Sitting at the bar drink away a shitty day at workplace wearing a yoke of jean and a baggy t shirt the live on thing I expected was to gain an admirer but from the spry glimpse I kept shooting his way that was exactly what this stunning man now slowly walking towards me was.

I smiled as he sat on the barstool next to me and ordered a whiskey, I let my eyes roam over him, I drank him in from his short dark brown whisker to his strong jawline down his variety try-on shirt that teased of the toned pectus beneath then down to his trousers and his knock-down looking legs.

"howdy handsome."I almost purred as the bartender placed the mans drink in front man of him.

"Sorry mate I don't swing that way."He said a little sharply.

"Is that why you've been checking me out all evening ?"I teased him with a sly grin on my face.

"I haven't been checking you out."He almost growled,"I was deciding whether or not you would be a good imbibing partner."He looked down at his drink and sighed,"I guess not though."He stated starting to stand.

"Hey if you're not into it that's cool."I told him and placed a hired hand on his shoulder joint,"just sit and have a few drunkenness with me, you never know I could be the considerably drinking partner you've ever met."I laughed softly.

His amber eyes seemed to jaunt the distance of my consistence and I knew he was lying about the fact that he wasn't checking me out because that hunger in his eye said he wanted me but his stiff attitude and slight frown told me he hadn't admitted that to himself yet.

I couldn't blame him for being attracted to me, after all I had always got a lot of aid from both men and women, I stood at just under 6ft tall and worked out regularly so I was in good flesh and I usually chose to get into dress to accent that fact but tonight had been about getting drunk and not getting laid so I hadn't dressed to instill. I had metier length light brown hair and a light amount of stubble gracing my Kuki that almost highlighted my jaw line and hard full lips.

He looked into my icy blue almost gray-headed eyes and sat back down on the barstool,"fine but please think of I'm not concerned in that way."He told me.

"I can hold in a conversation with an attractive man without throwing myself at him."I laughed and noticed his brim curl up slightly into the start of what promised to be a pin-up smile.

"I'm sure you can."He said his representative low and a little husky.

I silently swore what the fuck was with this guy, first he's obviously checking me out then he tells me he's straight and not interested, now the tone of his part seemed to predict such orgasmic delights, I couldn't decide if he just hadn't come out to himself yet or if he was purposefully being a tease.

We actually did manage to hold a properly conversation, we found a good subject after a few minutes of talking about workplace and early subject of small talk. I had a good time sitting there with him drinking and talking, the later the night got the more drinks we orderliness and the drunker we both became until we were both laughing at each other every couple of mo because of our thick speech and luxuriously alcohol consumption.

The barkeeper announcing final claim surprised us both we had been sitting there chatting and drinking together for hours, we both order another deglutition and when we tried to social club another after that the barman told us that he was closing up now and we needed to leave.

We stumbled out of the bar arm around each other like your stereotypic drunkard friends both of us shamelessly belting out an old 90s pop song that had come on the radio just before we left.

"shame the Nox ended."The man who's figure I had learn was Tom said with a frown,"I was having fun."

"You could come back to mine."I offered,"I have a few beers in the fridge and a bottle of whiskey somewhere."I told him with the news somewhere taking two attempts to say.

"Fine."He dragged the word out,"but no funny business."He said quickly his words stumbling into one another.

"I promise I'll be good."I giggled drunkenly making him laugh as well.

My apartment wasn't far from the bar but it took us almost 20 mo to strive it in our sottish states.

I pushed my apartment room access open with more force than intended before stumbling into the kitchen and retrieving a couple of beers from the fridge, I popped the pinnacle on them and made the short journey into the life room and I stopped at the hatful of Tom leaning back on my sofa with the top few buttons of his shirt now assailable revealing a wisp of dark chest hair and his lightly muscled chest.

I felt myself lick my lips without thinking and felt a fuss in my pant that had me quickly making an alteration to cover my hardening dick from him before I strolled over to the sofa and handing Tom his beer and then slumping into the sofa next to him with a sigh.

"Thanks."He slurred holding the beer his hands shaking slightly.

I felt awkward sitting here in my apartment on my sofa next to a man who I had only met a few hours ago but was already having fantasies about, I imagined what his cock would look like, how it would palpate in my hands, if I would be able-bodied to exact it all in my sassing and if it would elongate me out to painful levels if he fucked me with it.

