My mouth hung open as wide as my eyes as I knelt almost suspended on the bed. The only movement was the back and forth of my body, caused by his slamming into me from behind.

The comical expression on my face was put there by my surprise, not only at the size of his cock, but the finesse with which he used it.

“What happened to all that lip you had before huh?” He leaned over my arched back and bit into my nape. Not in the usual place that a man would mark a woman, but right in the center, over that place where the neck met the spine.

“I…” It was as far as I got before he pulled out slowly, and just when I thought the sweet pleasure pain was at an end, that maybe now he’d take it easy, he fucked back into me so hard he knocked the wind out of me.

His hands grabbed my breasts…hard, as he pulled me back on his hard thick length. No one has ever treated me so shabbily before, and yet, from my body’s response it was long overdue.

I like snippy little girls who think they can run me. There’s nothing like putting a high society bitch in her place, and no better way to do it than at the end of my cock.

I watched the pink of her pussy pull out over the fat head of my cock and squeeze around the thick trunk like I was tearing out her insides.

In the mirror across the room I saw drool and spittle fall from her open mouth at the enormity of what I was doing to her.

“I bet you never thought you’d be fucked by a Trojan.” I slammed her pussy like I owned it, which I’m pretty sure will be the case once I get done with her. It always is.

Big, small, rich, or poor, they all end up hooked and strung out on my meat; it only takes one. This one though had taken a little more work than usual.

I guess that’s to be expected seeing as she’s prosecuting my ass for some shit I did, but will swear to the death I didn’t.

Right now she’s not even thinking of the laws she’s breaking, or the trouble she could be in if I tell. My dick has that affect on the opposite sex.

She’s not the first rich bitch I’ve fucked, but she’s the first one to make me want to come back for seconds and I wasn’t even finished with the first. Maybe it’s the way her pussy grabs my cock.

They’re all too tight, or more to the point my cock’s too big. Long and thick from base to tip it measures thirteen and a half by four, that’s a lot of dick for anyone to handle.

Some of them bleed, some tear, some take it and run, but this pussy seemed to want me to bust it wide open. The more dick I threw into her, the more her ass wiggled.

I squeezed her mammoth tits in my hands and plowed into her depths as I watched the mark I’d just put on her take form.

The sop-sop sounds of her pussy juices being stirred by my cock rang out in the air. I have to admit to being just a little bit surprised at this one. I thought for sure she’d be a hard nut to crack.

But I knew when I looked across the aisle at her as she gave her speech trying to send me away for the rest of my fucking life. The way her nostrils had flared was a dead giveaway.

The sneer she gave me when I smiled at her in my special way, the blush on her cheeks, had told a different story. And five minutes after I got her alone was all it took to have her back here in my bed getting the cunt snot fucked out of her.

“Where do you want me to cum?” She didn’t even stop moving, greedy bitch. Most women freeze at that question. It’s then they realize that I’d removed the condom they’d seen me wearing before they spread their legs.

They never notice that I’d pulled out and tossed that shit before boring back into their sweet snatch. So when I ask they’d usually stop in surprise and then try to pull off my dick.

This one didn’t stop, just kept fucking that sweet cunt back at me hard. “Don’t cum in me I’m not on the pill.” Had she been watching she would’ve seen my smile in the mirror. Now usually I pull out. I haven’t cum inside a woman in too long to remember.

For some reason I wanted to cum deep in this one. There was something about her, something that made me want to bring her down a peg. How sweet would it be to breed the woman who held my freedom in her hands.

But it was more than that. There was just something about her that touched the heart that I’d thought long dead. Almost like I’d seen beneath the austere veneer she shows the rest of the world, to the lonely little girl beneath.

She was different in a lot of ways from the women I usually fuck. For one she has more power in the city than that allowed by just wealth alone. She’s the DA for fuck sake, some even want her to run for governor.

She’s also the first woman of my acquaintance who didn’t fall under my spell immediately. Of course I saw that shit as a challenge, who the fuck does she think she is? I usually have to beat them off with a stick.

At first I’d set out only to prove a point to her, that no matter how high and mighty she was, I could get her in my bed. But now, two hours after we started I’m not so sure anymore.

That’s another thing. Any woman who can take two hours of me pounding the life out of her cunt has got to be something special. Well an hour and a half to be exact.

The first half hour was spent with my face between her legs, eating her pussy dry. I’d tried feeding her my dick, but she was gonna need practice for that since her mouth was almost as tight as her pussy.

She wasn’t a virgin, not something that makes much difference to me, but she was damn near close. Knowing her type, her career had gotten in the way of life and she had no time to get her pipes cleaned; too busy running shit. Now I’m running her.

I dropped one of my hands from around her tit and held her soft tummy, changing shit up once again. I slowed the strokes of my cock and licked her neck as I massaged her tummy and slow fucked her.

She cooed and her legs trembled as a gush of pussy nectar squirted out around my fuck meat. That shit shot out across the mattress, soaking my sheets.

She made a gurgling sound in her throat, her eyes rolled back in her head and her shoulders dropped onto the bed as her arms gave out; she’d fainted.

I kept fucking, picking up the pace now that she was out, wasn’t fuck wrong with me why would I stop? Her pussy never stopped squirting.

By the time she woke up I had the tip of my cock in her ass. She freaked. “Oh no, you can’t put that in there.”

“Relax.” I ran my hand down her spine as she tensed up in fear.

“I’m not gonna put the whole thing in.” Not unless I wanted to kill her. I held my shit at the four inch mark from the head and worked that into her. Her ass stretched around my shit and she screamed.

“Shh-shh, just a little bit more.” I got greedy, so sue me. The shit felt so good I couldn’t resist. I bottomed out in her ass at six inches, couldn’t move, too tight.

I didn’t need to, her ass moved enough inside and when I shoved three long fingers in her cunt she forgot the pain in her ass and went wild.

I had to hold onto her hip to keep her from hurting herself. No wonder I wanted seconds. When the good DA lets her hair down she’s almost as wild as me.

I pulled out of her ass once she came down from her last orgasm and she dropped like a stone, breathing like she’d ran a marathon.

“Did you cum?” She’s so polite.

“Yep.” She felt around the outside of her ass and looked around the sheets. “Where?”

I turned her over onto her back and rubbed my hand over her tummy, right where her ovaries would be. “There.” I smiled, she screamed. And jumped off the bed.

I folded my arms behind my head and watched her do a jig, hopping up and down like Rumpelstiltskin. I could’ve told her that shit wouldn’t work. When I came I came deep, shooting off right at the mouth of her womb. She’ll be feeling that shit for days.