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  Amy’s head flew back and she coughed and gasped for breath as a river of saliva streamed out of her mouth, adding to the reservoir of spit on the hardwood floor from earlier.

  Tim looked down at the pool, then back at Amy, who was staring up at him expectantly. It was time to see how far she was willing to go to please him.

  “You’re making a mess,” Tim said, pointing down at the pool of saliva. “Clean it up.”

  Amy immediately dropped to her hands and knees and bowed her head forward and used her tongue to lick her spit off the floor, pausing every once in a while to make more room in her mouth by turning her head up and swallowing some saliva.

  “That’s a good girl,” Tim said. “Keep this up and I just might let you back into my house after tonight.” He watched her clean the floor with a combination of excitement and awe. It was obvious from her actions and attitude that Amy was willing do whatever he wanted. It was time to more fully take advantage of her willingness.

  Tim grabbed ahold of Amy’s hair and dragged her over toward the couch. Once there, he sat her down on the floor and spun her around so her back was up against the base of the couch. Then he pushed her head back until it was lying flat on the cushion. Her face was pointed towards the ceiling and her butt was on the floor.

  “Have you changed your mind yet?” Tim asked, already knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from Amy anyway.

  She shook her head. “Do what you have to,” she said, looking up at him, her face still glowing with pleasure. “I’m game for whatever you have to offer.”

  “That’s what I like to hear,” Tim said.

  He dropped his knees onto the couch, one on each side of Amy’s head, straddling her face. Grabbing ahold of his cock, he smacked her face with it a couple times, then stuck it into her mouth. Staring down at her, Tim began to pump her face, jamming his entire cock into her mouth and holding it there until she started to gag before pulling away.

  Tim let a stream of spit drop from his mouth and onto Amy’s face, then used his cock to rub it in, pressing down on his shaft and rolling it along her face, covering her features in saliva.

  Once he’d had enough of that, Tim crawled forward on the couch until his ballsack was hovering directly above Amy’s mouth.

  “Open up,” he said.

  Amy did as she was told without hesitation.

  Tim took a moment to again marvel at the control he had over her, then dropped his balls into her mouth.

  Amy knew exactly what to do, working his balls like an expert, mixing things up, sucking on both together then one at a time, constantly varying the pressure from light to nearly painful before lightening up again.

  Tim was staring down at her, nodding slightly and taking deep, measured breaths to maintain his composure. But it was difficult. And it became even more so after Amy reached up and grabbed ahold of his cock and jerked him off while continuing to work his balls with her mouth.

  Staring down at Amy as she sucked on his balls and worked his cock was getting Tim a little too excited for his own good. What Amy was doing to him right now just felt too incredible. He still had lots of things he wanted to do to Amy before wrapping the night up. So he decided to get on with them before it was too late.

  Tim rose up, popping his balls out of Amy’s mouth.

  “Is everything all right?” Amy asked, sounding genuinely worried that she’d done something wrong.

  “Yeah,” Tim said. “Everything’s great. I’m just mixing things up a bit.”

  “Oh, good,” Amy said, smiling. “I just want you to be happy.”

  “And I am,” Tim said, pulling Amy’s shirt off over her head, showing off her firm, perky tits. “But I’ll be happier soon.”

  And with that, he turned around like he was going to sit on the couch, but instead of dropping onto one of the cushions, he plopped his ass directly atop Amy’s face, smothering her.

  “Get that tongue in there,” he said, grinding atop her face. “Lick my asshole. Like you mean it.”

  Amy did, working her tongue in and around his asshole as best she could with him putting all his weight on her face.

  Tim stayed there for a full ten seconds before rising up a bit, giving Amy a chance to breathe.

  “Do you like that?” he asked. “Do you like it when I smother you with my ass?”

  “I love it,” Amy said, grinning up at him as her chest heaved up and down to get air into her lungs.

  Tim shook his head and laughed under his breath before catching himself. Forcing the smile off his face, he said, “You’re damn right you do. Now stick your tongue out. I want to ride it.”

