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I was at the community center of my condominium complex when I saw her that night. That same dark haired woman who had been haunting me for the last few weeks was back again! She'd been playing a game of cat and mouse with me, watching me, and giving me that same tantalizingly sexy smile from a distance away, only to round a corner or step into a shadow every time I tried to approach her. I followed her many times, but she always disappeared like a wisp of smoke.

I had no idea who she was, but she had certainly noticed me. She was tempting me with the subtle allure of a woman who clearly wanted to be pursued. Time and again I followed her, only to be left wondering where she could have disappeared to. I found myself looking for her whenever I left my apartment, hoping to catch a glimpse of this elusive little nymph. I was already in a relationship, and I wasn't sure where things would lead when I caught her, but there was no denying that I was beginning to enjoy the chase. Somehow, I just couldn't seem to help myself.

She seemed to dwell a bit longer that night, leaning against the wall, with her arms folded comfortably under her breasts. For a long moment, neither of us moved, as if we both knew the slightest motion would break the spell. My heart beat strongly in my chest and my blood ran hot as I realized the game had subtly changed.

She was wearing a blue, pullover top that clung tightly to her petite body. Her black, waist-hugging skirt captured her shape beautifully and blossomed downwards to mid thigh, revealing a pair of toned legs that were adorned in blue-suede, high-heeled boots.

I turned and smiled, hoping she would remain, and she smiled back with a distinctly inviting glint in her eye. No sooner than I had taken a step toward her though, then she slipped around the corner and disappeared from my sight.

"Not this time!" I said to myself and hurried after her. Within seconds, I reached the corner she’d ducked behind, but like every time before, she seemed to have vanished into thin air.

The sidewalk ahead of me led into the heart of the complex though, and I knew that she could easily elude my search if she wanted to. Still, I knew there had to be a point to her game and I resolved to play it out a bit longer. I headed down the path between the monolithic apartment blocks, listening for any sound that might give her presence away.

As I came around the building on the left, I arrived at one of the tenet parking areas. I looked around, trying to guess where she might have gone, but it was a wasted effort. Once again, my pretty, dark haired phantom had evaporated into the night. I felt a wave of frustration wash over me, and I cursed myself a fool for allowing her to toy with me like that.

Just as I began to head back, a soft giggle carried to me, born in through the darkness on a gentle breeze. I froze in my tracks and listened, desperately trying to decide if I had really heard it at all. I turned this way and that, peering into the ever-present shadows that were scattered about by the coarse, electric lighting. Then I saw a slight movement from the corner of my eye and turned toward it just in time to see my phantom lady slip behind yet another of the buildings!

I almost didn't chase her. I was becoming a bit disturbed by the game she was playing, and had just about decided to give up the hunt when the echo of her lilting laughter reached my ear. It was a teasing and playful laugh that all but dared me to find her.

‘Okay,’ I thought, 'if you want to play, then let's play!’

With renewed determination, I set out toward the corner she disappeared around but as I expected, there was no sign of her. By now, I had reached the center of the complex and I paused to consider where she might have holed up. I knew she had to be close. She'd led me too far for me to believe she was done with me now.

I came around the hedge row bordering the pool, and there ahead of me was the complex's laundry room. It was late on a Saturday night, and for all appearances the laundry seemed dark and empty. I had an uncanny sense that if she wanted to be found, this would be where I would find her.

As I expected, the laundry was quiet when I arrived. The door was never locked, and with a slight push, swung open silently as I moved into the doorway. The outside light poured in around me and was quickly swallowed by the shadowed interior. I could see nothing beyond that single, stabbing wedge of light. When I reached for the switch, I heard a woman’s voice come to me from out of the darkness.

"I wish you wouldn't. I've gone to a lot of effort to get you alone. It would be a shame to draw unnecessary attention to us now."

I peered into the darkness, trying to zero in on the sound of her sexy voice. Then she opened the blind over the window next to her, and as the amber lighting poured in from outside, I saw her sitting on one of the dryers with her legs crossed seductively.

I crossed the room toward her. "For someone who wanted to meet me, you sure haven't made it easy."

