I hadn't seen Eva, nor Evan since that night two weeks ago. He came home from his conference a few days after, and they left. I waited and waited, but nothing. I stayed home; I didn't leave to go anywhere. I watched their house for any sign, but nothing.

"Elle." my mother said.

"What?" I asked, not bothering to open the door or go to her.

"We are going to the lake house for the week. Do you want to join us?" Boring.

"No." My door opened, my mother popping her head in my room. "What are you doing? What if I was naked?"

"Why would you be naked?" She asked.

Argh. Parents are the worst. "What do you want, mom?" It was rude and mean, but hello, privacy here.

"Why don't you come with your father and me? It would be good to get out of the house." Not with them.

"I don't feel like going there. Maybe next month I will and will stay a week."

"Elle, you haven't done anything since your sleepover with Eva. You've been stuck up in your room the whole time. Did something bad happen?"

"No. What could happen with two females alone. Mom, I don't want to go. Don't worry about me. I won't throw any parties or invite boys over. I will be a good girl."

"Okay, Elle." She shut my door and finally left. I watched them pack up the car and head out. I made me some dinner and sat on the couch. Flipping through the channels, I settled on a skin flick. With the surround sound, the moans filled the room. I stripped my clothes off and took my breast in my hands.

Massaging them and pinching my nipples, I watched as the black man stood behind the woman, lined his thick cock up to her ass and took her all the way. She cried out and my walls clinched. His hands took her shoulders, and he held her still as he rammed her hard.

My right hand dropped to my pulsating pussy, and I rammed three fingers in me. My eyes rolled back. It wasn't the same as the real thing, but it felt good. The woman's moans increased as the man continued his pursuit. I mimicked his movements, thrusting my fingers inside of me. My climax was building, almost to my peak, when a hand covered my mouth.

"Think I was going to let you get away with that." I couldn't scream, yell, or bite. The voice was familiar, the one I had been waiting on. Evan. He used his other hand to pull me off the couch. My body hit the floor with a thud. My hair in his hand, the other still around my mouth, he dragged me upstairs.

Evan threw me on my bed and stood over me. I was smiling, watching his chest heaving. "You want to be a dirty fucking whore, then come here and suck my cock." My mouth watered, and I licked my lips. I crawled over to him and dropped his shorts. His cock sprang free, begging me to suck it. Keeping my eyes on him, I took his shaft and lowered my head over his head.

"Ffuucckk." he groaned. I played with him leisurely, my tongue sweeping his long shaft. I scraped him lightly when I pushed his cock in my throat. I held him there, humming, letting the vibrations shoot up his body. My mouth stayed closed, holding him at his base. I got good at this, not gagging and breathing through my nose. It turned guys to mush.

Evan pulled my hair, forcing my head back. Then he smirked and rammed his cock into my mouth. I stayed still, staring at him, letting him face fuck me. I loved it. The smell of a raw man. The smell of sex mixed with sweat. And the smell, along with the taste, of a man's jizz.

He pulled out abruptly, his cock spurting his load on my face. My tongue, hanging out, tried to get as much as possible. "You taste so fucking good, Evan."

"Get on the fucking bed," he countered. I lay on my back, my ass hanging on the edge, my feet flat against the bed. He stood there, panting and breathing. My hands went down to my cunt, and I used the one hand to spread my pussy lips and the other to finger fuck myself.

Evan smacked my hands, hitting my wet pussy. My back arched. "You want me to spank that pussy, little slut." Evan took his shorts, taking the belt out slowly and winding the clasp into his hand. My legs dropped open even more as I waited.

The sound filled the void, hitting my clit with force. I yelled out, and he hit me again. I struggled to keep my hands above my head. I wanted to pinch and pull my nipples, the orgasm on the cusp. I just needed a little bit more and I would bathe Evan with my juices.

"My little whore wants to cum, does she?" I nodded hastily, hoping he would fuck me senseless. Instead, the belt hit my dripping wet pussy, in quick succession. My peak hit suddenly, and my back arched with my scream. Evan kept up with the belts, hitting me until I came back down from my high. He was standing there, naked, sweat dripping off him.

I laughed at him. Evan was pissed, his eyes trying to tell me not to play with him. "Is that all you got big boy?" I teased. "Your wife at least made it fun." Evan sprang into action, taking my ankles and flipping me over. He pulled my lower half down; my feet planted on the floor. I stuck my ass in the air and wiggled, daring him for more.

When his hands grabbed my waist, pulling me closer, I felt his large, thick cock at my ass. And a second later, he had it stretched so far, I believed he ripped me in half. His cock was planted firmly in my ass, no lube whatsoever. Evan didn't care, he roughly plunged in and out of me.