  Amy did as she was told, sticking her tongue out as far as it would go.

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Tim said, squatting down again. This time he kept his ass a little above Amy’s face, not sitting on it, allowing him to move his hips back and forth and ride her rigid tongue with his asshole.

  Amy got into the act too, reaching up and spreading Tim’s asscheeks with her hands, allowing her deeper access to his anus.

  “Holy shit,” Tim said under his breath as he rode Amy’s face. Her tongue running along his asshole felt ridiculously incredible, so much so that he had to do something to take his mind of it.

  With that as the goal, he leaned forward and grabbed ahold of her tits and gave them a rough squeeze. While Amy continued tossing his salad, Tim pinched her nipples and gave them each a little squeeze and a twist, causing Amy to gasp deeply.

  Tim took advantage of this, dropping his ass further down, smothering her again and muffling her cries as he tweaked her nipples further, causing her to squirm and shimmy beneath him.

  When Tim eventually climbed off of Amy, her face it was red and her eyes were watering and she was breathing in deep gasps but amazingly she was still smiling.

  “I take it you like being treated like this?” Tim said, standing over Amy, looking down at her.

  Amy offered him a sheepish nod, like she’d been caught doing something wrong.

  “You’re one nasty little whore, aren’t you?”

  Again, Amy nodded, pretending to look sheepish but not quite pulling it off.

  “Then I guess I’d better keep giving you what you want,” he said.

  Without waiting for a response, Tim grabbed Amy under the shoulders and lifted her up onto the couch so she was facing him. Once she was in position, he grabbed her shorts and black g-string and roughly pulled them off, revealing her soaking wet pussy. Then he grabbed her ankles and spread her legs apart so her pussy was wide open to him.

  Tim spent a moment looking down at Amy’s tight little body on the couch beneath him. She was so small and frail it was hard to believe that she could take a serious pounding. But what she’d shown so far, she could. Now he was going to see if she could handle his cock inside her.

  “Are you ready for my cock?” he asked.

  Biting down on her bottom lip, Amy nodded.

  “Are you sure?” Tim said.

  “Positive,” Amy said. “Give me all you got. Punish me. I deserve it.”

  “If you insist,” Tim said. Releasing Amy’s legs, he grabbed ahold of his cock and smacked her pussy with it a few of times before sliding it inside her snatch.

  Amy was even wetter than she’d appeared. Even though her pussy was small, it took his cock with ease, offering up just a hint of resistance. It was a snug fit but she was so turned on that it didn’t matter. And Tim was so excited that he knew he didn’t have any time to waste, so he started moving against her with intensity right from the beginning, not being gentle at all, giving her more than half of his cock with every thrust.

  “Holy shit your cock is so fucking big,” Amy said, her excitement painted on her face. Her words came between deep, gasping breaths. “It feels so good in my pussy. Fuck me with that big cock of yours. Fuck me with it!”

  Amy’s pussy grew more wet with every pump, opening up to him further with every thrust. And Tim took advantage, slam
ming his cock deeper and deeper inside her until he was giving her the whole thing, balls-deep.

  “Shit, shit, shit!” Amy said, her eyes wide and full of pleasure. “Hammer me with your cock! Pound me as hard as you can!”

  In order to give Amy what she wanted, Tim again grabbed ahold of both her ankles and pushed her legs back until her feet were next to her head, one on either side of her face. Holding her legs in place against the back of the couch, Tim put one of his legs up on the couch to give himself more leverage and laid into her with everything he had.

  “Take my pussy,” Amy said, staring up at him. Their faces were only inches apart. “Take my fucking pussy. It’s yours. Do whatever you want with it. You can have it. It’s your fucking pussy! Pound it. Pound it!”

  Hearing Amy talk like that fueled Tim even further. “You want it rough?” he said. “You want me to punish you?”

  “Fuck yeah,” Amy said. “I need to be punished.”

