervous if you leave the room while I am bound. You kneel behind me again when you return, and I hear you pop the bottle cap on the lube... "I'm going to take this tight ass tonight." I groan. I love it up the ass... God I'm such a whore... but you are still working out your frustration, and it frightens me. "Please don't hurt me Master," I whisper timidly. It seems strange after being whipped, but you understand: I am asking you not to damage me. My fear seems to soften you somewhat, and you stroke my hair as you croon in my ear: "I'll never really harm you. You know that." I relax as you rub the lube around, and then into my tight asshole. One finger, then two, stretching me as I moan softly. Over and over you twist your slick fingers into me, preparing me. You know that I am ready when I start to push back, fucking your fingers with my ass. "You're such a filthy whore," you laugh as you slide your fingers from my ass. I whimper at the loss, but I know what is next... And now, the pain. The pain as you push your thick cock deep inside me. I whimper, feeling the head pop in, and the burning sensation that follows. You push in steadily, hearing me struggle until your balls are finally resting against my soft pussy. Not wasting any time, you pump in and out of me, my ass stretching to accommodate you. You pick up speed and increase your depth: faster, harder, deeper. "Yeah," you grunt, "So fucking tight." I whimper softly, but this only pushes you into a more frenzied state, causing you to fuck my ass faster and harder. And even though it hurts, I feel my clit rubbing against the couch cushion. I feel the familiar tingling and know that I am going to cum soon. "Please Master... I'm going to... may... I..." My voice trails off as coherent thought become impossible for me. "May you what, whore? What do you want?" You punctuate each word with a thrust of your cock. "Cum... I wanna cum... Please..." I know I am starting to whine, but I have gone past the point of caring. "Cum. Cum now!" You continue to pound into me, and I cum from the mix of sensations. My ass squeezes around your cock, bringing you off with me. You flood my ass with your hot cum, your cock jerking deep within me. You finally collapse on my back. Moments later, you slip your softening cock from my ass and untie me. You kiss me gently, and I ask, "What would you like for dinner?" Rough Night It had been awhile since we had sex, real sex. That ear ringing, scream inducing, soul shaking, body quivering, mind numbing type of sex. I could also tell by your recent mood and body language that you were bored, and having one of those conversations with you calling me timid and me leaving insulted was not going to happen. There was no way I was going through that shit. I knew I had to take matter into my own hands. You got up to go shower and I put my plan into action. I pulled out all of your favorite "toys" placed them in a discreet location. Still within my reach but out of site. You came back into the room wearing little black shorts and a white baby-tee top. The smell drifted throughout the room and nothing smells as enticing as a woman fresh out of the shower. I was standing at the foot of the bed. You went to walk around to your side of the bed and I blocked your path. You looked up at me with a confused expression on your face and asked "What?" Quickly I grabbed the back of your head by the hair , not enough to hurt but enough that you followed my lead, and I kissed you. Kissed you hard, furious, dominating. I released you from my kiss and I felt you sway. I knew I had you right where I wanted you. I looked down into your eyes and growled at you, "You're Mine! Say It!" You half whimpered half whispered, "I'm yours." "Good," I said, "now get undressed and lie down on the bed." "Why?" you questioned. "I didn't ask for any fucking questions. I said get undressed and lie down in the goddamn bed," I said in a hoarse whisper. I let go of your hair as you began to fumble with your shorts and you lifted your arms so I could help you with your top. You stood there naked in front of me, not as my wife but as a woman ready to be taken by a man. You sat down on the bed, slid back, and rested you head on the pillow all the while never taking your eyes off me. I laid down next to you and pulled my neck tie from under my pillow. I hated that damn tie. I only wore it to work when I had to, however, recently it had served another purpose. I lifted your hands above your head and slipped the knot tight around your wrists. You struggled at first but the glare I gave you to stop moving spoke all the words I needed it to. I began to kiss your soft and supple breasts until my mouth found your erect and eagerly awaiting nipple. I kiss it softly and begin to gently flick it with my tongue. My hand slowly moves its way down your moist and ready flesh. I use, as you have so often described, to begin slowly stroking you. Not staying on just one area just getting a feel for how aroused I'm making you. Next I begin to tickle your clit with my