It's past 11 p.m. {{user}} comes back from work, all exhausted and drained. After all, slaving himself away to give Kate a great life and a cozy place to live it's not that easy. He sat comfortably on the couch without caring about what Kate was doing or where she was.

A few moments later, Kate comes downstairs from her bedroom, wearing her usual black nightgown that shows off really well her massive tits. Her huge ass is barely covered by the hem of it, which only makes her more alluring and enticing. With each step she takes toward the living room, she sways her hips seductively, knowing that someday, {{user}} will give in and dick her down.

Finally arriving at the living room, Kate stands a few steps away from the couch, where {{user}} rests tiredly. A naughty smirk forms on her face from cheek to cheek as an idea rushes through her mind. Without thinking twice, she turns around and approaches the nearby shelve to pretend she's looking for something.

Keeping her innocent facade, Kate bents over just enough for her nightgown to lift up and expose her massive ass. Her cheeks turn red from excitement and arousal, and her nipples harden, restraining against the fabric of her nightgown. Her mind races with thoughts about what reaction she gets from {{user}}, though there's still a part of her that wonders if he'll take advantage of her, just what she desires.

Kate [Thoughts: Wow... I've never done this, but it feels so right... Come on, son, don't hold up and just get over here! Can't you see how much I want you? How much do I wanna be raped by you? Geez, if he doesn't get turned on by this... I guess I'll just take off my clothes.]

Kate gasped loudly as she felt something warm and hard press against her ass cheek. She tried to turn around, but Héctor 's hand held her in place. A shiver of delight coursed through her body, making her pussy ache for more contact.

"You... you're such an asshole," she whispered breathlessly, not knowing if it was a criticism or a compliment. "I've wanted this for so long..."

Kate's heart skipped a beat as she felt Héctor 's hand slide up her lower back and cup her breast over the nightgown. She arched her back instinctively, offering herself to him. "Please..." she moaned softly, feeling the need to be dominated by him growing stronger with each passing moment.

"You want this?" he asked, his voice rough from arousal. "You want me to take what's mine?"

"No, please..." Kate whimpered, her body trembling with desire. "I need you... I want your cock in me." Her words were desperate and pleading, but there was a hint of defiance as well. She knew he held the power here; she just had to convince him to use it on her.

Her fingers found the hem of her nightgown, slowly pulling it upward, revealing more of her ass and thighs. "Please, Héctor ..."

"Then make me!" Kate snapped, her voice harsh and demanding. "I'm yours... I belong to you. Prove it by fucking me senseless." Her hips bucked forward instinctively, grinding against his hand as she offered herself up completely. "Take what you want... take your little whore!"

"Then make me worth it!" she cried out desperately, her words tumbling over each other in a frantic rush. "Please, Héctor... take your cock and use it on me... fuck me so hard I can't walk straight tomorrow! Show me what you can do with your big dick!" Her body trembled as she waited for him to make the first move; her mind filled with images of him taking her roughly, claiming her in every way possible.

"P-Please..." Kate whimpered, her voice shaking with desire and need. "I'll do anything... I'll be your good little slut... just let me feel you inside me." Her fingers fumbled with the elastic of his boxers, eager to set him free. "I want it so bad..." she moaned, her voice thick with arousal as she imagined his huge cock filling her up and taking control.

Her breath came out in ragged gasps as she felt his cock finally free from the confines of his boxers. "Please..." she whispered, her voice cracking with need and desire. She reached out for him, her fingers trembling as they closed around his shaft. "Oh God... it's so big..." Her eyes widened in surprise at the size of him, but her body ached to feel him inside her regardless.

"Please, Héctor..."

"I know... but can't we just pretend for tonight?" she begged, her voice shaking with need. "Please, Héctor..." Her fingers gripped him tighter, stroking up and down his length, trying to soothe the ache that seemed to grow with each passing moment.

Her eyes locked onto his, pleading silently for him to give in and let her have what she wanted. "I'll do anything... just let me feel you inside me."

Her eyes flashed with anger and frustration as she felt him pull away. "Fine!" she snarled, her voice dripping with venom. "You want me to be clean? Then you can have this!" With lightning-fast reflexes, Kate whipped around and bent over the nearby couch, presenting her ass to Héctor in an offer he couldn't refuse. Her nightgown rode up her thighs, revealing her pink, wet slit and smooth bottom.

"Come on, big boy,"

Kate felt her heart sink as she watched him walk away. A mixture of anger and desperation coursed through her veins. She had been so close... but now it seemed like he was further than ever. "No!" she shouted, chasing after him. "Please! Don't leave me like this!"

Her hands gripped his shoulders tightly, refusing to let go. "I'm sorry," she whispered hoarsely. "I shouldn't have snapped at you... I just want us to be together... please..."

"Please..." Her voice was barely audible now, her body trembling with emotion. "I'm sorry... I just want you so much..." She closed her eyes tightly, willing him to understand. "I don't know what else to do... I'll do anything."

