You've dreamed for years about fucking Sue. It's been more than enough time for you to build up a cache of fantasies. As bitchy, vain and out-of-reach as she is beautiful it only made you lust for her more.
Wriggling that firm ass you've long wanted to spank you rub it all over Heinie's lap, lipping your lips as you stare into his eyes.
"I always want it," you tell him throatily, biting back a smile as you see his adam's apple bob up and down.
"How many? How many guys have you fucked?"
"Oh, dozens at least," you say with a wink. You bet Sue could count on one hand how many guy's she'd deigned to touch, but your mind is deep in your fantasies, and you embellish. "Only a few are boys at school. Or teachers. There was this guy on the subway who had the biggest dick. God, he fucked me in the middle of rush-hour traffic bare-back. It was the best thing since the gang bang at the college frat party. And then there were those three black guys I met on a field trip..."
Fantasies you'd long-developed pour out of your mouth without you hearing them. Filthy, humiliating scenarios Sue would be horrified by spew forth, making you hotter and hotter and you all but fuck Heinie through his pants. You're near the end of a story involving accepting money from an older guy to buy a minidress when your words turn into a loud cry and you crush your pussy down on the bulge of his throbbing dick. Through his pants and the haze of your shattering orgasm you feel him cumming, staining his pants from the inside while your gushing cunt stains them from the outside.
For a long moment you breath hard, pushing Sue's pussy hard upon the wet spot on his jeans. Then you raise your face, shaking the hair from your eyes and put on your most derisive face, the one she's directed at you often enough. God she looks beautiful like that.
"God, you couldn't hold it could you? I mean, here I was all ready to fuck you and instead you came in your pants like a little boy."
Sneering, you push away from him, taking a few steps toward the door. "I would have even let you fuck my ass with your little dick," you say, showing him the delectable derriere and smacking it hard. "But I bet you would have cum before you even got it in. It'll be a miracle if you ever get laid. One thing's for sure," you smirk back at him, opening the front door. It's not going to be me who fucks you. When you blew your wad in your pants you blew your chance at a hot slut like me. I'd fuck a bum before I fucked you."
Slamming the door you bite back a laugh, both at the sight of his face all purple with rage and embarrassment, and at the thought of how he'd post that video and any others he had, showing Sue in all her glory. God you'd better get back to your computer so you can look for it. You can send him an e-mail as yourself if you can't find the link.
With your mind focussing on the delightful prospect of Sue's humiliation you forget entirely about being naked until you stand before your own door. |