I met this guy recently and I honestly hadn't thought much about him but he texted me asking if I wanted to go out and I was like sure why not. We had some coffee and then he asked if I wanted to go back to his place. Of course I fucking did, I didn't even want the coffee, I just wanted the sex. We went up to his apartment and the second the door is closed his whole demeanor changes. He was kind of shy and soft spoken over coffee but he stood up straighter and took my chin in his hand.

"Are you going to be a good girl?" he asked and I fucking melted. It could have been so fucking cheesy but the way he looked at me, jesus fucking christ it made me so horny. I smiled back at him.

"And if I'm not?"

He spun me around and pressed me against the wall, my wrists behind my back. He held my wrist with one hand and with the other he slid his fingers up my thigh, catching my dress and exposing more of my leg.

"I'll have to teach you how to be one," he said, his voice low in my ear. I was soaking wet at this point, I love it when a guy takes charge.

He picked me up and carried me to the bedroom. Once there he flipped my dress up and pulled my panties down. He kneeled between my thighs and yanked my hips down to him so I was practically upside down. He bent down and licked my pussy, teasing my clit and sticking his wet tongue inside of me. I squirmed in his grip as he licked me, his eyes watching me the entire time.

My knees shook and I thought I might cum right then and there but the second I got close he pulled away. I moaned in frustration but he just kept smiling as he sat on the bed and beckoned me into his lap. I sat, straddling his hips. He still had his clothes on but I could feel his hard cock through his pants. I grinded down on him, moaning as I felt his bulge against my pussy.

He brushed my hair aside and pressed a soft kiss right below my ear and then another one at the bottom of my throat. I shivered and then he slid my dress off over my head. He unhooked my bra and palmed my breasts, running his thumbs over my nipples as he pulled me closer. I was unbuttoning his shirt until he could pull it off himself and then I went for his belt.

He flipped me over onto my back, his hands pinning my wrists to the bed.

"Good girls are patient," he tsked at me. I arched off the bed, bucking my hips desperate for contact. He chuckled as he, one handed, undid his belt and unzipped his pants. He pulled his cock out and my mouth watered as I took in the sight of his thick shaft. Veins pulsed along his shaft, and a drop of precum was already beading up on his head. I spread my thighs wider for him.

"Now that's a good girl," he said as he leaned his face down against my neck and then pressed inside of me. I gasped and he muttered to me, telling me to keep going.

"You're taking my cock so well, keep going, take it all the way," he coached as he pressed deeper and deeper inside of me. Tears were in my eyes by the time he fully sheathed himself inside of me. I could barely breathe but, god, did it feel good.

His hands went to my hips, holding them as he began to grind into me.

He sped up, pumping into me and slamming his body into mine. He was still talking to me but I was on a different plane of existence at that point. I was moaning and gasping and riding the wave of my orgasm.

I came on his cock while I moaned his name. He fucked me through it, pumping into me over and over until he came to an abrupt stop. He finished inside my pussy and pumped me full of his cum.

He smiled as he dumped his load into me.

"Good girl."