Stacy — That's what you said (1)

Stacy — That's what you said (1)
"Give your spoiled whore of a fiancée dick, baby," I said as he let me up sometime later.

"Later. You've been coming for ages, baby. Give my pussy a rest," he said gently, wiping the drool and tears off my face.

"And you've been hard just as long. Let me pleasure my dick," I said, palming his dick through his pants.

He inhaled sharply, frustration all over his face, but stayed frozen in the chair.

"This wasn't for me, my princess. It was for you," he said lovingly, getting up and taking me off guard by picking me up bridal style and carrying me to the bedroom.

He walked to the bed, laid me down on it and said, "How about we open up some champagne and I'll wrap you up in my arms."

Was he fucking crazy? I was out of my mind with need. There was no fucking way we were waiting another second.

"We play rough, baby. You will be taking dick in our bedroom tonight. It's not torture, it's foreplay. That's what you said. It can't be foreplay if there's no main event," I said, getting on top of him to straddle him, unzip his pants and pull his dick out.

"Fuck you, your stupid quotes and your photographic memory. We have all night. There's no rush, baby," he said, deep satisfaction crossing his face as he moaned loudly, watching me stroke his dick.

I wasn't going to be deterred. Seeing my handiwork on display as red scratches lined his torso, the quick rise and fall of his chest only heightened the need to be fucked immediately.

"Having all night doesn't mean we should waste time. More fucking is always preferable to less," I said, tearing my eyes off what I did to him to crawl down his body.

Only moments ago, I was almost in tears seeing the blood. What the fuck was going on with me now? I needed it so badly, I had tunnel vision. I couldn't think of anything but being filled up with dick.

"Despite what you think, I still do Pilates. So here's what's going to happen. I'm going to do a plank on the floor. You'll have thirty seconds to pick my legs up and fuck deep into me from behind. If that doesn't happen, I'm going to assume you want to get fucked instead. I'm going to get back up here, lather your dick in lube and lower my tight, unprepared ass onto it. Then I'm going to fuck you. Dealer's choice, Scottie," I said, so desperate to be fucked I was fine with seducing him.

I dragged my tongue up and down every inch of his dick before I slipped off the bed and followed through with the plan. By the time I had counted up to twenty, he was behind me, his hands sliding up my legs and thighs.

"How sure are you I won't fuck that underused ass myself, my princess? Taunting me after having me hard for so long isn't a good idea, whore," he said huskily, grabbing my thighs and raising them up in the air as he positioned himself between them.

"I don't fucking care as long as you're deep inside me. Just fuck me. Almost out of time, Scottie," I warned him, anticipation swirling in my gut as I waited to have him inside me.

"Spoiled, dick hungry, brat. Fucking take it then. Don't expect me to be nice after this coercion. Remember my whore begged for it," he said, sinking deep into my pussy, reaching depths inside me he hadn't since we got home from Europe.

His dick bottoming out in my pussy alone had me coming already. It didn't help that his hand would be on the back of my left thigh throughout this experience. When we did this in Europe, there were no erogenous zones. No constantly coming pussy. Could I really support myself for what was about to happen?

"Remember Prague, my horny fiancée," he said, pulling back to begin thrusting.

I could tell even displaying that bit of concern took a lot of self restraint. He was completely lost to the pleasure of being inside me the moment his dick started moving.

"Give me a hard dicking with that good dick, baby," I said, surprising myself with how confident I sounded that I could still pull this shit off.

I couldn't help it though. So deep inside me, impatiently picking up speed as he clutched onto my thighs and pounded away at my pussy.

"So good baby. So fucking good. Shit, I need it so badly. Fuck me. Fuck me more, Scott," I screamed, not even the quaking world enough to make me stop begging for it.

"Good, slutty pussy. Squeezing that dick so greedily already. Take your dicking, my dirty seductress. As much as you want tonight, baby. Any way you want it," he said, his dick drilling my pussy mercilessly.

Thinking of the core strength and effort it took for him to be fucking me like this made every deep, hard thrust all the more powerful. Being in charge was fun, but I loved being his ragdoll so much more. Having the shit fucked out of me was worth sacrificing all control for. A drooling mess once more, it was all I could do to stay in position while my pussy took its fucking.

"Yes, yes, yes. More. More. More," I begged relentlessly, helpless and dizzy with pleasure. "Fuck all my holes," I muttered.

"Stop asking for things you shouldn't be, baby," he snarled angrily, quick, frantic strokes following his command.

Heavy breathing behind me as the lust got the better of him. Part of me wondered if this was what I was like in Barcelona. Greedy. Demanding. Eager. Insatiable.

"It wouldn't be the first time I took dick up all my holes, would it?" I taunted him, pushing for it despite my trembling forearms barely holding me up anymore.