Chapter Seven
I pulled my skirt up to my waist. Morgan ditched her dress and shrugged her bra off. Her feminine body was punctuated with her massive girth, pulsing and vascular, a string of precum dangling from her tip.
I spread my legs as she climbed on top of me, both of us lying on the flattened passenger seat, and she pressed the underside of her cock against my pussy lips then slowly started grinding her mass against me.
She cupped my face in her hands, her right thumb running over my lips. “I always had a feeling you were a dirty little whore,” she whispered.
“Not just anyone’s dirty little whore,” I answered as I began grinding my hips along with her, wetting her cock with my gushing cunt. “Just your dirty little whore.”
Morgan gripped me tight at my chin then wrenched my mouth to hers. Though her kiss was dominant, she shifted her hips slowly, then gradually pressed the tip of her cock against my entry.
She broke our kiss. I held my breath, my arms wrapped around her. I could sense her heat, her lust, her desire, and despite my insistence that she keep degrading me with insults, I felt a certain warmth in my heart.
She WANTS to fuck my brains out, I thought. But she’s being so tender, so loving…
“Say, ‘Fuck your little slut, Morgan,’” she said with a devilish smile.
As I parted my lips to speak, she pressed her tip inside me, just an inch or two. I gasped as my walls suddenly widened, the force of her entry making my toes curl. It almost hurt, but only for a moment.
She gave me another inch, spreading my walls a little more. “Say it,” she whispered, still holding me tight by the chin.
“F-F-Fuck your little slut, Morgan…” I whispered.
Her tip fully entered me. I felt a sudden, slight pressure as her ridge slid inside. She went deeper, her face contorting subtly with pleasure as she pushed into my tender wetness.
“Squeeze your walls around it,” she said as she gave me four more inches.
The sheer girth of her cock stretched my pussy wider than it had any right to be. I could feel her cock shifting my belly. I felt her mass putting pressure on my asshole. She gripped my left hand and thrust it down to her cock.
Holy fuck, she’s barely even halfway in…
I stroked her as she buried herself deeper. She rocked her hips slowly, giving herself to me gradually, but my pussy grew more welcoming with each inch I received.
The gap between my pussy and the base of her cock grew smaller and smaller. Finally, when I gave her an upstroke, my hand only shifted an inch or two.
Then her thrust was complete. Her moist, sweaty hips clapped lightly against mine. The bulge of her cock showed through my belly and pressed against her abdomen.
“It’s so fucking hot that I can see the shape of my cock in your belly,” she whispered, thrusting slightly in and out, making my abdomen shift.
“Shut up and fuck me,” I whispered. “Shut the fuck up and fuck your little slut, Morgan, please…”
“You want more?” she asked.
“More,” I whispered, trembling beneath her. “Harder…
She paused, her dominant mask slipping for a moment. “Kay, are you sure that’s what you want?”
“Fuck your slut,” I moaned, squeezing my cunt walls around her, rolling my hips, unable to deny the fierce yearning inside me.
There was no doubt about it: This little slut was dying to have Morgan’s cum fill her dirty cunt.
“Fuck your slut,” I moaned again.
She shut her eyes tight, teeth bared, and drove into me again. Harder this time, her cock suddenly pressing against my cervix.
“More!” I shrieked.
The car rocked beneath us, the shocks squealing almost as loud as me. I dug my heels into her back, pulling her deeper, wild with the notion that she could go even deeper.
She pushed on the balls of her feet, changing her angle. Sweat beaded across her hairline and her voice grew thick with want.
“Cum with me, slut,” she said with a quivering, uneven voice, a hint that she was about to lose control. “Cum with me, you filthy little thing…”
“I’m cumming!” I screamed, squeezing my thighs around her, my pussy walls growing even narrower, even tighter as the pleasure seized me.
At that, Morgan gasped. The tip of her cock hit my back walls and she gave herself to me.
I drew a sharp breath. My pussy seemed to grow swollen as it filled with her hot cum, a potent gush that filled me to the brim. Morgan drove into me one last time, wincing as she wrung the last few drops of her lust into me.
Then, the dominant fa?ade dropped altogether. Now, there was nothing but tenderness in her eyes.
Morgan lightly kissed my neck as her cock softened within me. I kept my arms wrapped around her, my legs squeezing around her waist.
“Well,” I laughed. “I am never using another dating app.”
She laughed and kissed me again.
THE END