DTFsluts – Sexy Slut Abbie Maley will get MANHANDLED by James Deen

Title: “DTFsluts – Abbie Maley’s Deliriously Debauched Debacle with James Deen”

Abbie Maley, a self-proclaimed “DTF” slut, sauntered into the dimly lit room, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She was dressed to impress, or rather, dressed to tease – a lacy black teddy that barely contained her ample assets, fishnet stockings, and garter belt attaching to the straps of her stilettos. Her auburn hair cascaded down her back in loose curls, framing her porcelain features.

Across the room, James Deen lounged on the plush velvet sofa, his piercing blue eyes incapable of hiding his desire as they raked over Abbie’s scantily clad form. “Well, well, well… Look what the cat dragged in,” he purred, his smirk revealing dimples that could charm the pants off a nun… or in this case, the teddy off a slut like Abbie.

She sauntered over, hips swaying enticingly, before climbing onto his lap, straddling him. “You know you’ve been waiting for me all day, stud. Don’t try to deny it,” Abbie cooed, as she ground herself against the growing bulge in his jeans.

James growled low in his throat, hands reaching up to grasp her hips, fingers digging into her soft flesh hard enough to leave imprint marks. “Oh, I’ve been waiting alright, but not just for you to come onto my lap. I’ve been waiting to fuck this tight little cunt until you’re a quivering, moaning mess.”

With a wicked grin, James wrapped a hand around Abbie’s throat, squeezing just enough to make her eyes widen and her breath hitch. “You like it rough, don’t you slut? You want me to manhandle you until you can’t walk straight, until you’re begging for more?” His other hand slipped beneath her teddy, fingers deftly pulling at her nipple, pinching and tugging until she gasped.

“Mmphh… Yes, fuck yes… I’m your slut, do whatever you want to me. Use me. Abuse me,” Abbie moaned, eyes glazing over with lust. James’s hands felt like brands against her skin, his dominance an intoxicating elixir she was eager to drown herself in.

Kissing her hard, James bit at her bottom lip, drawing blood that spiced their twined breaths. He ripped open her teddy, popping the straps to bare her bouncing tits, and attacked them with his teeth and tongue – suckling, biting, abusing her sensitive flesh until she was writhing on his lap.

repositioned, flipping their positions so Abbie was suddenly underneath him, pinned to the sofa. He slid down between her legs, hooking them over his shoulders, and bit the inside of her thigh hard enough to leave a mark. “Weapon D-24… with footprint stills and sloppy, sloppy A-train… Chilled cock, foot fetish, hair pulling, deep penetration, making her puke,” he muttered, checking off a mental list as his fingers delved into her wet, needy cunt.

Abbie keened high in her throat, bucking against the hand that was apparently checking off fetish boxes inside her pussy. “Fuck yes, fill me up, stretch me out…” she pleaded, only to gasp as those same fingers grabbed a fistful of her hair, yanking her head back and snarling into her ear, “Quiet, slut. You’ll take whatever I give you and like it.”

His fingers pumped in and out of her, working her over, curled to hit that special spot that made her seeing stars. But it wasn’t until those fingers were joined by another – prodding at her backdoor – that Abbie nearly screamed in pleasure,

“Holy shit, fuck… I’ve never been taken there before. You’re the first,” she panted out, trying to focus through the haze of lust that threatened to overwhelm her. “Make it good, James. Fucking wreck me.”

As if he needed to be told twice, James replaced his fingers with the head of his cock, the fat mushroom tip slowly pushing past her tight ring of muscle. His hips stilled as he battled the urge to just slam home, determined to hear Abbie say so, want this… need this.

“Tell me, slut. Tell me how much you want my cock in your ass,” James ground out, breathing heavy with the effort it took to stay perfectly still. Abbie gazed up at him with glassy eyes, panting and flushed, tits dusted with bite marks, and mustered up a pathetically needy “Please”.

“Please what, Abbie? Please, what?” James mocked cruelly with a smirk. “Please what, you dumb slut?” His cock pushed in further, sparking jolts of pleasurable pain that made Abbie’s toes curl in her heels.

“Please fuck my ass!” She begged, bucking up against him, trying to force him deeper, deeper, deeper… James let out a dark, feral chuckle that was both terrified and turned her on beyond belief. “Such a greedy little hole. I should pound this greedy little hole until you can’t even remember your own name.”

And so he did. With a punishing snap of his hips, James forced the rest of the way into Abbie’s ass, groaning at the tight, slick heat that clenched and fluttered around him. He set a fast, merciless pace, pounding into her again and again, until the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled the room.

“Fuck, James… I’m gonna… I’m gonna cum…” Abbie keened, her hands scrabbling against his broad back, nails digging in hard enough to draw blood as her climax crashed over her in record time. James only fucked her harder, growling out his own release as her greedy ass milked him for all he was worth. Abbie swore she saw stars as he filled her up with his load, his cock still twitching and spurting long after he’d gone still, murmuring “That was a good fuck, Abbie.”

They collapsed together in a sweaty, satisfied heap, Abbie weakly raising a hand to examine the bite mark James had left on the inside of her thigh. It would be a good, long while before she’d be able to walk straight again… or before she’d stop thinking about James’s dominance, the way his cock felt splitting her open, his words echoing in her ear –

“You’re mine now, slut. And I’m going to have so much fun breaking you in.”