Starting with the date-dashes with Mindy and how she ended things when I wanted more, justifiably so. Then the constant fact that Lucille always took without giving and getting what she wanted. And now this?
It was too much for a guy to take. Well, to Hell with it. Enough was enough.
Adrenaline and testosterone gave me strength and I managed to push her off of me and sent her stumbling onto her feet. Caught off-guard, she staggered until she bumped against the wall opposite our parents’ room. I leapt off the bed, pressing her against the wall and covering her mouth with one hand while the other positioned the head of my cock to penetrate her.
If she was going to treat me like her fuck-toy, then I would do the same. If she wanted to get fucked so badly like a bitch-in-heat, then I’d give her spoiled little ass what she wanted on my terms and use her for my pleasure. Without mercy or concern, I took her from behind, sinking into her tight chasm of sensual flesh raw again.
Lucille wanted to scream as I forced myself deep inside her all of a sudden, the shift in the power dynamics too quick for her to adjust to right away. But with my hand over her mouth the screams never became loud enough to be a problem as I lost myself in the bestial lust and rage.
Like a piston I pumped at her without restraint, pounding in and out of her. The room was sweltering as our bodies felt like they were melting, sweat and musk becoming more and more poignant as we continued. Muffled moans and whimpers slipped through my fingers covering her mouth as Lucille was overwhelmed by the fierce nature of my thrusts, joined with my pants and grunts. “This is what you wanted right? Enjoy!”
A strained mewl was her only response as her legs began wobbling, losing strength under my weight as I leaned in and pounded her harder. Eventually they gave in and she crumbled to her knees, her chest on the floor with her hips up. Finally she was in the proper position for a bitch-in-heat like she always was.
It made me fuck her harder. The hardwood beneath our knees creaking as droplets of sweat began splattering over the surface. So taken with the feel of her pounding her senseless, my mouth was gaping open as my tongue hung down like a dog. At this point we were barely above the level of beasts, breeding to satisfy ourselves and unable to stop until the assault pushed Lucille into climax.
“MMMPH~!!” she cried, her grey-eyes clenching shut and a damning scream barely held back by my grip on her mouth as the tension in her body was compressed and released all at once. Because the walls began cresting and contracting, her already tight cunt grew tighter and constantly tried to catch my cock as it forced its way in and out.
But eventually the walls closed in and trapped my already primed erection, clenching it in a maw of heavenly bliss that overwhelmed me. There was no stopping it. With a final groan my cum flooded her pussy in a surge of white excitement, the forbidden delight of it numbing my body as rolling waves of pleasure cascaded over me.
The maddening pleasure eventually petered out. When the last of it poured out in a final spurt, I breathed out a long and relieved sigh. The release sapped the strength and excitement right out of me, exhaustion replacing maddening desire as the erection became limp and I pulled out.
Lucille went still on the floor, her body giving the occasional jerk as some of the white fluid emptied onto the floor. She was breathing heavily, her eyes glazed over as the ecstasy that brought her to climax still lingered.
Even though I had gotten my revenge, it wasn’t enough. She would go right back to the way things were unless I made it stick. I kneeled next to her head and whispered in her ear, “There’s going to be some changes from here on. Understand?”
Her only response was a weak nod and then a twitch.
Lucille’s POV
Even after a month passed I could still clearly recall that night when Claude turned the tables on me. I could recall my body still trembling in the occasional spasms as his cum seeped out of me and dirtied the floor. I always did say he needed to man-up a little and stop being a pushover.
He did and now I found myself sucking his cock clean after he filled me up again so that I could borrow the car in the morning. That was how things worked from then on. If I wanted it I had to earn it with my body, and at this point he practically owned me.
He wouldn’t even let me fuck anyone else. Not until I paid him back for everything I took before now. When you consider the time from when I was ten until now, it was a long-ass list.
I should be mad. But I just couldn’t be furious or resist him since now I had his delicious cock as a trade-off. It wouldn’t be wrong to say that I was addicted to it.
Now if only he’d stop fucking me right outside Mom and Dad’s room before they catch us and make me give it up…
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About the Author:
Mark Desires is an author of various, high-quality erotica stories with a contemporary or unusual paranormal fetish or themes that exceed the norm and become a rare breed. He began in 2012 and continues to write various short stories for the entertainment of others.
Webpage: Mark Desires Erotica
Blog: Mark Desires Erotica @ Tumblr
Twitter: @markdesires
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