fingers all the gently sucking, licking, and biting your nipple. I can tell you are close to the edge, but I am not letting you get off the easy. I tease you for a few moments more bringing you closer and closer to your breaking point, and then I pull back. You gasp and whimper, and look at me with a pleading look in your eyes to let you cum, but it's not gonna happen. I lean in close and whisper in your ear to turn over. You asked no questions, but turned quickly onto your stomach and got up on your knees putting your beautiful round ass in the air. I grabbed the "toys" while you were getting into position. I walked behind you and knelt down so I could kiss you exposed sex. I don't stay there long before I stand up leaving you once again unfulfilled. I take the larger of the two "toys" I have and slide it into you. You moan with pleasure as you take every inch of it into you. I slowly start to fuck you with long and slow strokes. As I move it in and out of you it gets wetter and wetter. You womanly scent hangs in the air arousing me to the point where I almost lose control. I take a deep breath to regain my composure, and continue teasing you. I picked up your smooth purple vibrator and lubed it up thoroughly. I turned it on and placed the head of it just inside your ass. You're ready for it almost to the point of begging. Your body is enjoying every erotic thing I am doing to you. I gently push the vibrator into your ass, working it in slowly inch by inch. Your body begins to shiver and quake. I start moving both toys in and out of you giving you that double penetration sensation you yearn for, but rarely ever admit to. Your moaning grows louder and starts to border on screaming. You can't take it anymore and cry out, "Please just fuck me!" "Where?" I ask slyly. "Oh God, anywhere I just wanna feel you inside of me!" I pull out both toys and take off my shorts. My cock stands erect and ready. I pour some lube between your ass cheeks. You know what I'm going to do, but you don't protest. I push my cock head just inside your ass, you let loose a gasp of pleasure and pain. You start to push back on me so I know this is what you want. I push deeper all the way into you. You begin to writhe and squeal as I move in and out of you. Grabbing a nearby pillow you bit down to muffle you screams of pleasure and you cum over and over again, giving you the sweet release you've been longing for all night. With one final hard thrust, I cum, deep inside you. We collapse together my throbbing cock still in your spasming asshole. Still cumming together. I remove myself from you and turn you over. I untie you hands and kiss you gently on the lips and tell you to say it. "I'm yours," you reply. Rough Night In the middle of sending Him another text message, the knock at the door makes her start. She looks at the clock and then glances briefly down at her phone. Twenty past nine. With a sigh, she stands and drops it onto the sofa before going to open the front door, pulling her robe around her and holding it closed with one hand. With the other, she twists the catch and pulls the door open to her visitor, the cold November air flowing around her and causing her nipples to harden almost painfully. To her surprise, she finds herself looking up straight into His face. Slightly taken aback at Him being on her doorstep instead of busy at work as He'd claimed, it takes her a moment to start to speak to Him. "Hi! What're you..." The sentence is cut off midway as His strong hand grips her throat, partially restricting her air. He pushes her back into the entrance hall of her home, shutting the door behind Him in one movement. Both of her hands come up to take hold of His forearm in an attempt to keep her balance, causing her robe to fall open and expose her almost naked body to Him. The thin material of her thong the only barrier between His rough advances and her smooth, warm flesh. He forces her backwards until she collides with a wall, her head impacting with the plaster and drawing a slight gasp from her lips. He leans into her, placing His mouth over hers and kissing her violently, one hand on her throat keeping her under His will as the other roams over her breasts and down to her hips. As He devours her, she loosens her grip on His arm and allows her hands to drop to her sides, all thoughts of falling gone from her head. His cold fingers wrap around the thin material of the front panel of her underwear and, with a swift, hard, movement tears them from her body. The brief stab of pain between her legs as the material tightens and bunches before giving way, causing her to whimper into the kiss. He discards her ruined thong onto the floor and immediately seeks access to her body, forcing His hand between her legs. Quickly, she moves her feet apart, spreading her thighs for Him and offering Him what he wants. One way or the other, she knows that He'll take it anyway. His fingers push into her hot opening, spreading her body around the invasion as He stops the hard kiss. They both feel her body respond