To a chosen few in this college town, she’s well known. Popping up in the app when she’s bored or broke or horny… Smart as they come, in the second year of her master’s degree, funny and flirty. Chat with her always peppered with enough flattery to make you feel like you’re the only guy in the world who can give her what she wants…

It’s an act, of course… She’s got a type. Divorced, older dudes with enough cash not to mind if they’re being strung along by a beautiful girl with expensive tastes and some pretty evident daddy-issues.

None of us really care, she’s good company. The half a grand you’ll drop on a date with her feels like it’s worth every cent. She’ll let you play – go so far… Stroke, grind and tease; flash and pout… She never puts out, but that’s not the point. For most of us, she’s the closest we’ll come to a brush with perfection. To feeling desired by some sublime, youthful embodiment of sexual energy.

Wanted…

Truly wanted…

Fuck, I want her so bad right now.

Presented, accessible. Perfect little pussy bare and exposed. Short dress pulled up in a hurry as she straddles my thigh and sinks down to make contact with a sigh and a smile.

Playing her usual game in our dark little corner of this swanky bar. My favorite cock-tease, every curve of this stunning woman made for men to lust after…

Lips parted, eyes soft, her deep moan making my dick even harder when she starts to grind against my leg. Proudly marking me, dark wet spot just about visible on the material of my pants… My wanton, leaky little slut – my messy whore… Teasing me like this, thinking the smell of her sex won’t drive me wild, thinking she’s safe to play with me like this in a public place. So ready to be filled and fucked, that dripping cunt just begging for cock.

I knew she was in the mood to cause trouble when I discovered she wasn’t wearing panties earlier. My hand pushing up her thigh under the table - meeting the soft wet heat of her swollen lips as I explored between her legs. The shuddering sigh of pleasure she gave when I teased and circled the throbbing point above her puffy folds; firm clit already begging for my touch.

This is what she does.

Texts me while I’m at work, telling me she wants company. Complaining how long it’s been since last time – how desperate she is to see me…

Pics, voice notes – mewing and pouting her way into getting what she wants; me agreeing to take her out.

Always somewhere busy, dark and loud. Always expensive too… Somewhere she can feel special. Somewhere she can flirt and play. Be seen but not watched; heard but not listened to… Grind and moan and gasp and cum… all hidden in plain sight. Just another horny grad student in a packed bar, wanting her pussy played with by an older guy who knows what he’s doing.

I grab her ass and draw her closer to where my tight bulge is straining these pants, wanting to pull her onto it – feel her musky heat meet what’s so fucking hard for her. Resist the urge to give in and cross the line, unzip and ram eight inches of thick dick into her trembling body…

She smiles and lets me move her, eyeing my hand as I get closer to the apex of her thighs, the sweet, creaming center of her lust. I make her cry out when I touch her, fingers curling into the gap between us to find her greedy little pussy, stunned at the heat of her. Shocked at just how fucking wet she gets when she’s like this.

We kiss as I finger her, gently at first, then pushing deeper inside – waiting for her little wail against my lips to encourage me to go further. Thumb circling her clit, I rock in and out of her cunt as she tightens around my knuckles, breaking our kiss so she can gasp against my neck and beg me for more.

I love this part. Our game shifting towards something less playful. Her mask of control slipping as my touch coaxes her closer to the climax I know she craves.

“Whose is it?” I ask. Knowing the lie she’ll use to answer, but craving it nonetheless.

“It’s yours, daddy…” She groans by my ear, “It’s all for you…”

Same thing she tells all of us. Her harem of guys, just like me. All the rich, older men she teases like this over town – giving us a taste, but never more.

“Then let me take it... Let me have you…” I reply, knowing what’s next – the sly smile and bashful blush; my beautiful little slut suddenly coy and effusive when she has to turn me down.

Like she always has before.

But the words don’t come – there’s something else instead.

She looks at me. Sighing and biting her lip as I flex my fingers inside her soft, wet sex, watching her eyes flutter slightly.

Tonight’s different somehow…

“Yes…” She murmurs, holding my stare and nodding solemnly. “Fuck it, yeah – I want it, I want you… I want you to fuck me.”

Well, this is a first…

*

She’s been to my apartment building before but has never come up to my floor before now.

Meeting me in the lobby or out front before I drive us out to whatever fancy club or restaurant she has her eye on that night. Now, she looks nervous, I can feel it – her excitement laced with something darker. Like she knows she’s crossing a line she can’t uncross, but wants to anyway.

I kiss her in the elevator, enjoying her tiny, snuffled moans as I hold her against me. Thick dick pressed tight to her belly, her little hands shaking as they trail under my belt-line to touch me.

