Senior Year Memories: Marie (Patreon Exclusive Story!)

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By late November of my senior year, I’d thought that I’d gotten pretty good at dealing with the unexpected, but sometimes you’re so busy or distracted that surprises still have a way of catching you completely and utterly off guard, and, well, this story’s about one of those.

If you haven’t read the main story by now (and if not, why? It’s easy to find, go check it out so this’ll all make more sense), this happened in a particularly hectic period of my life. With the help of a woman I used to view as an enemy (who just so happened to be my best friend, Tori’s, sister), I was searching for a mystery girl who’d seduced me on Halloween, navigating a number of new and intense sexual experiences, and reconnecting with Tori to talk about Thanksgiving after she had semi-secretly started a new relationship over the past few weeks.

Like I said, busy.

I’d gotten a good tip to follow up on regarding the identity of my Halloween mystery girl, but thinking that I needed a little time to recover from some of my recent misadventures, I thought I could use a couple days to take it easy and get caught up on some schoolwork before confronting this girl and finding out, well, why everything that had happened on Halloween had happened. As a singularly intense experience that had stuck with me since, I wanted to treat this confrontation with all the appropriate weight, and not do anything hasty.

And so, as I got home from school, I went about my usual routine of storing my bike in the garage, ditching my shoes and socks by the door, and heading toward my room so I could get some gaming in before I dug into homework that I was increasingly falling behind on. I was really starting to look forward to some uninterrupted time preparing to do homework, when I got to the open door of my room and screamed in surprise.

I’d like to say it was a dignified, completely and utterly manly scream, but that would be a big fucking lie. It was high and loud and would’ve thoroughly put me up in contention for the crown of the one true Scream Queen, if that title weren’t forever held by the iconic Jamie Lee. In defense of my undignified reaction, however, I was surprised, because I wasn’t expecting anyone, let alone the person I saw lounging on my bed.

“It took you long enough…” she said, setting the Invincible omnibus she’d been reading haphazardly back onto the shelf she’d taken it from. “You really ought to get a car, it’ll save you a lot of time getting home.”

By the time I’d gotten over the fright of this unexpected girl on my bed, I’d finally gotten enough mental capacity to actually rub some brain cells together to put a name to the face.

Marie Halpern. Regan Hills High School’s resident library aide, a slut in training under our school’s stern and sexy librarian, Mrs. Sullivan, and, well, a genuine freak in the sheets with near limitless sexual appetite, who might also be more than a little crazy.

As she sat up and gave me a better look at her, I had to amend my assessment with a simple correction: this wasn’t just Marie Halpern. This was Marie Halpern dressed in a naughty fucking schoolgirl outfit.

The petite, 5’2” Marie normally had a look on her that bordered on cute, if a little bit like she had a stick up her ass. She dressed conservatively, rarely said more than she had to say, and was an all-around odd girl. I was used to seeing her stalking around the library, putting away books and lurking in wait to shush anyone who might consider breaking a rule.

The Marie who now sat on my bed looked like anything but a conservative librarian. Her cute face was made up with just enough eye makeup to give some serious definition to her bright blue eyes to a point where you could easily ignore her harsh horn-rimmed glasses. With her long, platinum blonde hair tied back in a ponytail, it was easy to see her sharp cheekbones and wicked smile hiding behind lips painted dark red.

Her costume only accentuated her body that was petite and tight. Her white, short-sleeved, button-up shirt was tied so high under her B-cup breasts, it barely looked like she was wearing a top, exposing the fit expanse of her creamy, pale abs. Like any good naughty schoolgirl outfit, she completed the look with white knee-high socks that showed off her shapely legs, while an ultra-mini red, plaid skirt technically covered her pussy and her tight, pert ass, but not much else.

This was one of the sexiest girls I knew, looking absolutely gorgeous and ready, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t getting a little hard seeing her like this, even if I was also concerned about other pressing matters.

“Marie!” I exclaimed, dropping my backpack on the floor. “What the… what the fuck? What the fuck are you doing in my bedroom?”

She blinked at me as if I’d said the stupidest thing in the world, saying nothing and crossing her arms sternly under her modest breasts. It was obvious why she was here, and even if I was a little worried about what the Martinez’s might think seeing this girl entering my house when I wasn’t around, I still had other concerns that needed answering.

I continued, “Okay… maybe that part’s obvious, but… how did you get in here? No, wait, let me guess, it’s because the hide-a-key wasn’t that well-hidden, right?”

Marie dropped her arms to her sides, leaning back slightly onto the bed in amusement. “You have a hide-a-key? Well, that certainly would have been easier than the route I took to enter your house…”

Well, that was both ominous and something that I would have to deal with later.

I shook my head and approached her. “This isn’t cool… I mean, what if my dad had seen you? I mean, I know he’s gone an unexpectedly convenient amount of the time, but, still, it could’ve happened…”

Marie blinked up at me, batting her eyelashes and pursing her lips in a look that was both sexy as fuck, and dare I say… well, almost submissive. The sex we’d had the other day had certainly been energetic and creative, but this wasn’t a look that I would’ve expected to see on her.

