Dressed up like my best friend's slut for halloween – Part 4

Everyone in this story is 18+

 

As Bennett pulled his sweater off, his hairy pits came into view, showcasing his tan, fit, and muscular physique. He was undeniably masculine, with just the right amount of hair—trimmed but not overly so. I had seen his body many times before, but in this setting, it felt like the first time. The air was charged with eroticism, and all the years of yearning for him rushed back, filling me with an intense desire for him that I hadn’t thought was possible.

Bennett's hands gripped my hips firmly, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he positioned himself behind me. He rubbed my ass cheeks, murmuring, “Your ass is so smooth and soft,” before delivering a gentle smack that made me clench my teeth with desire. His breath was hot against my ear as he leaned in, whispering, “You liked that, didn’t you, Eli? You liked being my girl.”

I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes,” I admitted, my voice trembling.

“Good,” Bennett growled, his tone low and commanding. “Now, I want you to call me Daddy. And you’re going to beg me to let you cum.”

The thrill of submission coursed through me, and I loved the way Bennett looked at me—like I was his to command. It made it impossible to resist.

“Daddy,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“Louder,” he demanded, his grip on my hips tightening.

“Daddy,” I repeated, this time with more conviction. “Please... please let me cum.”

Bennett’s lips curled into a satisfied smile. “Not yet, baby. First, I’m going to fuck you.”

He reached down, spreading my ass cheeks and spat at my entrance. The feeling was deliciously degrading, sending shivers through me as he pressed a finger against my hole.

As his finger entered, it felt incredible. The sensation of him inside me made me quiver in anticipation for what was to come when he put the real thing in. Just as I began to relax into the feeling, his finger withdrew, and I sensed something bigger. Bennett teased my entrance with his cock, clearly using our combined juices to slick me up even further. He spat on my hole again and worked his finger back inside.

“Eli, you’re so tight. Will my dick be the first in here?” he teased.“Yes, you’re going to deflower me,” I replied, breathlessly, as he smacked me again.

“Please deflower me, Daddy!” I moaned.

“Yes, baby, that’s better. Beg for it,” he commanded.

“Please deflower me, Daddy. Use your big dick and shove it into my tight bussy.”

The request seemed to fill Bennett with confidence as he guided himself to my entrance once more.

As Bennett pushed forward, I took a deep breath, willing myself to relax, to let my body open up for him. His earlier probing fingers, the warmth of his saliva, and the slickness of his pre made each inch of his cock slide in with a slow, deliberate pressure that filled me completely. The sensation was overwhelming—a mix of sharp intensity and deep arousal that left me teetering on the edge. I bit my lip, struggling to keep quiet as he stretched me, the ache blending with a rising pleasure that pulsed through me as he went deeper. By the time he was fully inside, I could feel every inch, leaving me breathless, totally consumed by him.

“Fuck,” Bennett groaned, his voice thick with lust. “You’re so tight, Eli. So fucking tight.”

I could feel every ridge and vein of his cock inside me, pulsing with life. His hands moved to my shoulders, guiding me down onto the bed as he continued to thrust into me, slowly at first, then with increasing urgency.

“Look at you,” Bennett said, his voice dripping with approval. “You look so good like this, all bent over for me. My pretty girl.”

The words sent shivers down my spine, a mix of horniness and pride swirling inside me. I wanted to please him, to be everything he wanted me to be.

"Daddy," I whimpered, my voice breaking. "Please... I need to cum."

Bennett's rhythm quickened, his thrusts becoming more forceful. He leaned over me, his chest pressed against my back as he kissed my neck, his teeth nipping at my skin.

"Beg for it," Bennett commanded, his breath hot against my ear. "Tell me how bad you want it."

"Please, Daddy," I cried out, my body trembling with need. "Please let me cum. I can't take it anymore. Please!"

"Soon, very soon," Bennett murmured, his voice soothing. "Just a little longer, baby. Just a little longer."

I could feel my orgasm building, the tension coiling tighter and tighter inside me. Bennett's fingers worked faster, his other hand still gripping my hip as he pounded into me relentlessly.

"Daddy, I'm gonna cum," I gasped, my voice high and desperate. "I'm gonna cum!"

"Cum for me, baby," Bennett growled, his voice harsh. "Cum for your Daddy."

With one final, desperate stroke, he hits my prostate, and a jolt of ecstasy courses through me like lightning. I can barely hold back as the intensity overwhelms me. My vision blurs, the world around me fading into a haze of color and sound.

“I’m—oh God!” I cry out, my voice a mix of pleasure and desperation. The sensation of release washes over me in waves, crashing against my senses as I shoot my load across the sheets. The warmth spreads, and I feel light-headed, the throbbing pleasure coursing through me as I surrender completely to the moment.

“Ahh... fuck, Eli, babe, your ass clenches around me as you cum!” Bennett groans, his face twisted in pleasure and exertion. “So damn tight...”

His grip on my hips tightens, fingers digging in as he continues to pound into me with relentless force. Each thrust is like a jackhammer, driving deep and unyielding, making me gasp for breath. My body trembles under his assault, legs shaky and weak, threatened to give out at any moment. The bed creaks rhythmically beneath us, each creak merging with the soft moans escaping my lips, a melody of desire echoing in the dimly lit room.

“Fuck, Elijah,” Bennett grunts, his voice thick with lust. “You feel so goddamn good.”

I can barely form words, my mind clouded by the sheer intensity of pleasure coursing through my veins. All I can do is whimper in response, my nails clawing into the sheets as I try to hold on. The feeling of being filled so completely, having Bennett’s hard cock buried deep within me, is almost too much to bear. Even after my release, the sensation is intoxicating, every thrust igniting a fire deep inside me.

“Please... please, Daddy...” I manage to choke out, my voice breaking with desperation. “Cum inside me, fill me.”

Bennett’s pace quickens, his thrusts becoming more urgent and demanding. “Yes, beg for it, baby,” he commands, his voice low and gravelly, sending shivers down my spine. He grabs my long hair, pulling it back into a tight ponytail, nearly ripping off my wig with the force of his grip, making me feel even more vulnerable and excited.

Tears prick at the corners of my eyes as I plead, completely stripped of my pride by the force of my desire. “Daddy, please... I need your cum... Please fill me up...”

He responds by slamming into me one final time, his balls tightening as he prepares to release. I feel his cock twitch inside me, the unmistakable sign of his impending climax. Then the hot flood of his semen spills into my depths, warmth spreading through me. It’s followed by another spurt, and another, until I’m overflowing with his seed, each pulse sending aftershocks of pleasure through my body.

“Eli, you are mine,” he growls possessively, continuing to pump into me, still hard despite his orgasm, a testament to his insatiable desire.

And he was completely right.