  “Fine,” Tim said, barely able to talk himself because of the heavy breathing he was doing. “Then take this.”

  He released one of her legs and wrapped his newly freed hand around her throat.

  “Is this better?” Tim said, glaring at Amy. “Is this what you want? For me to choke you while I fuck you?”

  Her eyes wider than ever and her mouth slightly open, Amy nodded vigorously.

  Tim laughed under his breath and shook his head in disbelief. He’d never fucked a girl this roughly before. But if that’s what Amy wanted, if she thought she could take it, then he’d certainly give it to her.

  Squeezing Amy’s throat tighter, Tim stared down at her while he fucked her and choked her at the same time, waiting for some sign that she wanted him to stop, that he was taking things too far, but Amy did nothing but look back at him, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy as he restricted her breath and hammered away at her pussy, which was growing wetter and wetter by the second.

  Half a minute later, Amy came in a rush, shaking and trembling as an orgasm rushed through her. The orgasm made her pussy even wetter, swallowing his cock even further inside it, engulfing it to the point where he was right on the edge of cumming himself.

  Cursing under his breath, Tim released his grip on Amy’s throat while yanking his cock out of her pussy at the same time. As she smiled wickedly, Tim grabbed ahold of her hair and lifted as he climbed to his feet, pulling her up off the couch. He grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over onto her hands and knees so her tight little ass was sticking up in the air right in front of his face. He didn’t have long before his own orgasm arrived, and he wanted to fuck her doggy-style before it did.

  “Spread your ass,” Tim said, smacking one of Amy’s asscheeks with an open palm to punctuate his demand.

  Amy did as she was told, putting one hand on each ass cheek and pulling them open, making her pussy gape. This new position showed off her gorgeous asshole too, all puckered up and just begging to be played with. But Tim knew better than to go there. He was way too wound up already to bring Amy’s asshole into play. At least right now. Maybe when he was closer to cumming, he’d take advantage of it, but for now, he left it alone.

  “That’s a good girl,” Tim said. “Now keep holding it open while I fuck you from behind. Understand?”

  “Yes, sir,” Amy said.

  Tim gave her another smack on the ass for good measure, then slipped his cock into her waiting pussy.

  Amy let out a deep gasp as he entered her and turned her head around to look back at him. Tim went right after her from the beginning, hammering away at her from behind, jamming his entire cock into her pussy without mercy and pounding away at her with serious aggression.

  “Right there, right fucking there!” Amy said, her voice low but urgent as Tim slammed his cock into her. “Give me that cock, give it to me! Punish me with it! Fucking punish me!”

  And Tim did, grabbing ahold of Amy’s waist and working his hips like a jackhammer, slamming into Amy’s tiny little ass so hard that her body jumped forward every time they came together. His balls were slapping against the underside of her stomach and his cock was completely disappearing inside her pussy.

  Amy arched her spine and tilted her chin towards the ceiling, throwing her hair onto her back in the process. Tim took advantage, grabbing a handful of her hair and yanking back on it while continuing to pound her pussy from behind.

  “That’s right,” Amy said. “Pull that fucking hair while you fuck me. Make me pay for disobeying you. Make me fucking pay!”

  Tim gladly did as Amy asked, yanking back even further on her hair, forcing her to arch her spine even more, changing up the angle of penetration and allowing him deeper access to her insides. He was giving it to her balls-deep now, his huge cock filling up her pretty little pussy, pressing against the walls of her vagina, the head bumping up against something deep inside her.

  “Holy fuck it’s so big!” Amy said between deep, gasping moans. “Fuck me with that giant cock of yours! Fuck me with it!”

  Amy’s voice was getting louder and louder with every passing moment, which just wouldn’t do, not with Katie still asleep on the other side of the house. So he yanked on Amy’s hair again, this time hard enough to lift her upper body up and back towards him, so the back of her head was directly in front of his face.

  Keeping one hand wrapped around her hair and his cock deep inside Amy’s pussy but not actually fucking her for the moment, Tim put his other hand over her mouth.

