Chapter 63: Katie needs it too 002

Katie tutted with frustration at not being able to crack on with her presentation. But she had to admit she was keen to finish her latest book anyway, especially as it was a particularly raunchy novel. So she took herself back to bed for half an hour, knowing she had plenty of time before the latest IT man would be round.

But to her surprise, within 10 minutes the doorbell rang. Not good–Katie was at a very steamy section of the book and was way more aroused that she’d like. But she had to get this laptop mended, so she threw on a pair of joggers and a tracksuit top and answered the door.

Standing there was a lean, athletic young man, probably in his early 20s, his light grey polo shirt stretched taut over his firm chest, his blue eyes staring at Katie as he introduced himself. “Hi, I’m Matt. Here to fix the laptop?”

Katie blushed, embarrassed at her scruffy appearance and at his piercing stare as he brazenly eyed her up and down. She was annoyed at his roving eye and without returning his glance, simply stood to one side and replied, “In the sitting room.”

As he breezed past her, Katie couldn’t help but breathe in his scent. His physique was impressive and in different circumstances, Katie might be keen to flirt with this young hunk. But she was hardly looking her best and was still very much sick of men. She just wanted him to get the job done and get out.

Nonetheless she didn’t see any point in being rude so she offered a cup of tea and went into the kitchen, leaving Matt to get on with sorting out her IT issues. “I can definitely sort out your problem,” he said as she left the room. She looked at him and he wasn’t smiling, just staring. His double meaning didn’t feel like harmless flirting and she was rather unsettled.

She put the kettle on and stood in the kitchen waiting for it to boil. Suddenly she was aware of a presence nearby, but before she could turn away from the worktop, Matt was right behind her, almost touching her.

He moved his head to her shoulder. She froze. “What are you doing?” she said quietly, not moving.

“I could smell your wet pussy the moment you answered the door,” he replied slowly. “You must be absolutely gagging for it.”

Katie was incensed. “How fucking dare you! Get out of my personal space. In fact just get out!”

She pushed past him and headed for the kitchen door but before she could get there, Matt grabbed her arms with both hands and forced her face up against the wall.

“Now now, no need to be like that Katie,” he said menacingly into her ear. “Why not just admit you’re fucking horny and dying for some hard young cock?”

She was disgusted with him and his language, but to her horror she also found that she was turned on by his dominance of her. Before she could even reply he slipped his warm hand down the front of her jogging bottoms. He swiftly used his foot to open her legs wider and in no time he was gently stroking her soaking wet pussy. “My God, you’re even wetter than I expected,” he said, taunting her as he toyed with her clit.

“Stop it!” she said quickly. “You can’t do this! You can’t!” But she put hardly any force behind her words and instinctively thrust her pussy forwards as he fingered her. “You can’t do this…” she repeated helplessly, almost sobbing.

“Yes I can,” he replied. “I’m doing it right now. Do you really want me to stop?” His cockiness somehow turned her on even more. She was appalled with his presumptuousness and at her own lack of fight—but the reality was it had been way too long since a man had touched her, and here was a genuinely gorgeous young hunk stroking her cunt so deftly she thought she might come straight away.

She threw her head back against his shoulder. “You have to stop…now,” she said breathlessly, “I can’t do this, it’s wrong.”

But again he ignored her and used his left hand to turn her face towards him, kissing her passionately, then used the same hand to unzip her tracksuit top where underneath he found two rock hard nipples desperate for his attention. He ran his hand over both of them and despite her continued protests she found herself melting into him.

Suddenly he spun her round and grappled her quickly to the floor. Before she could even react, his mouth was on her left nipple, swirling his tongue around it. He started pulling down her jogging bottoms and she felt his rock hard cock through his jeans grinding against her soaking wet crotch. Still she made an effort to try and resist, disgusted at him and indeed herself.

But she knew deep down she desperately needed this; her body was actually demanding it. Matt got up to his knees and pulled off his polo shirt, revealing a lithe, tanned, hairless torso. More moisture flooded her pussy. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them down to his thighs. He wasn’t wearing any boxers and his erect cock sprang free. Katie licked her lips at the sight of it–it was way bigger than Rob’s and she instinctively opened her legs wider, readying herself for him.

Matt glanced down at her glistening pussy and smirked as he moved on top of her, holding himself up by his muscular arms. “You wanted me to fuck you the moment you answered the door, didn’t you,” he said, staring into her eyes, his look one of pure lust. “No,” said Katie, refusing to return his stare.

“Yes you did, you lying slut! Look at you, spread out on the floor, your legs wide open for a total stranger.” To her shock, she became even more turned on by his humiliating words. “You want me to spear that wet pussy with my dick. Admit it. It’s all you wanted from the moment you saw me.”

He moved his cock to the entrance of her quivering wet cunt and held it there, feeling the warmth radiating from it.

“No, it’s not true,” said Katie again, resisting him but biting her bottom lip in anticipation.

“You want me to ram it inside you as hard as I can, you want me to make you scream. Admit it! Say it, you slut!”

It was true–Katie was now desperate to be fucked senseless but she wasn’t going to freely admit it to this stranger.

“Say it!” he repeated, now rubbing his dick up and down her swollen pussy lips, driving her wild.

She couldn’t take it. “Yes!” she said finally. “God yes, I want you to fuck me hard. I need to feel you inside my pussy. Do it!”

Matt grinned at her slutty response, and in one swift movement, entered her and pushed himself balls deep inside of her.

She screamed at the glorious intrusion by such a huge dick, and wrapped her legs around him. He held his breath and luxuriated in the feeling of being inside her tight wet pussy bareback for a second or two before exhaling, pulling out and immediately thrusting himself fully back inside, causing her to arch her back in ecstasy as her pussy quickly accommodated the size of his massive cock.

Quickly he began to fuck her, sliding gloriously in and out of her hot cunt. She screamed out with every thrust, digging her nails into his back as his pubic bone came into contact with her swollen clit. Then he sped up the pace further, ramming himself violently into her, holding himself up by his arms and just fucking her with abandon, treating her like little more than a blow up doll.