"It was easy enough. You just weren't trying very hard. I had almost given up on you." She cocked her head slightly as she spoke, and her crossed feet bounced rhythmically against the dryer in a way that was reminiscent of one tapping their fingers on a table while they waited for someone to catch up.

"I suppose I should say I'm glad you didn't." I walked closer and stopped just a few feet away. "So, now that I've found you, what's next? I imagine there must be a point to all of this cat and mouse you've been playing."

"Maybe there is, or maybe I just thought it would be fun to have you chase me. You are very cute when you're frustrated." There was a sense of self-satisfaction in her voice that I found as intriguing as it was annoying.

More annoying still, she expected me to believe there was nothing more to her game than an innocent tease? I didn't buy that for a second. Pursuit and capture was the kind of game girls played with boys when they were young and naïve, and too innocent to know better. Any sane woman who would purposely lure a man into a darkened laundry in the middle of the night wouldn't be doing it on a whim. No, I knew she had to have something in mind, but the question was, what?

"Bullshit," I said, having decided to call her bluff. "I think you're just being evasive." I waited a few heartbeats, hoping she would add more, but she just sat there, clearly enjoying my confusion. I was every bit as frustrated as she said, but there was a flirtatious spark in her eye that promised far more than she’d in spoken words. Despite my annoyance, I just had to see where this was going.

I crossed my arms and leaned against one of the machines, hoping I appeared as relaxed as she seemed to be. "Okay. Now that the chase is over, you could at least tell me your name."

She shrugged in indifference. "I could, but I don't think I will. How do I know you're not some crazy psychopath? A girl has to be careful about these things you know." She smiled coyly at me, and I could feel the sarcasm dripping from her words.

I shrugged at the suggestion and almost hoped she believed it. "It's possible that I am," I replied in an even tone. "You should have considered that before you led me here. After all, this is no place to be caught alone with a dangerous man."

To my surprise though, she just laughed. "I don't think you're dangerous. In fact, I'm beginning to doubt you'd have the guts to try anything at all."

She hopped off of the dryer and stood just inches away, holding my gaze in her dark eyes. Even in the semi-darkness I could easily see how beautiful she was. Despite her high heeled boots, she didn't top five foot six, and based on the youthful fluidity of her movements, I guessed she was in her late twenties.

It was like she was challenging me, daring me to try something. I straightened to my full six foot height, staring down at her as menacingly as I could manage. "That's a hell of an assumption, little girl. A pretty little thing like you ought to know better than to tease a man like this."

I reached over and tilted the blinds up a bit, as if I were blocking the view from outside. The room fell into shrouded darkness again, but by now my eyes had adjusted, and I could still make out the delicate features of her face.

As she turned and watched me adjust the blinds, I saw a line of small, leopard spot tattoos circling around from the back of her ear and then plunging down her neck, only to disappear under her top.

"I love your tattoos. How far down do they go?" I had a strong urge to intimidate her, and I was aware of how she would feel about me making such an intimate observation about her in a moment like this. The sexual tension was becoming thick around us, and I was sure that she felt it too.

She looked at my chest and then let her eyes travel up and down my body as if she were appraising me. When she looked up to my face, she smiled brazenly. "If you have to ask, you're still not getting it. Maybe you aren't ready yet." She shook her head slightly, as if she was disappointed and tried to slip by me.

A sharp burst of real anger flashed in my mind lightning! She started this game, haunting and teasing me for weeks, and now, after finally catching her, I wasn't about to just let her go without some kind of explanation. As she passed, I reached out and took her by the arm, just above the elbow. "Oh no you don't! You started this game and now you just want to leave? What if I'm not ready to let you go yet?"

It was a completely instinctual move, but by then she had really gotten under my skin and there was no way I was going to let her get away from me. Not without an explanation anyway.

I saw her eyes flash wildly in surprise and an unmistakable look of excitement crossed her pretty face. "Wow, maybe you are ready." She looked down at her arm where I held her, but made no effort break free of my grip. "So, now that you've caught me, what happens next?"

I would have expected her to be fearful or even angry at my action and I could have dealt with that, but her eerie calmness seemed more like a challenge. It was as if she were actually daring me to go farther! I was caught completely off guard and said nothing for a moment as I wondered what the hell she was thinking. I would probably have just let her go if it hadn’t been for the voices from outside that passed through the window.