“Oh, I’m soooooooooo sorry, Ryan,” she replied, her voice dripping with mock apology. “If it makes you feel any better, you’re more than welcome to punish me… I have been bad, after all, and certainly deserve all the punishment I’m sure a dirty boy like you could imagine…”

She twisted on my bed until she was face down, her head turned to me. Then, with a playful smile, she reached back and pulled up the back of her skirt, exposing her ass to me.

And of course, she wasn’t wearing panties.

I really should have expected all of this. I knew that Marie was a twisted little bitch who knew what she wanted and how to get it, and that she had no fear of becoming an unstoppable force of nature if she wanted to get laid. I also knew that she liked it rough, and the way her eyes sparkled up at me when she discussed punishment, I knew that she might even expect me to test her limits today.

The way she rocked her ass from side to side… fuck, she looked really fucking good without panties.

While I may still have been dealing with the aftermath of the adrenaline rush of finding her here, I also had to fight my mouth watering over looking at that tight ass. I was very familiar with Marie’s ass, and I knew how well the crazy little blonde slut could use it. And I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t flush with memories of how good it felt.

The memories of what went down in the library caused me to shiver, and grin ever so slightly. I remembered how energetic she was for such a tiny little thing, and how insanely tight each of her holes were… Marie was exceptionally twisted, and a positive prodigy when it came to giving and taking pleasure in the roughest way possible.

My cock twitched more to life in my pants with these memories, and hopes for what might come next, something that Marie must have seen for the new glimmer in her eyes. Less than subtly, she began to hump her tight ass up and down on my bed, the motion damn near hypnotic.

“I’ve been a bad girl, breaking into your house because I want you so badly… you should let me know exactly how bad I’ve been… after all, I am well past overdue for a serious fucking spanking, among other things…” Marie continued, her voice sickly sweet and cutesy in a way that drove me wild in an unexpected way.

“Other things?” I asked, breathily.

“Uh huh…” she continued in that sweet voice. “Spank me, bite me, pull my hair, throw me around, choke me a little, violate my holes and make me scream… I’m such a fucking painslut, like you wouldn’t believe; I can fucking take it if you’re giving it… and I want you to give it. I want it so bad, Ryan… I’ve been a bad girl, I snuck in here and made you scream… and then there’s all the stuff you don’t know I did… shouldn’t I be punished for that?”

I licked my lips, wondering if this was something I actually wanted to go through with. I mean, cut me some slack, I was still going with the flow at this point of the year and hadn’t even met Daphne yet. I didn’t know whether I could hurt her and fuck her as brutally as she wanted me to, or if I’d simply kick her out and go through with my original, far more relaxing plan for the evening. It was a tough call, and as I looked down at this beautiful, tight, and slightly crazy little slut, I had my doubts for what I was going to do.

Oh, who am I kidding? Those doubts lasted less than a second; you know exactly how the rest went.

“That’s right…” I said, considering all of this before dropping my voice into a dark tone I thought she might like. “You really have been a bad girl… breaking into my house and trying to seduce me with that slutty outfit…”

“Uh huh…” Marie replied, her voice still every bit as sickeningly sweet as her smile.

I approached her slowly, keeping my posture appropriately strong and dominant as she looked up at me. Whatever she saw, she must have liked, as she only humped up and down on the bed more enthusiastically, practically squealing as I dropped my pants to the floor, then sat down on the bed next to her.

Roughly, I grabbed Marie’s feet and dragged her so that her lap was bent over mine, her skirt bunching around her waist and her ass jutting in the air as she looked up at me in exhilarated surprise. Already, I could feel the slight moisture from her pussy against my thigh, making my cock twitch with anticipation.

“Now this is what I’m talking about,” she squealed, flexing her ass cheeks at me encouragingly, her smile brilliant and self-satisfied.

I don’t know if it was her goading, or what, but I was looking forward to the challenge of wiping that smile from face.

SMACK!

I raised my hand and brought it down on her ass, sudden and surprising, the sound shockingly sharp as it echoed through my bedroom.

Marie barely flinched, turning her head to the side so I could better see her implacable, smiling face.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

There was a slight twitch to her eye, maybe a fraction of a grimace on the final impact, but nothing that could remove that sickly sweet and cocky little smile from her face. It was impressive, really, yet slightly frustrating. I wasn’t exactly holding back, and here she was, rocking her hips and grinding against her thigh, one of her delicate, yet strong, hands reaching back to squeeze my cock through my underwear in a not-too-gentle fashion.

“Is that really the best you can do?” Marie asked, flexing her now flushed pink ass tauntingly at me. “I can take a whole lot more than that, and I’m hardly feeling punished. I could get this anywhere.”

