Fiance’s Forbidden Dessert

“YES! OH GAWWWWD YESSSS! FUCK ME, RICK! fuck my pussy! OH! OH! OH! I’M CUMMING AGAIN! AIEEEEEE!”

Laura was being pounded viciously from behind, her tits waving with each thrust Rick rammed into her. She had her head over her shoulder, watching as her ex fucked her better than she’d been fucked in months. She had to act so conservative with Bryan, and now she could let herself go, using words she’d never used with her fiancé.

“That’s it, you little slut! Tell me you love it!”

“OHHH…YESSS! I LOVE IT! GIVE ME THAT big cock! FUCK YEAH! YOU’RE SO MUCH BIGGER THAN BRYAN IS! OHHHH… GAWWWD!”

Laura collapsed against the sink, her body convulsing in her third orgasm of the night. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d had multiple orgasms, even with Rick.

“Yeah, baby! Looks like all you needed was a good fucking! Now, miss, can I interest you in dessert?”

Rick pulled out of the moaning blonde, grabbing her by the hair and pulling her to her feet. He pushed her down on her knees to the cold floor of the bathroom, stroking his red cock, pointing it at her mouth.

“Please, Rick! Don’t do that! It will get on my dress!”

“Then you’d better swallow it all, hadn’t you bitch? You don’t want lover boy out there to see what a messy eater you are, do you?”

Rick pushed his cock cruelly into the blonde’s mouth. Laura let out a pitiful moan, as the huge head burned towards her throat, the throbbing member alive on her tongue. She tasted her own cum, as well as the salty tang of pre cum leaking from the oozing head as Rick worked his cock into her mouth, fucking her face like a second cunt.

“Oh, yeah, slut…damn that feels good! I’ll bet you never even suck your little fiancé’s cock do you bitch? After all, what you need is a meal, not a snack!”

Rick laughed, his hands curled in Laura’s soft blonde hair, holding her head in place as he screwed deeply into her mouth. He noticed her hand on her pussy, the ring dancing in and out between her thighs as she fingered herself in time to his brutal mouth fucking. He heard her moan around his invading cock and knew the young woman was going to cum again. This was too much for Rick and he felt himself pushed over the edge.

“OH, FUCK! HERE I CUM, BABY! GONNA’ SHOOT RIGHT DOWN YOUR THROAT, BITCH! HERE’S YOUR DESSERT! AHHHH!”

He shoved his thick head to the back of her throat; the cock throbbing as it released its load. Laura gagged, the scummy load bubbling up from her mouth and squirting around Rick’s cock and down her chin. She was coherent enough to raise her hand to catch the missed cum, the sticky, warm fluid collecting in the palm of her hand and oozing between her fingers.

His load was so big; she was forced to bring up her other hand, cum dripping into her second palm. Rick leered down at the young woman as he pulled his cock out of her mouth.

“Look at all the sweet cum you missed, slut. Lick it up, baby! Make sure your ring is nice and clean before you go back to the table.”

Laura looked down at her hands, tears in her eyes. She had kept most of the vile fluid from her dress, but it had collected on both hands, coating her engagement ring with thick, slimy scum. Having fully succumbed to Rick’s will, she began to lick the cum from her palm and off her fingers, slurping the load into her mouth and down her throat.

“good girl.” Rick murmured slapping his cock against Laura’s cheeks, adding a final insult to her degradation.

Rick pulled up his pants and noticed Laura’s purse sitting on the sink. Quickly, he rooted through her handbag, finally producing her driver’s license from its depths.

“Ahhh…now I know where you live, baby. Do you live with loverboy?”

Laura shook her head, looking at the floor.

“Good. I’ll be over around midnight. Tell loverboy you’re sick and have the door unlocked. Otherwise, I’ll mail these to him with a nice card.”

Rick held up her lace panties and Laura moaned.

Rick left, leaving Laura alone, face sticky, dress pulled down to her waist. After some minutes, Laura regained her feet and looked at her cum washed face in the mirror. She had entered the room happily engaged, but would leave a cum-drenched whore.

Laura spent some time washing her hands and face, struggling to straighten her tangled hair. Finally, having done the best she could, she went to face her fiancé.

Evidently, Bryan already thought she was sick, and the flush in her cheeks and the feverish chill on her skin only reaffirmed that assumption. Little did he know that she was flushed and feverish from the unbelievable fucking she had just received.

Laura realized what she had to do as soon as Bryan kissed her. Less than a half an hour later she was in her apartment, sitting in a long nightgown on her bed. Her thoughts were in turmoil as she watched the clock slowly turn towards midnight.

Had she really gone to the restaurant tonight, knowing Rick would be there? Had she wanted to be abused, taken like she had been? She had certainly liked it; there was no denying that. But that couldn’t be what she wanted! How could she enjoy being treated like a whore and cheating on her future husband?

All these questions flitted through her mind, leaving the pretty young blonde sick to her stomach. Finally, she decided that she had to take control. No matter what Rick did, she had to be firm and make sure that he understood he could no longer use her.

She tried a weak smile, waiting for midnight to come.