Instead, I felt a rise of panic, and not wanting to be seen, I spun her around and pinned her roughly against the wall next to the window. She let out a slight huff as her body slammed into the wall, and again that same look of surprised excitement came over her. I was almost afraid she might call out for help, but she didn't make a sound as an older couple passed by the laundry.

Once they were gone, I realized how tightly I was gripping her arms. She made no effort to struggle free though, and instead seemed to relax against the wall.

"You're way stronger than I am, so there's no way I could fight you off. Does it turn you on? Knowing what you could do to me? Knowing what you could force me to do?" She was taunting me in fearless whispers and brazenly held my gaze as if she was daring me to try.

I let go of her arms but moved so close I was almost touching her. "You know what I think, I think you like it." I then caressed her face, just lightly running my fingers down her cheek. "Go ahead, tell me to stop,"

To my surprise, she actually leaned toward me until her lips were only inches from mine. "How do I know you would? Maybe I should just scream for help. You'd have a very hard time explaining this, wouldn't you? I don't think you've got the balls."

By this time, she was really getting inside my head. I had no idea what kind of insane game she was playing, but I was too far into it to back out now. I let my hand fall to the bare skin of her thigh and traced my fingers up, just under her skirt. "You don't know me at all," I said as my hand moved farther up her skirt. "Try to stop me. Maybe I will, and...maybe I won't."

My fingers were just inches from her panties by then, and her hands were clenching into white-knuckled fists. She brought them up and pressed them into my shoulders, not quite hard enough to push me away, but enough to keep our bodies apart. Her mouth was so close to mine I could almost taste her breath and her eyes flashed darkly in the shadows. "I didn't say you could touch me," she whispered, but then she turned her toe outward and bent her knee, exposing more of her inner thigh to my touch.

I smiled in victory at the implied invitation and leaned toward her, trapping her against the wall. Then I brought my hand up again until I felt the soft, warm fabric of her panties. Her breath seemed to deepen and her eyes smoldered with excitement as I lifted the elastic hem at the top of her thighs. I traced my finger over the distinct shape of her slit through the thin fabric and rubbed the protruding bulge of her clit. She trembled slightly as I teased her, and a quiet hiss escaped her mouth.

"You're taking a lot of liberties with me. What makes you think I want you too?"

Her voice was as alluring as it was defiant, but her eyes closed to slits and she rotated her hips as I pressed the quickly dampening fabric into her mound. I pushed her panties to one side and let my finger slip between her enflamed labia. "If you're going to scream," I told her, "now is the time."

She opened her hands and took hold of my shirt, now holding me closer. "No, not yet. You'll have to do better than that if you want to make me scream." Then she kissed me hard, biting my lip as she sucked the breath from me.

By that point I no longer cared if she was just teasing me. She was the one who started this shit, and if she didn't want to get fucked right there in the laundry, she was going to have to make me stop. I curled my finger and plunged it into her wet hole. Her whole body seemed to rise slightly as I pumped it deeply into her, and her wetness oozed onto my hand.

"Ready to scream yet?" I snarled, feeling the sexual aggression burn through me. It was more a dare than a question. She’d spent weeks following me and teasing me to the point of madness. Now that I had her in front of me, I had no intention of stopping.

Not even close," she replied, further challenging me with a hunger that matched my own. She was as hot and aroused as I was and she almost bit my lip when she kissed me again. Her lips felt soft and moist and I kissed her back, capturing her tongue and sucking it into my mouth. I drew my finger out her and then rubbed it roughly over her clit. When I began making quick circles around it, she broke our kiss and buried her head in my shoulder.

"Ungh, Yes! That's it you fucker, finger my pussy, just like that." Her voice sounded low and husky and her obvious arousal made my blood run hot.

She was soaking wet and I used her oily juices to lubricate her sensitized button. Then my mouth dove down to her neck and I bit and sucked on her tender flesh.

Holding me tightly and squirming at my touch, she raised her leg and braced her foot on one of the dryers. My fingers moved through her slit, opening her wetness and massaging her pussy while she gasped and moaned into my mouth. When I raked my finger over her clit again, her hand found mine and held me there, pulling my fingers against her drooling cunt.

