Play your part

Remember Emily?  I do of course.  She's my little whore, and I use that term in the most endearing way.  If single guys eat from the Kellogg's Variety Pack of girls for breakfast when they get hungry, Emily is my Count Chocula.  Origins unclear.  Never really sure you should be eating it even after you're finished.  Sinfully delicious.  And while most of the time (in my experience at least) I find my cereal, this time the cereal found me.

My phone rings, it's Emily.  She currently has a "boyfriend" who she's living with.  Em has mentioned him before.  He's a small-time drug dealer, a pimp wannabe, and sort of an overall lowlife.  He's dirty, but more in the "unsure when he last showered" way, rather than Emily's "I wonder how many cocks I can suck at once" dirty.  He was out for the evening.  Whatever he's on these days is destroying his libido.  She suggests I come over and fuck the cobwebs out.

That's all it took.  Like that, I was out the door.

My ride over to Emily's was fairly long, as she lived in sort of a scary ghetto neighborhood.  The kind of place where the McDonald's have bullet-proof glass on the drive-in windows.  Emily's life will forever be shrouded in mystery to me.  I'll never get the full story on her life, and what she's doing with it.  I figure she's living with this guy because of the free rent and the free junk.  He probably has friends that she fucks.  He probably has clients that like a blow job with their 8-ball.  I'm sure that her situation with him is temporary, but if she remains well-fucked, and well... fucked up, she'll stick around.  But I got the call because the former was probably falling by the wayside, and if I played my cards right, maybe there'd be a little more coming my way.

I knock on her door, only to find it unlocked.  Interesting.  Not how I'd leave my place in a sketchy neighborhood, but whatever.  Upon walking in, I find Emily laying spread eagle on her bed in a loose Apoptygma Berzerk t-shirt, and nothing else.  There is a Rabbit Pearl deep inside of her.  My entrance seems to distract her.
"About fucking time."

"From what I can see, it is fucking time."

She gives me a look that was half amusement and half annoyance.  I've seen this look many times before.

"Get over here."

I comply, quickly shedding clothes along the way.  She lunges for my cock, but I move out of the way, and attack her clit with my tongue.  Emily liked to be fucked hard.  She was also clearly getting herself ready for me, and I thought I'd help.  I turned the speed on the Pearl up as high as it would go, listening to it spin inside her.  A part of me secretly wishes that boys got toys as cool as girls do, but also that I should concentrate on what I was doing.

My lips find her clit, and I immediately start sucking.  For some reason I notice, strangely enough, is the texture of the sheets on her bed.  They feel like a plastic-cotton blend, if there is such a thing.  Maybe Emily changed the sheets before I came over, knowing a wet mess would happen.  Wait no, I was supposed to be concentrating.  Stay on target...

Since she was already warmed up and wet, I gave her clit a lot of long, and constant pressure.  I kept it between my lips while lightly raking my teeth over it.  This combined with my thrusting of the Pearl, and all of its magic, resulted in a very nice orgasm.  And then another, and then a third.  It hadn't been five minutes since I arrived, and she had already cum three times in my face.  Gotta be a good way to get a repeat visit sooner rather than later.

As her last orgasm subsided, I knew what was coming next.  In fact, I was looking forward to it.  Emily sits up in bed, and all five foot two of her tries to push me backwards on the bed.  I don't let her.  Instead, I push her back down, grab the hair on the back of her head, and force her mouth to my cock.  She lustfully puts two hands around my cock, and starts pumping it while twisting her wrists and sucking on just my cock head.

One of the tricks, Emily had told me in the past, is a great hand job.  Done correctly, they can get a guy off extremely quickly.  And if you're in the blowjobs for bucks business, that can be key.  However, she had already let me in on her secret, so I wasn't going to let her off that easily.  I grab her hands and pin them to the bed on either side of her head.

"Not this time, slut."

And I push forward and start to fuck her face.  Being the little slut she is, Emily loves this.  My cock hits the back of her mouth and she makes a gargling noise.  It feels great.  My cock head swells.  She gags.  I withdraw slightly, and she gargles again.  Rinse and repeat.  She likes feeling violated.  Overwhelmed.  Stuffed full of my thick, thick cock.

This went on for several minutes.  Each more enjoyable than the last.  However, it was just to be an appetizer, as I know she needed fucking.  As her cute little head bobbed up and down on my cock, I put my hands on the back of her head again, and forced it down further on my cock.  Lots of gagging.  Then I pull her off.  Her eyes are watering, but there's a great smile on her face.  I kiss her deeply and sloppily, then throw her back down on the bed and quickly retrieve a condom.

"On your hands and knees slut."

Emily simply smiles and complies.

At this point I was hard as obsidian.  My first stroke into her was as hard.  I saw the cum splash out of her cunt.  Her body jolted forward as mine slammed into it.  She moaned.  I repeated.  From there, our movements were synchronous.  My body fucked hers, and hers fucked back at mine.  The slapping of flesh combined with both of our moaning could probably be heard outside.  Neither of us cared.  We just wanted to fuck.  My cock was aching to cum deep inside her, and she loved when I abused her.  She liked it hard and rough.  She wanted to be pushed to the brink, and then over.  I wanted to destroy her with my cock.

I grab her t-shirt and throw it off.  My fingernails rake up and down her back.  I grab the back of her head, and pull it back towards me, hard.  Her back arches, and I spank her with my free hand, then grab her throat.  She gurgles approval, and immediately cums again.  My grip tightens and I tell her she better not fucking stop.  No words were able to escape her mouth; instead her body pushes back at mine as I fuck her.

Despite being a small girl, her pussy takes all of my cock in when her back is straight.  So I spank her again to get her back to arch.  It does and my throbbing member rams against her cervix.  More gurgling, so I do it again.  And again.  And again.  Emily reaches up, grabs my hand, and digs her fingernails into my wrist.  Draws blood.  She screams.  I flip her over so she's on top of me.

Enough abuse.  When I cum, I want to look into her eyes I completely fill her up.  Even though she fucks an obscenely hot number of guys, I want her to know that I fuck her really well.  I want her to look into my eyes and know that I know how to fuck her.  I know how to make her cum multiple times.  And most of all I want her to know that she doesn't have to change at all for me.  She's amazing just the way she is.