Begging. Pleading.

He grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked me around. He pushed me to his knees and demanded I take off his pants. This was his favorite punishment, but I always secretly enjoyed it. I unzipped his pants and pulled them down, and glanced up at his hard cock. Just looking at made me wet again. I knew if I did as he wanted, soon he would be inside me. So I took him into my mouth, running my tongue up and down the shaft and swirling at the tip.

"God, you love that don't you, you dirty little slut" he growled.

He used his grip on my hair to force himself farther down my throat. I licked and sucked until his breathing got shallow and his thrusts more forceful. He pulled himself out, and I waited for his next move.

Instead of pulling me up, he came down. He turned me over and pushed me onto all fours. I spread my legs as I felt him kneeling behind me. He rubbed his cock against my ass and I thought for a moment he would slide it in, but instead he continued on till he reached my pussy, where he slid in an inch. I could feel my insides clench around him, my cunt ready to be filled.

"Beg me" he said.
"Please, please" I said.
"More".
"Oh god, please, I".

Before I was done, he slid himself in and my sentence broke off as I enjoyed the sensation of fullness. He began to rock himself into me harder and faster and in no time at all my orgasm was building. He reached around and rubbed a circle around my nipple. Then he pinched it between his fingers, and that twinge of pain set me off. I could feel the spasms of my orgasm, and they forced his.

We collapsed onto the floor, with him laying behind me. He wrapped his arm around me and stroked my hair.

"You did great baby" he said.