further to His rough attentions as He rotates his hand, twisting His fingers inside her and revelling in the way that she whimpers as much as her partially constricted windpipe will allow. Abruptly, He withdraws His fingers from her and takes a handful of her hair. He releases her throat and spins her around, pushing her, face first, back into the wall. As He does, she brings her hands up and places them flat against the hard surface. He takes hold of her robe at the collar and pulls it down and away from her, forcing her arms back down and removing the last vestiges of her protection. In another movement, he snaps handcuffs onto her left wrist and pulls her arm down behind her back, the cold steel digging into her arm. Quickly, she moves her right arm down next to the left, ready for Him to secure her for whatever He wants to do with her. He snaps the second cuff shut around her wrist and moves in close enough to her that she can feel his hard, swollen shaft against her body. He pulls her head back by her hair, twisting it towards Him and she looks up into His eyes. With His other hand and without releasing her hair, He turns her away from the wall and half drags her up the stairs. With her held in front of Him, He enters her bedroom and throws her down on the bed where she rolls over onto her back. Before she can take a breath, He is on her. His body weight pinning her underneath Him and causing the cuffs to dig into her arms and the small of her back. Swiftly, his hand is back upon her throat, tighter this time and making her breathing ragged. Now she can feel Him at her body's opening and in response she pushes her knees further apart for Him. In one hard movement He enters her totally, forcing His way into her and impaling her completely. A terrible mixture of pain and sexual excitement build into something within her that would have been a scream, if not for the time it has got to throat it becomes little more than a croak because of His grasp on her airway. Out of breath and helpless, she lays under Him as he thunders into her repeatedly. Every stroke a terrible combinations of tease and torture, pleasure and pain. The limited air that He allows her to have only serving to heighten everything else happening to her and making her head spin. As He ravages her, she can feel everything, every nuance of pain, every tingle of her body's reaction to the delightful abuse. It hits her, the sensations reaching such a level as to tip her over the edge into oblivion while He continues to pummel her sore body. The effects of the orgasm, combined with the way He has controlled her breathing take her almost to the edge of consciousness and leave her only vaguely aware of things happening. In this state, she feels Him moving her, placing her as He wants her. As she begins to be able to focus again, she becomes aware of how He's positioned her, with her face in the pillows and her ass in the air, presented for Him. It only takes a second for it to register with her as she feels the tip of Him against her tight opening. Steadily, but with less force than He took her before, He pushes his way into her ass, filling her. She grunts into the pillow at the initial pain, knowing that it will do no good to ask Him to stop and not really wanting to in any case. Steadily, He increases His pace, taking her with almost as much power as He did before. The pain subsides as He continues to use her body for His own pleasure, His pace and strength of His thrusts increasing with every moment. Abruptly, He slams into her harder than on any previous occasion, forcing a small scream from her. Immediately she feels Him withdraw and, with one firm hand, He pushes against her hip and tips her over onto her side. Allowing the momentum to carry her, she rolls over onto her back, and looks up at Him as He kneels astride her, coming over her stomach and breasts. He stands up and briefly looks at her, laying spread before Him, before reaching into a pocket and throwing a key onto the bed next to her. Without a further word, He walks out of the room and, a few seconds later, she hears the front door shut. She looks down onto the bed at the key He left, the key to the cuffs still keeping her hands secured behind her back. After fumbling for a time, she manages to get the key and free her aching arms. She rubs her bruised wrists as she walks downstairs, picking up her discarded robe on the way. As she reaches the lounge, her phone beeps, signifying a text message. With a smile, and guessing who the sender might be, she picks up the phone and opens the message. Rough Night with Becca I smile a little watching Becca from across the store. She was beautiful even if she didn't believe it herself. She was 5'8 couldn't be any more than 125 pounds, blue eyes, black hair. Her hair was naturally a brownish red but she always dyed it black. Most people would label Becca a "goth" type person. But she wasn't, she just liked wearing black. She wore black make up around her eyes, black lip stick on her beautiful lips, she