I sighed, my eyes fluttering open to the familiar, blank canvas of the ceiling.
I rolled out of bed, pulling on a baggy, oversized shirt. No shorts. No underwear. Just the freedom of the fabric against my skin as I checked the clock.
8:40 AM.
She would be down there. Alone.
Sure enough, as I descended the stairs, I found her. She was wearing a thin apron over a gown so tight it looked painted on, moving rhythmically as she cleaned the house. I didn't say a word. I simply stepped up behind her, my hand disappearing beneath the hem of that gown.
As I suspected... no panties.
Two of my fingers plunged instantly into her heat, buried deep within her pussy. She buckled, her weight collapsing against the counter she had been scrubbing.
"A... Nggg~!"
Her ass trembled violently as I began to circle my fingers with forceful, grinding pressure. I dragged them downward, the friction so intense her legs almost gave out beneath her.
"Keep cleaning," I commanded, a dark smile tugging at my lips.
"...How?" she gasped, her voice a fractured whisper.
For a reply, I delivered a sharp slap to her ass. The sound echoed through the kitchen as her flesh jiggled beneath the fabric.
"Nnnnng~ cumming~!"
She came instantly, her walls pulsing frantically against my fingers. This bitch was a horny one—the very reason I'd started fucking her the second I moved into this house. Back then, I only had to show her my dick and she'd frozen in place. The next thing I knew, I was boning her in the bathroom, ruining her until she was nothing but a squirting whore.
From that day on, she became my meat hole.
"Keep cleaning... or I won't fuck you."
Her eyes widened in a flash of desperation. Instantly, she began wiping the counter again. I smiled, gently tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear before shoving the gown up further, revealing her wet, cum-riddled backside. Her pussy was swollen and angry-red, yet it remained impossibly tight and juicy. I loved it.
As she worked, I leaned down and bit her clit. A screech of pure pleasure tore from her throat. Her legs quaked. My tongue slipped into her hole, swirling with a precision that ensured she couldn't form a single coherent thought.
I pulled back, grabbing her jugs and pulling them apart, my thumbs grazing her hardened nipples.
"Please... Fuck me now... Ahhh," she begged, the cream pooling beneath her feet on the floor.
I was past my limit. Unceremoniously, I shoved my nine-and-a-half-inch cock so brutally into her cunt that she collapsed forward. No moan escaped her; it was as if the sheer mass of my cock had blocked her windpipe.
"Clean," I growled.
Robotically, her hand continued to move, wiping the counter in a daze.
"Good girl."
I decided then to fuck her straight through until I was satisfied.
Slurrp.
The meaty, clammy sound of my cock pulling out and thrusting back in filled the room. I didn't just pound her; every thrust was a conquest, reaching her utmost depths. I gripped her hair, pulling her head back so her ass would tilt perfectly.
And then...
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
An animalistic fucking began—a pace so frantic her ass couldn't even voice the force of the impact. It felt incredible, being hugged by a heat that existed only for my pleasure. It was a drug. I felt like I would pass out if I went any faster, but I couldn't stop. I pounded the cum right out of her, my cock foaming with her fluids, but I kept going.
"Ahh.. hmm..."
I couldn't even speak anymore. Her pussy always felt like this—sweet, addictive, and louder with every strike. It was the only reason I stayed in this house, even with the constant risk of getting caught.
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
I began slapping her ass while simultaneously ruining her core.
"Nnggffn... sogoodiloveitiloveyourmeat... ruinmefasterfasterfaster, ahhhhhhhg~!"
She was no longer cleaning.
This bitch always knew that the moment I was deep in her hole, I was at her mercy. It gave her the balls to defy my orders. I remembered the night she'd crept into my room; I was terrified of being caught, but she forced the issue until my cock slipped into her honeyed pussy. After that, I'd pounded her like my life depended on it.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
I accelerated, my waist becoming a blur of motion.
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
PAH!!!
And then...
PAH!!!
I rammed down one final time, pumping my load into her without a shred of care. I thrust a few more times, hugging her abdomen to feel my cock bulging against her inner wall. Butterflies swarmed my head as I peaked.
She seized the opportunity. Using the momentum of my climax, she shifted her position on the counter. She was a disaster of saliva and cum, but she managed to pin my waist against the edge of the counter. She braced her long legs against the opposite wall and pushed back with everything she had.
My cock went to places it shouldn't have been. I tried to push her away, but we were so tightly meshed I couldn't move. With both legs braced against the wall, she tightened her ass in a vice-like grip.
Before I knew it, the world went black. I fucking passed out.