Vanessa, a stunning brunette with big, perky tits and a round ass that jiggled in her sheer black lace thong, ached to wake her boyfriend, Mike, as his filthy slut. Her thin camisole clung to her curves, nipples poking through, the thong’s straps framing her wet pussy. His dominance turned her on, her confidence aching for his control.
Under the sheets, Vanessa found Mike’s cock, half hard, his raw, musky smell flooding her senses. She inhaled deeply, moaning softly, the scent making her thighs clench. She loved how it claimed her. His strong presence made her want to call him “Daddy,” a thrill she’d started one wild night.
Her eyes locked on Mike’s, burning with lust, lips parted. She arched her back, tits thrusting forward, fingers trailing her thong, hips swaying. Her breath teased his tip, making him twitch. Then her tongue swirled circles, savoring his musk. She licked his shaft. Her big tits bounced with each move, their weight teasing him. Sucking gently, then harder, she bobbed, her moans vibrating against his cock, a low, needy hum. She mixed tongue flicks, light teeth, and a humming vibration. Mike groaned, grabbing her hair.
“Dirty slut,” he rasped.
Vanessa tossed her hair, gaze dripping desire. “Make me your slut, Daddy,” she purred, nails dragging down his chest, tits brushing his cock.
“Use my mouth, Daddy,” she begged, eyes pleading. She dove back, nose buried in his musk, gagging as she took him deep, loving it, spit dripping down her chin, pooling on her thighs. Her fingers pinched her nipples, moaning as her thong soaked. Mike stroked her cheek tenderly, then forced her head down.
“Choke on it, slut,” he snarled. His cock hit her throat; Vanessa’s pussy clenched. She felt like his toy, the control thrilling, her heart racing as he degraded her.
“I love it, Daddy,” she gasped, spit trailing, eyes gleaming, lips swollen.
“Let me taste more,” she pleaded, her tongue briefly licking his balls, moaning louder at the musky scent driving her wild. He thrust into her mouth. She writhed, hips rolling, arms stretching to show off her tits, driving him wild. His eyes darkened with desire.
Needing more, Vanessa straddled him, peeling off her camisole, big tits bouncing free, their curves gleaming with a faint sheen. She posed, one arm arched, cupping a tit, her gaze burning into Mike’s. Their shared glance sparked heat, her heart fluttering with connection. She slid her thong aside, guiding his cock into her slick pussy.
“Fuck me, Daddy,” she begged, riding hard, tits jiggling, hips grinding with a slutty rhythm.
“I’m just your filthy whore, Daddy,” she moaned, her submission fueling her lust. Mike squeezed her tits, the rough grip sending heat to her core.
“Look at those slutty tits,” he snarled, slapping them, making them jiggle harder. He spanked her ass, once, twice, the cracks making her yelp.
“Filthy toy,” he growled, another spank stinging her pink ass. Vanessa’s orgasm crashed, a tidal wave of clenching pussy, shuddering limbs, electric heat surging. She screamed, “I’m cumming!” Bliss left her dizzy, her pose trembling.
Mike yanked her down, his breath hot on her neck, spooning her, her thong clad ass against him. He ripped the lace aside, thrusting deep, her big tits swaying, brushing the sheets with each thrust. His hand squeezed her tit, his grip sending shivers to her core, spanking her again.
“My perfect slut,” he growled, biting her neck.
“You’re nothing but a whore,” he hissed, his words making her heart race. Vanessa writhed, arms stretching back to grip her hair, her gaze over her shoulder radiating desire.
“Spank your whore harder, Daddy,” she pleaded, voice raw. Another spank, then a third for good measure, his thrusts relentless, her breath hitching as pleasure built. Her second orgasm erupted, her pussy spasmed, toes curled, a primal moan tearing free as fire and lightning pulsed. Her body quaked in filthy bliss, Mike’s growl of satisfaction spurring her on.
Mike pulled out, snarling, “I’m gonna cum, slut! Suck my cock!” Vanessa spun, big tits heaving, pausing to pose, hand on hip, teasing her nipple, her whore’s smirk searing Mike’s gaze. She took him in her mouth, her silky tits pressed against his thighs, inhaling his musky scent, lust in her eyes.
“Swallow every drop like the slut you are,” he roared, yanking her hair hard, thrusting deep. He erupted, a massive load of hot cum flooding her throat, spilling in thick waves. Vanessa choked slightly, struggling to swallow the sheer volume, licking her lips with a wicked grin. They collapsed, her curves pressed against him. Mike brushed hair from her face, his touch sending warmth through her, murmuring, “Good morning, my gorgeous slut,” his possessive tone making her heart race.
