#hoe thots

Rubbing your favorite body butter into your skin, you’re distracted by the presence of your boyfriend, catching his reflection in the mirror of the bathroom as he leans on the doorframe watching you get ready. You feel his eyes drinking you in, appreciating every curve of your body in your marching lace bra and panty set.

“You know,” Ari crosses the bathroom, wrapping his arms around your waist. “You could just stay in with me tonight,” he croons, kissing up and down your neck, paying special attention to the spot that he knows brings you to your knees.

“Ariii,” you whine, ignoring the slick pooling in your panties. “You know I have plans to meet the girls.” Your eyes plead with him as you meet his gaze in the mirror.

Ari’s hands tease your sensitive nipples through the thin lace of your bra, stiff peaks forming under his nimble fingers. Gripping the edge of the sink to hold yourself steady, you feel his cock grow hard as it presses against your backside.

“I think you’re going to be late meeting your friend's princess,” Ari brings a hand down to cup your cunt through the thin strip of material. “I can feel how hot you are. Probably drenched for me already.”

Ari wasn’t wrong. This man knew your body as well as his own, it’s like you were made for him. He knew just what to do, and just what to say to reduce you to a blubbering mess each and every time he took you apart.

“Ari please,” you whimper as he teases your clit through the cloth. Grinding your ass into his bulge, you beg him silently to fill you up and feed your need. Freeing himself from his sweatpants, Ari tugs your panties to the side, tapping himself against your hardened nub a few times before lining himself up with your slit. You savor every inch as he slowly sinks into your sloppy channel, biting your lip to stifle the fleeting cries already falling from your lips.

“Nuh uh princess, I want to hear all the sweet sounds you make. In fact…” he allows his words to fall short as he softly pulls your hair, forcing you to look him in the eyes in the mirror. “I want to see all the pretty faces you make.”

“Oh God…” you squeak as Ari fucks you slowly. You feel every inch of his length as it drags against your velvet walls, tingles radiating throughout your body every time his swollen head comes into contact with your sweet spot. Your eyes flutter shut when he starts to strum your clit with his free hand, a quick tug on your hair snapping your eyes back to him.

“Eyes on me,” he instructs, not missing a beat. “Tell. Me. How. Much. You. Love. Getting. Fucked.”

You falter, becoming tongue tied at his request. Ari stops, stills all movement. His next words punch at the thickness hanging in the air. “Tell. Me. How. Much. You. Love. Getting. Fucked.”

“I love getting fucked!” You cry out when Ari begins his movements again, the fingers on your clit keeping perfect time with his deep thrusts. The embers in your belly are starting to ignite as Ari sets a quicker pace, the debauched squelching from your soaked cunt quite the contrast to the intimacy shared as you and Ari keep eye contact in the mirror above.

“Who do you love getting fucked by Princess?” Ari’s blue eyes bore into yours, and you swear this man is looking directly into your soul.

“You Ari, I love being fucked by you!” You’re breathless under Ari’s hand, and your orgasm crashes over you as Ari rides out each wave, fucking you through your high as only he can. Ari follows soon after, stilling and holding you against him as you feel his cock spasm followed by the warmth of his cum as he paints your walls white.

You feel his seed run down your inner thighs as he pulls himself from you, a frown forming across your face at the loss. Tucking himself back into his sweats, he tenderly puts your panties back into place.

He kissed your shoulder lovingly.

 “Get on your knees.” He ordered, he slapped your ass when you bended forward. He slowly sheathed into you, making you gasp and whine at the stretch of your channel.

 His hips slowly rolled into your cheeks, when he pulled you back by your jaw, uncomfortably tilting your head.

 “You better not even be close to coming.” He spoke with authority.

 He gripped your hips slowly rocking back into you, feeling your cunt clench around him.

 “Oh my god.” You breathed out as his hips rutted faster into you. “Oh fuck, oh my…fuck.” Your high approached much quicker than you wanted, but as much as you wanted to surrender to the building feeling, he stilled inside you. Letting go of your jaw, making you fall onto the mattress on your forearms. The short breaths of need for him turned into loud mewls as he slapped your ass.

 Lewd noises filled the air as your cunt leaked its arousal down your thighs.

 “You’re not fucking coming tonight.” He growled slowly moving in and out of you again

 “Please sir.” You whined

 “I don’t think you’re in a position to negotiate here.” Speering into you faster again, making you whimper at the sensational burn. The relentless pounding punched all air out of your lungs. The skin on skin slaps filled the air as you gasped for air under his attack.

 About to break again to your desired euphoria, he slowed his rhythm again. The frustration building for the need to cum.

 His fingers curled over your hips, you could feel the bruises form already. “I can hear your fucking screams, you want to cum yet?”

 “Yes, please, Sir.” You stuttered as you gripped the sheets between your fingers.

 “Not yet, you’re not yet to come.” Slowly sliding against your walls, your pussy soaking his cock as he pulled the sin right out of you.

 You felt the tension building in your muscles, your body starting to shake under his administration. No man had ever thoroughly fucked you the way he did. He stilled for the third time, letting you catch your breath and stroked your spine, making you arch your back into his touch.

 He pushed you down between your shoulder blades and listened to your breathing for a split second.

 “Keep that pussy right here and don’t you fucking move.” He warned.

 “Yes sir.” With a heavy sigh you sunk into the mattress keeping yourself up. The sheen layer of sweat forming on your body from edging you.

 He gripped your waist and ever so slowly rolled his hips into you again. With every draw of his cock he was hitting all the right places within you.

 “Oh this little pussy is so nice and tight around me.” He grunted, throwing his head back, taking in his own pleasure. You bounced back onto his cock and he slapped your ass. “I told you to not move that pussy.”

 “Can I please cum?”

 “No you are not cumming yet.” He refused your plea. “Don’t you fucking dare. I’ll torture my tight little pussy just a bit more for moving.”

 “Please, sir, no.” Your pleas were answered by another round of slaps against your cheeks. Much rougher than his initial slaps, making you yelp. “I can’t, please, I can’t do th-” You sagged further down on your arms and your feet started to tremble from his slow thrusts.