Six

Last night...


Well I saw Punk last night. It started easily, a few drinks and gentle kisses on the couch. Then after a while he grabbed me by the back of the hair and marched me to the bedroom.


Things get a little dizzy and hazy on the order, but I'll do my best to remember them in order. I came so many times that it's all a little hazy.


He got me into the bedroom and threw me onto my knees. Hard. My knees are bruising up already. I hit the floor, my minidress flicked up, exposing my ass, covered with just a little pink lace g-string. I looked over my shoulder, as he brought his hand down on my ass. Hard.


Over and over. He slapped my ass cheeks. I cried out in pain. It hurt so wonderfully. My ass was red and raw. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me around on my knees and unzipped his pants with my face held against the crotch of his pants.


Pulling his cock out, he dragged my lips over it. I fondled his balls and sucked his cock hard. He was rough, dragging my head up and down. He forced his cock into my throat until I gagged hard.


He dragged me up onto the bed and bent me over. I was on my hands and knees, and he pulled my panties down to my knees. He shoved his tongue hard into my ass. He was rough, then he shoved two of his fingers in my pussy hard. 


He forced his fingers into my ass a moment later. My body shook with orgasms, I was dizzy and tipsy. I was orgasming endlessly.


The exact order of events gets more hazy after several orgasms, but he spent hours exploring my body, shoving his cock in my ass, my pussy, down my throat. 


He slapped me in the face, made me beg for his cock with a fist full of my hair, my juices dripping from him, holding my lips just near the end of his cock.


He pinned my ankles to the bed, with my knees resting firmly against my shoulders and licked my pussy and ass, then shoved his cock in my ass then my pussy then back to my ass.

He lifted me up, pushing my back against the wall, dropping me down on his cock over and over and over.


He pulled me to the end of the bed, bent me over it, fucking me hard in the ass, fingering my pussy, stopping just before I came. 


He put his hand over my mouth, and one around my throat so I couldn't breathe, and fucked me until I passed out. Four times. Over and over and over.


My breathing was desperate, ragged, intense. He bit my shoulder to bring me back, his cock still deep in my ass.


He threw me on my knees and jerked his cock hard, brushing the tip against my face. He shoved his cock hard down my throat, making me gag. He ordered me to look up at him. I did as he came hard down my throat, his hands digging into the back of my neck.

He loved listening to me gag on his cock, so he lay me on my back, slapped my face, slapped my tits, shoved his balls into my mouth, he hung my head over the edge of the bed and shoved his cock down my throat hard. He fucked my mouth so roughly and when he wanted to feel it, hear me gag, he wrapped his hands tightly around my throat making it so hard to breathe. 


It didn't take long, he was back fucking me, my pussy and my ass.


He shoved his cock in my pussy and fucked me, my legs over his shoulders, me coming constantly. He held me by the throat and made me look into his eyes, as he forced his cock back into my ass.


The second orgasm came faster, and he came deep in my ass.


I got up, while he closed his eyes for a moment and packed my things together. I thought he was asleep, and I started hunting for my little tiny dress. 


"Looking for this?" he held up my dress.
I went to snatch it. He pulled me across his lap, and spanked my ass over and over and over. He shoved his fingers into my pussy. 
"I told you I wanted to wake up next to you"


He started to roughly finger fuck my pussy. As I was about to come, he pulled them out, made me lick them, then shoved them back in my ass.


He fingerfucked my ass for a while, when he was done, he pulled his fingers out, and dragged me onto the bed and held me tight. He was exhausted. It was well and truly late into the night, and he'd been fairly athletic with me. We'd been at it for nearly 8 hours. He'd had me bent over, up against the wall, on my knees, he'd shoved his cock roughly everywhere he could, spanked me, slapped me, back handed me, forced me to masturbate in front of him until I came while calling me every name he could think of. He was exhausted.


I didn't sleep, I curled up silently. His tight grip around my wrist and the fact the front door was keylocked made me sure there was no easy way out.


I waited calmly.


The next morning he awoke, we dressed and went for a drive for coffee.


I wanted to go home, but I didn't want to upset him.


We came back and went through the door. He was a 'gentleman' and let me go first. He caught me on the way through in a headlock and dragged me to the kitchen counter.


He bent me over it, bit my shoulder through my dress, pulling my clean black lace panties aside. He tried to shove his cock straight into my pussy, but even though I was wet, I was far too tight.


He dragged my right knee up and put it on the counter, lifting my hips slightly so I couldn't touch the floor with the toes on my left foot. He leaned down and spat on my pussy lips, using the head of his cock to spread them around, slapped me and shoved his  fingers in my mouth. He pressed his cock into my pussy forcing it past the threshold. It hurt a little, feeling tight and abused from the night before. 


He grabbed a fistful of my hair and dragged my head back and fucked me as hard as he could. My hips ground against the counter. He came in my pussy this time. As he finished he stroked my hair, smoothing down the mess he'd made.


I was ready to leave, my make up was tidy enough and a quick smooth of my hair. He walked me to my car, pussy still dripping with his come.


I was exhausted. Fucked hard. Worn to the absolute limit.


He kissed me goodbye with his hand around my throat.


He promised me we'd play a game, I mentioned it before, "How many fingers can Punk fit in SSB?" 


Six. Three in my pussy with three in my ass. It was tight as hell and it hurt. But six. He's determined to fit more next time.


xxSSB