Page 70 of The Man Upstairs

“Harder,” I said and licked my wet tongue up her cheek like a filthy piece of shit. “Show me how much you can take.”

I didn’t give her the chance to respond before I jumped on the opportunity, shoving the dildo all the way in. My little Rosie didn’t protest, just cried out, bracing herself as I fucked her. She took it like a good little slut, her body little more than a toy to be used as I wanted.

Yes. She was a good, good girl.

I didn’t want to fuck her with a dildo for long. My cock was much too desperate…

I freed my belt and dropped my pants, pinning her back against the arm of the chesterfield as I tossed the dildo to the side. I didn’t hold back, too consumed to care. I had condoms from the store in my pocket, yes, a sensibility I’d taken hold of on the way home, in the realms ofjust in casethat I’d been deluding myself with. But I didn’t want to use them. I wanted her pussy, raw. Insanity knows no bounds.

I hitched her legs back and pinned her there, enjoying the rush of blood to my straining cock. Enjoying the look of excited anticipation in my angel’s pretty blue eyes.

Enjoying the loud cry she made as I thrust inside her in one hard slam.

“Fuck,” I said and fucked her hard and fast.

There was no consideration for her needs this time as I pounded her sweet cunt to take my thrill. It was all about me.

I used her like a demon possessed, craving more, deeper, harder, rougher. I groaned against her mouth as I fucked her like she was nothing but a hole to be used. I let my cock run riot, and fervour turned to frenzy as my balls tightened. The way my angel was bucking and yelping and gasping with every hard slam almost had me. It would have been so easy to take my fill and then explode.

But no.

I pulled out quickly, gritted my teeth and told my balls to calm the fuck down as my angel panted before me.

Rosie was a gorgeous ragdoll as I yanked her away from the arm of the sofa to sit her upright. I dropped to kneel in front of her and spread her legs wide, hitching them high once again, her swollen cunt so puffy from the slamming.

“Fuck,” I said again and buried my face in her pussy, tasting the beautiful wet mess I’d made of her. She yelped when I shunted three fingers in deep then moaned so beautifully as I lapped at her clit.

I fingered her.

I licked her.

Her pretty cunt was like a flower to the bee.

My mind was lost as I moaned against her slit, as I curled my fingers inside her, my cock still throbbing like a beast.

I knew my dirty patterns well enough by now, but this time they were wound tighter. I felt my primal urges to mark the canvas of naked flesh, like a dog marking its territory. Disgusting, but true to my nature.

Only this time, I was more desperate.

I kissed my way down the inside of angel Rosie’s thigh, but I wasn’t interested in tickles tonight. The bite of my teeth shocked her enough to cry out, but she didn’t stop me. She let me suck her flesh hard enough to leave love bitten trails down her thighs. Beautiful.

Then it was time for more.

Another fresh bout of deflowering.

The rabbit hole was unrelenting.

I pinned Rosie’s love bitten legs up high enough to offer me her tender little asshole.

She moaned when I licked it. Moaned some more when I plunged my tongue as deep as I could, then lapped at her like a feral dog, soaking her asshole in spit for lube. Her whimper was absolutely delicious when I pushed my thumb inside her, and so was the taste of the filth, lapping at her as I worked my thumb in and out.

I fucked her pussy at the same time at first, three fingers all the way in. A double stretch that had her crying out again. Then I moved those fingers to her asshole slowly. Very, very slowly… one by one. Stretching, stretching, eased by spit… until I had all three of them buried all the way in.

“Do you like that, sweetheart?”

She nodded. Her bright eyes said it all.

So, yes. Sweet little Rosie liked ass play. She squirmed against me to illustrate it.