Felicity gagged and coughed spittle over Trevor's dark mass of pubic hair as he forcefully held her head down for the third time, she had nearly lost her lunch the last time, but he didn't seem to care as he forced his cock all the way down her throat once more and held her there as her stomach did somersaults and she retched.
Trevor grinned down at her, her eyes sparkled delightfully from her tears, the mascara she was wearing had run down her face from the repeated deepthroating he had made her perform and her glasses were slightly skewed, yet they made her blue eyes look bigger as she gazed up at him, furiously tapping her palms on his thighs in the international sign to be let up.
He pulled her by the hair, letting her take a gasping spluttering breath, one more time and he would cum, ruthlessly he pushed her down again, making her bob up and down on his cock, she sucked and applied extra pressure with her tongue in the way he liked, knowing he was close and fully expecting it when he finally made her take it all and held her down for the last time.
His cock filled her throat and she gagged again as she also felt it twitch and spurt, his semen flowed out in a rush and she instinctively gulped it down her now raw and slightly sore throat.
Trevor groaned as his cum was swallowed, pleased with his slut of a girlfriend, she always looked so innocent, but he knew she wasn't, Felicity was a grade A slag, willingly taking it in every hole and he knew she wouldn't complain too much at his treatment of her mouth and throat when he was done.
*****
Felicity rocked back on her heels and sat on the carpet as he released her, all she had on were her shoes and glasses, he liked her in heels, she wiped the snot, saliva and stray bits of semen from her lips and cheeks with her hand, more than a little pissed off at him.
He had become just that bit too casual in his treatment of her, expecting her to accept his now almost boringly predictable use of her body.
She had enjoyed it at first, she quite liked being humiliated and used, otherwise she wouldn't have kept dating him for the last year and a bit, but now she was starting to feel underappreciated and his lusts had become easily foreseeable.
Felicity got to her feet and headed for his bathroom, familiar with his apartment, she kicked off her shoes and placed her glasses next to the sink before turning on the shower and letting the water get hot.
She knew he would remain on the sofa where she had left him, he never joined her in the shower, which was a shame, she liked shower sex.
The hot water felt nice as it sprayed over her body, she soaped herself up and washed off the stink of sex, contracting her vaginal muscles as she did, squeezing out some of his seed and letting it wash away down her thighs and into the swirling plughole.
As she cleaned herself she thought about Trevor, she wasn't as happy with him as she used to be, but he had become a reliable and steady boyfriend, he never missed a date, always picked her up from work on time and fucked her regularly if a little predictably.
Besides, even though she had had numerous lovers in the past, she wasn't as confident about her looks as she should have been, plenty of people had told her she was pretty or hot or even beautiful, but she wasn't as body confident as some other women her age.
At twenty five, she knew she had nice legs, and was pleasingly slim without being skinny, but her breasts were a massive DD and her skin was ridiculously pale, she wasn't tall, at five foot two, she felt a little bit titchy and hated it.
Her best feature was her long rosy blonde hair, or so she thought, it shone like spun gold with a reddish tint and cascaded in subtle waves to the middle of her back, she loved her hair, it was the one thing about her she really liked.
She stepped from the shower and towelled off, then dried her hair and brushed it till it shone and shimmered, her makeup kit was where she had left it, over the past year, more and more of her things had started to find their way into Trevor's home, he had even asked her to move in a few months ago, she had refused but accepted the key he offered.
She never wore much makeup, just enough to accentuate her eyes and a little lippy. So it didn't take long to do.
******
As expected he was still on the sofa, as naked as she was, he looked relaxed and had turned on the news, perfectly at ease being naked in his home, he hardly looked up as she entered the room in nothing but her heels and glasses.
Felicity shook her head and huffed, picking up her discarded clothes from around the room before sitting next to him. As always he had practically ripped off her clothes and scattered them thoughtlessly as he ravaged her body, fucking her anally first and Cumming inside her bum with little regard to her needs.
