Page 76 of Aggressive Fantasies

“Now it’s my turn to take control for a little while,” she says, straddling me, her knees on the floor on either side of my body. Staring down at me with a smile on her face, she grabs ahold of my cock and holds it upright as she eases her pussy onto it, taking just the tip of it inside her and holding it there for a couple seconds before lowering the rest of herself down onto me.

With her palms on the floor alongside my head, Jenna rides my cock, leaning forward so her perky little tits are in my face. I attach my mouth to one of her nipples while she moves her ass forward and back, still staring down at me.

I put my hands on her hips and help Jenna bounce up and down on me, impaling herself on my cock. Then I let my hands drop and slap her ass. She bites down on her bottom lip and nods her head and starts hammering herself down on me even harder. I slap her ass again. She replies by raising her upper body up and riding me even more aggressively than ever, her entire weight slamming down on me now.

“You like that?” she says. “You like when I ride your cock? When I bounce up and down on you like a fucking jackhammer?”

In reply I grab a handful of her hair and yank back on it, tilting her chin to the ceiling and arching her spine, displaying her perky little tits more prominently. Hanging onto her hair with one hand, I use the other to give her tits a smack, first one and then the other.

“Hit me harder,” she says, practically snarling the words while she glares down at me with fire in her eyes. Jenna is totally into it now. “Fucking hit me harder.”

So I do, releasing her hair and slapping away at her tits with both hands. The sounds of flesh on flesh fill the room like a gunshot, echoing about, combining with the animal noises coming out of both our mouths to create a veritable symphony of sex.

Close to the point of no return now, I roll Jenna over, putting her on her back. She grabs her legs and spreads them wide, pulling back on them a little bit, her legs straight, her muscles taut.

“Is this how you want me?” she asks, the little half-smile back on her face. “Spread wide and waiting for you?”

“That’s exactly how I want you,” I say, sliding my cock into her pussy and hammering away, my hands squeezing her inner thighs. I’m finally starting to loosen up, getting my groove back, losing the last vestiges of my embarrassment.

I smack Jenna’s thigh. She yelps and begs for me to do it again. So I smack the other side.

“Is that what you want?” I say.

This time Jenna is the one who nods instead of replying with words.

“You like it like that, don’t you?” I say. “You like it rough you fucking little slut.”

“I love it like that,” she says. “I fucking love it rough.”

I smack her inner thigh again, harder than ever, no longer worried about hurting her. She’s proven she can take it without any problem.

She releases her legs and starts rubbing her pussy while I smack the inside of her thighs some more, trading off from one side to the other, until both are red, while slamming my cock into her pussy with every last ounce of energy I have.

“Fuck me harder,” she screams. “Break me in fucking half! Turn me fucking inside out!”

Jenna grabs my hand and sticks my fingers in her mouth. I jam them down her throat, making her gag. A few seconds later I pull my hand out and wrap it around her neck, choking her as I pound away at her pussy. Her face turns red and she’s gasping for breath as I focus all my energy on her, choking her with one hand while continuously slapping away at various parts of her body with the other while hammering away at her pussy with my cock, my body slamming down into hers as I rise towards orgasm.

And then I’m there.

I release her throat and slip my cock out of her pussy and scramble to my feet, grabbing a handful of her hair and pulling her to her knees as I rise. I don’t have to say a word; Jenna knows the drill.

She grabs my cock and slaps it against her cheek a couple times, then takes it in her mouth, working the head of my cock with her lips while her hand jerks my shaft.

No more than five seconds later I utter a string of obscenities under my breath, then my body tenses up for a moment before releasing, sending a stream of white sperm rocketing from the tip of my cock.

With her head tilted up slightly and her eyes wide and looking straight into mine, she jerks me off while I cum, sending my sperm spraying everywhere; into her mouth, on her face, her neck, her hair.

She continues working my cock with her hand until it runs dry, then wraps her lips around it and uses her mouth to suck the last couple drops from me as I shiver in pleasure.

Looking up at me with her cum-covered face and a big smile, Jenna laughs and shakes her head.

“What?” I ask, suddenly self-conscious once again. An unwanted bi-product from the last six months.

“Don’t be so jumpy,” Jenna says, standing up. “It’s nothing. I’m just . . . surprised, that’s all.”

“About what?”

“Your skills,” she says, grabbing a hand towel out of her purse and wiping the cum off her face. “It was a lot more fun than I expected it to be tonight, that’s all. Especially after t

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