I could experience my putz harden to the point that I was now fully erect, I moved to pass on for the TV remote to put something on to disorder me from the stunning man sitting next to me that I desperately wanted to explore every column inch of.

Reaching for the remote was a bad move because as I reached for it I lost my balance and slid off the sofa my helping hand flailed out to try and bear onto something to stop me falling, I managed to support onto something but it didn't block me from falling. Now sitting on the flooring in front of the sofa I slowly got to my knees and looked around realising that what my hand had grabbed was the top of Tom's thigh.

He looked at my helping hand on his thigh and then his gaze moved further down so he was looking into my eyes with such an intensity level that I wasn't sure if he was going to punch me or guide my helping hand that little bit eminent to the zip of his trouser but when he didn't move or say anything I decided to cast caution to the wind.

On my hands and stifle I climbed up his wooden leg so l was above him on the sofa and I stared into those deep amber eyes, I was still unsure whether they promised pain or pleasure. I slowly leaned forward giving him mess of time to fight me away but when he didn't and my mouth locked with his with a thirst and intensiveness that I had never felt before I knew that the eternal rest of the dark was going to be fun.

The kiss was hard and a slight bit terrible but I didn't guardianship, my eubstance screamed at me for more, the heat energy in my belly made me ache to feel him inside me to feature him explore every depth of me and for me to return the favor and explore every column inch of his body. We broke the kiss for a split moment for us both to gulp in air before we were straight back at it, his lingua flicked into my mouth and started to explore as I let mine do the like, suddenly he used his tongue to push mine back into my mouth before he bit down on my blue lip not hard enough to guide blood but enough for me to groan with arousal.

I ran my custody over his body as he released my lip from his teeth and returned to osculate me with bruising strength, I slowly started to undo the respite of the clit on his shirt and compact my manus against his hard pecs feeling the slender choppiness from his chest fuzz. His unit body shivered as I ran my hired man over his eubstance again this metre without the shirt between my hands and his tough, toned body.

I broke the kiss and pushed myself up off him slightly so I could peel off my t shirt and feel his body against mine. When my t shirt was thrown across the room I leaned back against him letting his lips punish mine in another savage kiss that held the promise of the kind of fan he would be and I felt myself shiver in anticipation.

I let my hands travel down to his trousers and I started to unbuckle his belt but he stopped me with one quick motion that had him flipping our positions so that I was the one sitting on the sofa and he was the one above me, the legal action made me gasp before her lowered his head and kissed me again. When he had stopped kissing me he leaned back and looked down at me again, a slight sting of care hit me, his center looked crazy and brute like he was barely containing himself and at any second he could either slam himself deep inside me or beat me to a bally mess, right now I didn't care.

He knelt with his spinal column straight person and he had a knee joint either position of my legs, his crotch was at the same meridian as my chest his bulging hard-on begging me to free it from his trouser. I reached forward to try and unbuckle his belt again so I could free what the extrusion in his trousers promised would be a big putz, this time he allowed me to strip his whang off and undo the button for his trouser but before I could pull down his zip he pushed me back down into the sofa and pulled my mitt from his pant before leaning down and kissing me again.

As his rim punished mine I felt his men come to rest on my pectus and then dig in with a abominable motivation that had me moaning into his backtalk. I tried to hand forward to finally get his trouser off of him and reveal the wonderful prize within but he removed his hand from my chest and held my wrist back so I couldn't move my hands.

He broke the candy kiss to take a breath and as he did I heard myself susurration to him my part husky and filled with a desperate need,"I want you inside me now."

He shifted so he could use one had to harbor my articulatio radiocarpea and with his free helping hand he put a finger to my lips to quieten me as he whispered,"not yet."

I slowly parted my lips and took the finger he had used to hush up me into my oral fissure and showed it the same attention I hoped to soon be showing his dick, I wrapped my sass tightly around it and let my tongue swirl all over it before slowly moving my head forward so the whole of his finger was now buried in my mouth, I tried to continue using my knife on his finger's breadth but a key spate overtook me and instead I started to bob my headway backwards and forwards essentially fucking my mouth with his finger.

He gasped when he pulled his finger from my mouth with a gaudy pop before he ran it down my chest leaving a trail of my own saliva on me.

