Date: Fri, 25 Jun 2010 06:40:12 -0700 (PDT) From: Demitiri Symone <demitirik@yahoo.com> Subject: Jorge Papi 21 Copyright- My name is Demitiri and I am a 19 year old Russian male and this is another time for me writing these types of stories. Please enjoy because I'd like to continue writing stories. Thoughts, comments, suggestions, or would you just want to talk? Please be gentle. Email- demitiriK@yahoo.com. I don't bite =] Notes- I hope you enjoy chapter. From now on the chapters will be shorter because I am very busy. But please send feedback :) "Do you still love me?" "Of course I do Chrissy. Why would you ask me such a dumb question?" "Because what if we just talking again so you can eventually break my heart. I already did it to you like how many times? I'm sure you want to get even." "Babe no I don't! I'm not gonna break your heart you mean the absolute world to me and I can't even see myself living without you on my side. Yes you really have done some fucked up shit to me but I don't care Chrissy. No matter what you're always going to be mine & nobody will ever change that. We're meant to be." "Aww, that was kinda nice." "That's all you have to say? What the fuck to get away from me." He wanted me to move away? Ok fine I hopped right out the bed and stood against the door. Making him think I'll leave at any second had to be driving him insane. "Jorgey cut it the fuck out, you know I loved every word you said so stop being stupid." "I'll stop being stupid when you stop being ugly." He snapped at me quickly. "Suck my fucking dick." "Come here Chrissy.. Give daddy a kiss." "I don't want to." "Did I ask what you want? Get the fuck over here and kiss me bitch." "Oh papi I love when you talk to me like that." I guess Jorge wasn't liking my slow stride over to him because he jumped out the bed and angrily grabbed my neck to toss me on the bed. Laying on top of me we just stared blankly into each other's eyes until he violently grabbed my hair and we engaged in a passionate tongue kiss. His soft full lips felt wonderful on my thin lips, his heavy and strong tongue took full power yet he maintained his tight pulling on my hair whenever my body flinched. My heart was telling me this was going to be the roughest sex of my life and I was so ready to enjoy this. Trying to disturb his ego a little bit I gently bit down on his tongue, then bit it down harder another time. "Ahh the fuck Chris!" "What happened?" "Bitch you bit my fucking tongue two times on purpose." "Woopsie." He put his mouth down to my hear and then slowly whispered.. "You ever bite my tongue again I'm gonna fuck you up. Understand me?" "No I don't understand you, BITCH!" "Oh you don't huh?!" No warning, no words, no signs. He immediately dropped his jeans and then ripped my pants off like it was nothing. My pale bubbly butt was left completely uncovered, I wasn't wearing underwear, and a part of me was somewhat scared of what he was about to do. Mind you I haven't had sex in a while so I need a little preparation. Before he could stick anything in my I reached for the headboard and tried to move away but he grabbed both my shoulders and the game was over. In just a second Jorge had shoved his entire slab of meat in my ass forcing me to scream and squirm. I tried with all my might to get away because the pain was killing me but he obviously had a lot of backed up sexual frustration. In a fury Jorge grabbed my shoulders and pushed my ass down even farther on his large cock when I could do nothing but scream my head off. The pain of having such a big dick shoved all the way inside my unprepared hole and then pounding it without mercy was unbearable. I was reduced to begging him to stop, tears started rolling down my cheeks but for some sick unknown reason I somewhat enjoyed this brutal fucking. I mean sure he had one hand on my shoulder and the other hand strongly tugging on my hair, but I'd be dammed if this wasn't the sex that most boys dream about. He started tapping his palm on my face and biting on my ear while still digging his dick deeper and deeper. Again I tried to move away to ease the pain but he just moved right along with me. The bed was intensely rocking as Jorge made it clear he was the dominant one in our relationship. "Papi stop!!! Ohh it fucking hurts soo much! Stop, please!" "Stop?? Take my fucking dick cause I ain't stopping! Take it bitch!" "Jorge w-w.. ahh." I was getting fucked so hard I couldn't even speak! "W-w-what bitch?! Shut the fuck up and take it!" Why has he never fucked me like this before? Yea he's always been a rough guy but never has he been this rough and never has he