Fuck Me Master

Prachi was lying down on the bed, texting her friends. Virat had stepped out of the room and she thought it was a good time to take a break from the craziness that had been going on for the past few days/nights.

Her only respite in the last few days had been the texting with friends, otherwise, she was limited to eating, sleeping at odd hours and obeyingVirat whenever he wanted it.Prachi couldn’t believe she was doing what he wanted, despite the fact that they were fighting every time after they fucked or made love. They would fight, he would come back and start playing with her, she would be powerless and give in to whatever he wanted to do.

At the back of her mind, she knew this wasn’t going to go on forever, so she told her to just go with the flow instead of fighting it so much. As she was thinking about all this, she got a text from him, “I don’t care how you feel, I will get what I want from you and you better be ready for whatever is coming your way.” she didn’t want to reply to it and argue over text, so she ignored it.

Being family friends, they both had grown up together and had always had the love/hate relationship going on for as far as she could remember.

He was her mom’s pet and would always tell on her, which is why she hated him most of the times. She couldn’t do anything to change that dynamic and hence had to listen to him even when she didn’t want to.She hated that he had so much control over her, but she never realized it would extend to control over how she was getting pleased too.

She didn’t want to get into trouble with her mom, so she was listening to whatever he said. He was well built and was pretty good at pleasing women, so it wasn’t such a bad proposition. They were barely talking, which was so unlike before they started fucking.

They used to talk a lot and share everything. These days it felt like all they were doing was fucking and talking took a backseat. As she was thinking, he walked back into the room. She was wearing a bra and a pair of shorts, while he was in shorts and a t-shirt.

Virat got on top of her and started kissing her lips, sucking on them as her hands automatically held his head and she was kissing him back. She hated that his touch made her forget everything and all she wanted to do was to respond to him.

She continued kissing him back, sliding her tongue into his mouth, allowing him to suck on it. She lifted his arms and took his t-shirt off as she kissed his neck and started sucking on it, playing with his hair, pushing his face into her.

He continued kissing her, squeezing her perky breasts, biting her neck and shoulders. She was turned on by now and all her anger was out of the window, all she wanted was for him to be inside her as soon as possible. He sensed that she wanted him inside her, but he had other ideas.

He got out of the bed and lifted her up too from the bed. He went and stood with his back to the wall, making her kneel before him.

He pulled down his shorts and pulled his cock out, which was already erect by now. He stuck it in her face, a big, angry thing facing her. She knew what was coming and she honestly was tired of it. It was already the fourth time since morning and he didn’t seem to tire of it. “Do I really have to do this again?”, she asked.

He looked into her eyes and replied: “I don’t care if you don’t like it, I want it, so I’m going to get it”. He held her face by her neck and planted his dick head on her lips. Her lips wouldn’t open, but he started pushing his cock into her mouth. She couldn’t hold on anymore and relented, opening her mouth for him to get inside.

He started thrusting hard right from the word go, hitting her cheeks and going deep into her throat. He held her face now by her hair, as he started face fucking her deep and hard. Her hands involuntarily moved to his ass, pushing him into her, his cock into her mouth as deep as he could go.

She was looking up into his eyes as he was fucking her mouth hard, the animal pleasure in his eyes clearly visible. “Don’t you like it bitch, how I use you?” he asked. She wasn’t in any kind of position to answer as he pulled down her bra and started pinching her nipples while he continued pounding her face, hitting her cheeks and throat harder than ever.His brute force was taking over and her delicate body and face had no answer, but to give in and let him have his way with them.

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