Chapter Five
Butler’s cock ached so fucking bad where it pressed against his jeans. It didn’t help that Mandy’s sweet pussy was riding him. He’d made her come and he felt the damp stain on the fabric, and again he didn’t care.
Fucking had to be dirty. There was no room for sweetness and tender loving in what he wanted to do to Mandy.
He wanted to own her, to brand her so that no one else would ever register to her. He wanted her to come to him for all of her sexual pleasure and release. Still with the taste of her on his tongue, he kissed her deeply.
She didn’t pull away but seemed to lap that shit up as he claimed her lips. She tasted so good.
He didn’t want to stop. Her hands held onto his shoulders tightly as need consumed him.
Mandy began to pull the shirt from him, tugging it off and over his head, letting it fall to the floor. Her hands moved all over his body, leaving a heat that went straight to his cock. He wanted her touch, to feel every part of her all over him, again and again.
“Fuck, baby, you’re driving me crazy here. I need more.”
He pulled away from the kiss and helped ease her up. Her pussy was directly in front of his face. He couldn’t resist pressing a kiss to her lips as he stood up.
Staring into her green eyes, he began to open the belt of his jeans. Her gaze ran down his body, taking every single piece of ink in before resting on his jeans.
He was careful as he pushed it past his aching dick. The last thing he wanted to do was to get that monster stuck in the zipper.
Once his precious dick was all clear, he pushed his jeans down until they landed on the floor, and he kicked them to one side. His boots followed suit, and he finally stood in front of Mandy, the woman he’d been pining for, naked.
Wrapping his fingers around his length, he coated the tip in pre-cum, and slid it all down his length, getting himself nice and slick.
Her tongue peeked out, and he couldn’t resist a groan as that made his balls feel heavy.
“You want a taste of my dick?”
“Yes.”
He moved toward her, placing his hands on her shoulders as he pushed her down. She didn’t fight him, sinking to her knees in front of him. Her breath fanned the length of his cock.
Running his fingers through her long brown strands, he gritted his teeth as her hand finally held his cock.
He wasn’t small, and she moved her hands up and down the length, her thumb rubbing against his little slit, which was leaking pre-cum.
With her hair around his fist, he cupped her cheek, tilting her head back.
“Open your mouth.”
She slid her lips open, and he pushed the tip between them, watching as they widened to make room for his cock. Her tongue glided along the bottom as he moved in, hitting the back of her mouth before pulling back. A layer of saliva now covered his length. She moved her hand up, working that saliva into his flesh.
As he pushed back into her mouth, she sucked him hard, and he started to thrust. At first, he did so shallowly. He wanted to watch her take him, to take all of him. Her hand would meet to where her lips took, and it still wasn’t enough.
When he hit the back of her throat, he didn’t immediately pull away. Slowly, he sank in a little deeper until he hit that gag reflex before he pulled away, but not all the way out. Holding her hair, he moved her face so that he got the perfect angle.
From the fire blazing in her eyes, Mandy fucking loved it. She loved having her control taken away, and he was more than happy to take it. To fuck her into oblivion and to take complete control of her pleasure because he didn’t give a shit. He wanted to fuck her, to feel her scream, to hear her erupt, and to take everything that she gave.
He wouldn’t hide from that either.
With one hand in her hair, he moved the other around her neck, feeling her pulse against his fingers.
She trusted him.
He saw it in her eyes. As he slid in deep, her mouth opened just a little, and he watched her take him.
When she gagged, he didn’t immediately stop this time but allowed her to get accustomed to him. A second later he pulled out until just the tip was there, and he watched her tease the head, swirling her tongue across the head. Pulling out of her mouth, he relished the sight of her licking his dick, tracing across the thick vein up one side and down the other.
Pushing back into her mouth, he went deep, feeling her throat around his tip. She gagged again, but he pushed inside a little more, holding her throat as he did.
Her eyes watered, but she also didn’t beg him to stop.
All she had to do was push him away, and he’d release her.
Mandy’s hands gripped his thighs. She stroked up to grab his ass, and she actually pulled him in deeper, letting him know she wanted more, that she didn’t want him to pull back.
He continued to use her mouth, saliva slick on his cock. Some of it spilled out of her mouth when he didn’t allow her to swallow, leaking onto her tits.
Finally, when his balls felt fucking blue and he just couldn’t stand it any longer, he moved a little closer, and began to fuck her face, going deep into her throat. He stared at her watching her eyes leak, not with tears but because of her gagging on his cock. Her hands were still gripping his ass so that he knew he’d have bruises from where her nails sank into the flesh, holding him closer.
“I’m going to come in your mouth, and you’re not going to swallow straight away. I want to see it, Mandy. See my cum in your mouth, and only when I say you can swallow it, do you.”
She nodded her head and gave a moan of consent, which seemed to vibrate up his dick, going straight to his balls.