"That's it, baby. Right there. Make me fucking cum all over your fingers!"

I strummed my fingers over her clit for several long moments while I listened to the sexy sound of her labored breathing. Her hips twirled and flexed as she rode my hand, and her juices flowed thickly from her inflamed sex. Her eyes glazed and her body became taunt. She then pulled my lips to hers again, kissing me fiercely as she began to climax.

A long, deep moan escaped her mouth, and then she trembled violently as her orgasm passed through her.

"Damn, that was amazing," I told her as she all but collapsed into me.

She gripped my shirt in her fist and looked into my eyes with desperate hunger. "Your apartment, we need to go there, NOW!"

I helped her straighten her skirt and then we virtually ran the hundred feet or so to my place. We were barely through the door when she dropped to her knees in front of me.

"You have no idea how badly I want to suck your cock!"

She urgently fumbled with my belt for a long moment before she finally got it unbuckled, and then fished my throbbing cock out from my boxers. It poked straight toward her face and she wasted no time wrapping her warm lips around it.

My body was already highly charged with desire, and feeling the uniquely tender sensation of her mouth gliding down, over my glans made shiver all over. Wet and moist, her mouth tightened around my dick and pulled with gentle insistence until my knees were trembling.

"That's it, suck me. Suck my fucking cock," I hissed as she worked her tongue around my shaft. I pulled my shirt off as her head bobbed furiously. Her eyes blazed as it came away, and she ran her nails down my lean abs, making my head spin at the sudden intensity of her touch.

‘I wish Susan was like this,’ I though with sudden bitterness. My girlfriend had a visceral aversion to oral sex, and while I'd never pushed her on the subject, it was leaving a glaring hole in our relationship.

One thing was certain though; this girl had no qualms at all about sucking dick!

I reached down and played with her breasts through the thin layers of her top and bra, thoroughly enjoying how they felt in my hand. Her nicely sized boobs were very firm, and I roughly fondled them as she worked her tongue over my shaft.

It was fucking amazing and she had me reeling in excitement! This girl was an expert cocksucker and she easily took my entire length down her throat. She licked and tongued my balls while stroking my cock in her fist. Spit ran down her chin and she wiped it off on my thigh.

"Damn, you've got a nice cock," she said, and then locked her lips over the head again and started sucking it hard. I was shocked at her frenzied attack on my glans, and almost screamed out loud as she dragged her teeth over my sensitized skin.

My breath hissed through my teeth as she knelt at my feet, sucking me for all she was worth. When I kicked off my shoes and stepped out of my pants, she stayed on me the whole way, not allowing my motions to interrupt her erotic feast.

By then, she was sucking me with long strokes, pulling my entire cock into her mouth. Her dark eyes seemed to burn with arousal and she held my gaze as her lips traveled up and down my cock. It was all too much to take and soon I felt my orgasm approach.

"Oh fuck, yeah. That's it, bitch,” I hissed as my balls began to tighten. “Keep sucking me like that and I'll squirt my cum right down your fucking throat." My harsh words and commanding tone fueled her fire, driving her into an even greater frenzy. She sucked me noisily and cupped my balls in her small hand, causing a low groan to escape my lips. For many long moments, she squeezed and fondled me, rolling them in her fingers until rivulets of saliva ran down from my shaft and onto her hand.

I had never seen a woman get this hot from giving head before, and my heart pounded in the feral, wrenching excitement of the moment. I grabbed her head and tangled my fingers in her thick, dark hair. I was sorely tempted to just start fucking her throat, but the way she was caressing my cock with her lips, and sucking me as deeply as she could, allowed me to stay my hunger. She sucked my cock like a wild women, taking my entire length into her succulent mouth and then pulling back only to lather my turgid head with her tongue. My knees grew weak as my orgasm approach and almost buckled completely when I finally began to come.

She sucked the thick coat of saliva off my cock and then locked her lips over my sensitive head, sucking me hard. Her fist followed her mouth up and down my length, stroking my shaft and pumping my cum right into her mouth. She swallowed my load as quickly as I fed it to her until I simply had nothing left to give. When she finally released my cock from her lip lock, my knees failed completely and she guided me down onto the floor.

