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Pre-Note: Whilst there's some reasonably aggressive sex below, it's all consensual. We'd been seeing each other for two years and I was well aware of her boundaries. Enjoy without concern

I remember swaying back and forth on the train, eyes blearily focused on the unopened bottle of wine clutched in my right hand. It had been a gift from the cast at the start of the after-party, 27 hours before, and somehow had survived the ensuing hours of bacchanalian excess, travelling with me from house to pub to house to river to station, and finally across London. I had become fond of it, it was a reliable little companion.
The train lurched violently as it rounded a corner and I staggered to stay upright, angrily waving the bottle at the window like it was some kind of talisman. I could sense myself fading as we pulled into the station by Jenny's house and thought "fuck it", unscrewed the top and took a swig. It had kept me upright so far, right?
The world outside was a dull grey, sharp with wind, and I lit a menthol as I shambled my way across the street to her house. It was game time. I estimated I had an hour left before I passed out, and she was expecting an evening-long date. No time to ramp up to things gently; I had to knock her out, and fast. She was a massive feminist, but a big fan of degradation in bed. Funny how things work out that way isn't it? Normally I feel a bit silly shouting horrible things at her, but by this point in the bender all inhibitions had been thoroughly washed away in a sea of Tesco's finest 15%.
I threw the fag on the floor and took a swig of the red as I rang the bell. She answered the door with a smile and I only had a brief moment to admire her – still only chest high on me with pixie cut brown hair and full breasts in a plunging neckline – before I pulled her in for a kiss.
Her lips were soft and I felt the end of her tongue slip into my mouth before I moved away. As she opened her mouth to say hello I grabbed her arse firmly, and pointed down the hall to the bathroom.
"Get in there, take off your clothes and get in the shower. I'll be in in a minute". I paused and waved the bottle of wine at her though I'm not entirely sure why. Maybe I thought it would make me more convincing. It worked – a questioning eyebrow later, her seductive wiggle out of the hall was accompanied by the sound of water striking the bathtub and the whine of the boiler kicking in. I took a moment as I stripped to work out what the hell I was going to do. I had no idea, for instance, why I'd told her to get in the shower. Improvisation isn't my strong point.
When I got in with her the room was already steamy and her body, deliciously full and round in all the right places, was slick and wet as she rubbed it against me. The heat felt amazing and I sucked her tongue into my mouth as we kissed, one hand reaching to roughly grab her breast as the other dug its nails into her love handles. She sighed into my ear as I stopped kissing her to bite her shoulder, hard, the hand on her breast moving to pull at her nipple. It hardened as my other hand reached down and grabbed her entire cunt, before spreading her lips and rubbing two fingers gently over her clit.
I love Jenny's breasts, they're full and fat, and she whimpers and cries when I bite them, and bucks her hips when I suck on the wide pink areolas. I took them now and squeezed them painfully to two points, flicking my tongue over the soft skin and the nipple that protruded, enjoying her discomfort as they slowly turned purple from the pressure. The proof of her pain turned me on; my dick started to hang heavier and thicker as I lapped at her tits, and the growing feeling of power from between my legs made me squeeze her harder still until I suddenly stopped and sank to my knees, lifting her leg to the side of the bath and dragging my face roughly up the length of her cunt, before sucking her clit into my mouth and rubbing it with my lips and tongue, as I slipped two fingers into her.
For some reason though I wasn't really feeling the oral right then. She's never had anyone tongue her arsehole before, but I'd spent hours biting and massaging her arse as we fucked and I wanted to play with it again. Ignoring the water running over my face I put my hands on her hips and turned her round, then grabbed as much of that gorgeous, full cheek between my jaws as I could and and started to bite. Slowly at first, but then harder and harder until she whimpered with the pain, awkwardly reaching behind her to bat at my head and try to push me away. She pushed me gently at first but then more frantically as I clamped my jaws closed. I ignored her and reached one hand between her legs to carry on tugging on her pussy lips and rubbing her clit. With the other I pulled one of her cheeks open, stopped biting and aggressively started fucking her arsehole with my tongue, running it back and forth over the puckered skin there before pushing it inside her as the shower water gushing down her crack filled my mouth.