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

It felt like my hand had to be glowing almost as much as her ass at this point, but there she lay, grinding against my thigh and squeezing my cock and generally seeming like she was having a good time, if hardly a great time, but barely reacting to my best efforts. I found this excitingly frustrating, and felt suddenly motivated to make this bitch really squeal.

Wincing only slightly through her bright smile, Marie sighed. “Seems like you’re having a really hard time. And I don’t just mean because you’re so fucking hard…”

For emphasis, she squeezed my cock again and wiggled her now quite pink ass. “But if you really want to punish my ass, I did bring a small paddle in my purse.”

My eyes must have gone wide at this. “Seriously?”

“Uh huh…” she confirmed, cocking her head toward my pillows, where she had stashed her purse.

I reached over for it, suddenly very aware that Marie was grinding rather shamelessly (and wetly) against my thigh, and stuck my hand inside. Sure enough, I found a small, rigid paddle, barely larger than my hand and wrapped in what felt like a protective layer of stiff pink rubber.

This was… well, this was new.

“You want me to punish your ass with this?” I asked, not trying to sound too skeptical.

Marie sighed, rolling her eyes at me. “I mean, if you really wanted to punish my ass, you could always shove your hand in there, that’d really probably make me scream, but I haven’t limbered up enough for that today, so that probably wouldn’t be advisable. Hence, the paddle. I wouldn’t have brought it if I didn’t want to be used.”

There was a bitter sarcasm in her tone that flashed anger in me again, but sensing that was the intent, I figured it was worth indulging this.

SMACK!

The impact of the paddle against her ass was louder and sharper and much nicer against my hand, and actually made her grunt cutely from the impact.

SMACK! SMACK!

By this point, Marie was yelping with each impact and grinding aggressively against my thigh, her pussy practically gushing. I reached down between her legs with my free hand, finding her clit and squeezing it between my thumb and forefinger.

SMACK!

“Yeah, you like that, slut? You like it when I go to town on your ass like that?” I grunted, getting into it myself now as she began actively stroking me while I spanked her.

“I love it… I mean, no, I deserve to be punished… please punish me, do it, harder, harder, please… I’ve been so bad and need a big, strong guy like you to make this punishment work…” Marie whimpered, her voice getting higher and whinier as she ground against my fingers, her body tensing from pleasure.

She might have been exaggerating my bona fides on this matter slightly, but I wasn’t going to argue with her, not when I was this turned on, and certainly not when she was this hot, and wet, and desperately needy for my particular skills.

Sensing she was close, I made sure to time my next move right, squeezing her clit hard at the moment I smacked her ass with a particularly brutal flurry of paddle strikes.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

“OH GOD! OH FUCK! YES! YES! YEEEEEEEEEESSSSSS!!!” Marie cried out, jerking in my lap in a powerful orgasm.

She gushed against my leg, a surprising amount of fluid that only seemed to stoke the fire within me, making me squeeze and massage her clit even harder. This only got the tight little blonde writhing and mewling harder, shaking and shuddering as she succumbed to her powerful orgasm.

As someone who normally looked quite restrained and in control of herself, seeing Marie like this, completely uninhibited and lost in this moment, it was pretty fucking hot. If I wasn’t about as hard as I’d ever been at this point, this certainly would have done the job in getting me there.

Soon Marie stopped twitching, looking up at me and raising one hand weakly. “Alright… alright, I think… I think that might be enough of the paddle for now… I think I’ve learned some of my lesson… please… no more…”

SMACK!

It was only one more spank, and a fairly half-hearted one at that, but the way Marie yowled, you would have thought I was murdering her.

“YOU ASSHOLE!” she howled, looking up at me with a darkly mischievous smile.

“It didn’t seem like you were adequately punished,” I said, tossing the paddle aside, then grabbing a handful of her hair. “Still doesn’t, honestly.”

Grabbing the hair tightly, I pulled her head back, forcing her to look up at me. Though she looked somewhat uncomfortable being contorted at this angle, the smile at the corners of her lips was encouraging. Her eyes glistened with tears, yet the manic energy behind them was unfailing.

Marie was loving this.

“Yes, sometimes it takes a while for me to learn my lesson,” she said, flexing her ass, now practically glowing pink, at me. “You’ll probably have to switch things up…”

“Oh yeah?” I said, pulling my hand away from her pussy. My fingers were positively coated with her juices, glistening and smelling strongly of her sweet, feminine aroma.

Seeing how lubed they were gave me an inspiration, and soon I slid my fingers between her ass cheeks, pressing my middle finger against her tight hole.

Then into it.

Marie flinched slightly at the violation, then groaned pleasurably. “Really? One finger? You really think I’m going to learn a lesson with only one of your fingers in my ass? And you were doing so well with that paddle, too, but this… god, it’s like you’ve never had to punish a tight little slut before… I’m wondering if I came to the right pl-ACE!!!”

