“Is this what youwant?” I said, my tone harsh. “Me smacking you around while I fuckthe shit out of you?”

She nodded. “That’s exactly what I want,”she said, her entire body red from exertion.

I took a break from slapping her to slide myhands under her hips and lift her backside up, giving me moreleverage. She hooked her arms around her legs without being told,holding herself in position while I hammered away at her, my bodyslamming into hers with all my weight.

My free hand went up to her throat andstarted choking her while my other continued smacking away at hertits, both of which had turned bright red under the assault.

“What about this?” I said.“Do you want this too? Me choking you while I pummelyou?”

She nodded, her eyes wide, her groansmuffled from the lack of air.

I released her throat and grabbed theunderside of her thighs and pressed them down onto the bed, openingher up even more, allowing me to blast her even harder. I gave hermy full weight with every thrust, making her squirm underneath meas I slammed my cock into her with a previous untappedaggression.

For some reason I was more pissed off by heracquiescence than her earlier reluctance. Or maybe I was just madthat she’d manipulated the situation to her advantage once again.Not that it mattered what my reasons were. The only thing thatmattered is that I was giving her what she wanted and getting whatI wanted in return. And I was certainly getting what I wanted.

Looking down at Jamie’s tanned, tight, tinylittle body and perky tits while I hammered away at her made merealize just how lucky I was. I was fucking a ridiculously hot18-year old freak in ways that I’d only ever dreamed about. Whatthe hell did I have to be mad about?

For some reason, viewing things with thisnew perspective brought me right to the edge of orgasm. Where justa few moments ago I wasn’t really anywhere near cumming, now I wasjust a couple seconds away from it. And there was nothing I coulddo about it but warn Jamie.

“Cum inside me,” she said,once I’d let me intentions known. “I want your cum inside mypussy.”

So I did, squirting my seed inside her lessthan five seconds later. Once the initial bursts were done, Islowly moved against her, draining my cock of the last of its seed.Even once I was completely finished I stayed inside Jamie, catchingmy breath, afraid that I moved too quickly I’d fall down.

Eventually I pulled my cock out of her pussyand flopped down onto the bed next to her.

“Sorry that was soabrupt,” I said after a couple moments of silence punctuated onlyby heavy breathing from the both of us.

“It didn’t seem thatabrupt to me,” she said. “Besides, after that much quality foreplayit doesn’t really matter how long you’re inside me before you pop.I had my share of the fun long ago. Everything at the end was justa bonus.”

I laughed under my breath. “I’ve neverreally thought of it like that,” I said.

“I have to admit, I’mpretty impressed,” Jamie said. “You really stepped up today. Ofcourse, you didn’t quite go as far as I would haveliked—”

“Not as far as you wouldhave liked?” I said, sitting up to face her. “You’ve got to bekidding me. I treated you like shit all night.”

She shrugged. “What can I say, I’ve got veryspecific tastes.”

I stared at her for  a moment thensnorted and shook my head. “Silly me, I thought I was pushing youtoo far.”

“There’s no such thing astoo far,” she said. “But the last thing I want you to do is take itthe wrong way. You were incredible tonight. You’ve come closer togiving me what I want than anyone else ever has. Certainly anyother man.”

“Well at least that’ssomething,” I said, half-sarcastically.

“It is something,” Jamie replied. “A bigsomething, actually. For once, I feel like I’ve found a man that’son my same wavelength.”

It should have concerned me that a crazy18-year old fuckslut considered me on the same wavelength as her,but it didn’t. It was too exhilarating to be worrisome. And moreimportantly, it meant that we’d be having more nights like tonighttogether. A lot more.

“Well, one of these nightshopefully I’ll be able to take you where you want to go,” Isaid.

“That’s my hope too,” shereplied. “And to that end, I’ll have to invite you over next timeCarrie pays me a visit. Then I’ll show you how toreally dominate awoman.”

“Who’s Carrie?”

“One of my friends. She’san amazing sub. The best.”

“So you do to her what Ijust did to you?”

“Hell no,” Jamie said.“I’m much more brutal with her than you were with me.”

I laughed and shook my head. “I’d like tosee that.” I was starting to get hard again just thinking aboutit.

“I’m sure you would,”Jamie said. “I might even give you a taste of her when I’mfinished.”

“Sounds like a plan tome.”

“I’ll set it up,” shesaid. “She gets back into town next week. Do you think you can getfree?”

“For that? Hell yes. Justtell me when.”

“I’ll let youknow.”

“I’ll bewaiting.”

She flashed me a smile. “I know youwill.”

#####

PUNISHING THE EX

Steve Tolleson was on the couch watchingSportsCenter when the doorbell rang. He turned the TV off, took adeep breath, walked over to the door and opened it.

Standing on the porch was his soon-to-beex-wife Shyla, wearing a low-cut top with no bra, cut-off jeansthat barely covered her private parts, high-heeled sandals and moremakeup than anyone this side of a pornstar.  She looked everybit the slut she was when he’d first married her five years ago,from her surgically enhanced face (paid for by him) to her jetblack hair to her fake tits (also paid for by him) to her washboardabs to her perfect tan to her long slim legs. Which was one of themany reasons why this day had been inevitable from the verybeginning.

“What are you doing here?”Steve said.

“Don’t give me that shit,”Shyla said. “You called me over here.”

“Oh yeah. Whyagain?”

“You said were going tosign the divorce papers,” she said. “Remember?”

“I said that?”

“Stop fucking around,Steve. If this was just your idea of a joke—”

“Nah, I’m just messingwith you,” Steve said. “Come on in.”

“Do I have to?”

“If you want those paperssigned you do.”

“Fine,” she said, walkinginto his little one-room apartment with disdain in hereyes.

He didn’t blame her. He knew the place was ashithole but it was all he could afford right now, especially sincehe was still paying the mortgage on the 3000 square foot 5 bedroomhouse they’d bought four years ago. A house that Shyla wascurrently living in due to a previously ill-fated attempt on hispart to save their marriage.

She made her way to the living room, whichhad remains of last night’s pizza and some empty beer cans lying onthe coffee table. Steve paid her look of disgust no mind anddropped his ass on the couch.

“Have a seat,” hesaid.

“No thanks,” Shylareplied. “So are you going to sign these papers orwhat?”

“Are you sure aboutthis?”

“Of course I’m sure. I’veonly been asking you about it for six weeks now.”

“Six weeks?” Steve said.“Seems more like six months.”

“No,” Shyla said. “I’veonly been dreaming about a divorce for six months. But the papershave only been waiting for six weeks.”

“Six months? That’s it? Ifigured you’d been dreaming about it longer than that. Ever sinceyou started fucking that guy on the side. What was his nameagain?”

“You know damn well hisname is Harry.”

“Oh yeah,” Steve said.“Dirty Harry. The man with the magical dick that makes my wife dothings she’d never done before in her life.”

“I’d done them before,”she said. “Just not with you.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you usedto do them all the time.”

“Whatever,” she said. “Ididn’t come hear to argue.”