He fucked her face, loving the way her mouth felt wrapped around his shaft.
Butler had experienced many sleepless nights with this, craving her mouth on him, or her pussy riding his cock.
Nothing had ever seemed to temper his arousal when it came to Mandy. When Devil issued that bullshit rule of not fucking her, Butler had known he was in for a rough time of it. He imagined it was one of the reasons why he’d started to look at Natalie as a way to avoid any temptation.
There was no way he’d have ever been able to have Natalie. He liked her, cared about her, and he thought she was pretty. Not once had he ever wanted to fuck her into oblivion or do what he was doing now, fucking her face as if it was her cunt. As he drove in deep, Mandy gagged around him, and finally relaxed. Her lips grazed his patch of hair, and it was too much.
He felt his release rush over him.
Pulling out of her throat, as he didn’t want her to swallow it straight down, he held the tip at her lips, and watched as his cum filled her mouth with each flowing spurt. He’d not come in such a long time that it seemed to go on forever.
She didn’t swallow. His cum was held in a pool in her mouth as he stood back to watch her. He saw everything, and he felt such overwhelming arousal still. There was just something about having his woman naked, kneeling in front of him, with his cum in her mouth.
“Swallow it.”
He wrapped his fingers around her throat as he issued the command. Her gaze was on his as her mouth constricted, swallowing it down.
“Show me.”
She opened her lips, and it was all gone.
Mandy licked her lips, and he felt the taunt, the tease in her eyes.
“Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“Show me.”
She dipped her fingers between her pussy, and then held them up.
“No. Lie back, show me what I just did to you, what I made you feel.”
Mandy eased back on the carpet, legs spread. She showed her pussy to him, opening her lips, and he saw her wet cunt.
Grabbing one of her chairs he moved it over to where she sat, and he rested his head on his hand.
His cock lay flaccid in his lap, but it wouldn’t take long for him to get going again. “Press your fingers into your pussy,” he said.
Her fingers moved between her slit, and she teased them inside. He saw a trail of cream leak out of her hole, trailing back to her anus. He’d have that soon. In fact, there wasn’t going to be a part of Mandy he didn’t have.
He was going to fuck her senseless and make her his.
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Mandy was so aroused already. She couldn’t even believe that she’d already come. Just by having Butler’s dick in her mouth, she’d been ready for more. She wanted him inside her. His flaccid cock lay on his leg like a tease to her that she had to wait for him to get back in the game.
Sliding two fingers within her pussy, she watched him. His gaze was on her body. He was just as dirty as she was, and it had been so long since she’d indulged in this that she was desperate for every command and order.
Her body belonged to him as did her pleasure.
It wasn’t a Dominant and submissive thing. This was just fucking where he was the one in charge. No rules. Just pure sex.
“Fuck, baby, look at that creamy cunt. You want to be fucked, don’t you?” he asked.
“Yes.”
“You want my dick inside you?”
“Yes.”
“Did you like swallowing my dick?”
“Yes.”
He smiled. “How about taking my cum? Did you love the taste?”
Her cheeks heated, and her body was on fire with more. “Yes. I want it again.” She saw she’d surprised him. Pulling out of her pussy, she teased her clit, stroking her bud as she watched him.
His hand was on his length. It wasn’t hard yet, but she wanted it to be.
“Do you want to possess every single part of me, Butler? To own my mouth.” She removed her fingers from her pussy, and she licked her fingers, moaning at her own taste. “You’ve already taken that.”
Sliding her hand down to her tits, she teased the nipples. His gaze was filled with lust, and she loved it. The sight of his arousal was what drove her to keep on going and to not give up this tease. “You want these as well. For me to press them around your cock as you fuck me.”
“Yes.”
She loved that he wasn’t afraid to show his need with her. This was what she wanted. She wanted to be able to be honest with him but to also know everything that he wanted as well. To fuck on equal terms. Down she went, trailing a hand back between her thighs. “You want this pussy?” she asked, turning the questions on him.
“Yes. I hope you’re tight for me. I want to feel you wrap around my dick, and I know you’re going to struggle to take me.”
He was long, and she smiled at his ego.
Her pussy tightened, and she wanted him as well. No doubt about it.
Pushing any of her doubts to one side, she went to her knees, showing him her ass. Spreading her cheeks, she looked over her shoulder at his groan. “You want my ass as well? You want to slide your dick deep in me?”
“Fuck, yes.” His cock had started to harden, and she had never been like this with anyone else.
She couldn’t even believe she was doing this with Butler. He called to something within her and made her feel safe in his company, knowing he wouldn’t hurt her.
Taking a deep breath, she slid her hand across her cheek. Moving between her ass, she stroked from her pussy, getting her fingers slick with her cream as she moved them up to her anus, sliding them across.
“Oh, fuck, Mandy. Yeah, touch yourself. Show me what you like.”
