Totally Under His Control

He had me against the wall. My hands were spread, giving me support. My cheek leaned against the tapestry hanging in front of me. His hands moved down my sides, over my hips, to my thighs. Leaning in close to my ear, he whispered, “I need to fuck you.” I closed my eyes with a breathy moan. I love it when he takes complete control of me, not giving me any options. My blood was pounding and my pussy was soaked.

Leaning against me, he pushed me harder against the wall. I felt my breasts smashed against the wall as well as his groin press against my ass. He was hard and throbbing in his jeans. I could picture that easily in my mind since I had seen it many times over the past year. His long thick cock straining to get loose of the denim material holding it captive. His hands moved slowly up under my dress, skimming my skin with a feather-touch. It was just enough to drive me crazy. I moaned and begged for him to touch me. He just chuckled in my ear.

His fingers moved up my thighs to cup my ass cheeks. With two fingers, he pulled the back of my panties together and up, forcing the material to tug up against my pussy. I moaned and pushed back against him. Sliding my panties up and down, he fucked me with the material. My clit was swollen by the time he slid one of his thick fingers over me, briefly touching my clit. I moaned and closed my eyes.

His hands moved, letting go of my panties. His large hands grabbed my ass, squeezing and kneading it roughly. He asked me if I wanted to be fucked, if I needed to have his cock buried inside me.

“Yes! Fuck me!” I screamed. I threw my head back begging him. His hands pushed my dress up over my hips. His fingers wrapped themselves around my panties and pulled, quickly tearing the material from me. I grunted, relishing the freedom and his roughness.

Wrapping one arm around my waist, he pulled me back against him. With his other hand, he tore the front of my dress open, buttons popping everywhere. I smiled and moaned as his hand savagely cupped my breast. He pushed his groin against my ass again, pressing and grinding against me. My pussy was dripping, throbbing between my legs.

“Fuck me! For God’s sake, fuck me! Give me your fucking cock!” I was wild, begging him to be inside me. He laughed and tore my bra down releasing my breasts. When his thumb and forefinger pinched my hard nipple I felt as if I would cum just from that. His arm gripped me tighter around the waist, his hand splayed across my stomach.

“You want my cock, don’t you? You want me to bury my cock in your pussy and fuck you. Fuck you hard in your tight little cunt. Don’t you?” His fingers pulled on my nipple, twisting slightly as he pulled it away from my body.

“Yes!