Casually he put his arm around her shoulders, "good shower?" he asked distractedly as he kept his main focus on the financial news of the day, as a stock broker he always kept up to date on the latest developments and already knew what they were reporting, so it was doubly annoying for him not to focus on her.
Felicity sighed, she had to tell him, or at least try, she didn't want to spilt up, but if she didn't talk to him, she knew he would just keep going the way he was.
"Trev?" she said hesitantly.
"hum?" he replied distracted.
She started to fume, he could at least look at her, she glared at the side of his face.
"The sex is getting predictable and you know?" she shrugged, "It's fine that you fuck my ass and pussy, but how about you let me suck you off at my pace once in a while?" she decided to start of slow, not wanting to bruise his ego and tell him he hadn't made her cum in over a month now.
"Your ass is great babe." He replied not really listening and thinking she was after a compliment about her body.
Felicity stared at his face incredulously, unable to think straight in her rage.
She stood up and grabbed her clothes, dressing quickly.
Trevor noticed she was getting dressed. "WOAH, what's up? Are you leaving already?"
Felicity shoved her ruined knickers in his face, the ones he had torn off her a few hours ago just before shoving his cock in her ass, "these are fucking expensive, TREV, it's the third pair this week." She stormed. Trying to get through to him that he was getting predictable.
He looked at her clueless as to her real intent, "erm, okay babe, I'll buy you some more." He said as if that was the answer.
She rolled her eyes and threw them at him, "oh for god's sake." She wailed in frustration and turned on her heel, stomping out in anger, her heels clicking loudly on the wood flooring of his hallway.
Trev jumped up and raced after her, "what did I do?" he yelled as she slammed the door behind her and ran down the stairwell while franticly keying in the number for a taxi.
******
An hour later she was in Amy's arms and explaining the whole thing, the pixie like Blonde nodded her understanding and held her close, Amy didn't like Trevor anyway, so she wasn't surprised by Felicity being upset with him.
Tiffany sat on the edge of her seat and blew out a long breath of smoke, "Just dump him Flick, go back to casual fucks, there are plenty of guys in the office that would love to get between your legs." She said a little callously.
Felicity looked over at Tiffy with a scowl, her older half-sister could be such a bitch at times. Amy soothed Flick with gentle stokes to her long rosy gold hair, "He IS being a dick, but maybe you should try talking to him again." She said a little more in tune with Felicity as she herself liked cock, even if it was on a far more casual basis than Flicks seeming need for a relationship.
Amy kept two or three men dangling from her fingers, depending at any one time on who was giving her the best fuck. Like Flick, she was more bisexual, enjoying both men and women, while Tiffy was more inclined to female companionship, she had been known to take a man into her bed, but very rarely.
Felicity was the odd one out, she preferred men, she had never expected to fall in love with another woman, let alone two of them, but she had, luckily they were both understanding of her need for sex with a man, Tiffany had put up with her succession of boyfriends for seven years now, while Amy understood it, she was a bit more jealous, her own males, she kept strictly as fuck buddies, never allowing them to get too close.
Anyone looking in at their complex arrangement and relationship might be forgiven for thinking they were just a bunch of sluts, but they would be very wrong, the three girls had a very deep and loving relationship, all were very much in love with each other. Men were mainly a side attraction for them, with the exception of Felicity, who tended to forge emotional attachments to the men she slept with.
Tiffany sighed and took another drag of her cigarette, "look, I'm sorry about saying that Flick, but really, you are HOT, you can easily find another man to date." She knew that Flick didn't feel she was as attractive as she actually was.
Felicity shook her head, still unwilling to let Trevor go just yet, even if she was pissed off with him right then.
*****
Tiffany beckoned to Amy as she got up and headed into the garden, obedient as ever the tiny blonde got up and followed after a quick glance at Felicity, who was sulkily nursing a glass of wine.