There Can Only Be One Winner

Her alarm rung home the cruel truth, it was time to get up and face the world. She didn’t want to, Lou wanted to stay exactly where she was, making love to her pillow, and to herself. She checked the clock next to her and established she had time, she reached underneath her bed, pulled out a box and took hold of the long, thick piece of well used plastic.

Lou loved fucking herself, she was barely even wet before she plunged the cock between her trimmed lips, gasping with pleasure as its point pushed against her insides. As the plastic vibrated inside of her she took a finger and traced it along her edges, as she became more damp she began scooping at herself, bringing her fingers up to her mouth, tasting her thick juices. She next rubbed her tits, tweaking at her nipples with the same cum that was ready to squirt out of her in ecstacy.

A few minutes later, Lou stood, stretching her naked body upwards, admiring herself in the faint reflection that was her window. It was at that point she became aware that he was watching her, the security guard that worked her building had been there the entire time, she didn’t mind, she would of closed the blinds of her floor level apartment if she did.

From that point, as she began to ready herself for work she did everything for his pleasure, bending a little bit slower than neccesary as she went to put on her panties, rubbing her dark nipples with care as she adjusted her bra, whilst doing this she imagined him hard for her. Fucking her senseless in punishment for her exhibitionist behaviour, she was wet – and late for work.

Later that day, after a long day at work Lou struggled into her building, her arms weighed down by groceries, which to be honest, mainly consisted of wine and not much else, but anyway, as she pushed her back through the doors she felt a strong hand grip her sides, steadying her from falling over. As she twisted her body to look at whoever was assisting her, she knew before she saw his face, the man behind her, without making eye contact steered her towards her apartment and whispered his demand for her to open the door, she did as she was told.

She should be scared, she knew that, but for some reason she wasn’t, she was damp already. She placed the bags down near the entrance and looked up at him, he was still in his security uniform, hair slightly greying at the sides, and that long stubble covering his jaw line that she loved.

Without uttering a word he took one of the bottles of wine that was openly protuding out of one of the bags, opened it, and took a long deep swig, offering it for Lou to do the same – she did.

“I know you’ve been watching me,” she said without hesitation.
 
He didn’t reply, just smiled.

He could see the formation of her tits underneath her white shirt, they weren’t as big as his ex wifes, but were firmer, he could tell from the way they moved. He tilted his head downwards, brushing her lips with his, he felt her tremble at his very touch, he had missed that feeling.

After spending some time kissing her neck he suddenly tore open her blouse, unfastened her bra and began to work his tongue over her nipples, as her own hand reached out for his cock he batted it away, it was his turn to play the games now, and oh how he liked to win.

Lou was soaking, more so than she had been this morning, she was ready for this and will’d him to fuck her – hard. As if he read her mind he moved her, she was lying on her stomach, legs parted wide so he could see the small hole of her arse, and the deep one of her pussy, simultaneously he massaged them both, forcing his fingers into her dripping wet hole, using his thumb to rub around the rim of her crack, as she began to moan he stopped, pulling his fingers out slowly, making sure to catch every nerve upon his exit so she knew who was in charge.

“Please,” she whimpered, “just fuck me .. “

God, how much he wanted his dick inside her tight cunt.

She reached out behind her, grasping for his cock, he succumbed and released it from its prison. It swung free, hard but not quite pulsating yet, not how he wanted it to be. He grabbed that reached out hand and pulled her towards him by it, forcing her head down on his member, she ran her smooth tongue all around it, only removing it to pay some attention to his heavy balls, constantly wanking him till she thought that he could not get any bigger, but he didn’t stop.
 
It was not until her small hands were gripping on to 12 inches of hard, thick cock she stopped to think how was she actually going to manage when he finally entered her. He was losing control and he knew it, but damn, she was so fucking good at sucking cock. He needed her to submiss to him again, for him to win back the power, he knew he was about to come.

As her head bobbed back down on his dick he pushed her back slightly, taking charge and stroking himself with such a fury he knew his juices would fly out faster than Lou had ever seen before, she was unsure to where he wanted her, and was so used to being down there at the moment of orgasm that she was slightly disappointed.

He blew his load all over her face, and demanded her to lick it off herself.
 
She did.

Now he was not owned by his dick it was his turn again, he looked at her smiling, damn, she was fucking young, so young he didn’t want to even think about it. He pulled down her skirt which had previously just been moved so she was infront of him naked, at his disposal, he was getting hard again.

His head was greated by her swollen lips as his tongue buried itself into her cave, digging around, exploring her, as his long tongue reached her clit it began to work it’s magic, moving swiftly, from every direction, like a blur running over her and over her until he could feel her juices down his chin, he had her exactly where he wanted her and was loving every second.

Minutes later her hips thrust upwards, her back arching against the carpet, her delicate fingers pushing his head further into her as he chewed gently on her clit, using only his index finger to fuck her like he soon would.

They lay still for a few moments, enjoying the serenity that is achieved post orgasm when she wanted it again, the control that is. Gently stroking her leg against his firm thigh she watched his cock twitch for her as she began to mount him, rubbing him all over as she did. She massaged herself whilst laying on top of him , fucking herself like he had seen this morning, she knew he loved to watch.

Just as Lou’s eyes were about to roll back at the the mercy of her own hand he stopped her, throwing her off him and pushing her against the window like the one he had spied on her through earlier. She caught sight of herself in a mirror as she stood still, her nipples had hardened from the cold of the glass pane and legs were moist, covered in her own thick scent, she wondered what he was going to do next.

He spread her legs, further apart than last time and traced his cock around her arse, teasing her as her clit tingled with wanting, without warning the head of his huge dick had entered her arsehole, she screamed out in pain, reaching behind her and holding on to his legs for support, scratching them as she went.

He was loving this, he hadn’t been this hard for anyone in such a long time, and she loved it, he knew she did. Pulling back out of her arse he pushed downwards and through her cunt, ramming her so hard he was almost worried the glass would break, he moved his hand around and strummed on her clit like it was an instrument, never getting any more gentle on her pussy – even when he could feel blood trickling down his leg from where she had clawed at him.

With the hand that was free he rubbed hard on her nipples whilst covering her neck with kisses, firm, strong kisses, but kisses all the same. As her knees trembled and they reached orgasm together he knew he had done well, and had won the game – for this time anyway.