She propped herself against the wall and started gasping. For fifteen minutes I knelt there, fingers of my left hand sliding over her clit and occasionally dipping into her pussy as I ate her arse out as thoroughly as any cunt I've ever eaten, sucking that puckered hole into my mouth as she moaned over the noise of the water. From time to time I'd stop and bite her again, squeezing slowly but insistently until she tried to fight me off, and each time she moaned in pain and her hand ineffectually batted at my head my dick would throb, painfully hard.
Finally I stood up, led her to the bedroom and pushed her onto the bed, before hiking her legs onto my shoulders and sliding my prick into her soaking cunt. She held her breath and watched it sink into her, before collapsing back on the pillow as I immediately started pounding. I leant forward as we kissed deeply and I shoved my tongue into her mouth, forceful and controlling, one hand roughly grabbing and squeezing the skin on her side. Each time my dick slid out I enjoyed watching her tits as I slammed back into her pussy, loved the feeling of her cunt lips as they slid over my shaft, the feeling of her slick wetness dripping to coat my balls. Something about her body inspires me to hurt it; she's soft and almost plump and I punched the side of her breast and felt the end of my dick throb as she flinched, raked my nails down her side and felt – more so than usual – the wet slap of my balls hitting her pussy lips as she cried out. I squeezed her neck and my dick swelled fatter as she spluttered.
I reached forward and shoved my thumb into her mouth.
"Suck it"
And she did, pretty brown eyes obediently fixed on mine as she swirled her tongue around my thumb like it was the last dick on earth. I watched her for a minute or two as I fucked her, before taking my hand away, pausing and slapping her hard across her right cheek.
"You're a slut", I spat at her, "What are you Jenny?"
"I'm a slut", she gasped, and I pulled out and rewarded her by slamming in hard against her hips, trying to hurt her.
"That's right. You're a slut." I backhanded her across her left cheek, feeling the rush from the slap travel as a surge of blood straight into my prick, making it thicker, harder, stronger. "Sluts don't get to watch better men fuck them. Sluts get fucked from behind like animals, don't they."
We both knew it wasn't a question. "I don't want to see your face you stupid bitch, you're basically a cunt on legs to me. Turn over."
I pulled out and she scrambled onto her front as I shoved my prick back into her. I was laying on her, my right arm supporting my weight. With my left I grabbed the back of her head and shoved it hard into the pillow. As I started jackhammering her pussy I growled into her ear.
"You're a filthy little bitch Jenny – that's why you get fucked from behind. You're nothing but a pussy to me – somewhere hot and wet to stick my prick." I kept my voice steady and slow as I slammed my hardness quickly in and out of her. She was whimpering assent into the pillow. At least I assume she was; I couldn't make it out, nor did I really care. Her cunt was soaking. Every time I pulled out and pushed back in I could hear a damp slosh as the engorged head of my prick pushed apart her lips and sank back into her again, till my hips slammed into her from behind. I was covered in sweat; it was dripping into my eyes, running over the muscles in my thighs. On impulse I ran my tongue up the length of her back before spitting on her neck.
"You're a stupid, pointless little portable cunt. Aren't you? Aren't you!"
Sensing the end approaching I pulled her head back. "Say it! Tell me what a worthless slut you are as I pump my prick into you.Say it!"
She wailed, eyes screwed closed, hands grabbing the pillow; "I'm a slut!"
"Thank me Jenny! Thank me for my cock! Thank me for fucking you like the cheap little whore that you are". I let go of her neck, leaned backwards and pulled her with me, pumping her pussy as hard as I could, and as she wailed her thanks turned into a loud, long, wordless grunt as she came over my prick. Her arms gave out and she collapsed onto the bed as I roughly dragged pulled my iron hard dick out of her and grunted, whole body tense as I shot rope after rope of cum over her back, in between her arse cheeks, over her head and onto the bed, before collapsing next to her.
She told me the next day that minutes later when she recovered, the first thing she managed to say was "You just fucked me onto another plane of existence". It's the best compliment I ever received and I wish I'd heard it, but I had already passed out.

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