I moaned and again tried to reach forward but his hand around my radiocarpal joint seemed to hold me even though I knew he shouldn't be able to but when he moved his free hand from my venter to his trousers I didn't tutelage about his superhuman grip on my wrist all I cared about was that I was finally going to get to see what I had wanted to since I first caught him checking me out in the bar.

"Yes."I moaned quietly as his hired man slowly unzipped his pant before he slid them down to his articulatio genus with a unspeakable slowness.

I gasped as I saw that his trouser had been concealing his full length, it was easily the biggest I had ever seen. I watched as he slipped his thumbs into the waistband of his boxers before he pulled them down with the same slowness he had his trouser and as his dick sprang free of his bagger I gasped again. His hammer was a freak at around 9 inch long and thick too, the earlier phantasy I had of taking it all in my mouthpiece quickly vanished if I tried that it would probably kill me, I also realised that the fantasy about it being able to painful adulterate me would turn true and that made me smile with lecherousness and need.

I tried to incline forward to meet his enormous hammer, I had to sense it against me, in me, I wanted it all over me, I wanted to miss myself to that primal part of me that screamed at me to do whatever I could to stool trusted that it ended up inside me.

He released my hands and pushed me back into the couch as I struggled to attain for his giant star erect cock but it stood to aid just out of my reach.

"Please."I moan still trying to struggle forward to contact it.

I look up to see an almost cruel smiling on his case as he slides backwards off of me letting go of my wrist at he same metre, he takes a few stair away from the couch and I watch him entranced by the rise and crepuscle of his splendid extremity as he walks slowly backwards away from me.

"Come and get it then."He says softly and I instantly obey, I slide off the sofa onto my hands and articulatio genus and slowly crawl my way over to him my heart flickering between his eyes and his prick.

When I reach him I look up into his eyes as I softly kiss the point of his cock and I watch as his grinning variety from that cruel smile into one that tells me he got exactly what he wanted. I wrap one hand around his shaft and lead off to slowly travel it as I let my tongue trace roofy around his glans. I try to tantalize him so he will try and push himself inside me, I sometimes like having dominant men that know what they want use me and from what I've experienced so far that seemed to be exactly what Tom was like.

I continue to try and loosen him for at least a couple of minutes lightly trailing my fingers over his dick while licking and kissing the caput of his huge pecker, I end up running my natural language over every inch of his cock smothering it in my spittle in the promise he will smash and push himself inside my back talk but in the end it's me who breaks first as the need to take him inside my mouth overpowers the desire for him to eclipse me.

I took the head of his cock into my lip and ran my tongue around it, I kept moving my tongue around in the like apparent movement as I took Sir Thomas More of his cock inside my mouth. I wanted to read every in of his glorious cock into my sass but at around the 6 and a half inch mark I start to gag and cause to pull back to take a breathing space before I quickly take his cock back inside me the whole time I make for sure my clapper teases his length inside me.

I hear Tom groan in joy and I look up at him my eyes watering from gagging on his dick, his eyes are closed at first but like he had felt me looking up at him he opened his oculus and looked down at me his middle gleaming with delight and again I spy what I can only call off cruelty in his centre and on his sassing as he smiles down at me.

I reach the same point on his putz as I had hold up time before I gagged and had to draw out out to breath and as I reach that point he laces his hands into my hair and pull me forward trying to force more of himself into my throat. Panic sweeps through me at his activity as there is at least another 2 and a half inches left outside of my mouth and I'm already choking on the 6 and a one-half column inch in my throat. He continues to drive on the back of my head and I try to relax my throat to accommodate the rest of his enormous length but no matter how practically I try to fit it in I can't seem to.

I tap him on the leg to try and get him to let me bet on off to breath but instead he starts to gently have sex my pharynx each thrust pushing his cock further into my pharynx after a present moment of this I start to panic and feebly try to fight him off so I can at least demand a breath.

Finally he pulls back letting his rooster slide out of my mouth and he looks down at me with an manifestation that says he can and will do what he wants to me.

"flavour at you."He growls,"just a fucking sporting lady for a moderately face and a big cock."He spits onto my face and I flinch at the violence behind his actions but he grabs my drumhead to stop me from moving any further away from him,"what are you ?"he asks with what sounds like barely controlled anger.

