I shook my head up at him and pressed my lips together. He would have to do more than just-
He slapped me across the face with his palm and pulled my jaw open with his hand. I spit out the panties. Forcing himself in my mouth, he thrust all the way down my throat, not giving me any room to breathe.
He drove his dick all the way down my throat until his balls were pressing against my lips. And even then, he forced himself farther down my throat, so some of his balls were inside my mouth. I stared up at him through teary eyes.
He roughly hit the back of my head with his hand, making sure I took as much of him as I could.
I placed my hands on his thighs, trying to push him away, but he held me tighter against him. Spit and drool filled my mouth, and I gargled in an attempt to breathe.
He pinched my nose closed, so I couldn't breathe. I gagged on him, the spit running down my chin, while my cheeks flushed.
God, I loved this. I loved this so fucking much.
"Tell me that you're a whore, and I'll let you breathe," he said.
"Aaamma hoh," I said, my pussy clenched at just listening to how stupid I sounded.
"What was that?" he mocked.
I closed my eyes, trying to form words again.
He slapped me hard across the face again. "Keep your eyes open when you're talking to me."
"Aaamma hor," I tried again.
He pulled out of me, and I collapsed onto my hands, staring up at him through teary eyes. I gasped for breath, my chest rising and falling quickly.
"What are you?"
"A whore!" I yelled through my breaths.
He bent down and roughly snaked his hand around my throat, pulling me up to my feet.
"You're a fucking whore," he corrected.
My jaw clenched as I glared at him. "I'm a fucking whore," I repeated.
He smirked at me, turned me around, and harshly pushed me up against the wall. After pressing the side of my face flat against our bedroom wall, he rubbed his cock against my ass.
"Spread your legs and arch your back like a whore would." He smacked the insides of my thighs with his palm.
I spread my legs apart and pressed my chest against the wall, waiting for him to enter me. I felt the tip of his head rub against my wetness, and my pussy clenched.
He continued to rub against my pussy, not entering me, then slapped it roughly against my clit, causing me to moan. A wave of pleasure coursed through my body. He did it again and watched my tits bounce as I jumped from the pleasure.
"Bounce those fucking tits for me," he said. He slapped me again and again and again with his cock, watching me jump in pleasure.
My nipples brushed against the wall, and I moaned. God, it felt so good. So fucking good.
I pressed my legs together, unable to contain the pleasure coursing through me. I needed a release.
He pressed his hardness against my ass, snaked a hand around my throat, and pulled me against him, lips on my ear. "I said, spread your fucking legs."
I did as I was told and spread my legs wider than before. My pussy pulsed, just waiting for him to slip inside of me and take me. "Please," I begged.
Please what?" he mumbled against my ear.
"Please put your cock inside of me," I continued.
He slapped his cock on my pussy again, and I moaned.
"Please."
He smirked against my neck. "That's what I like. A whore that begs." His teeth dug into my shoulder, biting lightly, then he thrust himself deep inside of me.
I screamed out in pleasure as he thrust his hardness into my tight pussy. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pulled me back as his cock pumped furiously into my pussy. My legs shook in pleasure as he wrapped his arm around my waist and began to rub circles around my clit.
Moaning loudly from the pleasure building in my core, I clenched myself around him. "Harder," I breathed.
He slammed into me harder, burying his dick as deep as it would go. I gripped his wrist as the pleasure pulsed throughout my body.
Just when I was about to release myself on him, he pulled his hand away from my clit.
"No, please …" I begged. "I need it!"
"The only thing you need is my cum in your mouth," he said.
He took himself out of me and shoved me to the ground. He stood in front of me, furiously jerking his cock in my face. He wrapped his hand around my throat to hold me still as I parted my lips and waited patiently for his cum.
He thrust his cock a few times down my throat, then pulled out and came all over my face. With the head of his cock, he rubbed it against my face, making me sticky with his cum.
Then, he took his fingers, drew them across my face, fingers gathering his thick cum, and shoved them into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around his fingers and sucked off his cum. He pulled them out of me, picked me up off of the ground, and sat me on the bed.
His lips met my clit, and he pushed his finger inside of me. My legs shook, the pressure returning almost immediately. When I was about to release again, he pulled away.
"Beg for it," he said. "It's what a whore like you does best."
I looked down at him through lust-filled eyes. His lips trailed up my body, and he put his hand on my clit, rubbing it gently.
"Beg for it, Janna."
My core clenched. I needed a release.
"Please," I breathed.
He smirked against my skin as his lips made their way to my chest. He put his lips on my nipple, making it wet, and I moaned.
"Please!" I begged louder, unable to handle this anymore.
He flicked my nipple with his tongue as his fingers rubbed my core harder, building me up again.
"Please, Nicholas!"