As I tried to catch my breath, she crawled up over me and kissed me deeply, sharing the flavor of my cum on her lips. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, swirling around mine until the tangy flavor of my emission finally washed away.

"Mmm, I like that,” she said with sigh. “If a man's going to cum in my mouth, he better be ready to share it with me." Then she took my softening cock in her hand. "I hope you're able to get it up again, I'm not done with you yet."

"I don't think that's going to be a problem, but I won't need an erection for what comes next."

She laughed musically, but then that aura of daring playfulness returned and she grasped my now flaccid cock. "Really? What do you think you could possibly do to please me with your cock in this condition?"

I rolled her onto her back and gathered her skirt up around her waist. "I'm not just going to please you, this time you are going to scream."

"Big talk, I don't scream that easily...oh!" Her defiance turned to moans as I pulled her panties up tightly against her mound. I smiled at her surprise and then bit and licked around the sodden cloth until I felt her relax into plush carpeting.

I pulled her panties down her thighs and off, over her boots. I saw then that the leopard spot tattoos reappeared from under her skirt in twin lines that made a V pattern from her hips to the top of her inner thighs, only to spiral around them down to her calves. They were incredibly sexy, and I kissed the spots that ran just under her hairless pussy.

"Mmm, you like my tattoos, don't you, you kinky little fuck!" she said, laughing mockingly at me before spreading her thighs wide open. "Now, lick me! Suck my clit and make me cum all over your face!"

Once again, she managed to make my blood run hot, and I gathered her hips up in my arms and lifted her up toward my mouth. My tongue skewered straight into her hole and I grinned wildly as I heard her grunt in surprise. Normally, I would slowly tease a woman while going down on her, but I was way past that now. I slithered my tongue up and down her slit until it landed on her clit and then I started licking it passionately.

"Oh Goddamn! Fuck yeah, that’s it. Eat my pussy, baby! Lick my fucking cunt!" She pulled her top up as she spoke, exposing her breasts and pinching her nipples hard. I watched intently as she pulled on her distended buds, rolling them brutally between her fingers as I continued to suck on her clit.

I licked all around her mound and then grabbed her by the hips, raising her high enough that I was able to lick her asshole. Her legs flexed and kicked, and at one point even hit my back hard enough to make me wince, but I refused to let her out of my grip. Finally, I let her ass fall to the ground and she hurriedly shook off her top and bra.

Her breasts were large and firm, with thick, protruding nipples that were just aching to be sucked. I was strongly tempted too, but she grabbed my hair and forced my head back into her steaming sex. "Don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop ‘till I tell you!"

"Have it your way then," I said and drove two fingers deep into her channel. She arched her back and moaned loudly as I started fingering her hard, brushing her clit with my thumb as my fingers sank into her clenching wetness. She was huffing and panting and her juices were flowing thickly into my carpet. Her hips rolled and flexed in time with my fingers, and when I brought my lips to her clit again, her body froze for a brief but wonderfully memorable moment.

A strangled gasp wheezed from her throat, and then she just exploded in a thunderous convulsion that almost tore her free from my grip. Her head thrashed back and forth and her belly rippled erotically as the waves moved up her body. I couldn't believe how hard she came and I stopped licking her just so I could take in this amazing sight.

It was incredible to see. Her body just spasmed for what seemed like forever, and beads of sweat appeared all over her body. She was mashing her boobs in her hands, squeezing them hard as if she were intent on drawing every last bit of pleasure from her moment. By the time she calmed, my cock was throbbing in arousal.

"Oh motherfuck, I admit it, you sure know how to eat pussy!"

I just lay back, slowly stoking my cock as she collected herself. "What's your name, anyway?" I asked, but she just wagged her finger at me.

"No names. This is just sex and I don't want you getting any ideas about following me home."

She stood up and kicked her boots off. Then she slipped her rumpled skirt to the floor. Standing over me, she brushed her mussed and tangled hair out of her face. Then she smiled and pointed to my cock and grinned. "Don't go wasting any of that. If you make yourself pop now, you won't get to fuck me." Then she winked and her lips curled up in a wide smile as she walked toward my kitchen.