Her voice rose pleasurably as I slid another finger into her ass, thrusting it in and out with my first as I continued to twist and explore her ass. Now, I was already rather well acquainted with Marie Halpern’s asshole, but I was still impressed with how tight this crazy little slut could get. With two fingers twisting in and out of her asshole, I would have thought she’d hit her limit, but by the time she calmed down, she continued looking at me, almost bored.

“Two fingers is better, but hardly enough to make me learn my lesson… I thought you were good at this. I thought you could be a rough bastard and give me what I want, but I’m really not impressed,” Marie said, sighing.

I gripped her hair harder, pulling her neck back even more and making her wince while I continued fingering her ass.

I growled, “You’re really trying to piss me off, aren’t you?”

Her mouth hanging open from the angle I was yanking her hair, I was impressed to see Marie manage a smirk. “Is it working?”

I yanked her hair harder again, enough to make her moan in pain. “Yes, actually…”

Marie’s grin returned. “Good.”

Without mercy, I forced a third finger into her ass, making Marie writhe and grind against my thigh. This, more than anything, seemed to crack her façade, as she was soon closing her eyes tightly, gritting her teeth and groaning as I continued mercilessly fucking them in and out of her.

“More… more…” she whined, practically begging. “I can fucking take it… give it to me… please…”

I raised an eyebrow, but this was not a request I would deny. Pushing my fingers together, I angled my pinky in and began to force it into Marie’s ass. She groaned from deep within, her hips shuddering slightly as she was taken by being so full.

Now, having seen Marie pull an even bigger butt plug than my collected fingers out of her once before, I knew that this was hardly the biggest thing Marie’s ass could take, but, it still gave me a sense of rough, masculine pride that I was giving her this kind of pleasure. She was mine for the taking; I could do whatever I wanted to her, and she would just mewl and scream and beg for more. The way she was looking at me, I could probably have followed her earlier thought and shoved my entire hand into her ass and she probably would have just begged for more.

Driven by the wild heat of the moment, I admit that I was awfully tempted to do this… but I was fucking hard by this point, and I needed my cock buried somewhere inside of her, soon.

So, I pulled my fingers out of her ass, getting a distinctly disgruntled-sounding mewl out of her, before I tossed her aside on the bed.

She landed on her back, looking up at me in annoyance.

Or, I should say, brief annoyance, because soon I was standing beside the bed, pulling off my shirt and underwear, standing naked before the tight little slut, all ten, thick inches of my cock standing out proudly. She looked up at me with wide, appreciative eyes, especially as I climbed onto the bed on top of her. I brought my hand that I’d just pulled from her ass, still glistening with her pussy juices, to her mouth, first grabbing her by the cheek and smearing her juices on her, before offering my fingers to her pouted lips.

“You really messed up my afternoon, you know?” I taunted. “I was gonna have a nice, quiet afternoon, play some games, get some shit done, and here you were, just storming into my bedroom and messing everything up… that’s fucked up, you know?”

“Uh huh…” Marie agreed, shamelessly sucking my fingers into her mouth.

Fuck, her mouth was amazing, and she was completely and delightfully dirty. She licked and sucked on my fingers as if her life depended on it, moaning lustfully and rocking her hips in anticipation.

With my free hand, I untied the knot in her shirt, pulling it open so I could free her pert B-cup tits. While it was no surprise that her nipples were completely and utterly rock-hard at this point, it was still a welcome sight to behold. I reached down, squeezing her supple mounds and pinching her nipples. I only wanted to get a reaction, but the way she stubbornly avoided any response, I couldn’t help but pinch harder and harder. The way that small little smile of hers held firm once I pulled my fingers out of her mouth, you would have thought I was only minorly inconveniencing her.

So, I pinched harder, and then harder still, hard enough that I was seriously starting to worry that I might actually hurt her if I kept going with this, but the little painslut kept firm.

For a while, anyway.

Once I had both hands pinching her nipples, she finally broke a little, letting out a short, strangled squeal as she rocked her hips against me.

That made me grin, and I let her nipples go, enough to make her sigh in annoyance.

I could have stopped and feasted on her perky tits then and there, groping and sucking and biting them to my heart’s content (and hers, certainly)… but I had other hungers that needed feeding first.

Roughly, I pulled off her top, balled it up and threw it aside. I was tempted for a second to do much the same to her skirt, but I had to admit that, under me, with that cute little skirt bunched up around her hips, she looked sexy as fuck.

She could keep the skirt.

I reached down and took hold of my cock, guiding it toward her soaking cunt.

“You’ve been thinking about this ever since we fucked in the library, haven’t you?” I growled, running my cockhead over her steaming slit, enjoying the way it excited her.

“Is it that obvious?” Marie asked, her tone bitingly sarcastic. I couldn’t tell if this was just to motivate me, or if it was just how she felt in the moment, but it got me going either way.

I spread my precum over slit, teasing the cockhead against her clit.

“You really want me to fuck you without mercy, don’t you?”  I asked, continuing to rub my head over her most sensitive spot.