My body was on fire; pain could be felt in my toes. My yells echoed in my room and mixed with his grunts. It wasn't the first time a guy took me there, but no one as thick as Evan. "That's it slut, take my thick cock in your ass," he was saying. A hand of his moved off my hip and grabbed my throat.

Evan pulled me flush against him and slowed his pace. "How do you like this? My fat cock tearing your ass up. Ripping you apart. Tell me my little whore, how much you like it."

Panting, I managed to spit out, "Fuck me harder."

Evan laughed but resumed a faster pace. "Is that what you want? My fat cock, taking your ass. Slamming into you over and over again." It was, and I squirted out, my cum marking my bed. "That's fucking hot. Taking your ass and watching you cum on your bed." his hand tightened, and Evan roared, pumping into me, his seed spilling out my ass.

We fell together on the bed, gasping for air. We lay there, for seconds, minutes before Evan moved. I turned my head, looking over my shoulder as he went into my bathroom. I heard the toilet flush, the water turn on and then off, and Evan returned to the bed.

On his back, he eyed me, his mouth staying in a fine line. No words were exchanged, nothing needing to be said. I climbed over, licking his chest, his pecs and nipples. He tasted like sex, sweat and male. Evan's hands rubbed along my arms, back and head.

"Why don't you use that mouth on my cock. Get me hard and ride me. Show me how a dirty slut likes to be filled." I smiled, eyes locked on his and kissed my way down his body. My lips grazed his cock head, and it twitched. I kissed down his length, licking and teasing him. Evan didn't stop me; his hands rested behind his head as he eyed me.

I got to his balls and took one into my mouth. Evan had shaved, probably today, so they were soft. I took the second one and licked them, humming here and there. "Stop fucking around, my cockslut. Put it in your mouth and into your throat." I gave him a wink and, with my hands holding his base, I took him inch by inch, till all 9 inches were in my mouth. "My fucking whore, loving my fucking cock."

I sucked, going up and down his cock, using my tongue to run along his bumps and veins. "Enough," he barked, and I pulled my mouth away, making a popping noise as I let go, my saliva dripped from my mouth to his dick. "Get on me and fuck me." His demand sent shivers through me. I straddled him, and before I could help him inside me, his thrust sent his cock straight to my womb.

My head fell back with a cry. His fingers dug into my hips, his short nails leaving marks. He used me, pulling me up and down, and front to back, making me ride his cock. "Pull your lips apart. I want to watch your cunt take my cock, little whore." I abided by his commands, leaning further back so he could see. My other hand held onto his leg, and I raised my ass up slowly and back down just as slow.

Evan was mesmerized by the image, as I was mesmerized by his face. His hands took my breasts. Evan squeezed them, twisting them into his hands. The pain was great, but I loved it. "Hurt me, big boy." I said. He let them go, his left hand took a hold of my throat, and the other pinched my clit.

"I'm the fucking boss, whore. I tell you what to do." he said, venom flowing out of his mouth. "Now, shut the fuck up and ride my fucking cock." I smiled, the pressure from his hand turning me on. I slammed down onto him and repeated the movements. I clinched my myself, making Evan gasp. Up and down I went, his hands tightening when he got closer. I picked up the pace, my peak on the rise.

When Evan's thumb pressed into my throat, I threw my head back further and screamed with him. Our cum was mixed together, mine coating his throbbing cock, his dick shooting streams of jizz in me. I was thrashing along his cock, not wanting the sensation to go away. I wanted to keep him hard, keep him in my pussy longer.

But Evan wouldn't let that happen. He pushed me off and away. I laughed at him, at his struggles over what we just did. I got on my knees, wiping our mixed cum off of me. It was thick along my fingers and while eyeing Evan, I licked them clean. His eyes widened in surprise, and I got my fingers sticky again after I just cleaned them.

This time, I wiped them along my tits and put them into his face. Evan pulled me closer and devoured me. "I think I'm going to explode," I told him. His hand found my cunt and, with his fist, he shot it deep into me. I did explode, his fist fucking me wildly. This went on forever, I just couldn't stop my climax. "Take it all, you slut. Take it all," he said as his fist tried to go deeper. I whimpered and purred, only quieting down when I was done.

Evan got up, looking down at me in disgust. "I won't tell you again. This is the last time, Elle. We aren't fucking again; you aren't going to mess with Eva. Leave us alone." he dressed quickly and left me spent, laying on the bed.

I got up when I heard the door shut and turned off the recording I made.

Think again Evan. Think again, I mumbled to myself.