Sweat rolled down Marcus's face, as he brutally rammed his massive cock deep inside of me. I held my legs wide, and said, "Cum for me Daddy! Fill me up!"
"Oh yeah, bitch, I'm gonna breed that ass!" He growled, slamming himself in me, over and over again. He looked down at me, then moaned "Fuck yeah baby, Oh shit, I'm gonna cum!"
"Breed me Daddy!" I moaned, feeling his cock twitching inside of me.
"Oh yeah!" He said, then exploded. "Fuck!" He exclaimed, then pulled out, and laid on the bed.
"Damn, Daddy, you fuck me so good!" I said, curling up beside him.
"I love fucking you boi!" He said with a smile. "Damn, baby, I wish you lived by me. I'd tear that ass up everyday!"
"Mmmmmm I'd let you!"
He chuckled, and said, "Oh,I know you would. Of course even if you said no, I'd still take that ass."
"Oh, well, I might say no, just so you'll have to take it." I giggled.
"Sure you would!" He laughed. "Shit, I'd use you, then pass you around and you'd love every minute of it!"
"Yeah, I would." I admitted. "I'm such a slut!"
"Well I like sluts. Especially ones that wear sexy undies and stockings to get fucked!"
"I love to look sexy."
"Well, you definitely do baby. You're one hot little bitch!"
I smiled, then snuggled up beside him. My gaping hole was wet, and so was the front of my pink thong. We lay there, talking for awhile, then I said, "Well, I better let you get on the road."
"Yeah, I suppose." He said, sounding sad. "Checkout time is at eleven anyway."
"Well, you could always come over to my place, and spend the rest of the day fucking me."
"Well that's very tempting. But I've got to get home."
"Yeah, I know." I said, sadly, getting up to get dressed. "So, I really hope I get to see you again."
"Oh, you'll definitely see me again baby." He said, watching me pull my sweats on. "I want that ass again. Besides, you have to come visit me, and let me and the boys turn that ass out!"
"Oh, I'm up for that for sure!" I replied. Then, we kissed goodbye, and I went home, hoping he would stay in touch.
He kept his word, and we texted daily, having some very hot conversations about what we would like to do next time. And of course about him sharing me with some friends. A few weeks went by, and I found myself craving him badly. I wanted to go see him, but I had too much going on. Then finally, about a month after our initial encounter, he told me he was coming back that coming weekend.
"Well, you don't need a hotel this time Daddy." I replied, barely able to contain my excitement.
"I was hoping you would say that. I only have one thing to do that will last a few hours."
"Fuck it, I'm taking that weekend off." I said. "I want to be yours all weekend." I knew I wouldn't be able to concentrate on work knowing Marcus was waiting in my apartment.
I lied to my boss and told him I had a family emergency, and had to leave for the weekend, then I made an appointment with my hairstylist. I wanted to look extra cute.
"Big plans this weekend?" She asked, as she shaved the sides of my head.
"Oh, yeah, very big!" I giggled.
"Really now?" She said, sounding interested.
"Almost ten inches."
"Oh my, baby!" She squealed. "Does he like girls too? Because if he does, send him my way when you're done with him!"
"He does, but I'm gonna be a little selfish and not share."
"You little slut!" She teased. "Well, I wouldn't either!"
I left the salon, with my hair freshly buzzed on the sides, and dyed blonde with black highlights on the top.