Marie mewled, rocking her hips as if trying to force me to enter her. “Uh huh… but the thing is, I have my doubts that you could ever actually lack mercy. You’ve got that whole ‘real nice guy’ aura surrounding you, and whatever masks you decide to put on, I think at the end of it, you’ll stay your hand and keep from really fucking me. I think that no matter how much I tell you you can do whatever you want, you won’t give me everything you’re capable of, and while I will have fun, I’ll never get exactly what I want out of you…”

This… was something I thought she might actually have had a point with. I was just beginning to explore my different interests sexually with the number of girls I’d been with at this point, but I couldn’t deny the fact that I had a certain timidity that could keep me from ever going in some of the more… extreme directions, that certain girls might like. I wanted to be open-minded, but at the end of the day, I was hyper-conscious of not wanting to fuck anything up and accidentally hurt someone during something that was meant to be fun and exciting.

Now, as my experiences in the year developed, this became something I was less and less worried about, and I had a number of my more creative partners to thank for it, and I’d be lying if I said that Marie wasn’t a big fucking part of this.

So, going with the flow, I reached with my free hand and grabbed Marie by the throat, pinning her to the bed. I squeezed, not too hard, but enough that she could get the message. Her beautiful blue eyes went wide, and Marie smiled at me, a radiant, satisfied grin.

“I’ll give you what you want, slut…” I said, grunting as I forced my cockhead into her impossibly tight cunt. “…and more… fuck…”

Marie’s mouth dropped open as she moaned. “Yeeeeeeeeeeesssssssss…”

I let go of her throat, bracing my hands on either side of Marie as I forced my cock into her hot, wet, pussy. I’d fucked her recently, but already I’d seemingly forgotten how insanely tight she was, her pussy gripping my cock with enough force that it felt like she might be trying to squeeze the life out of me. It was almost painful, but the pleasure easily overwhelmed the pain, allowing me to continue to force my cock into her, spearing her on my cock as her pussy stretched to its limits to accommodate me.

While Marie could put up a pretty good front when she didn’t want to let on how much she was enjoying herself, it seemed that getting her pussy filled by some seriously thick cock was where she drew her line on silence.

Well, that, or she decided that she didn’t give a fuck anymore.

“Ah, fuck… yes, yes, give it to me, give me that fucking cock… punish my sweet, tight, virginal little pussy…” Marie groaned, wrapping her arms and legs around me tightly and pulling me in.

I laughed. “I don’t think there’s anything virginal about your cunt…”

“Yeah, Mrs. Sullivan and… well, a few others have seen to that…” Marie groaned, looking up at me with a mischievous smirk. “But I know some guys love the illusion… and I’m so tight, I might as well be…”

“That’s pretty true…” I grunted, forcing more of my cock into her. “This is why we get you all cummy first.”

“Uh huh…” she agreed, in that sickly sweet tone again as she grunted through my soft thrusts. “Lets you slide right in… almost… god… almost slide it all the way in, give it to me… please give it to me…”

Suddenly, I stopped, and pulled almost all of my cock out of her. “I don’t know… like you said, you’ve been a very bad girl, and do bad girls get this kind of cock, especially if it’s what they’ve really been wanting?”

Marie’s eyes rolled back. “Gah, fuck… you’re going to ensure that my roleplaying is going to bite me so you can better torment me, aren’t you?”

I grinned, then replied. “Pretty much, yeah…”

She sighed. “I guess this is a prison of my own making theEEEEEEN, MOTHERFUCKER!!!”

I guessed correctly that she would respond pretty well to me ramming most of the length of my cock back into her pussy, but it was still nice to get the confirmation that this was wanted. She screamed loudly enough that I worried the neighbors might hear, but since I was completely buried in one of the most exquisite pussies in the world by this point, I was really past caring too much.

“I guess it is,” I confirmed, trying not to let how good she felt get to my voice.

Marie looked up at me, breathing heavily and looking down as she tried to comprehend just how full she was. I stayed here motionless for a moment, offering some mercy as I let her get accustomed and catch her breath. Her chest rose and fell gently against me, her eyes darting up, and down, and back up again, locking into mine. There was a mad fury to her, one that made it seem like she might go crazy on me at any moment if I didn’t get this situation under control.

So, rather than lose control, I pulled almost all the way out, then thrust back into her again.

And again.

It was rough at first, her pussy so tight it almost resisted this kind of treatment, but soon she was accepting me eagerly, moaning and grinding against me as I fucked in and out of her pussy mercilessly.

“There we go… there we go… there we fucking go…” Marie moaned, reaching around me and raking her fingernails down my back, the sharp pain only stoking the fire within me and making me fuck her harder. “That’s what I’ve needed… yes… punish my tight little cunt… punish your little whore… I fucking love it! Fuck me, Ryan, fuck me harder! Fuck your little slut like she ought to be fucked! Fucking use me for your own sick pleasure! Do it! Fucking destroy me!”

