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Looking to my right, I was still somewhat shocked at her beauty. With her perky tits and curvy body, Mia is a total bombshell. She had a very deep shade of red lipstick on, and she was wearing a blue top that was showing a lot of her breasts. The mini skirt she wore accentuated her shapely legs and fine ass. I gazed and thought how such a perfect creature could exist.

“Jesus, Chris, what the fuck are you staring at? Are you gonna light that bowl or what?” Mia croaked out. 

I quickly lit the glass piece I held between my lips and deeply inhaled the headies emanation. 

Holding in my breath, I quickly passed the piece back to Mia before she got any more impatient with me. Upon exhaling, the usual taste of blueberries filled my throat, and the long day of classes melted away.

“Fuck… this is godly… where did you pick this up?” I questioned.

“Davis got this last night. I figured you’d enjoy it.” Mia replied. She wasn’t wrong. After a long week of intense classes a bowl cruise was all I had wanted to close out the week.

“This bowl is cashed, you wanna spark another?” Mia asked.

“Nah, I don’t really feel like it.” My rejection of the weed had more to do with the fact I was already unbelievably horny, and weed just increased that then not wanting to get any higher. Mia, however, smoked another to her dome. We put on “Dazed and Confused,” got food for the munchies, and let the high course through our bodies.

After various greasy snacks and a movie, we popped in “Harold and Kumar Go To White Castle” as our last stoner movie of the night. I was beginning to feel the headies wearing off, so Mia and I sparked one more as the movie began. After cashing that bowl, Mia paused the movie and walked away. 

I sat on the couch, nearly incapacitated, confused what Mia was up to, but shortly she returned carrying a handle of Bacardi 151 and a half-full bottle of Jack Daniels.

“I figured you’d want some, you know?” She explained while tossing me the Jack Daniels.

She took a swig from the 151, and gasped as she swallowed. “Fuck that’s good!” She exclaimed. I nursed my Jack Daniels, not really feeling like I needed it, watching the movie with the bare minimum of attention. 

When the scene with Freak Show’s wife came on, I felt myself getting hard. Worried Mia would notice my penis standing at attention, I glanced over at Mia. 

Apparently, I had nothing to worry about because her eyes were closed, she was biting her lower lip, and she was emitting barely audible moans. Realizing what she was doing under the blanket, I gasped. My gasp shocked Mia out of her state of ecstasy.

“What’s wrong?” She asked, feigning innocence. Searching my brain for an excuse of any worth proved exceedingly difficult at the moment, either because of the weed or what I had just viewed.

“I, uhh, I was just, umm… Uhh, this will sound really embarrassing, but Freak Show’s wife just, uhh, got me really hard,” I stuttered.

“Really?” Said Mia, “Are you sure that was it?” She eyed me with the type of look I had to catch myself not to give her at all times. It was a look of unbridled sexuality, and my brain couldn’t comprehend even the poorest of lies.

“No… I heard you, and I, I…” I trailed off.

“You want me, don’t you?” She paused the movie, took another swig from the 151, and continuously eyed me. Then, she decided to be bolder, reaching for the bottle of Jack Daniels, which was conveniently resting on my hard-on. Lightly grazing my member through my jeans, Mia picked up the alcohol and breathlessly said, “I’d love a taste… of your alcohol.”

My pelvic region was on fire, and I was shocked but I tried to be suave. “Well then,” I said, “I think you should taste… ANYTHING you want to.” I gave her a look of what I hoped was lust. Mia took a small sip of the whiskey, laid it down on the table, and crawled across the length of the couch until she was crouched over me, her breasts tantalizingly near to springing out of her top and smacking me in the face. She must have stealthy removed her bra earlier when she got up to get the bottles of alcohol. 

She proceeded to grab and tug at my member through my jeans. “I think I’ll take your advice then.” She said, sliding her knees to the floor. She moved her hands to my hips and positioned me directly in front of her face. Her hands fumbled with my button and zipper on the jeans, but eventually she pulled my jeans off to expose my erect member, poking through the flap in my boxers which Mia readily accepted into her mouth, before rapidly beginning sucking me off.

I had been subject to many blowjobs before, but as she used her tongue to run up and down the underside of my member, I was in the most pleasurable position of my life. My head rolled back in pleasure, my arms, legs and chest felt perfect with the mix of weed and this perfect blowjob. 

