I couldn’t wait to get home, my strap-on digging into my crotch with every step. I’d been thinking about fucking him all day, fantasizing about ramming my dick into his tight little hole.
He was sprawled on the bed when I walked in, a come-hither look on his face. “Miss me, baby?” I purred, stripping off my clothes.
He nodded, eyes wide as he watched me slide the harness over my hips, securing the thick, veiny dildo in place. I crawled onto the bed, pinning him beneath me, grinding my hips against his ass.
“Beg for it,” I demanded. “Beg for my cock.”
“Please,” he whimpered. “I need it. I need you to fuck my ass.”
I lubed up my dick, sliding a finger into his tight hole. He moaned, pushing back against me, desperate for more. I added another finger, stretching him out, preparing him for my girthy shaft.
Then I was pushing into him, inch by inch, watching his face contort with pleasure and pain. He gripped the sheets, his knuckles white, as I bottomed out inside him.
I started to move, slowly at first, then faster, harder. I fucked him like I meant it, slamming into him with brutal force. He cried out, his cock hard and leaking between his legs.
“You love this, don’t you?” I growled. “You love being fucked by your mistress’s cock.”
He could only moan in response, lost in ecstasy. I kept pounding, my balls slapping against his ass, until I felt my orgasm building. With a roar, I came, flooding his ass with my hot seed.
I collapsed on top of him, both of us gasping for breath. But we weren’t done yet. Not by a long shot.
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