Chapter 6 - Mike
As soon as I open the door, she lets out a little yelp of delight.
I’m holding a balloon with “Happy Valentine’s to the best girlfriend ever” on it.
I offer it to her, and she drops her duffel bag to take it, a huge smile on her face. “Oh wow, thank you! You’re the best boyfriend ever.”
I grin and hold the door open wider so that she can see past me. The corridor is strewn with rose petals all the way to the end. When she spots them, her eyes go wide and she flings herself at me.
“This is so sweet,” she says, peppering little kisses over my face. “I’ve never had anyone do something like this for me.”
For a second, that makes me sad for her. She deserves to be treated right. But now that’s for me to make sure it happens in the future.
She lets me go and bounces off down the hall.
I close the door behind me and follow her.
She stops a few steps in, staring around at everything I’ve set up.
The lights are low. There are candles dotted about and I have a few pictures of her framed and on the wall.
She walks over to them and lets out a squeal of delight.
I told her I was going to put them up, but this is the first time she’s seen them.
When she reaches the end of the corridor, she turns around and tilts her head. “I thought the flowers would lead to the bedroom. Why the living room?”
I walk up to her and take her hand, guiding her to the sofa.
“Because if you lie with your back on the arm of the sofa and your head over the end, your head will be in the right position for me to use your mouth and slap your tits at the same time.”
She’s such a well-trained slut now that I don’t even have to tell her to strip; she does it straight away. The balloon floats to the ceiling as she lets go of it. Pulling off her clothing, she spins around slowly for me to inspect her before hopping onto the sofa and getting in position.
My cock springs free when I open my jeans, and Willow’s eyes follow it as it sways and throbs above her face.
“Do you deserve a reward?”
She nods, but doesn’t stop watching my dick.
“Do you want it rough?”
That makes her look me in the eyes. “Mmm, yes please. Use me and make me mindless. I don’t want to think about anything except how well my boyfriend fucks me.”
I push the tip between her lips, groaning as she sucks and teases the head of my cock. As I slide into her throat, she gives a satisfied noise and I pump slowly.
“You have permission to touch,” I tell her, and she immediately moves a hand to her clit, teasing herself as I speed up my thrusts.
I slap her right breast, a light tap that’s enough to sting a little. Her moan reverberates against my cock, and I stretch out and smack the other one.
“Finger fuck yourself.”
She moans and slides her other hand between her legs. Fingering herself and rubbing her clit might not make her come, but it’ll make her needy and in the perfect headspace for what’s going to happen.
“Do you like me using you?”
“Mmm hmm,” is her only reply, the vibration driving me wild.
“You want a throat full of cum, don’t you?”
“Mmmmmm.”
I pull back and my cock springs from her lips, spraying pre-cum on her face. “Well, you’re not going to get it. Can you guess why?”
“Ohhh. I want your cum,” she pouts.
I step in front of the couch and lift her up, and over, so that she’s kneeling on it and resting her elbows on the other end.
“You don’t get a mouthful because I’m going to breed that slutty pussy of yours.”
For a second, there’s no reaction from her. I think her brain has blipped out with overstimulation, but then she nods her head and I see the gleam in her eyes.
“Mmm, fuck yes. Breed me. I want all of your cum deep in my cunt.”
I push her head down and pull her hips up. There is no ceremony, no foreplay. She’s soaking already, and as I move behind her, one foot on the floor, the other on the sofa, my cock slides into her easily.
She’s babbling, and she trembles. “Fuck me, oh god, fuck me hard.”
Her arms are spread out in front of her and she has her head turned to the side. When I reach under her and smack her tit again, her pussy squeezes me.
“If I didn’t know better, I would say you’re acting like a cum-hungry slut.”
I pound into her, each thrust making a wet slapping sound as our bodies collide.
“Please, I need to come, I need to be bred.”
I spank her, leaving a nice red mark. “Which one?”
She cries out in distress and sounds confused. “One?”
“Yes, slut. Which do you want first?”
She groans, “Oh god, need to come first. Please?”
“No,” I growl. “First you’re going to be bred, then you can come.”
Her pussy tightens around me as I pound into her. It’s so good that I wonder which of us is going to come first.
“Who gets to fill you with cum?” I ask.
“My boyfriend– he gets to use his fucktoy as much as he wants.”
“And is his toy allowed to come?”
She moans loudly, “Yes, she can come.”
“Oh yeah?” I spank her again.
She squeals. “If I have permission. Need to come.”
“Not yet.”
She closes her eyes and uses the sofa to steady herself. “Need to. Now. Fuck.”
Since her head is turned to the side, I can see that mix of pleasure and frustration on her face. I decide to be kind and give her what she wants.
“Come.”
As soon as I say the word, she trembles and lets out a scream. “OH FUCK. COMING. YES. YES… AHHH.”
Not that I care, but I’m sure my neighbors heard that. Once she’s done coming, she slumps down and her head drops. Her pussy continues to milk me as her body vibrates.
I keep pounding away, slamming my cock deep into her. She rides the aftershocks of her orgasm and gasps for air.
“Now what do you need?” I say as I slow down, letting her catch her breath.
“Cum. Fill me up. Breed your slut.”
I love how the more turned on she is, the filthier she talks. “You sure? ‘Cause you can’t take it back.”
“Please. I need it. Want it deep in me and dripping out. Want you to come so hard inside me.”
Her pussy seems to tighten around me and I almost tip over the edge.
“Oh fuck,” I say. “Can’t hold it anymore.”
“Fuck yes. Fill me. Give me that cum. Breed me.”
It’s too much. Her words and the tightness of her pussy are driving me wild. With a few more thrusts, I bury myself deep and unleash a torrent of cum into her.
“Yessss. I need it… breeding me like the slut I am. Oh god.”
I hold her hips and with one last slam, I’m sure I’ve managed to shoot every drop of cum I have inside her.
We stay like that, catching our breath and enjoying the moment, then I slowly pull back.
“Stay still.” I withdraw and wait a second. “Tell me what you feel.”
I lay my hand on her ass, rubbing it gently, and she lets out a guttural sigh. “Your cum dripping out of me, onto my leg. Fuck. So much cum, all for me.”
I move back so I can see her better. Her pussy is bright pink and puffy, and there’s a trickle of cum leaking from her. It’s one of the sexiest things I’ve ever seen.
“Look at you, so used and bred. Such a perfect slut.”
She lifts her head and glances over her shoulder at me.
“Thank you, Sir. I needed that.”
My heart swells with joy. Knowing that I’ve given her something she needs is as important to me as the sex.
She turns and lies back on the sofa. “You know what else I need?”
“No, what?”
She holds her arms out to me. “I need all the cuddles from my Sir.”
I slide over her and kiss her softly as she wraps her arms around me. This is the perfect start to our first Valentine’s Day together.