"A whore."I gasp out half of me scared of what he is going to do to me but the other one-half is turned on Thomas More than I have ever been before.

"What are you a whore for ?"He asks his voice still a growl.

"I'm a whore for a pretty grimace and big cock."I tell him feeling humiliated.

"Good, its authoritative you know what you are and what your position is."His representative is a growl, his Christian Bible hurt and I feel almost worthless but my rock hard throbbing erection let's him know that even if I don't look like it some pale function of me is loving this.

"I want you to evidence me about how much of a sporting lady you are and what your piazza is."He growls at me and when I look at him with rip rolling down my cheeks but with a questioning flavour on my face he explains,"your place is to please me anyway I want you to without question."He tells me,"all you are is a vessel for my firing, now I want to hear you tell me."

"I'm a whore."I say between shortness of breath,"all I'm good for is your pleasure daddy."

"Ah looks like we have some dad issues."He laughs cruelly,"do you desire your daddy to make love your pharynx ?"He asks viciously

"Yes daddy."I tell him,"please fuck my throat daddy."I cry just as he slams his cock into my throat forcing in as very much as he can lay down me choke and gag around his huge cock.

He starts to roughly Ezra Loomis Pound my pharynx and all I can hear is the sounds of his shaft punishing my throat and my own gagging.

"Take all of daddy's cock."He growls as he tries to campaign his wholly length into my throat, I manage about of it but suddenly my gag inborn reflex flare and I can feel nauseant rise up and when he pulls his prick out of my throat the vomit follows covering one-half of his peter, my chin and the floor.

"Dirty fucking whore."He growls at me when I finish throwing up,"clean my fucking cock."He growls pulling my case back to his cock.

I slowly try to wrap my back talk around his turncock but he slaps me across the face with adequate force to sway my head to the face,"no."He growls,"with your tongue."

I shudder at the view of licking my vomit off of his putz but I instinctively let my tongue out of my oral cavity and bulge to puzzle out along his shaft cleaning a mix of my vomit and his pre-cum off of his cock with tears rolling off my cheeks and onto his cock.

"Yes cry onto my stopcock the tears might help as lube when I fuck you."He tells me,"you do want me to make out you don't you ?"The query sounds more like a statement but I answer anyway.

"Yes daddy I want you to fuck me."I tell him letting my tears hang onto his cock.

"Yeah I thought you might want that little whore."He growls as he snaffle my throat and pulls me to my feet before turning me around and propelling me towards the lounge with his first push button, the instant push makes me light human face first into the couch.

He grabs my coxa and pulls my ass up into the air and spread out my cheeks before spitting onto my asshole.

"flavour at that tight little hole."Tom growls,"I'm going to rip you apart."He laughs before spitting on my gob again.

"Yes daddy penalise my blotto asshole."I beg him.

"I knew you were a dirty fucking whore from the present moment I laid eyes on you."He taunts me,"I want you tell me who's whore you are."

"I'm your woman of the street daddy."I cry as he slaps his massive cock down on my ass.

"I want you to beg me to ruin your asshole."He tells me his spokesperson filled with barely restrained violence.

"Please smash my soused asshole with your massive putz daddy."I beg him,"please pop fuck your whore."

He laughs at me,"since you asked so nicely."He says as I feel the point of his peter clash my asshole lightly before withdrawing and spitting on my hole again then before I can prepare he drives his hammer into my ass.

"Oh roll in the hay !"I scream in a mix of pain and pleasure as he buries the whole 9 column inch of his cock in my ass with one savage thrust, he slowly pulls his cock out until only the head is left inside me as he holds himself there he rains down C after blow onto my ass cheeks making me cry out with every impact.

"Your ass looks much better all red and sore with my peter in it."He tells me as he thrusts inside me again making me groan loudly as I feel that mix of pain and delight again as his monumental cock bottoms out inside me and stretches my ass to the point where it feels like it will rip me apart. He slowly starts to move his shaft in and out at a pace that starts to tug me crazy with the need for him to Ezra Pound me relentless like I know he wants to.

"Please fuck me harder daddy."I cry as I lose all common gumption to my lust.

"I'll do what I want to you my little whore."He growls into my ear as he leans over me with his cock deep inside me. He reaches a mitt underneath me and firmly grasp my cock,"look at that the cocotte is hard."He laughs,"I wonder what I should do with it."He growls.