If the look on her face were one of anything but the unrestrained joy I saw beneath me just then, I might have been concerned for Marie. However, since she seemed to be loving every second of this, I didn’t let up, pistoning my cock in and out of her perfectly clutching pussy harder, and faster. Every thrust, every withdrawal, every slight movement I made only seemed to drive Marie wilder, screaming and yelping and wailing excitedly as I fucked her pussy into oblivion.

Now, while I had a lot of sex with a lot of girls in my senior year of high school, and found a lot of girls with utterly singular sex drives, there were few girls who were seemingly built purely for sex to the degree that Marie fucking Halpern was. She may have been a tiny little thing, unassuming and dressing conservatively at school, but get her in bed and you could see that her aspirations to be one of the biggest sluts at school were not entirely without warrant. Her tight, petite body seemed to have been designed by an artist for the sole purpose of giving and receiving pleasure, and as I fucked down into her, looking into those gorgeous blue eyes of hers that spoke to equal parts madness and overpowering lust, I couldn’t help but give in to the fire that she inspired in me.

With Marie in my bed, I was driven to a point I didn’t know myself capable of, pushing myself to my sexual limits as I let pleasure overcome my body and drive me into greater and more delicious depravity.

So, I did as she said. I used her. I fucked her like she was my personal, living sex toy, taking every bit of pleasure from her, as she seemed to from me.

“God, yes, that’s it, that’s fucking it, right there… I love it… I love it… fuck, keep fucking me, keep fucking my slutty little holes… god, I want your cock stuffing me around the clock, my pussy, my mouth, my slutty fucking asshole… I need all of my holes stuffed by huge fucking cock… yes, yes, fucking YESSSS!!!” Marie wailed, locking her ankles behind my ass and truly getting into the fuck.

Panting slightly, I laughed. “Sounds like I’ll have a busy schedule with you…”

“If you want to keep pleasing me, and using my tight, sweet, innocent little body, you’ll have to…” Marie said, grinning darkly and giving me a kiss.

“Wasn’t I supposed to be punishing you? Or have I lost the plot?” I grunted.

“Fuck it… we’re fucking now, who needs to remember what’s going on… and you’re fucking me soooooo goooooooooood…” she moaned.

While the part of me that enjoyed the occasional roleplaying adventure, as she lay beneath me, eagerly taking my cock and making me fuck her all the harder, I had to admit that she had a point. When the sex was this good, and this hard, it was difficult to pay too much attention to anything outside of what we were doing, and when what we were doing felt this good…

So, instead of caring about aesthetics, I lost myself to what we were doing. I only fucked her harder, becoming a grunting, rutting beast obsessed with one thing and one thing only: taking this intense fuck to its natural conclusion.

The way we were going, I knew that also wasn’t something that would take very long. The way that Marie tensed up, her manic, lustful expression becoming one that looked almost tense and worried as she prepared to cum yet again, only made her look even more beautiful in my sex hungry eyes. The way my cock swelled and my balls twitched, I could feel the pressure building inside of me. There was no way either of us could avoid it… we were both going to explode at any fucking moment.

I kissed her deeply, keeping my pace consistent as I grunted in her ear, “Cumming soon…”

Marie nodded, locking her legs behind my ass. “Good. Do it. Fucking do it. Cum in me… I want it… I fucking need your cum in me, FUCKING DO IT!!!”

This kind of demanding was, admittedly, jarring when compared to her sweet and submissive and begging for punishment act, but it nevertheless was enough to get me to exactly where I needed to be. Unable to hold back any longer, I moaned, thrusting deep inside of her and unleashing the buildup that had formed within me. I came inside her like a fucking firehose, letting pleasure flood my body almost as certainly as I was flooding hers, helping trigger her own orgasm as we took this dirty, sweaty joining to its natural and utterly dirty conclusion.

Marie made good on her promise to scream, her high wail threatening to rattle my bedroom window as she shook and bucked against me with amazing strength for a girl as petite as her. With her hair a mess and her body flushed pink, her limited makeup she’d worn running from the rough treatment she’d demanded from me, I couldn’t help but think that she had never looked more beautiful than she had in this moment.

Or maybe that was the post-orgasmic haze talking. Yeah, it was probably that, but damn it if she still didn’t fucking look hot as hell.

Finally properly come down, I kissed Marie deeply once more, followed by a couple quicker, gentler kisses, before I pulled out of her. Disentangling myself from her legs proved a greater challenge, but once I did, I managed to climb off of her and lay down beside her, giving each of us a chance to properly catch our breaths.

I looked between her legs with some pride, loving the way her lips looked positively stretched and flush, and thoroughly excited by the thick river of my cum that rolled out of her well-used cunt.

Taking a breath, I sighed pleasantly, then said, “Now, don’t take this like I’m complaining or anything like that, because I think you know how awesome I found every minute of what we just did there, but, I gotta ask… how long have you planned on using me like that?”

Marie thought on this for less than a second. “Pretty much since the moment we finished in the library. You’re… taking that assessment rather well?”

