Max didn’t expect to see white, shapely legs sticking out the doggy door as he rounds the large bushes and trees blocking his front door. Her hips and large ass stop her from being able to go further into it and it’s apparent she got stuck at some point. He wonders how long she’s been there, just feeling the breeze on her pussy.
“Is this another dare?” he wonders out loud.
“Oh shit.” Her voice can barely be heard through the door, but she pushes on it, trying to wiggle out and away from him.
“I’m so tired of you teenagers trying to get into my fucking house.” He leans against the wall, slowly taking in the view.
She chose the wrong day to wear what seems to be a mini skirt, pulled up and sitting on her lower back. Black Mary Janes and white socks folded hide her feet. Is that a school uniform? Were they that sexy when he was going to school in the valley?
But the girl wears no underwear.
So there’s nothing stopping him from teaching this girl a lesson. Like the girls that came before her.
Not that underwear would’ve stopped him.
Max unlocks the front door, lifting the girl’s legs so he can pull it up and get a good look at her. She’s young, but not too young. Her puse is now out of reach and he keeps his foot on the wood to keep it from swinging towards him.
“Oh Rain Blair,” he says, enjoying how her name rolls off his tongue. “Just turned eighteen. You know people never get into my house, right?”
Sitting on the ground, he tosses the purse further into the house, contents spilling across the marble flooring. “In fact, they never get past the doggy door.”
He holds up a remote, pressing a button. The door comes down on her, pressing lightly into her back.
“When it senses something trying to get inside and it’s not my dog, it locks you in place.”
“Okay, I’m sorry! Let me go and I’ll never come here again,” Blair pleads. Her dark hair falls into her face as she pushes again, groaning when she doesn’t move. “Please. I’ll do anything.”
“Well yes, you didn’t have a choice in that.”
“I’ll clean your house. I’ll–”
Max wedges a block underneath the door, careful not to scrape her knees. It’s open just enough so he can hear her moan and talk. He sets the welcome mat underneath her. It’s not the most comfortable thing to kneel on, but at least it won’t hurt her.
“What are you doing?”
“In short? I’m punishing you. It seems you girls never learn.”
“What do you–” Her sentence is cut off by a deep moan.
Just as soft as he thought they would be when he first saw them. Her lips are long and puffy, pussy already dripping wet. He could make a habit of this one.
Shaking the thoughts of the future from his head, Max runs the pad of his finger up and down, making sure to circle her clit.
“I never have to pay for sex,” he says, sitting right in front of her ass. He slaps the right cheek hard, a red mark of his fingers forming quick. Blair squeals, squeezing her legs together. “And I never have a relationship for moments like these. Adorable girls trying to sneak her way into my house.”
“Open your legs.” Blair doesn’t respond, her muscles quivering. “If you don’t open your legs, you will regret it. I suggest you do as you’re told.”
Little by little, he watches her relax and let her legs fall apart from each other.
“Good girl.”
He almost doesn’t have to play with her in order to make her wet, no her pussy is dripping with juices. The urge to stick his dick inside and see how tight she is slaps him in the face, but Max pulls back just a little, getting on his knees and sticking out his tongue.
He runs the tip of it from her hole to her clit, up and down, up and down as she moans and wiggles around him. Flatting it out, he does it again, this time sticking one finger inside her pussy.
God, pussy like this… His eyes roll into the back of his head and he loses himself in the smell and taste of the girl. Quickening his finger, he focuses his tongue on her clit, nose deep between her lips.
“Oh god, god!” She squeezes around him. “Please… please stop. I promise I won’t…” She can’t finish her sentence as he adds another finger, turning his wrist and wiggling the fingers inside of her.
“If your pussy is this amazing,” he says, coming up for breath, “I can’t imagine how your mouth is.”
But Blair doesn’t answer as her moans echo into the front hallway of the moan. She stops fighting him and he could swear she’s rubbing against him. Little slut likes it.
He laps up everything, no longer keeping a hold on himself. Turning his wrist with his palm down, he jerks the fingers into her, slowly pulls out and jerks them back in all while playing with her lips with his tongue.
“Oh god, ye-” Was that a yes coming from her mouth? It wouldn’t be the first time and his cock twitches in his pants, making it uncomfortable to kneel on the porch. With his free hand, he grasps it, moving slowly.
“This pussy Blair, this fucking pussy,” Max moans pulling out his fingers and licking her a few more times. With quick movements, Max is able to free his dick from the confines of his pants. He rarely wears boxers nowadays, just another obstacle getting in the way of him and the wet, tight pussy in front of him.
The tip of his head is pink and it springs forth, bouncing slightly. Without warning, he pushes it against her lips, dragging it up and down.
“No, no, no. Please.”