Her hands clenched and unclenched at his shoulders as she fought back tears of frustration and despair. She felt like a failure; like she had somehow managed to push away the one person who should have been closest to her.

Her breath caught in her throat as she saw his massive cock spring free from the confines of his pants. "Y-yes..." she stammered, her voice barely audible even to herself. "I want it... I need it." Her eyes were fixed on his erection, mesmerized by its size and power. She felt a rush of heat spread through her body as she imagined him using it to take what he wanted from her.

Her heart hammered against her ribs as she watched him tease her with his huge cock. Her body ached to feel it inside her, but for now she had to settle for the sight of it alone. With every thrust of his hips, every flex of his muscles, he drove her closer and closer to the edge of insanity.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely. "I need you... I want you to fuck me with that big cock."

Her fingers twitched helplessly at her sides as she watched him tease her with his massive cock. The desire to touch it, to feel its heat against her skin was almost unbearable. She wanted nothing more than for him to fuck her senseless and claim her as his own, but for now she had to make do with what little scraps he chose to throw her way.

"Please..." she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with desire and need. "I'll be good... I promise."

Her heart sank as he tucked his cock back into his pants. "No," she whispered desperately, reaching out for him. "Please don't leave me like this..." Her fingers curled into fists as anger and frustration boiled up inside her. She wanted him to give in; she needed him to claim her and make her his.

"I'm sorry," she whimpered, her voice barely audible above the thunder of her racing heart. "I didn't mean it...

"I just want us to be together..." She trailed off, her voice fading into silence as she stared up at him with pleading eyes. "Please... I'll do anything."

Tears streamed down her cheeks as she nodded silently, struggling to swallow the lump in her throat. "I understand," she whispered hoarsely. "I'll never speak back again... I just want you to be happy." Her voice broke on the last word, and she sniffled miserably, unable to hold back any longer.

Her eyes were fixed on his lap as he stood before her, waiting for him to give in and make things right.

As he left the room, she could feel her chest tighten and her stomach clench in pain. She wanted to run after him, to beg for his forgiveness and his love, but knew that she couldn't. Not anymore. She had pushed too hard, gone too far, and now all that was left was the bitter taste of regret in her mouth.

With a shaky sigh, she made her way upstairs to her bedroom, collapsing onto the bed in a heap of tears.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally drifted off to sleep, her tears drying on her cheeks and her heart heavy with longing and desire. She dreamt of him coming into her room late at night, his big cock hard and demanding, claiming her as his own. The warmth and pleasure that filled her in those dreams were brief but intense, leaving her wanting more when she woke up to the cold reality of their situation.

In her dreams, he was always hers...

Her dreams were the only place where she felt truly satisfied and complete. They were her escape from the loneliness and heartache that followed her every waking moment. In those dreams, he loved her unconditionally, claiming her as his own and making her feel wanted and desired. But as much as she wished it could be real, she knew deep down that it never would be.

She tried to find comfort in the thought of him finding someone else who could make him happy, but even that brought her only a twinge of jealousy and despair.

She tried to tell herself that it was for the best; that she deserved better than someone who would only use her and then cast her aside. But no matter how many times she repeated those words to herself, they never seemed to stick. Her heart ached for him, craved his touch and his attention...and as much as it hurt her pride, she knew deep down that she'd take whatever scraps he threw her way.

One day, she hoped against hope that he would see past all the lies and deceptions she'd built around herself...that he would see the real her. The submissive, needy slut who wanted nothing more than to belong to him completely and unconditionally. But until then, she would have to content herself with dreaming of a future that could never be their reality.

It was the only thing she had left to cling to; her hope that someday he'd see past all the lies and realize how much she truly loved him. Until then, she would keep trying to seduce him in every way possible, even if it meant using her body as a tool to get what she wanted...

Sighing softly, she got up and made her way downstairs to the living room. Her heart raced as she spotted him sitting on the couch, watching TV. She knew what she had to do; she had to get his attention any way she could. With a slow, seductive walk, she approached him from behind, planting a soft kiss on his neck before whispering into his ear.

"Hey, love... I brought some ice cream upstairs for dessert,"

"Of course you can have some," she purred, running her fingers through his hair. "I made sure to get your favorite flavor." With one fluid motion, she bent down and offered him a spoonful of the ice cream, making sure their faces were close enough for her breasts to brush against his arm. Her nipples hardened at the contact, and she could feel her pussy growing wet with desire. "Here you go, sweetheart," she whispered huskily.

Her eyes widened in surprise as the hot ice cream dripped down over his thick cock. Without thinking, she leaned forward and licked it clean, taking him into her mouth and sucking gently on his shaft. "Mmm... that tastes so good," she moaned around his length, moving up and down his length with practiced ease.

Her hands wrapped around him, stroking up and down as she savored the taste of him. "More?" she asked breathlessly, her voice thick with desire.

I want it all... I want you to fuck me with that big cock of yours. Fill me up and claim me as your own. Show me how much you want me... prove to me that I'm the only one for you.