I shrugged. “I’m not pretending that there’s anything more profound or intellectually stimulating between the two of us, and I’ve got girls that I can get that from… and sometimes you just need great fucking sex. I think we accomplish that goal rather well, even if you set out to use me.”

“Agreed,” Marie replied. “I do appreciate what you are capable of, especially now that I have had the chance to experience what you have to offer one on one… but I am still experimenting greatly with what it takes to embrace my slutty side like I want to, and I have little interest in settling down with anyone yet. Unless the right older guy comes along, of course.”

I raised an eyebrow. “You got a thing for older guys?”

She thought on this. “I might have some Daddy issues… I’ll likely need to indulge that fetish to be absolutely certain that that is what I want, but I have some reasonable certainties that this will wind up being one that will continue to hold my interest. I trust that isn’t an issue for you?”

I answered, “Hey, so long as no one’s getting hurt, you do you. I hope you find what you’re looking for.”

“As I hope the same for you,” Marie replied, smiling pleasantly, and looking down at my cock. “We all deserve that happiness. In the short term, I want your cock up my ass. Soon.”

I grinned at her enthusiasm, reaching over and tweaking one of her nipples. “You’ll have to get me hard again.”

“That won’t be a significant challenge,” she replied.

“I agree,” I replied. “You’re very good at that… but I still wouldn’t mind feeling you try.”

Marie rolled her eyes at me. “There are far more direct ways to get me to suck your cock.”

“Like grabbing you by the hair and dragging you down?” I suggested.

“Precisely!” she declared.

“Good to know,” I replied, grabbing a handful of Marie’s hair and roughly dragging her down to my cock.

She only squealed slightly at this, her look of surprise turning to one of delight as she was soon face to face with my half-hard cock.

“Do I have to tell you what to do?” I growled, grinning playfully. “Or is it obvious?”

“It’s always obvious what a guy wants when your mouth is this close to his cock,” Marie whispered darkly. “But I’d probably get wetter if you told me what you wanted me to do… and then maybe if you made me do it.”

She certainly had a way of communicating what she wanted, I had to give Marie that.

Smiling, I commanded, “Suck my cock… slut…”

And with that, I pulled her face close, rubbing her lips along my half-formed erection. Marie delightedly opened her mouth, running her lips along my half hard length, eagerly kissing and suckling at it. Her tongue was quick and strong and incredibly targeted, hitting my most sensitive spots before she even got to the head, before swirling over it like she was sucking on the world’s thickest lollipop. Her fingers soon began stroking and gently coaxing my balls, almost as if she were trying to will them back to fullness.

While I was fairly certain that anatomy didn’t work that way, I had to say, her efforts were having an effect, as I was soon hard enough for her to start sucking properly.

For such a tiny girl, I had to marvel at how easily, and quickly, Marie was able to deepthroat my entire length, her mouth and throat a vortex of pleasure as she utterly worshipped my cock, her head bouncing wildly in my lap as she fucked me with her face.

I was groaning pretty impressively from the pleasure of it all by this point, my fingers tightly entwined in her hair as I fucked into her. By now, I was definitely hard enough for another round of sex, and I even let up on the pressure to better allow her to disengage, but even when I did, those beautiful eyes of hers looked up at me almost as if I were challenging her. Even with her lips seemingly stretched to the max by trying to accommodate my massive girth, I could swear I saw a smile form at the edges of her lips as she raised her head so only the cockhead was in her mouth, before she dropped back down and inhaled my length once more.

“You do want me in your ass, right?” I asked as she bobbed back up, holding my cockhead between her lips again. “Because if you don’t stop that soon, you’re gonna be getting a nice mouthful of cum instead.”

Marie let my cockhead slide from her mouth with an audible pop. “I won’t do that, then. Not now, anyway…  normally a bellyful of cum will certainly do it for me, but that’s not what I want now…”

“Good,” I replied hungrily, watching as Marie rooted through her purse.

Not wanting anything in the way for this, I tugged at her skirt as she did this, pulling it around her thighs. Without missing a beat, Marie shimmied out of it while still searching through her purse.

“Finally,” she said excitedly, tossing me a tube of KY.

Quickly, I lubed up my cock and returned the tube, enjoying the way Marie shivered as she looked at my now glistening cock.

“Mmm… so many ways we can do this…” she continued, reaching out to stroke my cock. “So many ways I can take this beast…”

Quickly, I rolled onto my side, grabbing her, and pulling her close to me, twisting her so that her back was pressed against my chest and we were spooning. Marie seemed taken aback by this position at first, but as soon as I reached down and began to slide my cockhead between her ass cheeks, she began to sing a different tune, mewling and rocking her tight ass against me.

“Fuck, yes…” she said, spreading her legs to better give me a chance to enter.

I kissed her. “You ready?”

“Always,” Marie answered, confident, pressing her ass against my cock.

I smirked.

This part never got old.

