Date 2

"Nope. If you want something... You're going to have to take it. I like when you get all assertive you know? You want me, then..." You trail off knowingly.

"'Bend you over'?" She guesses, still sounding unsure.

"I mean, you could give me orders. A stern, strong voice, commanding that I please you in a specific, detailed way... That sounds pretty hot, doesn't it?" You laugh,grasping the base of her cock and giving it a squeeze. "But honestly? When you get really worked up, there's this haze of lust in your eyes, and you get so pushy, so forceful... It's super hot."

"I uh..." She blushes further, reaching down to rest a hand on your wrist as you slowly stroke. "I want..."

"Nuh uh... Gotta do better than that." You tease.

"Please-"

"Nope."

"Alex..."

You giggle, leaning in and opening your mouth right near the tip, letting your breath wash over it. "Hmmm?"

"S-suck it." Her eyes are closed, her body tensed as she refuses to look. "Please suck it. T-take my f-f-fat cock right down your throat. Please."

"Hmm... Like this?" You close your eyes and lean down, taking the thick head into your mouth and sucking hard as you rub your tongue against the underside. Your hands hold the base steady as she grabs your head and pulls, guiding you down, down, down until the head pushes against your throat.

You take a deep breath, remembering your lessons, and relax as she pushes in further, fucking herself on your face. "Hmmmm~!" You hum happily, feeling your throat stretch out as you swallow rapidly around the length, fighting the urge to remove it. Tracy's long, low moan fills the room, until you feel your fingers press to your lips.

"T-that..." Tracy's lost in the feeling, staring blankly at the ceiling as her hands rest on your head. You wiggle, just enough to get her attention, to get her to look down at you and see your happy face wrapped around her length. "You... Oh... Oh fuck..."

You bob softly, just a few centimetres to tease her. Her grip strengthens on your hair, pulling up as you follow along and feel it slide out of your throat. You swallow as it goes, trying to squeeze down and prevent its escape, drawing another hissing moan from her throat. Then she shoves you back down, and the room fills with the wet smacking sounds of your throat getting fucked.

Her hips rock, thrusting upwards as she pulls your head down, her eyes scrunching shut as she plows into you, losing herself to the lust. This is the dominant, assertive Tracy that you find so overwhelmingly attractive. You've drawn her out, and now your body must handle the consequences. "Fuck, fuck, fuck." Her mantra's mostly drowned out by the other noises, her balls clenching beneath your fingers as her pace becomes erratic. You tug gently on them, teasing her, delaying her release for just a few seconds longer.

The last thrust slams against you, pressing your forehead to her stomach and holding you tightly, curling around your face as she reaches her peak. You feel it gush into you, faster and thicker than ever before, the heat running through her length as it pulses inside of your throat. This deep, you have no choice but to drink it down, like she's pouring it directly into your belly.

"That... I... You... Fuck..." Tracy pants incoherently as she pulls out, her spit and cum covered cock resting against your face. You laugh, giving it one last lick.

"I think that was definitely a 'You fuck' moment." You laugh, voice raspy and throat sore. "Satisfied?"

For a moment she lays back, eyes closed as her chest heaves and you try to catch your own breath. "No." Her words barely rise about the labored breathing, but you open your eyes to look at her in surprise. "Not done. You want me to be dominant?"

You nod, eyes wide and slightly scared.

"Turn around." She orders, rising up onto her knees, her cock looming before you. You nod again, turning around and laying face down, your hips in the air, and looking back towards her as she leans over to grab the oil from her backpack.

You brace yourself for what comes next, for the feeling of cool oil running down your crack, for the feeling of gentle fingers spreading you open. There's no static charge this time, no energy numbing the muscles to make things easier, but that's fine. As the thick head pushes forwards, as you fight to relax against it, Tracy pulling back on your hips, you feel a certain sense of satisfaction. This is how it is with Tracy.

"Hah~!" You can't help but blush at the soft moan you let out when the head pops inside, fingers clutching at the covers as you gently rock against her. You shudder, trembling as she gently rocks forward in time with you, working another inch inside at a steady pace.

"I'm... I'm gunna do it rough today." Tracy warns you, promises you. "Once I'm all the way in this sexy ass of yours, I'm going to fuck it. I'm... I'm going to fuck it proper, and you're going to love it. You're going to moan, and cum, and squeeze every drop out of me, aren't you?"

You close your eyes and nod as she slides another inch in. "Aren't you?" She repeats, until you vocalize a reply with shaky breath. "You are..." She bottoms out far too early, far too soon, her balls pressing against yours softly as her hips rest against your rear. "Ready?"

You try to shake your head, try to vocalize how nervous you are, but nothing comes out. Not in time to become anything but a squeak of surprise as she pulls back, sending a wave of pleasure across your insides. All too soon she's positioned at your entrance once more, and pistoning in.

Each time she crosses your prostate your eyes cross and stars fill your vision. Each time she bottoms out with a slap, you struggle to push back and not get bowled over. Each time she pulls back to the tip you let out a soft whine, feeling almost empty as you clench around nothing.

Time passes as she fucks, and fucks, and fucks, until your legs give out and you're laying in a pile of your own cum. "H-here it comes... I'm... I'm filling you up from both ends tonight." Tracy pants, fucking you into the mattress as her thrusts become erratic. "Y-you're going to take it. Take it all... Gunna fill you up..."

Her breath hitches with a low groan as she bottoms out for the last time, cock twitching and jumping against your insides before filling you with gooey warmth. When, at long last, she seems to be finished, she doesn't pull out. Instead, she rolls off to the side with her still lodged inside of you, holding you close as she curls up around you, nuzzling into your shoulder.

One hand comes down to grasp your cock, softly stroking it with languid movements. Each time you squirm, her length jolts inside of you, preventing you from completely calming down. "Hah... That was... Wow..." Tracy pants in your ear.

"Y-yeah..." You're... You're glad she enjoyed it. That's what this is all about, right? Just... Pleasing a cute girl. That's all.

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