Her words are incoherent to him, a slight buzz in the back of his head as he’s entranced with his head against her wetness. Against her at all. Trailing upward, he finds the entrance and pushes it. Her walls contract around him and it feels like he’s going to explode out of her. Grabbing her hips, he takes his tip, enjoying how he scrapes against her and how her moans are getting louder and louder.
This is, by far, the best pussy he’s had in a while. And Blair herself is a little treat just waiting to be taken by him. Somehow, somewhere, he’s got to get her to become something of his. A sex slave maybe. Or just a doll.
BLAIR
Fuck, why does he feel so good? Why is her body reacting to him like this was consenual sex? Another moan escaped her lips and she finds herself no longer trying to get away from him. There’s something sexy about being taken by a man you don’t know and the man is definitely one of the most sexy men she’s seen.
The way he flippantly fingerfucked her and his tongue all over her clit.
She wants it all over her skin, deep in her mouth.
What the fuck is she thinking? Blair attempts to find a fuck to give at this moment, but all she finds is slight pain in both her hips and her knees from the position he’s kept her in. Other than that, she’s horny as fuck and wants to bounce on his cock, wants him to give it to her as hard or soft as he wants.
He smacks her ass, the pain radiating outwards and into her hips. With his cock buried in her, she finds it more pleasurable than hurtful.
“Please, can I get out of this doggy door?” she begs, pushing against it. “Please let me–”
MAX
When she begs, he slams harder into her, interrupting her sentences with the jabbing of his cock. “Let you what?” he mocks. God if only he could reach her breasts and those nipples. He doesn’t know what she looks like naked, but judging by the huge ass and waist, he expects curvy.
He loves curvy. There’s more to hang onto, more to nip at and play with.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, I’ll move you here in a moment.” Using the leverage he has with her hips, he pulls her back to meet him, ass cheeks slamming into his pelvic area. Again and again and again, his grunts filling the area like he’s moving something heavy.
She’s speechless except for some small whimpers and moans.
He’s glad for the endurance training he took the time to do. Usually with a girl, he’d fuck them and be done, tossing them cash their way to keep silent and they’d never come back. But her… now her, he doesn’t want to let go.
Nor does he want to stop fucking her.
And he doesn’t have to, but he needs to get her inside so he can explore different positions.
He pulls his cock out with an almost audible pop as the air rushes across their now exposed bodies.
“Come, get up,” Max demands, not bothering to cover his penis as he presses the button to lift the gate and allow her to crawl through into his house. “Let’s go.”
Blair is wearing that mini skirt but also a sheer white blouse, disheveled after their first fuck session. Her breasts are heavy with large areolas he can clearly see and nipples straining.
He can’t wait, not when he sees her like that. As soon as the door and gate are closed, Max rips the blouse off her, lifts her up and deposits her back onto his cock.
His teeth find one of them, nipping and sucking.
“Yes, yes like that, please,” Blair begs.
“Are you a slut?”
Blair moans, tossing her head back as he pinches her nipple with his teeth. “Are you?” His hand lifts and smacks her on the ass again, the same cheek as the last two times. “Tell me, Rain Blair. Are you a slut?”
Blair nods, her mouth caught in a silent moan.
“No, I want to hear you say it.” Wrapping his arms around her, he walks away from the wall, dropping them both onto the couch not far away and takes each leg into his hand and pounds in once. “Tell me.”
“I–I’m a slut,” she screams. “Please fuck me. I’m a slut.”
“Good girl.” He captures her mouth in a fierce kiss, her nipples rubbing against his shirt. “You’re my slut. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Good girl.”
He doesn’t want to just take her in his living room, no he wants her out in the world, publicly fucking her with her panties around her ankles and her skirt up.
Max can feel the edge of his orgasm, his balls tightening with each thrust.
Blair screams as he thrusts into her, no longer being nice. His hands and tongue is everywhere on her body, spreading hickies wherever he wants.
“You are mine,” Max growls, pushing against her as his cock pumps sperm into her. “And never fucking forget that.”
BLAIR
She can’t stop the sperm that rolls down her leg and he doesn’t let her stop and wash up. Instead he sends her back out into the world with a ruined blouse and sticky thighs. He came inside her. He came inside her.
What if she’s pregnant? God fucking damnit. She should’ve fought him more, should’ve stopped him, maybe wrap her mouth around his cock, but no…
And what’s even weirder, Max made sure to take down both her work and college address and give him her schedule for the next few weeks. She doesn’t know what he plans to do to her and that uncertainty both scared and delighted her.
“How was that fucking?” one of the girls who gave her the dare asked as she slipped out of his property. “Oh shit, look at her.” She giggles, holding her eyes towards Blair’s almost exposed breasts. “He must’ve taken a liking to you.”
And liking he did as she wouldn’t expect him to show up at her place of work, a grocery store for more fucking.