He starts to slowly run his hands along my throbbing erection as he continues to dog pound into my ass. The degradation accompanied by my ass being completely filled and his helping hand gently teasing my hard cock drives me unbalanced and I start crying out loudly as he increases his fell Assault on my pot by bringing his dislodge hired hand sharply down on my ass.

"Yes scream for me my footling screwing whore."He growls as he picks up speed with both his pounding of my ass and stroking of my cock.

"Yes pa, fuck me intemperate daddy."I scream as his relentless pounding starting signal to become less rhythmic as he gets closer to his coming at the same time his hand stroking my cock starts to travel rapidly up rapidly bringing me towards one as well and before long I feel my balls tense with the tell-tale signal of my own orgasm.

"Oh I'm cumming pappa, I'm cumming."I cry out as my climax hits causing me shoot lading after load of cum onto my abdomen and sofa.

"Fuck."He growls as he slams the full length of his pecker into me as he shoots a massive burden of cum into my ass. He leaves himself buried inside me as he shoots Sir Thomas More cum inside me, he then stays inside me as his cock starts to mince before suddenly pulling out leaving my bastard gaping and begging for more.

"clean my fucking cock."He orders me and I quickly move around and run my tongue all over his cock collecting his cum and savouring the appreciation of it combine with the taste of my ass, I do this until I think I have cleaned most of it off before I take as much of his cock into my mouth as I can and I note with some satisfaction that I can now take up almost another inch into my throat without vomiting.

"You're a goodness little bawd aren't you."He says a little softly,"I enjoyed destroying that pretty little ass of yours."He tells me and the weirdest emotion runs through me, pride.

"Thank you daddy."I say with a shaky smile spreading across my face.

Tom walks away from me and collects his clothes and pop to put them on slowly starting with his boxer.

"I might hold to derive and do this again."He tells me as he buttons up his shirt,"consecrate me your phone numeral so I can tell you if I decide to issue forth and punish that little ass again."

"I'd really like that daddy."I tell him before finding my phone and reading out my number for him.

He walks towards the front door and I follow him like a short drop off pup, he opens the room access and stops, he turns around to face me and kisses me with that same hardness that he had earlier and even so soon after cumming I feel my cock start to rise again.

Tom looks down at my cock that is now at half mast and smiles that vicious grin, he reaches down and grabs my rooster then gives it a couple of sluggish attendant strokes before letting go eliciting a groan of virginal need from my lips.

"Please daddy."I beg him but he just looks at me cruelly.

"You'll have to deal with that yourself my little whore."He tells me with a roughshod spark in his oculus before he turns on his heel and strolls out of the door taking a yoke of steps down the hall before he turns around again and speaks,"take care my little whore."

"Bye daddy."I say softly but still loud enough for him to get word my words.

I closed my apartment door and took in the sight of my apartment, my cum was in thick strands across my couch and there was vomiting on the floor not far in presence of it that was quickly solidifying into a disgusting heap. I walked slowly over to my couch and as I did I became aware of Tom's cum leaking out of my gaping asshole and trickling down my ramification and I loved it, I smiled to myself as I sat down on the couch and took my now fully upright cock in my bridge player and started to slowly run my mitt up and down it as I let the still fresh computer storage run through my mind.

I remember the feel of his cock slamming into the backrest of my throat making me gag and choke but also making me require more, how his cock had stretched my ass to point of agonising infliction and orgasmic pleasure, how he had filled my ass with his cum, how he had made me beg him to fuck me with that huge cock that I could still see when I closed my eyes and how he had called me a whore then suddenly a fruition hit me, he hadn't called me a sporting lady but he had called me his lady of pleasure and that recognition pushed me over the edge and the coming hit me hard.

"Oh fuck I'm daddy's footling whore."I cried as I shot a massive freight of cum onto the trading floor in straw man of the sofa adding Thomas More to the mess that was my living room. I realised I was going to own to clean all of this cum and vomitive up but that could wait until later after I'd had some sleep because I was absolutely drained from how strong daddy had fucked me, from being awake for so long and the inebriant still running through my mineral vein.

I curled up on the lounge feeling my cum underneath me and daddy's cum still leaking slowly out of my ass, I smiled as I closed my eyes, I was dad's footling whore and I hoped daddy would derive and jaw his cyprian again soon .