ever talked to me in such a dominating way. This was a Jorge I couldn't certainly get used to. Caught in a sea of pain I felt it slowly fading. As he continued a relentless destruction of my asshole I started to enjoy it. I tried to bounce my ass in sync with his dick but he was just way too fast, so I laid there and took it like the champ I am. I wanted to provoke him a bit so he could just go on a rampage, I know he was still holding back a little. "You trying to move bitch? Where the fuck you going?!!" Nowhere. I grabbed the headboard again to move my body and he bit the holy shit outta my shoulder. All I could do was lay motionless as his huge cock pounded me and his big full balls slapped loudly on my thighs. I couldn't talk, or form any complete words at all so I just moaned. My moaning was loud & never ending because man listen... Jorge fucked me just like that with no type of stop for damn near twenty minutes. I think this kid wanted me in a wheelchair! Suddenly he stopped and pulled out of me with a loud pop, I let out an extended sigh of relief because I thought he was done. Turns out it was just time to switch positions. "Get up you fucking slut." "Papi I can't, I have no strength right now." "Get the fuck up!" "No!!" "No?? You gonna regret saying that word to me!" Saying no wasn't a regret at all. Although I honestly didn't have the strength to get up I wanted to deny him so he could have his own ways with me. He threw my legs over his shoulder, gave me a soft kiss on the lips, and rammed his cock back inside my hole with no concern for my well being. All I could do was keep my arms wrapped around his neck and moan in his ear while he fucked the absolute life out of my ass. Jorge was going at a pace so hard and for so long I really don't think he's done anything sexual in months and he was waiting to get at me. His cock was without a doubt stretching me wide open and I fucking loved it. I loved how he pounded me despite all my pleas for him to stop or at least slow down. I loved how he pulled on my hair and slapped my face, I loved the way he was saying the dirtiest things to me, I loved how he made it very clear I was his property. "You like this shit bitch? You like the way I fuck you don't you!" "Yess.. Papi I love it.. Ahh yeaa." "Who's your daddy nasty ass bitch? Say my fucking name!" "NO!" As to why I said no instead of saying his name is beyond me. I really did enjoy him fucking me like this but now he's just gonna go even harder.. So I guess it's my fault that he went crazy and grabbed my throat and completely worked me like a dying mule. I was seriously crying but that just made him continue at that breathtakingly rough pace. He knew I was really enjoying and I knew me acting so weak made him feel like a deity. I couldn't take this pounding anymore, I felt my cock convulse and I shot out stream after stream after stream of the thickest sperm I ever saw all over our bodies. I came so hard it some of it had landed on the top of Jorge's head! He wasn't too far behind though because I felt his cock swell up and a warm liquid began to fill my hole. He finally slowed his pace to allow all his cum to be emptied inside me. Laying me on the bed but still dumping his load inside my home I felt like I found nirvana. When he pulled out I tried my hardest to push out all his cum and when I thought it was all out I looked down to see my sheet covered with a little pool of his sperm. "You still ain't answer my question Chrissy." "What was it?" "Who's your daddy?" "Oh you are of course." "You damn fucking right I am." "Now Jorge can I ask you a question?" "Sure." "Why in the world did you have to be rough??" "I haven't fucked or even jerked off since you been with Steven. Then you called me a bitch and I just lost my mind for a minute." "Well if you ever fuck me like that again" "What? You gonna do something?" "No sir." "Yea that's what I thought, now go cook me something bitch." "Anything for you daddy." Being in Jorge's house made me feel like I was home. All the nights where we fucked and then held each other until we feel asleep. How he would always leave me a good morning text message despite the fact that I always woke up to his handsome face. Or how I would always say negative things about myself and he would always get mad because in his eyes I'm the most beautiful person in the world. Being with Jorge made me wonder just what I saw in Steven. Yes he was fucking gorgeous but I don't think he liked me very much, his personality was bland, he was dumb as a bag of dirt, and hardly paid attention to me. I really do love Jorge, that's my papi after all.