I got a text around 8pm on a Friday from a friend that I had always wanted to hook up with. She had wavy black hair and hazel eyes. Her body was insane: big full breasts, curvy hips, round butt, and a thin waist. She liked to wear sundresses, and she openly cheated on her boyfriends. She was smart and free-spirited.

Over the long time we had known each other I had tried to flirt with her quite a bit but she had made it clear that she wasn't interested, so for the last few years I had stopped trying and we just enjoyed our time together as friends.

She invited me over to hang out with with her roommates. I hoped she was interested in more, but I assumed she just wanted to chill.

I got there around 930, and from the get I got the feeling that she was ever so subtly flirting with me. She wasn't really a shy girl, so I just assumed that it was all in my head. But as the hours passed I questioned more and more if she had invited me over specifically to fuck. We just kinda did nothing, and whenever it got so boring that I tried to leave, she would tell me to stay and I would wonder "is she sending me signals?" Finally, around 230 after hours of doing nothing, her last roommate went to bed and I figured, well now it's really time to leave, but she suggested I sleep over since it was late.

I assume this is a big green light, but when we're in bed, she just says "good night." and rolls over. At this point I'm very confused, but then she slowly scoots into me so I can spoon her. Ok, I think, definitely a green light. So I wrap my arms around her and softly hold one of her big, firm breasts. She shoves my hand away, and nudges me back with her ass. I apologize and take my hand away, and then she pulls it back so I can hold her. I'm completely clueless right now, but I figure, what the hell I'll give it another go, so I softly grind into her and try to kiss her neck. Again, she rebukes me. I am...very confused.

I whisper in her ear with a tinge of irritation: "I can't tell if you don't want it...or you want me to FORCE you to want it."

She rolls over to face me. She sounds offended when she says "What did you say?!" So I repeat myself, flatly, matter-of-factly, looking her straight in the eyes: "I can't tell if you don't want it, or you want me to force you to want it." She kinda just stared at me with shock...and then she attacks me with her mouth.

She kisses me hard, and I grope her harder, pulling her curvy body into me, squeezing her big breasts, grabbing her ass hard enough to leave marks.

She tears her clothes off and staddles me, and I reach for her pussy, but she grabs my wrist to stop me. Again, I'm confused, but her bare boobs press against my chest as she continues to kiss me so I focus on that instead. I keep going for her pussy and go to lick it a few times, but every time she stops me. Eventually she whips my dick out of my boxers and goes to suck it, but to be honest, I'm kind of irritated at her so I grab her hair and pull her away from it. "If I can't touch you, you can't either" I warn her, smacking her face with my dick. I loosen my grip on her hair enough for her to try and go for my dick, but I stop her each time. She sticks her tongue out and I wipe my dickhead on it to tease her.

I still have her hair and I pull her around so she's bent over in front of me and I start spanking her, hard. She likes it A LOT. I pull her hair back to make her arch and I tease her, rubbing my dick around her hole. She's moaning and pushing back on me, trying to impale herself. But I'm still pissed and I won't let her have it. I give her an ultimatum: "If you want it, say fuck me." She answers quickly "Fuck me!" so I plunge into her hard and fast, withdrawing just as quickly. She moans with disappointment and tries to push back into me, but I'm still grabbing her hair to stop her.

"Every stroke." I explain to her. "If you want it, you have to say it every stroke." She moans, a lust-laden complaint. And then, like a good girl, she does it. Every single stroke for the rest of the night comes after she says "Fuck me!" She begs and begs, faster and faster, and I go deeper and deeper. I'm absolutely pounding her and she's screaming. I wonder what her roommates will think.

And then...I notice something. There's something inside her. I'm hitting something. I realize this bitch has a fucking cervical cup in her. She was planning to fuck me the whole time and still carried on like she did. This makes me actually kinda angry, so I pull her hair harder so I can reach her neck with my other hand. I choke her and her raspy begging gets more desperate "Fuck me! Fuck me!" She starts gurgling and I get worried so I loosen my grip on her throat but she pleads one last quiet "Fuck me!" and pushes my hand back to her neck. I slow down and focus on power, ramming her as she cums, shaking and moaning. I keep going until she goes limp and then I pull her to the edge of the bed and go balls deep in her throat. She wasn't fully prepared but she's too dick drunk to stop me and she chokes as I fill her up. I slide my throbbing cock out of her mouth and shove her over so I can get in the bed. "You fucking wanted this." I tell her before she falls asleep on my chest.

The next morning she's like a kitten in my arms, clinging and nuzzling. One of her roommates knocks on the door and we let her in. She has nothing to say, she just hangs out at the foot of the bed and makes idle conversation. I realize she's not only aware of the fucking I gave her roommate last night--she's jealous of it. By lazily lying near the bed we're in, she's somehow basking in our afterglow.