I sell myself to save the business - and the business i get into!
Brianna was enjoying a breakfast that I had whipped up for her. Cooking was something that I enjoyed, so getting to cook for this incredible lady was better all the more.
“Bae, I need you to know something” She said
“What do you need, Bri-?” I asked, “you name it”
“I need to know that this is more than just sex. Bill, I could….I could…”
I put the utensils down, and taking her in my arms, I said “Brianna Davenport, I’ve had a crush on you since back at the store. This is MUCH more than just sex Brianna, I hope I am showing that, especially after last night.”
“You are,” she said, and returned the kiss. “it’s just this thing with Veronica. I am working on something, but I can’t tell you what it is. For now, you are going to have to see other females that she sets you up with, and that makes me sick. But I am VERY close, you have to trust me.”
“I do bae, I swear. Brianna, I’ll do ANYTHING to get away from the clutches of Veronica. I can’t stand being manipulated like this.”
“Ok then, that’s the plan. Avoid if you can, but do what she says…no matter what.”
I was in the process of nodding and going in for a kiss, when my phone rang. It could only be Veronica.
***
“Yes please, come right in, Queen” I asked, as Veronica walked into my home. She was wearing a one piece pleated dress with a zipper. I hadn’t been home long, having stalled her off long enough to get a quick shower.
“It’s MY queen, smartass,” she replied with a wry smile. “Billy, I was wanting to drop by another envelope for you, and…well, I think you know what I want” Veronica said, as she unzipped the dress. “Do be careful, it’s designer-HEY!”
It had truly pissed me off that “the Queen” could just show up and use me like a living dildo. In fact it made me angry that I was treated like nothing more that a serf with a dick, so she had barely gotten out her latest condescending remark when I grabbed her arm and gave her a hard jerk and a twist.
“You think I’m just here at your damned pleasure?” I said sternly, “Well let me tell you something, you may own me out there, but you come inside MY HOUSE looking for dick you’ll surely get it, but in this house, you’ll take this dick MY way, woman!”
I wrestled Veronica Sams into the first floor guestroom and, bending her over the bed, I roughly pulled up her dress, not caring what I did to it.
“Hey boy – HEY!!!!” Veronica yelled out in protest, but I wasn’t backing down. I was actually seeing if I could provoke an angry reaction from her, but Veronica didn’t respond, not verbally. Hell if anything, she seemed to LIKE it, emitting a small squeal. I lifted the dress, taking it right over her head and off, reached back and actually pulled the thong she was wearing to one side, then willingly let me bend her right back over that bed.
Turning one arm behind her back, I used my free hand to plunge two fingers inside her. Veronica grunted, and then moaned a bit as I plunged them in and out of her. Stopping long enough to strip off my sweat pants, I grabbed my hard cock and guided it towards her twat. Rubbing it on the entrance of her vagina Veronica said “Yess…Billy…Yess-s-s-sss…”
“Who said you were getting it THAT way? I asked. I then grabbed her hips and nudged my dick into her anus. Veronica bolted upright, but I pushed her back down, held her bent over, and slowly pressed forward.
“Billy! W-WAIT!” she called out.
“I said before woman, in MY house, you get the dick MY way.”
Surprisingly, Veronica didn’t fight me. Damn, that butthole was tight, it would barely allow even the tip in. Pulling on her hips and pushing firmly forward, I could feel the muscles in her ass slipping, allowing my cockhead to gain entrance. Veronica shrieked loudly, hitched in a wheezing breath and with a little more force I was able to slip the head of my cock inside of her. It almost seemed to ‘pop’ inside, and I grunted in joy.
“Ohhhhhhhhh, ughhhhh.” I could tell by the noise she made she was getting a different kind of fullness than she was used to. I paused as Veronica took several deep breaths, trying to adjust to this new intrusion of her body. After a moment, I began pressing forward again. I had maybe driven a solid inch or to more into her when Veronica shuddered and released a short, pained shriek.
“Veronica-“
“Don’t stop.” Veronica was indeed a twisted bitch, as her voice dripped with need, and I obliged. I no longer needed to pull on her hips as she seemed to be trying to rock herself backwards farther onto me, grunting very hard. I continued my thrust into her tightest hole, driving another pained squeal from her.
