The Birthday Gift Part 2

"For you to fuck me harder," I growled through clenched teeth.

"Louder, whore!"

"Fuck me harder with your big dick!"

And, just like always, she did. She dug her shimmering, crimson nails into the skin on my hips and pulled me towards her until her balls slapped against my ass like she was trying to spank me with them. She tore into me with all the strength in her long, athletic frame.

"My bitch loves my cock in his ass, doesn't he?"

I was almost breathless in the overwhelming waves of pleasure that came with each pump she gave me, but I forced myself to speak, for fear that she might just stop. "I love every inch of it."

She stopped speaking after that, but the relentless pounding continued. I knew when she stopped speaking she was close to cumming. I tightened my muscles around her dick as she exploded inside of me, sending what felt like gallons of hot, sweet jizz up my ass. I loved the warmth and stickiness that I felt inside me.

She pulled out of me, and we both collapsed into each other's arms. We held each other for ten minutes, catching our breath and simply enjoying the sensation of our sweaty, fragrant bodies pressed together. It always amazed me how tender she was right after sex, because, as you might be able to tell, she was anything but tender during it. In our life together this was really the only aspect where she was at all controlling. She thought it was sweet, almost chivalrous, how I would hold open doors and pull out chairs for her. She was unlike any other woman I had ever been with (aside from the obvious!). I chuckled to myself thinking about how I had to start dating a shemale in order to find an old fashioned gal.

Alexis noticed the smirk on my face and returned the look with a full on grin. "That was wonderful," she cooed.

"Don't sound so surprised," I said.

She ran her fingers through my hair, much more gently this time, and said, "I'm not, I'm just worried that you'll get bored. You know if you ever wanted to try something new I might be up for it.