Mia’s tongue was swirling around the head of my penis as her lips moved up and down. She was quickly drawing me closer to the verge of no return. 

As the ravenous blowjob continued, Mia’s thick, full lips glided over my wet cock. Every part of my body was electric, and soon I could feel my penis ready itself for orgasm. As if through kinetic wondered, Mia took me out of her mouth and began to jerk me off while flicking the head of my member with her tongue occasionally.

She used her free hand to release her breasts from her bra. Seeing her hard cherry red nipples staring back at me, I couldn’t hold off any longer.

“OH FUCK, I’M GONNA CUM!” I yelled. Mia began to encourage me.

“Ooh yeah Chris, give it to me baby, I want your sticky load all over my face and tits…” No match for the dirty talk, I began to cum. 

I shot the first rope right into Mia’s receptive mouth. The second strand hit her in the hair, while the third blasted her chin and the fourth got her breasts. Swallowing every drop in her mouth, Mia proceeded to smear the cum on her breasts together.

Of course, I wasn’t going to stop at a blowjob. I wanted to ram my tight little pussy. I gently stroked my cock back to life as I stared at her cum soaked face and chest. 

“Sit on it,” I ordered. as I shook my cock back and forth in front of her face, ready to take charge of what was gonna happen next.

“W-wait…” she replied, unsure how to finish the sentence. Mia was both alarmed, but also understanding that this hadn’t come out of nowhere. She’d been the one that initiated this at the beginning. She wondered I was gonna be satisfied with just I blowjob. She didn’t, until this very moment, suspect how long and how intently I had been quietly pining away for her.

“Shhhh…” I whispered, with my pointer finger of one hand pressed to her lips and with the other hand holding her tightly around the back of her neck. I pull her forward. 

My cock nestled between her soft tits. I pushed her tits back around my cock and continued pumping between her massive tits, enjoying their warmth and pinching her nipples. 

Mia forced a smile and began bargaining with me hoping that cumming across her chest would satiate me enough that she wouldn’t be forced to get any more intimate tonight. 

Instead of pleasing me, her fake attitude had an opposite effect. I was infuriated. How was this slut gonna placate me with a simple titty-fuck when I had witnessed who else she’s had in her dorm room and heard her wailing through these wall?

“I can smell your heat,” I hissed. “I want to be inside you.”

Mia let out the breath she’d been holding and whined. My words sent a shiver down her back, which released a smoldering flush of heat between her legs. 

I shoved her backwards, pinning her to the floor with all of my weight. I located my mouth just above Mia’s ear. 

“I want to fuck you raw.” I said in a hoarse whisper.

With my last remark, Mia felt the distinct tingle of her pussy getting wet. 

Mia could feel her body betraying her, but regardless of that she was terrified. I wasn’t the Chris she had known as a friend. 

Mia’s panicked mind had been made frozen from the violent desire in my voice. If she knew if she tried to run she’d have had no chance.

She tried to beg but all she could mutter was, “Chris…” Mia’s voice was weak and pleading. I took that as a submission of defeat.

“Don’t be afraid. I know what you want, baby, don’t worry.”

Mia was shocked by how desire and lust had changed my appearance. Suddenly, I had an air and a presence about me. She thought how long it would take for her juices to begin running down her thighs.

Mia turned her face away, eyes closed, wanting it all to go away. She was mortified. How could she be turned on by this? She felt dirty and filthy.

I saw the turmoil inside her. I knew. “Do you trust me?” 

Mia squirmed, weighing my menacing behavior and stern earnestness. Mia refused to meet my eyes, choosing instead to leave them shut as her mind raced. But I wasn’t gonna let that one go. 

“Don’t you want me?”

But what the hell could Mia say to that? Silence hung in the air for a long time. I wanted an answer.

Mia contemplated her situation. Trembling all over, she decided the safe course of action was to simply nod..

“Baby, that won’t do.”

She lifted her head a little, looked at me gingerly and managed a whining, scared, “Yes.”

“Good,” I said grinning wickedly. She was like a doll as I slowly, piece by piece removed her remaining clothes. I kissed every inch of skin I revealed, murmuring dirty things, inhaling her scent, nuzzling her neck, licking, whispering, biting. 

