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says,
“Please ride my cock, mistress. I can’t take it anymore. I need my
cock inside of you. Please.”
    “ Fine,” she says in mock
disdain. “But only because you asked nicely.”
    And with that, she lifts herself onto her
knees and climbs atop him.
    “ Are you sure this is what
you want?” she asks. “Because there are still a whole hell of lot
more things I can do to you.”
    “ This is what I want,”
Eric replies. “You can do more things to me some other night.
Whatever you want. But right now I need to fuck you.”
    “ If you insist,” Jasmine
says. She grabs ahold of his cock, lifts herself up a bit, shifts
her position so she’s squatting over him with her feet on the
couch, then slides his cock into her pussy.
    Her pussy is so slippery, so soft, so
inviting, so luscious; it’s like sliding into a vat of exotic
oil.
    The first few seconds after entering her are
always the toughest, and tonight even more so because of the
torture that she put his cock through up until this point. It’s all
Eric can do to not cum right then and there.
    But after Eric weathers the first few
seconds of the storm it gets easier. Jasmine works him like the
expert she is, her hands on his chest, moving her body up and down
in a deliberate rhythm, taking the entire length of his cock inside
her with every thrust.
    “ You like it when I bounce
on your cock?” she says, staring right at him.
    Eric nods.
    “ Tell me how much you like
it,” Jasmine says, carefully controlling her voice so she seems
like she’s in total control of herself, unaffected by the
situation. Whether she is or not Eric doesn’t know but she’s
certainly doing a good job of making it look like she is. For some
curios reason her apparent disinterest turns him on even
more.
    “ I fucking love it,” he
says, his voice coming out louder than he’s expecting.
    “ Do you want me to ride
you even harder?”
    “ Yes please, mistress,”
Eric says.
    “ Beg for it,” Jasmine
says. “Beg for me to ride your cock until you explode inside of
me.”
    “ Please, mistress,” he
says. “Please ride me until I cum. I need it. Make me cum,
mistress.”
    She shifts so her legs are lying flat on the
couch and starts riding his cock faster and faster, her body
slamming down onto him, smashing his balls at the bottom of every
thrust, causing just the right amount of pain to keep him on edge
of orgasm without any danger of going over.
    Eric tries to take a deep breath but his
body is just too wound up. Something about her having control,
riding him like he’s a worthless piece of meat turns him on more
than he’d ever thought possible. He longs for more abuse at her
hands but knows that his time tonight is almost at an end. He’s
simply enjoying this too much to go on much longer.
    He reaches up with his hands to try and
prolong how long he can hold out by taking some semblance of
control over the situation but she’s having none of it.
    “ Don’t even think about
it,” Jasmine says as she grabs ahold of his wrists before he
touches her flesh. “This is my rodeo, mister. I call the shots
here. You don’t get to do shit unless I say so.”
    She pushes his arms back near his head,
holding them down on the couch, one on either side of his head,
while she continues to ride him like an insane cowgirl.
    Because she’s holding his wrists up near his
head, Jasmine is now leaning over Eric, giving her even more
leverage to hammer away on his cock. She’s holding nothing back
now, lifting her entire body up and then dropping it down onto him,
giving him her full weight with every thrust, impaling herself on
his stiff cock.
    Her hair is flying everywhere, covering her
face so he can barely see her eyes bearing down on him. She’s
scowling, no doubt exorcising some demons as she pleasures herself.
Although this frightens Eric a little it also excites him in ways
he can’t rationalize. In fact, more than anything else, it’s the
way that she’s looking at him