‘Shit!’ I thought and immediately took my hand of my cock. Feeling bemused, I just lay back as I heard her rummaging through the fridge. “Can you bring me a beer when you come back?”

"Sure, that's what I was looking for."

In a moment she returned and knelt down next to me as she handed a cold one. I took a moment to admire the rest of her tattoo, which was clearly visible now that she was completely nude.

I could now see that the line of leopard spots I had seen earlier ran over each of her shoulders and then came together and formed a sort of double-helix, like a DNA strand, as it ran down her spine. Then, once it had reached the small of her back, the lines split off again and curled around until they formed the V on her pelvis I had seen earlier. It was some of the most sexy and tastefully done body art I had ever seen.

I took a drink of my beer and was about to tell her what I thought of her Ink when she pointed toward my hall. "So which one is your bedroom?"

"Um, the one on the left, but-" I was about to pull her down to me on the floor, but she slipped away and started down the hall.

"If you're going to fuck me, it's going to be in your bed. I'm not getting carpet burns on my ass."

‘Son of a bitch, who is this chick’! I thought as I quickly followed her. I had to admit that whoever she was, she did have one fine ass to go with her otherwise terrific body.

When she walked into my room, she turned on the light and dimmed it to a soft glow. I came up behind her and slid my hands around her slim waist. Kissing the nape of her neck, I traced my lips over her leopard spots.

"Mmm," she moaned softly as my lips caressed her skin. Then she turned around and kissed me tenderly. Maybe it was because she had already come twice by then, but the incredible, heated passion she had displayed earlier had mellowed and become more sensuous. Her arms floated around my neck, and she accepted my tongue in a deep and searching kiss.

"Come on," I asked. "You've got to tell me your name."

She just laughed pleasantly. "No, I don't. I enjoy being a mystery." Then she moved to my bed and stretched out, cat like, on the thick comforter and rolled onto her back.

I hesitated for a moment and considered pressing her for an answer, but she gave me a disapproving look that warned against it. "Listen," she said. "You've been everything I'd hoped for so far. Can't we just enjoy what we have? It would be a shame to screw it up now."

What the hell was I going to do? She was easily the most beautiful and sexually daring woman I'd ever met, and even though the whole situation felt wrong, I had no intention of ending the game now. "Okay, you win. No names, but you are the oddest girl I've ever met."

She laughed with that musical giggle again and patted the bed next to her, inviting me to join her. "I'm glad you see it my way. Now, stop asking questions and come over here and fuck me with that big cock of yours."

She may have calmed, but my lust was still burning, so instead of laying nest to her, I came down over her, pinning her arms back and over her head. "You are one crazy-ass bitch, but damn, you are too fucking sexy to resist."

She wiggled her body under me while she made a half-hearted struggle against my grip on her arms. Soon I felt her legs open around my hips as my body slipped into the cradle of her thighs.

The earlier defiance she'd shown in the laundry room returned and her eyes flashed brightly as she snarled back at me "You're just another typical fucking guy. You'd put up with any amount of head fucking just to get your cock inside me. Well, here's your chance. Fuck me. Show me what you've got."

Her challenge set my blood on fire and my cock throbbed as I rubbed it up and down her slit. I could feel the liquid heat of her pussy coat the tip of my shaft and I rubbed my length up and down, over her clit. "You're talk a lot of shit lady, but your pussy is soaking wet. I think you can't wait for me to fuck you."

I pumped my shaft over her again, slipping the underside between her labia and crushing its length against her clit. Then, I bent down and sucked her right nipple into my mouth, biting her as hard as I dared.

Rolling her hips up toward me, she threw her head back as I sucked on her protruding bud. "Ohhh fuck! You Goddamn tease! Bite me! Bite my fucking tit! Ah fuck yeah."

When I moved to her left breast, her arm finally broke free of my grasp. Reaching down between us, she grabbed my cock and guided me into her channel. I felt her wetness clasp onto my tingling head as I thrust in hard, driving my length into her a good three inches before I had to pull back. By then, her natural wetness lubricated my cock and when I thrust forward again, my entire length slid smoothly into her.