She’s gorgeous. Tonight’s light rain making her dark hair slightly wavy as it dries, damp skin of bare shoulders cool as I kiss down the side of her neck and then lower, my hands moving over her back and down to her ass.

“I need it rough tonight, daddy…  Don’t hold back…” She whispers, looking up at me with big brown eyes, stroking my cock over my pants.

“You’re sure about this?” Waiting for her slow nod, eyes wide, lips parted. “What changed?” I ask, noting her sad smile, the look off to one side before she answers.

“Does it matter?”

*

Her body’s incredible. Everything I dreamed it would be, revealed to me as I hold her tight under the jaw and roughly strip her. Slapping her perfect tits as soon as I’ve pulled her dress down to expose them, watching dark nipples tighten quickly in the soft light of my bedroom as she moans her pleasure.

I choke her lightly while I finger her again, stood at my bedside, enjoying her little cries and whimpers as I curl inside and find her g spot. I go harder this time, rougher than I was at the bar, wetness quickly coating her thighs as her eyes roll back and she starts to buck in my grip. A deep clenching around my knuckles accompanying her gushing orgasm.

She sags in my arms, thighs trembling as she clings to my wide forearm and shudders through the last aftershocks of her climax. Once her deep moans have eased, she begs for my dick. For her tight little cunt to be stretched out – ruined, broken and used. Fucked hard and deep, made to cum again and again over my thick cock…

I oblige, pushing her face down into the pillows until she raises her wide ass and musky, dripping pussy for me to enjoy. Presented – vulnerable and exposed to my every dark desire. Her waxed kitty puffy and dark, spread and slick with her juices.

Despite taking my fingers she’s too tight to take my cock at first. Panting grunts gradually shifting to low groans of pleasure once I’ve eased the tip through her tight entrance, waiting to feel the pressure of her straining lips relax just a fraction before sliding my wide shaft deeper inside.

I get her to spread more for me, help me in – fingers grasping handfuls of her soft cheeks to pull herself wide open. Moaning as I sink further into the incredible wet heat wrapped tight around my cock.

When she’s ready, I fuck her hard. Just like she’s asked for – just like she’s begging me for now as my hips slap against the backs of her thighs. Pounding into her body. So wet for me, my cock already coated in her needy cream, that deep arousal drawn from her darkest, tender places. My thick dick splitting her open, glistening as I thrust in and out through clinging lips and make her scream.

Grabbing a handful of dark hair, I force her to arch, pulled back onto me until she’s taken all of me. Feeling the tip stretch her out as the base spreads her wide. My heavy arm wrapped around her shoulders, rocking against a spot deep, deep inside until she’s crying out and shaking, arms trembling and hands clutching handfuls of the sheets.

I make her tell me, draw it out of her.

Wait for her shrill, almost terrified answer. Intensity of being held right of the edge of her orgasm making her voice tight and her breathing come in desperate, agonized gasps… Wait for her to confess how much she wants to cum, how badly she needs to cum on my big dick. Fall apart and make a mess all over my cock like the desperate needy slut she is…

I let her cum.

Holding her upper arms to pull her back onto me as she starts to thrash and shake, moan and wail. Her cunt clenches so hard, it’s like she’s trying to push me out. But I stay buried inside her to the hilt – eight thick inches claiming her. Truly, my pussy now.

I fuck her again once she recovers, on her side this time, making her play with her clit while I pound into her and watch her arch and cry out. One hand clamped between her thick thighs and the other over her mouth when she cums again over my cock, dark-red blush painting her neck and pretty tits as her dark nipples harden and crimp before my eyes.

Again and again, I take what she’s asked me to make mine, big hands holding her little frame tightly, fucking my huge dick hard into her creamy cunt until I feel my own release start to build.

She knows, she sees – the power between us finally shifting right at the end. Her act of submission at its close when I pull out and she strokes my cock, jerking my hot load all over her belly and perfect tits, a look of joyous triumph on her features…

*

“Why tonight? What changed?” I ask softly while I hold her against me, snuggled at my side with her leg thrown over my hips.

There’s a long pause, a deep sigh before she answers.

“I don’t know… I just… I needed to feel something different, finally let go with someone. I can’t keep playing around and pretending it’s not what I want... I wanted it to be with the one I trust most - it needed to be you...”

“What about the others?”

“There are no others now.” She answers, looking up so I can see the truth of it in her face. There’s a laugh before she continues, eyes shining. “You know, I think you’re the first man I’ve ever said that to…”