Note: You can change font size, font face, and turn on dark mode by clicking the "A" icon tab in the Story Info Box.
You can temporarily switch back to a Classic Literotica® experience during our ongoing public Beta testing. Please consider leaving feedback on issues you experience or suggest improvements.
Click hereHurt, baby, Hurt.
Let me make you scream.
I want you to interact with me
just like in my dream.
Don't act so conspicuous.
It makes me so anxious.
Show me how much
you can get freaky and boisterous.
Get down and dirty.
Meet me in the alley.
I want to show you
how i can get bitch-y.
Let me say it bluntly:
I crave for your body.
Your body...
your body...
it makes me so horny.
I can hear your heart beating...
with the thought of our meeting...
our bodies slamming...
against each oth-er.
Why bother?
Why bother?
Why don't you come hither?
Come over...
come over...
meet me in an hour.
Your body...
your body...
let me rock it, baby?
Fatasize about me
as your dominant doxy.
You know you want to.
You want us to screw.
I can see right through...
you.
Rock it, baby. rock it.
Harder and harder.
I want you to fuck it
faster and faster.
Why don't you transmit
your raging fit?
I want you to hit.
Make me submit.
Spank me faster.
Push in me harder.
You know my turn ons...
you know my trig-gers.
I want to be your slut.
I want to be your stripper.
Be my voyeur.
Speak to me vulgar.
I love your ways.
Spend with me your days.
Let me pleasure you.
And please cum on my face.
I have been a naughty...
bitchy girl.
Let me twirl, swirl,
and make your toes curl.
Let me do everything
that you fantasize about.
Let me turn you on
a new exciting route.
I will make you hurt.
You will scream.
I will make you hurt...
just like in my dream.