I teased my cockhead between her cheeks a little while longer, wanting to spread the lube around and make sure my aim was true, but once she rocked her hips and lined everything up, it would’ve taken an act of God for me to stay where I was. Gripping onto Marie for purchase, I pushed forward, forcing my cock to spread her tightest hole.

“That’s it, come on, you can do this… punish my slutty little ass, tear me up, stretch me, rip me open, make me fucking scream while you plow my slutty fucking ass…” Marie groaned, continuing to rock her hips against me, twisting her neck to get a better angle to kiss me and speak such delicious vileness into my mouth. “Come on, destroy me, utterly annihilate my slutty hole… I deserve it… I fucking want it… do it because I’m your little slut… fucking use me… give it to me!!!”

I was a little vague on who was using whom at this point, but I was one thrust away from actually pushing my cockhead into her tight little asshole, and well past caring. Pulling back one last time, I pushed forward with a soft grunt, delighting in how that impossibly snug hole opened only just for me and accepted my thick fucking cockhead.

Marie grunted, her eyes rolling back into her head briefly. “Oh, fuck… yeah… do it… come on, I want it all… every fucking inch… fucking give it to me…”

This wasn’t exactly something I needed encouragement in, as I was all too happy to do just that. Now that the hard part was over, I eagerly slid the rest of my cock into her. Given how tight she was (impressive considering how much she seemed to love playing with her ass), this was a pleasurable difficulty from my end, but in no time at all, I had every inch buried up her ass.

Rather than savor this moment, however, I wrapped my arms around Marie for leverage, and began to properly fuck in and out of her hot, tight ass. She was groaning and wailing already from this treatment, but by the time my right hand found her pussy, and I wrapped my left around her throat, you’d have thought she was in heaven.

Since I already felt like I was there, I was altogether too happy to bring her with me.

“God, yes! Fuck me, Ryan, fuck me with that monster cock! You’re stretching me so good… tearing me fucking apart… keep going, give it to me, I can take it! YES! YES! YESSSSSSSSS!!!!” Marie wailed, her cries transforming into a high scream as I took my pleasure from her body and seriously fucked her ass.

Marie had a vocal way about her that was as erotic as it was a little concerning at times. Don’t get me wrong, while her screams were a tad frightening and her grunts and groans sounded halfway between an exorcism and a woman giving birth, I loved absolutely every minute of it. I liked knowing that I was doing a good job, and that she was enjoying herself… but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t worry about the Martinez’s knocking at the front door any moment now.

But as neighbors went, they were discreet; I always had to appreciate that.

Especially when it meant I could really go to town on Marie’s asshole.

My hips must have been a blur as I fucked in and out of her tight asshole, giving her almost my entire length with every thrust, while her eager asshole accepted what I had to give without complaint or issue. Marie had come here wanting to be my personal fucktoy, and I was all too happy to give her that treatment, using her for my own pleasure while giving her some of her own. My fingers were a blur over her clit, and when she began to tense and reach down to help me, I knew it wasn’t very long before the explosion.

Sure enough, Marie cried out a high battle cry of ecstasy as she came again, shaking and shuddering against me so hard that she probably would’ve fallen off the bed if I hadn’t been embracing her so tightly. Her pussy gushed with her powerful, squirting orgasm and her asshole tightened around me so hard it felt like she was trying to pull my cock off, but I didn’t stop fucking her, no, I rode through her ecstasy and followed my own, fucking her even as I felt the pressure building, waiting for an eruption of my own.

I didn’t have to wait very long, as grunting and fucking, I could feel the orgasm taking me quickly. I blame my own indecision for my first burst firing off inside of her ass, but soon I quickly disentangled from her, pushing her off of me and rolling her onto her back. The next couple shots hit her ass, thighs and pussy as she rolled, but once she was on her back, I was able to aim the final few shots at her chest, neck and face, wanting to make sure I’d made a complete and utter mess of this tight, crazy little slut.

And it was at this point that I felt utterly spent, collapsing next to her as Marie fell back, playing with my cum as she caught her breath and giggled to herself softly. I remember thinking then that I’d never seen anything quite so dirty, and even though I would later this very year see much dirtier than this moment, it was still one that I meant to savor. The Marie I saw lying on my bed looked utterly dirty and deliciously used, scooping up my cum from both of her well-used holes and sucking it off of her fingers as if it were life-giving ambrosia.

I could have let this moment last for a very long time, but then she turned those sweet blue eyes to me, smiled another of those borderline manic, sultry smiles of hers, and asked, “You’re not finished, are you?”

I’d just had some of the most intense sex of my life so far, and this was how she responded? While I could feel some anger flare within me, that soon translated into laughter.

“Hardly,” I replied. “But I need a moment to catch my bearings… I’ll be happy to punish you for a while first, if you want…”

Marie grinned, and spoke again in that sickly sweet voice she seemed to enjoy, “I want.”

I nodded in reply. This was going to be one hell of a night, but with Marie… I knew that every minute would be worth it. Potentially painful, to be sure, but so deliciously worth it.