Mia had awakened a wolf inside me. One who was hungry to feed and the goofy stoner friend she knew faded into the background. 

The mixture of rough and sweet caresses woke up Mia’s senses. She shivered, panting and moaning from the slightest touch, as I went on exploring her body. By the time all her clothes were gone, her body wished I could envelope her, touching all her parts at the same time. 

Her nipples were hard and sensitive, willing for my touch. Yips of pleasure escaped her throat as her body ached, waiting for me to move down, to where it needed attention the most.

“Are you wet for me, baby?” I asked as my finger stroked her, slowly savoring the moment. Sliding my finger around the pool of wetness. I heard the slick sloppy sound of her barely contained juices, now released, and spread it everywhere. She emitted a loud satisfied sigh slow discovered how her body reacted to me.

“What do you want baby?” As I kept stroking her, running my finger through hrr glistening pussy.. “I can fill you up and I can make you scream. Is that what you want?” 

I applied pressure against her thighs and I opened them, giving me access to use her.

Mia wailed in ecstasy, but still refused to bring herself to answer me, to admit to either one of us that her body needed to have me penetrate her.

Mia’s cunt was contracting in expectation, as if speaking the words her mouth wouldn’t utter. She needed me. 

I placed two fingers on her clit, one on each side. I slid them back and forth in discord, teasing, never pressing her clit between the two. Mia’s heavy breathing paced up to loud whining gasps. I started dipping my finger in her, at all times one quick dip, no deeper than an inch, and an agonizing long pause until the next one. 

Tensing up, she sank the fingers of her right hand in my upper arm while her other hand grabbed at the carpeting. Whenever she lifted her hips to meet the finger I’d slap her on the hip. I kept it up for so long Mia couldn’t take it anymore. 

She moaned my name and as I simply kept goating her to tell me what she wanted. I wanted her to beg and I could tell she was getting desperate enough to do it. Her body needed me to deliver on all the promises of his touches. Mia could feel every square millimeter of membrane inside her cunt itching for me to fill her up.

I positioned myself between her legs. “You like to be pinned down?” She could feel my cock on the entrance of my pussy. “You like to be controlled?” She whined. “You like to be used?” With every word she twitched as a spasm of dirty pleasure washed over her. “You want to be forced? You want to be hurt? You want to be helpless?” My voice was a guttural snarl, angry and menacing and she was so wet there was a trickle down her crack and a wet stain forming in the carpet. 

“Chris, please,” she tried. “I want you.”

“Not good enough. Look at me!”

She does. There’s anger in her eyes that I’d made her admit it out loud. Admit that she loved me dominating her. She snapped, “I need you in me,” and more meekly, “Fuck me, please.” I let out a wordless growl, and before she had finished her desperate please, I buried myself in her with one forceful thrust.

I was wound up, horny, and steaming. She stretched her thighs ever wider to let me penetrate her deeper and I began fucking her relentlessly. No matter the position, I found methods to reach just a little too deep and pound just a little too hard. 

She yelped as I banged her harder and deeper with every stroke of my cock. I turned her this way and that, rearranged her to my liking, not caring how awkward a position it was for her. I fucked her from uncomfortable, painful angles she didn’t know were feasible. From the floor, to over the couch, to the table and against the wall. Nevertheless she liked how it hurt when it hurt, because she was mine to hurt. Moaning in pain beneath my body only made her want more. She was at my mercy.

Sometimes, when I really pounded her, her  hands would instinctively shoot up to protect herself. I would grab her wrists in one hand, and bend them forcefully behind her until she stopped struggling. 

“Chris, please let me come. I need to come.”

Her pleas only encouraged me to bang her especially hard and made her wail in pain. I clamped my hand on her mouth and growled in my ear, “Does my little girl wants more? Because I’m nowhere near finished yet.” I adjusted my position so I could reach her clit. “Go on baby, come for me.”

I had kept her aroused for hours and within one minute of needy strokes she cried out in pleasure, her pussy spasming. I quickened my pace and while she was moaning and wailing as her climax ebbed. 

I rammed into her making an indescribable animalistic noise, and shot my load up her thoroughly used pussy. She loved the primal feeling of being marked as my property by having my seed in her. She cherished the sensation of being filled with something that came from inside me, from my deepest urges.

NSFW: yes

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