With every inch, her moan seemed to go up an octave, but she also seemed to be redoubling her efforts to take all of me, like me ass fucking her was some kind of challenge. I paused, halfway inside of her. “DAMMIT why are you fucking stopping?” Now she seemed angry I wasn’t deeper inside her. So with one mighty, firm, continuous thrust, pulling her hips towards me, I buried the rest of my cock inside of her as she wailed.
Veronica’s face was flushed totally red, and she was panting heavily, drawing in hitching gasps. Her hands were balled up into fists, pulling at the comforter. Her head arched backwards, her body shaking, her asshole gripping me hard enough that I couldn’t withdraw from her. When it seemed like she was in danger of passing out, she exploded in a shuddering wail of screaming, furious orgasm. What’s more, she came all over the bed, screaming like a wild animal while bucking back and forth against me, my balls swinging forward and slapping wetly against her pussy each time she drove herself backwards onto my cock.
I held on, my grip locked on her hips. This twisted bitch was in the midst of a powerful orgasm, and the braying sounds issuing from her mouth told me she was in new territory. She was flushed red so she was in pain, but still she continued to push back while she cried, her ass taking my cock with reckless abandon. When she finally slowed, she lay her face down on the bed, her body heaving as though she were crying. I tried to pull out of her, but she turned to me, shaking her head and whispering, “Billy, Don’t. Don’t you stop fucking me.” There were indeed tears in her eyes, but an exhausted smile on her face as well.
I started out slow, easing my cock out of her before slowly thrusting back in. It wasn’t for her benefit so much as mine. She was still incredibly tight, to the point of almost being painful. After a few drives, in which I was only able to extricate half of my length from her, she began to come back down from what seemed to be an earth-shaking orgasm. Her tight, anal ring loosened, and I was able to continue fucking her at a quicker pace. Veronica was unable to take as active a role, but she still whimpered with pleasure. Eventually, she reached back between her legs with one hand and began rubbing her clit while I fucked her.
As my pace quickened, so did her enjoyment, and she was soon spurring me on. “Harder, Billy, harder.” I didn’t need much encouragement, with my hands on her ass cheeks, I was able to pull them apart with my thumb, watching as her asshole swallowed me up. A little pink sheath remained on my cock as I pulled out of her before I quickly drove it back in. “Ohhhhhhhhhh, yesssssss.” I was in control, far from cumming. Veronica continued to groan and moan, all tied with a tinge of pain.
I quickened my pace, using her hips to pull her back onto me. Her ass cheeks made a loud clapping sound as they struck against my stomach which served only to make me fuck her even harder. Unable to articulate her pleasure, she punctuated each thrust with a satisfied grunt. “Unh, unh, unh, unh.” We were soon both covered in sweat, but I had no intention of slowing down.
Adding a new challenge to Veronica, I began slapping her ass every few strokes. Soon, I had added several bright red handprints on her pale skin, and to my surprise, she took it, her cheeks glowing pink. Veronica’s fingers sped up over her clit, rubbing furiously as she resumed rocking her hips back to meet my ass pumps. I felt my orgasm welling up. I reached out and grabbed a some of that gorgeous red hair, tugging her head back.
“I’m going to dump my load inside you, Veronica, & I want you to cum with me, too. Can you do that, Veronica?” She nodded as much as she could, my hand still gripping her hair. I could feel it, I was over the edge... “Do it then, Cum with me. NOW.” Veronica came first, shaking, wailing, and convulsing with a crying moan. A half a second after Veronica, I came, flooding her bowels with rope after rope of my goo. Her convulsing anus milked my cock as it went soft, and after a bit of that, I pulled out and walked to the bathroom and cleaned up, leaving Veronica there like yesterday’s laundry.
I took my time, and when I came out of that bathroom Veronica was fully dressed, but she certainly looked disheveled. Neither of us spoke as she primped a bit in the mirror. I waited wordlessly, holding the front door, and Veronica Sams dropped an envelope at the small table as she neared it. “Lesson learned.” Was all she said, as she got into her car and drove off as though nothing had happened. Twisted Bitch Indeed.