She Was Doing Makeup When He Came Over and Fucked Her.

Title: When Makeup and Passion Collide

She was seated at her vanity, applying her makeup with meticulous care, when she heard the doorbell ring. With an exasperated sigh, she glanced at the clock, wondering who could be disturbing her precious primping time. Batting mascara-coated lashes, she sauntered over to the door, tightening the sash of her flimsy silk robe as she went.

Pulling open the door, she found herself face to face with heranova boyfriend, and the look in his eyes told her everything. His gaze roved hungrily over her curves, barely concealed by the gossamer fabric, and before she could utter a word, he was upon her.

Backing her into the apartment, he kicked the door shut behind them. She gasped as his hands grabbed her, one tangling in her thick hair, the other roughly squeezing her breast. “Mmm, you can’t even wait to get your clothes off before you grope me,” she purred teasingly, even as her own desire began to rise. “I was just getting ready to go out…”

“Fuck that,” he growled, his fingers deftly untying the sash of her robe and pushing the garment off her shoulders. It slithered to the floor, leaving her naked before him. He took a moment to admire the sight – her ample tits sitting high and pert, their rosy nipples hardening in the cool air; the smooth, hairless mound between her thighs; the cascading hair framing her gorgeous face.

Without warning, he lifted her by the waist and set her on the nearby table, sending bottles of perfume and makeup tumbling to the floor. He stood between her open thighs, caressing their softness as their gazes locked intensely. She knew what was coming and didn’t want to stop it.

Her fingers fumbled at the button of his pants, freeing his thick cock. It sprang forth, angrily red and leaking at the tip. She wrapped her hand around it, stroking slowly as she watched his reactions. His head fell back with a low groan and his hips began to thrust into her fist. She leaned in, licking her luscious lips.

Just before she could wrap her mouth around him, he grasps her hair and tugs her head back. She whimped slightly, her eyes widing in surprise mixed with excitement. “I hope you got your energy up, because I’m not going to be gentle,” he warned darkly. Then his mouth crashed against hers in a brutish kiss, his tongue invading her lips.

His teeth nipped at her bottom lip as he pulled away. Holding her torso flush against his, he pivoted their bodies and bent her over the table. She shivered at the exposure, her legs trembling slightly as she spread them wider. Perfect pink soles of her feet pointed towards him, and he grasped one ankle in each hand.

He brought the head of his cock to her dripping entrance, rubbing it languidly along her slit. A choked moan escaped her and her lower body began to undulate, trying to draw him inside. With one powerful thrust, he hilted himself in her tight sheath, burying his thick shaft to the root.

“Yesss,” she hissed through clenched teeth, her nails raking gouges down his back as he began to pound into her. Her palms flattened against the cool wood of the table as she braced herself for his onslaught. “Fuck me! Harder!”

He obliged, gripping her hips with bruising force as he pistoned into her. Wet smacking sounds of their union reverberated through the room, punctuated by the lewd slurping of her pussy being pummeled. Her tits swung heavily beneath her as she began to bounce back against his thrusts, her ass rippling from each impact.

The sting of his palm slapping against her ass cheek made her cry out before he was stroking her slit, thumb grinding against her clit. She whimpered needily, the stimulation pushing her closer to the edge. She needed to cum so badly.

Looking over her shoulder, she could see the perverse delight on his face as he watched her pussy swallowing his cock like a greedy whore. hunt she came hard, thighs clamping around his trapped shaft. Her cunt fluttered and clenched, milking him for all he was worth.

Not wanting to be left behind, he continued his relentless slamming into her. Each slap of balls brought him closer, and with one final thrust, he exploded inside her. Great jets of his hot seed pumped into her, painting her womb white and dripping out around his base. They both moaned through their climax, shuddering with the intensity of it.

Finally emptied, he softened inside her, his softening cock slipping from her abused hole. A mess of their combined juices oozed out and down her thighs, making a puddle on the floor beneath her. She was a wrecked, satisfied mess.

With trembling limbs, she stood on unsteady legs. Moving to the mirror, she examined her appearance in shocked amazement. Pulse pounding in her ears, make up smeared, hair wild; she looked absolutely debauched. It was a wonder she could still stand, let alone walk.

After all, she’d started out only wanting to look pretty…now she was a woman who’d just been fucked raw. A smile tugged at her lips; she could get used to this.