She didn’t penetrate her ass. She stroked her fingers over her puckered anus, and it did the trick.
Butler moved from the sofa, and he was down on the floor between her thighs. His fingers stroked between her legs, teasing her clit before he drew them back and plunged in deep.
“I’m clean,” he said.
“I’m clean, and I’m on the pill.”
His fingers were replaced by the tip of his cock. She gasped as he slid the head inside her, filling her with a couple of inches.
He wasn’t wrong about his length. It had been so long since she’d been with a man that she was indeed tight and unused to the invasion.
With a couple of inches inside her, he grabbed her hips in a hot, searing grip, and pulled her back. At the same time, he slammed his hips forward and his cock slid right deep inside her, shocking her with how much he filled her. Every single inch stroked within her like a brand that was hot, filled with fire, and she was merely the vessel for it.
They both cried out, the sounds echoing around the walls of the apartment. Her tits felt heavy.
“Weren’t expecting that, were you, baby?” He slid his hands over the curve of her ass, spreading her cheeks wide. Both of her hands were now on the floor, holding her steady. “You are a fucking dirty bitch, and I love it, Mandy. I love it, and I that’s what I want when you’re with me. Don’t hold back. I want your dirty, your sweet, your everything.”
His hand grabbed her hair. She closed her eyes, panting at the pleasure as he circled it around his wrist. His cock was still buried to the hilt within her. She gasped as he tugged on her hair.
“Damn. We’re going to get me some mirrors. I bet you’re a sight to behold.” With his other hand, he slapped her ass, and she pressed back, wanting more.
His hand landed on her ass again, and she moaned. Her pussy tightened around his length, letting him know how much she was loving his hot touch.
He suddenly began to pull out of her until only the tip of him remained. Butler held himself poised at her entrance, and she panted waiting for him, wanting more. With a hand on her hip and his grip in her hair, she screamed his name as she pounded inside her. Each time the tip of his cock slid inside her, going harder within her.
“Yes, yes, fuck that feels so good,” she said.
“You belong to me now, Mandy. You’re mine to fuck. No one else. I’ll kill any other man that thinks he can touch you. You’re mine.”
She loved his possession. “There’s no one else.” She was many things, but she never pitted one man against another. She never allowed anyone to think or believe that there was more between them than what there actually was.
Butler pounded her pussy, and she wished there was a mirror showing her exactly how good his dick looked, all nicely slick and covered in her cream. She was so fucking wet just from thinking it.
“Fuck, baby, what are you thinking?” he asked.
She told him, and he groaned. “We can resolve that.”
Mandy whimpered as he pulled out of her.
He released her hair, and he picked her up in his arms as if she weighed nothing. She wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him. She loved it when his arms were around her. She felt safe, comforted. No man had ever left her feeling like that. They normally had the opposite effect on her.
He kicked open the bathroom door, which was one of the only places that held a mirror.
Butler left her stood there, staring at her body. She wasn’t perfect. Rounded stomach, cellulite on her thighs, a fuller body, but his touch showed he didn’t care about that.
Seconds later he returned with a chair, and the bathroom was big enough for it. He sat down and patted his lap.
She didn’t know completely what he had in store for her, but she went with it. He moved her so that she was facing the mirror.
Mandy watched as he held his cock and lowered her down. Watching and feeling it at the same time took her arousal to the next level. His cock sank within her, and she moaned, unable to look away as the lips of her pussy opened up. She saw his cock inside her, her lips open around his length.
Butler moved up so that they were touching, his front to her back, his hands caressing up and down her body. He cupped her tits, pinching the hard nipples before moving down to stroke her pussy, his touch branding her once again.
Using the arms of the chair as leverage, she began to work up and down his length as he teased her clit. Watching his cock slide in and out of her, and his face in the mirror, she knew she wasn’t going to last, not now with his gaze on her and seeing his cock.
It was all a sensory overload. Driving down onto his length, she screamed his name as her orgasm took her by surprise. She tightened and pulsed around him. Only when she couldn’t take anymore did Butler stop, his fingers moving from between her thighs to hold her hips. He took over, driving her down onto his length at the same time he thrust up inside her, going as deep as he could.
He pounded inside her, the sounds of their moans and slapping flesh filling the room.
Butler groaned, pulled her down hard onto his cock, and she felt him pulse inside her. Wave upon wave of his release flooded her cunt.
When it was over, she leaned back against him, panting for breath. Her eyes closed, basking in what they’d just done.
Butler tapped her thigh. “Watch.”
Her gaze went to the mirror, and as he pulled out, she watched his cum leaking from her pussy. He reached between her thighs, and she saw him teasing her with it, pushing it back inside her, and stroking up to her clit.
“I think I’ve become addicted to you,” he said, kissing her neck.
She smiled.
She could live with that.