Lust

She sat across the couch from him,  the joint in her hand. She brought it to her plum passion lipstick covered lips, and slowly inhaled. She watched him from the corner of her eye, did he see her breasts rise with the inhale? Three hours she had spent on getting ready, makeup, hair, clothes, her breasts hurt from the corset but they were so juicy and in your face like this.
For weeks, she had dropped hints, made comments, been completely open about her desire. He was the man she had been seeking, caring, friendly, nice, intelligent, attractive, strong, and he could smoke with the best of them. She got wet thinking about him taking her from behind, just pushing her over and taking what there both knew he wanted. She was a sexual entity and needed to be loved, to feel his rough hands on her smooth alabaster skin. He had her trust, he was always so kind, but she knew the Dom she was seeking his within. She just had to bring it out.
Taking the joint from her, he looked at her beauty. She was dressed up again, her breasts barely contained within her dress. Her hair was all curly, and her lips the most glorious shade of purple. He knew she had been looking at him all night. She knew his reasons for not making a move, she knew the problems, but tonight she felt like the solution. He longed to put his hand behind her head and draw her in for a kiss. Deciding to go for it, he asked if she wanted a gun. She nodded agreement, now was his chance, leaning in he gently blew the smoke from the joint from his mouth to hers, their lips so close together, he closed the gap and kissed her. Her eyes got wide and she pulled away inhaling. He pulled the joint from his lips and went to ash it. He had blown it, it was too much too soon. She probably wasn't attracted to him that way anyway. He heard her coughing from the exhale, but before he could raise his head to check on her, he felt her hand on his arm. He looked down at the hand, resting on his arm, he followed the arm up to the face. Her lips were parted, her cheeks flushed. He gazed into her eyes, he had dreamt of her naked in his arms so many times it was finally coming to fulfillment. Her hand came off his arm and traveled to his cock, resting gently on the bulge of his pants. She leaned in and kissed him hard, her desire taking over, her hand squeezed his penis through his pants as her tongue went into his mouth.
He wasn't really sure how they ended up in his room, or where her clothes went, but he was sure that her breasts were full and firm and fit so beautifully in his palms. He knew that her stomach was tight and rigid and that her pussy was completely shaven. He also knew that the feeling in his balls had everything to do with the most amazing blowjob he had ever had. Her lips slid smooth up and down his shaft as she took him into the back of her throat sucking his manhood deep. She broke free with a loud slurping sound finishing with a pop. His balls ached, but he wanted to come inside that beautiful pussy. Before she could go back to sucking on his cock, he pulled her into a passionate kiss. He could feel her nipples harden against his chest, and could feel her juices on his leg, she was so wet. He wanted to taste it, so breaking the kiss, he pushed her into the bed and kissed his way down to her pussy. He could smell her juices, sweet, steamy, salty, calling his name. His mouth found her swollen clit and she jumped when he kissed it, she shivered as he licked it and cried out his name as he sucked it into his mouth. He could smell her cum leaking from those perfect lips. He wanted to bath in her cum so planting his mouth over her pussy, he started sucking. Licking and sucking, rubbing her clit with his fingers, she came rough and heavy, flooding his mouth with juice, writhing with desire on the bed.
Now, he was ready to mount her. She was gasping on the bed, he pushed her legs up, his cock painfully hard, she rotated her hips for alignment and gasped when his throbbing cock slid deep into her soaking vagina. She clutched him into her deep, her muscles contracting and pulling him into her, rolling her hips for maximum penetration. He could feel her cum soaking the sheets, as her pressed deep into her. He was glad he had her legs up as she just quivered, muscles spasming. He started thrusting over and over like a machine. She just moaned out his name and she came over and over. Finally, unable to Stace it off any longer, he thrust in deep and released his load. Spent, he laid on the bed beside her. She rolled on top of him and looked him in the eyes.
"I've been waiting forever for you to fuck me." She said. He looked at her, then said, "I was waiting for you to ask. I wanted you to beg." She felt her pussy heat up again. She couldn't hold his gaze, she looked down submissively, he was going to do great.