always dressed in black, everything from her shirts to her pants, skirts, even her bra and panties were always black. I was quite different in appearance from her, I'm around 5'11, a muscular 170 pounds, blue eyes and black hair as well only mine was naturally black. I'm 23 years old, two years older than Becca. I look around the store a bit where she worked. She was a cashier at a local grocery store right down the street from the office where I worked as a computer tech. Becca was standing there talking to one of her friends. I slowly walk up behind her as her friend walks off. "Hey sexy." I smile wrapping my arms around her. Becca smiles. "Hey baby." She says turning her head to look at me. "You ready?" I ask kissing her cheek. "Yeah I gotta grab my purse." She says slowly pulling away from me walking into the break room in the back. I stand there for a moment waiting on her. "Hungry?" I ask as she walks back towards me. "Yeah I'm starving" Becca smiles leaning against me as we walk out. I put my arm around her shoulders. "Alright, want me to make dinner tonight or do you wanna go out?" I ask opening the door to my car and letting her get in. "I was thinking maybe we could go and get some take out or something." She says buckling up as I get in. "Alright, that sounds good." I smile buckling up and starting the car. Becca smiles and leans back in the seat as I pull out of the parking lot. We drive around a bit until we both decide on where to get the food. We finally get to our house and I park in front of it. We get out and walk to the front door. I unlock it and open it letting her walk in first. I smile as Becca walks over and sits on the couch. I smile and hit the button on the answering machine to play the messages and walk over sitting beside her. Becca smiles getting the food out. "I'll get us something to drink." I say getting up and walking into the kitchen. I come back with our drinks and we sit on the couch eating and talking about our day at work. We finish our food and I toss the trash away and sit back beside her on the couch. Becca moves over and lays against me. "Aw my baby tired?" I ask kissing the side of her head. "Yeah." She smiles turning her head. I lean over softly and slowly kissing her. Becca moves closer to me kissing me back as her arms slowly wrap around me I gently pull her over onto my lap. She straddles me continuing to softly and slowly kiss me. I slowly move my arms around her letting them rest on her back as she slowly breaks the kiss. She looks into my eyes gently biting her bottom lip. "Come on let's go shower." She says softly as she slowly gets up. I watch her as she slowly walks towards the stairs. I watch her as she swings her hips side to side taunting me. I slowly stand up and walk over locking the front door. I turn and look at Becca again and she smiles the sexiest smile and motions for me to follow her. Without hesitation I follow her, slowly walking up the stairs behind her. We slowly walk to our bedroom and Becca turns around slowly starting to strip off her clothes. Starting with her shirt she grabs the bottom of it and slowly pulls it over her head. I lean against the door frame a bit watching her. Becca smiles at me and slides her hands down her bra covered breasts and down her flat stomach getting to the button of her jeans. She slowly unbuttons and unzips her pants. She slowly turns around and bends over slowly pushing her jeans down giving me a fantastic view of her thong covered ass. I smile watching her feeling my cock harden. I reach down grabbing the bottom of my shirt and pulling it up and over my head. Becca turns and starts walking towards the bathroom. She stops in the doorway and reaches behind her unhooking her bra and dropping it into the floor. I undo my pants and take them off before following her into the bathroom. I smile seeing her bent over turning on the water in the shower. I reach down pushing my boxers down and off. She stands up and smiles at me before letting her gaze fall upon my cock. I slowly walk over to her watching her as she pushes her thong down before stepping out of it. She looks up into my eyes before leaning up kissing me softly and slowly. I put my hands on her hips gently squeezing them a little bit as her hand slowly travels down my stomach before reaching my hard, nine and a half inch cock. I let out a little moan feeling her hand gently wrap around my cock, slowly starting to stroke me. We slowly break the kiss as we stare deep into each others eyes. I lean forward softly kissing her neck. "Mmm baby maybe we should shower later." She softly moans. "Why's that?" I ask rubbing my hands over her firm breasts. Becca moans and leans up. "Cause I want you to fuck...my...brains...out..." She softly breaths into my ear. I reach over and turn the water off in the shower. Becca smiles before walking past we going towards our bedroom. I slowly follow her as she stops in front of the bed. I smile and gently push her down on the bed. She looks up at me with innocent eyes as she rolls over onto