  “Shut the fuck up,” he said into her ear, not really angry but sounding like he was in order to maintain the mood of the evening. “You’re making too much noise.”

  “Sorry,” Amy whispered, turning her head so that she could look back at him.

  “Don’t be,” Tim said. “Just keep quiet from now on. No more words. No matter what happens, no matter what I do to you, no matter how good it feels, keep your mouth shut until we’re through. Understand?”

  Still looking back at him, Amy nodded. Her eyes were full the need to please him. Tim wasn’t sure how much of it was genuine but he didn’t really care. The illusion was enough for him.

  He hammered her from behind for another full minute, Amy doing her part and not saying a word, barely even making any sound at all despite obviously wanting to, based on the look on her face.

  Tim had settled into a nice, solid rhythm, pounding Amy’s pussy in long but fast pumps which gradually brought him right to the edge of orgasm. And now that he was there, he didn’t have to worry about holding out any longer, so he slid his thumb into his mouth to get it lubed up, then slipped it into Amy’s asshole.

  This brought a gasping cry to her lips, which she muffled by burying her face deeper into the cushions of the couch. Tim was far too occupied to care that Amy had broken his rule of not making a sound. He was too busy trying to prolong his enjoyment before cumming, a futile exercise now that his thumb was inserted in Amy’s asshole.

  He lasted no more than 5 more seconds before his body rebelled, bringing him over the edge of orgasm. Cursing under his breath, Tim yanked his thumb out of Amy’s ass and his cock out of her pussy. Gripping his cock tight with his hand, he held on for dear life as Amy quickly spun around so her face was right in front of Tim’s cock.

  “Cum on my face,” she said, staring up at him with needy eyes. “Spray your seed all over me and make me pretty.”

  So Tim did just that, releasing the vice-grip on his cock and jerking himself off to completion, a process that took no time at all.

  “There you go,” Amy said as Tim shot white seed out of his cock and all over her face. She laughed as his cock continued squirting cum, spasming at least eight times before finally running dry. “That’s what I’m talking about.”

  Tim let out a deep, shuddering breath and flopped down to the couch next to Amy. Looking over at her, he said, “I still can’t believe you brought a boy into my house.”

  Her face still covered in his cum, Amy just laughed.

  “What?” Tim sai
d. “It’s not funny.”

  “Actually, it is,” she said.

  “Why’s that?”

  “Because I can’t believe it actually worked.”

  “Worked?” Tim said. “What do you mean?”

  “I mean, I only brought Alex over so that something like this would happen.”

  “Seriously?” he said. “That was all just a ruse?”

  “Yep,” Amy said. “I invited Alex over solely so you would catch us together. And then, hopefully, one way or another, we’d end up here. Although, for a second, I thought you were just going to kick his ass and kick me out right behind him.”

  Tim laughed and shook his head. “Why the elaborate plot? Why not just approach me and ask me?”

  “Why didn’t you ever approach me and ask me?” Amy countered.

  “Because I just figured you would reject me,” he said. “And then things would be awkward.”

  “There you go,” Amy said. “I figured the same thing.”

  “But what if I just kicked you out for bringing Alex over here?”

  “That would have been easier to accept than the other thing,” she said.

  Tim thought about that for a minute. “Fair enough,” he said. “What about Alex? Was he in on it?”

  “Nah,” Amy said. “He just thought he was getting lucky tonight.”

  “So you were willing to risk Alex getting his ass kicked to get what you wanted out of me?”

  “Yep,” Amy said. “In fact, I was hoping you’d kick his ass and then we’d end up in the bed together. But I would have been happy with just one of those things happening. Preferably this one.”

  Tim laughed some more. “Well, I’m glad it worked out the way it did,” he said.

  “Yeah, so am I,” Amy replied. “So am I.”

  Tim stared at her for a few more seconds before shaking his head. “I still can’t believe you did that.”

  “What?” Amy said. “Lied to you?”