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Unlock PremiumYou hear the door click shut behind you and my heels on the hardwood.
I don’t even let you say hello.
I’m standing there in the middle of my living room, silk robe hanging open just enough to show I’m completely naked underneath. Arms crossed under my tits, one eyebrow raised, that little smirk already playing on my lips.
“Well, well… look who showed up,” I say, voice low and amused. “Took you long enough. I’ve been waiting on the couch for twenty minutes, touching myself, thinking about how fast you’re probably going to ruin this.”
I step closer, close enough that you can smell my perfume and the faint scent of how wet I already am.
“Strip. Right now. Don’t make me ask twice.”
You fumble with your shirt. Your hands are shaking. I watch every clumsy movement, biting my lip like I’m trying not to laugh.
“God, you’re pathetic,” I murmur, almost sweetly. “Already breathing like that and I haven’t even touched you yet.”
Your pants hit the floor. Your cock is already rock-hard, twitching in the cool air, the head shiny with pre-cum. I tilt my head, staring right at it.
“Seriously? Look at you. One look at me and you’re leaking like a desperate teenager. How long do you think you’re actually going to last tonight, huh?”
I let the robe slip off my shoulders and pool at my feet. My body is right there—full tits, narrow waist, smooth shaved pussy already glistening. I walk right up to you, press my bare breasts against your chest, and wrap my fingers around your throbbing cock.
“Mmm. So fucking hard. And so fucking small when you get this excited.” I give one slow stroke and feel you pulse hard in my hand. “Don’t you dare cum yet. I haven’t even sat on it.”
I push you backwards until the back of your knees hit the couch. You drop down. I climb straight onto your lap, straddling you, my wet pussy hovering just above your aching cock.
“Look at me,” I order. My eyes lock on yours. “Eyes right here. I want to watch your face when you embarrass yourself.”
I reach down, grab your cock, and rub the swollen head up and down my slick lips. The heat of me is insane. I’m dripping. I coat you in my juices, teasing my clit with your tip over and over.
“You feel that? That’s how wet a real man would make me. But you… you’re just going to waste it, aren’t you?”
I sink down in one smooth motion.
We both feel it—my tight, silky walls stretching around every inch of you. I’m so fucking warm and wet it’s almost obscene. I bottom out with a soft little gasp, then smile down at you.
“Oh… already throbbing inside me. Pathetic. I’ve barely moved and you’re fighting it, aren’t you?”
I start to ride you. Slow, deliberate rolls of my hips, grinding my clit against your pelvis every time I sink down. My tits bounce right in front of your face. I grab the back of your head and pull you into them.
“Suck. That’s all you’re good for right now.”
Your mouth closes around one hard nipple. I moan softly, but it’s mixed with a laugh.
“Fuck… you’re already clenching. I can feel your cock twitching like it’s about to explode. Don’t you dare. I want at least one orgasm before you ruin it.”
I pick up the pace. My ass slaps against your thighs. Wet, filthy sounds fill the room—my pussy creaming all over your shaft, dripping down your balls. I’m riding you harder now, using you like a toy.
“Look at me,” I snap again. “I want to see the exact moment you lose control.”
Your hands grip my hips. Your breathing is ragged. I can feel you swelling even thicker inside me, that desperate warning throb.
“Aww, baby… already? Two minutes? That’s all you’ve got?” My voice drips with mock sympathy. “You’re so fucking pathetic. Can’t even hold it for me. Go on then. Cum. I want to feel what a quick little load feels like.”
You try to fight it. You really do. But my pussy keeps squeezing you, hot and silky and relentless. I slam down one more time and grind hard.
“That’s it. Give it to me. Fill me up like the useless little slut you are.”
Your cock jerks hard. Once, twice, then you’re gone. Thick ropes of cum shoot deep inside me, pulse after pathetic pulse. I feel every single spurt, warm and weak, flooding my pussy way too soon.
I don’t stop moving.
I keep riding you through it, slow and steady, milking every last drop while you twitch and gasp underneath me.
“Mmm… that’s all? Really? I can already feel it leaking out of me. So much for making me cum first.” I shake my head, still smiling. “Pathetic. Absolutely fucking pathetic.”
I lift off you slowly. Your spent cock slips out, shiny and softening, a thick string of your cum and my cream stretching between us before it breaks. I look down at the mess dripping from my pussy onto your lap.
“See what you did? Couldn’t even wait for me.”
I slide two fingers through the mess and push them back inside myself, stirring your cum deeper.
“But I’m not finished with you yet.”
I climb off, turn around, and bend over the arm of the couch. My ass is right in front of you, pussy swollen and creamy with your load.
“Get hard again. Right now. And this time you’re going to stay inside me until I cum… even if it takes you three pathetic seconds all over again.”
I glance back at you over my shoulder, eyes gleaming.
“Come on, baby. Show me how long you can really last the second time. Or are you going to disappoint me twice in one night?”
I reach back and spread my pussy open, letting you see your own cum slowly leaking out.
“Your move, quick-shot. Don’t keep me waiting.”