Her eyes widened and she let out an open mouthed gasp as my thickness filled her channel. Her eyes grew wide as her breath was driven out of her by my sudden intrusion into her body. Her visceral reaction was intensely satisfying and I pulled back slowly, only to plunge deeply into her again.

Feeling my thickness stretch her open caused her body to quake and she scratched my hips with her nails while her legs curled up behind mine.

"That's right baby," she moaned. "Fuck me nice and deep. Mmm your cock feels so damn good inside me!"

I felt her hands pulling me in and guiding me back as I withdrew, and soon she was controlling my rhythm and letting me know just how hard and fast she wanted it. I loved the way she moved with me and the fevered pace she set was forcing me into her so hard that her boobs bounced wildly on her chest. Her mouth hung open as she fought to breathe and her smoldering eyes pierced into my mind as I plunged into her body.

"Yes, that's it, fuck me! Fuck me hard! I fucking love having your big cock inside me! She went on and on, murmuring about how much she loved it and dug her nails into my skin every time I began pulling back.

Her pussy was soaking wet but she still felt nice and tight around my cock. It wasn’t long before my control faded away and I knew I going to pop if I didn't change things up soon. She had just gotten too deeply into my head by then, and watching her writhe like that underneath me was more than I could take. After another few minutes, I pulled out and rolled her on to her belly.

"Get up on your knees," I told her. "I want you from behind."

"Mmm, I love it like that" she said and rose to her knees. When she reached back between her legs and spread her lips open for me, I steadied her hips in my hands and buried my cock back into her. The angle was perfect and I just couldn't believe how good she felt as I sank balls-deep into her. She sighed and flexed back into me as I rode her, and soon the wet sounds of sex began filling the air.

Her ass felt wonderfully firm in my hands and on an impulse, I slapped it hard, causing her to yelp in surprise. Her body quivered and she glared back at me, daring me to do it again.

"Oh, so you want to spank me? Does that get you hot baby, hurting me while you fuck me? Do it again! Spank my ass while you fuck me with that big cock! Hit me, you fucker!"

Her reaction and the hunger in her voice surprised me completely and I slapped her ass several more times. Her milky white skin reddened under my hand and she squirmed deliciously as each blow landed. When I slapped the other side, she buried her head in the pillow as her entire body began trembling in excitement.

"You like being spanked while I fuck you," I said and slapped her ass again. "All your tough talk, but you love being paddled while I fuck you! Admit it!"

Her whole body quivered and she sort of collapsed on the bed. "Oh fuck, I do! Slap my ass as you ride me baby! Goddamn, beat my ass hard and make me cum all over your cock!"

I couldn't believe she was begging me for it and I started swatting her firm globes hard each time I hit bottom. She was trembling fiercely and her juices were beginning to run down her inner thighs. I grabbed hold of her hair and yanked back hard, pulling her up until she was arching back toward me. At that point I just buried my cock into her and the pulled at the skin of her neck with my teeth.

She groaned deeply as I sucked on her neck and I watched excitedly as she began fingering her clit hard. I rolled us over onto our sides with her spooned against me and began fucking her for all I was worth. I didn't know if she was going to be able to cum again and at that moment, I didn't really care. She was easily the best fuck I'd ever had and the only thing my mind was focused on was filling her with my cum.

"Fuck yeah," I grunted in her ear. "Feel that babe? I'm going to cum inside you now. I'm gonna pump so much cum into you that it's gonna be leaking out for a week!"

I felt her tremble in my arms and she started cumming just as my cock began squirting inside her. It was as fucking insane as it was amazing, and by the time my cock softened, I was barely able to keep my eyes open.

I must have dozed off for a moment, but by the time I woke, she was already wearing her skirt and was slipping her top back on. I just looked at her like an idiot, dumbfounded that she would be leaving so quickly. "What, you're..., are you sure you don't want to stay?" I know I must have sounded pathetic, but she smiled and shook her head.

"No, you've been great Ryan, but I can't stay. I can leave you these though." She dangled her panties over me and then dropped them on my face. Then she waved with her fingers. "Who knows, maybe we'll see each other again sometime."

She was out the door before I could completely gather my senses. "I'll be damned," I said aloud. "How the hell did she know my name?"