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Stifling

Date: 6/2/2016, Categories: Reluctance, Author: SITTING, Rating: 24, Source: LushStories

inside me. “What are you doing?” I gasped. “You want more?” There was humour in his voice. “Ask nicely.” I stared, dazed and silent out of the window. “You don’t?” Robbie started to pull out and I clenched around him reflexively. “Don’t! I mean I – please. Carry on.” “Why?” I shut my eyes. “Because I like it.” “Why’d you like it?” I groaned. “Oh my god. What do you get out of this? You want it as much as I do.” Robbie leaned against me, his body crushing mine to the window. His cock felt impossibly deep inside me. I could feel the pulsing heat. “I want you to say it.” “Fine. Fuck me. I want you to. I need you to.” He reached down to find my clit again, bringing me close to the edge. Every time I pushed back against his hand, he pulled it away. “Robbie, please. I just want to finish.” He shifted inside me, pulling out a little and I winced. “Please!” “I really like this,” he said. “I really fucking do.” His chest was against my back and he sucked in a breath. “You want me to fuck you some more?” “Yes.” “You wanna be my slut?” By this point, all my hesitation had evaporated. “Yes.” “Say it.” I pushed back against him, my ass still sore. “I want to be your slut.” Robbie groaned. “Jesus. I like the idea of that. You know, it’s Friday night. You could be my bitch for the whole weekend.” “Oh my god,” I gasped, half-exasperated, half-terrified. “Whatever you want. Please, just fuck me for god’s sake!” He let me have it then; scrabbled his fingers against my throbbing clit and ... started fucking me hard. I felt the rush come over me, the eventual orgasm too quick, not intense enough. I wanted to press my legs together but I was still in position for him and despite clenching around his cock, I still hadn’t made him come. My pussy was spasming uncontrollably, and he went against it, slamming his hard cock in over and over, his fingers still working at my over-sensitive clit. I gasped out his name, and my hands clawed uselessly at the smooth glass of the window. I felt I might scratch grooves into it. It was overload. I was sweating like I’d sprinted a marathon. I dragged in air as I came again, the release shuddering through me and making me feel almost numb. Robbie’s breathing was disjointed but he kept up the fuck, his thrusts becoming more and more erratic until eventually, I felt him jerk, and his cock erupted inside me. His weight was on me again even as he spurted a couple more times, his groan hoarse in my ear. Everything felt hot and flushed. We were gasping, almost panting. I stared down at the traffic on the road below, the cars and trucks packed bumper to bumper even though it was late at night. Robbie hadn’t moved. His hand was resting against the flat of my stomach, the other on the window and his forehead on my shoulder. “Robbie.” “What?” I shifted against him. “I should probably... you know.” “What?” “I should get going.” He straightened up then, his cock easing out of me. “Is that what you usually do? Just leave?” “No. I don’t do this kind of ...