That was this summer. I had very long relationship and last year i got ridden of it. So I sex occasionally wit various girls till then. One night this September I was very very tired of everything. Job went finally better and some private investing also, but I had being working for 14 hours a day at time. It was About 1 am in the morning and was just went of from long shower and about to lay down on my bad.The voice from the other side of cell phone was very pleasant, some kind of baby talking voice. Voice said" Annnn' what what do want from me now?...LOL.. i said "who is this?&... Continue»
After about 40 minutes of continuous thrusting in and out, in and out, in and out of her cunt, after she had had three orgasms, I figured I had earned the right to shoot my wad.
"Talk dirty to me," I told her.
"What?" she breathed, still in the throes of the last climax my cock had given her.
"Talk dirty!" I insisted.
"Um, uh, I don't know how," she said.
That pissed me off! I had spent half an hour fondling her, taking her nipples one by one between my teeth, pulling my head back slowly, scr****g her erect milkmaids, making her gasp with pleasure, while also using my fingers and thumb to stimulate her soaking-wet cunt and her hot, needy clit. I then mounted her, ramming my erecttion deep into her slit, pausing only briefly after each of her orgasms before resuming the sledgehammer motion of my dick. And now she's telling me she can't help me get off by talking dirty, because she "doesn't know how?"
"It's English, bitch!" I snarled as I slapped her hard in the face.
"Wh-what are you doing?" she gasped.
"Putting you in your fucking PLACE, cunt!" I backhanded her soft cheek, then once again forehanded the other one. "TALK DIRTY!"
She then began sobbing. "Adam! No! I-I didn't want---"
She never got to finish that sentence, as I clenched my right fist and punched her directly in the mouth, taking great pleasure in the bl**d bubbling up between her lips.
"You fucking whore!" I bellowed. "You weren't even interested in me till you saw me beat up that punk who insulted you at the bar! And now you're SURPRISED at my violent streak???"
She gurgled something unintelligible, but I'd had enough of this typically-confused female. I flipped her over. She was now on her hands and knees in front of me, beneath me. I placed the tip of my engorged, enraged cock at the entrance to her anal cavity.
"NO! STOP!" she managed to scream before I grabbed her long, black hair and yanked it back hard, silencing the stupid cunt's complaining. But she did continue to moan and sob in pain as I fucked her unwilling ass. Her horrified reaction was music to my ears, and I could feel my gun of flesh getting ready to shoot.
I growled like the a****l I am as I pulled out, placed my cockhead against her stomach, and pumped half a fucking quart of hot, sticky jism up unto her beely, the quantity so massive that it quickly began to drip off her onto the bed. No problem: I simply collapsed onto her, driving her torso into a huge pool of my cum.
I stayed in her ass until I softened and slipped out. She begged me to let her up, but I refused, making certain she paid for her unwillingness to please via the humiliation of being stuck to the sheets with my "glue."
Eventually, I got sl**py and rolled off of her, but she didn't immediately get up. Instead, I drifted off to the sound of her moronic, well-deserved sobbing.
That was the last time I saw her: She committed suicide four days later. I just hope the male funeral home workers made good use of her corpse before she was planted!