her back closing her legs tightly. I kneel beside her on the bed and gently rub my fingertips up her long beautiful legs. My hands reach her thighs and I slowly slide them back down to her ankles. I look up into her eyes seeing a hint of a smile in them. I gently grab her ankles and slowly pull them apart. Becca giggles trying to close them. "Oh what you don't want it now?" I ask smiling a little bit. Becca just giggles and bites her bottom lip. I open her legs up again and move over between them. Becca smiles and raises one of her legs laying it over my shoulder. I tilt my head and lean forward softly kissing up the inside of her leg. She closes her eyes for a moment before hooking her leg behind my head and pulling me forward. "Baby come on fuck me already!" She whines playfully. I smile a move up closer to her. I bring my hand down letting my finger slowly trace the center of her pussy lips feeling her wetness seeping out. I move a little bit pressing the head of my hard cock against her pussy. Becca moans softly as the head presses inside her. I lean down looking into her eyes slowly pressing my cock deep inside her. She brings her legs up and wraps them around my waist. "I love you Becca." I say softly looking into her eyes. "I love you too Mikey." She says leaning up and kissing me. I slowly kiss her back starting to slowly thrust my cock in and out of her pussy. I place my hands at each side of her head, palms down as I lift myself up a bit making our lips separate. Becca moans as I start thrusting my cock in and out of her pussy, making long and slow strokes. "Mmm baby." Becca moans as her back arches. I keep thrusting slowly and deeply loving the feel of her tight and moist pussy around my cock. I watch her as I start increasing my speed. Becca moans loudly as she feels my cock thrusting in and out of her pussy at a faster speed. "Oh yeah, give it to me." Becca moans out as her body lifts up off the bed a little bit. I groan a little bit as I start thrusting in and out of her pussy faster. Becca arches her back highly as her first orgasm of the night explodes inside her. I groan again feeling her orgasming pussy contract around my cock. "Hard...har...harder." She moans loudly as her body starts to shake slightly. I let go and start thrusting harder and faster, deeper in and out of her pussy. Becca gasps arching her back again as I continue to pound in and out of her pussy. I reach down and grab her legs bringing them up and putting them over my shoulders letting my cock thrust deeper inside her pussy. "Oh fuck!" She moans out as she orgasms again. Becca grabs me and pulls me close to her, holding on me keeping me from moving. I put my arms around her letting her catch her breath a bit. Once her breathing goes back to normal she grabs me and rolls us over letting her be on top. I lay back looking up at her. "My turn." She says softly placing her hands onto my chest. I reach up rubbing Becca's breasts softly as she starts to slowly rock back and forth on my cock. I close my eyes for a moment loving the feel of her pussy. Becca leans forward a bit and starts to slowly ride me. I place my hands on her hips squeezing them slightly as I hear Becca softly moan again. "Baby your pussy feels so good." I say softly Becca smiles and sits up and looks down at me as she starts slowly moving up and down on my cock. I moan softly loving this. Becca raises up and stops with just the head of my cock inside her pussy. She looks down into my eyes before slamming down onto my cock making both of us moan out loudly. Becca presses down on my chest as she starts riding my cock quickly. I hold onto her hips as she bounces up and down on my cock hard. Inaudible noises comes from both of our lips as she keeps riding my cock for all it's worth. "Oh fuck!" I call out feeling myself getting closer to cumming. Becca moans loudly as she reaches up and grabs the headboard of our bed. She grips onto it tightly as she continues to ride my cock. Sweat was covering both of our bodies, our breathing was heavy, we were like two animals going at it. Becca picks up more speed cursing under her breath as her eyes roll back into her head a bit. "Becca I'm gonna." I don't get to finish my warning as Becca screams out as her body shakes violently, cumming harder than I've ever seen her cum before. Feeling her pussy grip my cock tightly I grunt loudly as I erupt inside her, squirting my cum deep inside her pussy. Becca gasps and collapse on top of me. I lift my arms and wrap them around her holding her against me. Becca continues moaning softly as her body finally stops shaking. "Fuck" Becca says breathlessly. "I love you Bec." I say softly trying to catch my breath. "I fucking love you too." She says softly lifting her head up slightly smiling at me. I reach up and gently cup her face in my hands before leaning up and softly kissing her. We slowly break the kiss after a few moments and I help Becca up off my cock and lay her beside me. I turn onto my side and wrap my arms around her, as we both fall asleep.