Page 19 of Filthy Christmas

“Open,” he commands, and I comply. Staring deeply into my eyes, he places the T-shirt in my mouth, then puts a thumb and forefinger on my chin to make me bite down. “Don’t let this fall out, or I’ll have to punish you, Faith.”

I nod, humming behind the gag. My mind immediately conjures up all kinds of things he could do topunishme, and for a moment I, think about letting the gag slip, simply so I can find out what he would do.

“Put your hands above your head and leave them there.” He has barely spoken his order before my arms fly up, and I obey.

“Good girl,” he says with a smirk reaching behind my back and undoing the clasp of my bra. I gasp as my breasts fall free, bouncing slightly. My nipples turn pert as they feel the cold air, and Vincent immediately closes his mouth around my left breast. He takes the opposite nipple in his fingers, and I arch my back while moaning into the T-shirt. His tongue swirls roughly around my nipple, sucking and biting in turn. He switches to the other side, and his hands press roughly into my spine.

Feeling the cold air against my wet nipples was torture as Vincent pulled away and slid his hands down to my hips.

“Lie back.” He fingers my black cotton panties, and I do as he says, interlacing my fingers above my head to show how obedient I can be. He smirks back and yanks off my underwear in a single pull.

I taste sweat on his T-shirt, and it turns me on even more. I tilt my head down and watch Vincent step back off the bed and unbutton his pants. His fingers move slowly. He knows how badly I want him; after all, he was staring directly at the throbbing opening between my legs.

But then he pushes off his pants and boxers all at once, and I’m greeted with the sight of his massive erection springing free.

My eyes go wide as I take in the length and girth of it. For a moment, I genuinely don’t know if I’ll be able to take it. It’s not just long, butwide, and he’s going to stretch me to my limits. Vincent chuckles when he sees my expression and steps forward. He runs one finger up the length of my slit, prying the lips apart. When he feels the wetness at my opening, he slides his finger in as far as it will go without so much as a warning.

I yelp as he hooks it inside me, hitting a pleasure spot I didn’t know existed. Warmth emanates from his finger inside me as my hips buck to meet his hand. He fucks me with his finger, adding a second digit as I grow wetter, and my moans louder.

I’m teetering on the edge of insanity, ready to explode when he pulls out all at once and steps back, bringing the two fingers to his lips before sucking my juices off of them.

“Don’t worry,” he says as he climbs onto the bed, his body blanketing mine. I lift my legs to wrap them around his hips, showing him right where I need him. “Your pussy can take it.”

I’m wet and so needy. I could beg him to fuck me right now. He kisses my forehead and strokes the tip of his cock against my entrance, sliding from my opening to my clit and back again. I moan behind the gag and close my eyes, invigorated by the feeling of being touched by him, finally.

“I’d ask if you want me to use a condom, but I don’t give a fuck. I want you pregnant, swollen with my kids,” he growls. His possessive tone and need to make me his only adds fuel to the raging inferno building between my legs. I need him to fuck me now, or I might die.

My eyes roll back into my head as he begins to slowly slide himself into me, his hands on either side of my head, his body doing a balancing act that causes his muscles to strain.

I spread my legs further apart, giving him ample room while digging my heels into his ass to urge him to go faster as he slowly sinks himself deep inside of me.

When I’m sure I don’t think I can take another inch, the walls and muscles of my pussy stretch to accommodate him. He’s so big, and I’m so tiny. I’m sure it wouldn’t take much for him to break me in two.

In no time, his hips are flush with mine, and I look down to see myself stretched tight around his cock. Staring down at me, he pulls all the way out and then slams back into me, letting out a strained groan as his hips press against me.

“Your cunt is so tight, so fucking perfect. I want to cum in you right now,” he grits through his teeth, “but I’m going to give you the fuck of a lifetime first.”

Without warning, he pulls out completely.

“Get on your hands and knees,” he commands, and I do, raising my ass in the air.

With no hesitation, he slides himself inside me, pushing his full length into me faster than before. His member pulses and throbs inside me, and I arch my back to take even more of him. He begins to thrust in a steady rhythm, moving faster and faster in time with me. I’m panting, my hands fist the sheets, and a scream builds in my throat.

It doesn’t take long before he’s slamming into me and sending shockwaves of pleasure through my body. He’s so warm and big inside me, I feel full and stretched. It’s amazing. I could get addicted to the feeling of getting fucked like this.

Out of nowhere, he slaps my ass with a firm hand. A sting ripples across my cheek but is replaced by a searing heat that works its way through my pussy. I yelp but follow it immediately with a moan to show him I want more.

Still rapidly thrusting into me, he slaps the other cheek with even more strength. I moan louder, feeling the skin burn where he’s spanked me. Vincent grabs a handful of my hair and pulls, forcing my head back. I arch, and he hits deeper, so deep there is a bit of pain mixed with the pleasure.

Then he lets go and smashes my face back into the mattress with his hand.

As if to reward me, Vincent reaches one hand around my hips, burying his erection fully inside me. He ceases thrusting and fucking, instead making me feel the full might of his cock inside of me. With two fingers, he begins to stroke small circles around my swollen clit.

I lean forward, clenching my ass to bring my hips closer to his fingertips. He presses harder against me, and between the fullness inside me and the pressure on my clit, I moan loudly into the fabric of his shirt. I feel the walls of my womb tighten and release in rapid succession as my hips move and my toes curl.

I scream into the gag as the orgasm races through me, filling me with pleasure. Vincent doesn’t let up on my clit, rubbing me until I think I can’t take it anymore.

I come for longer than I’ve ever come before and feel Vincent’s cock jump and throb inside me. My pussy fills with his hot cum, and I feel his semen escape my opening and drip down my clit. Vincent moans in a low voice and starts to let up the pressure on my clit, giving it a few little rubs before pulling out and collapsing beside me.

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