Cream dripping from his cock

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“...What do you mean I have to take care of this on my own?” Jillian spat out, practically yelling into her phone for some kind of explanation. Her boyfriend, William, had been laying on the bed, shirtless, simply waiting for his girlfriend to finish up her conversation with her work manager before packing it in for the night. The two lived together in… some degree of harmony in their small New York apartment over the past few months, coming up short a few times, trying their best to cover the difference and make ends meet in the world of skyrocketing prices. “That’s not something- ugh! You really think I can just push that through without either asking the boss or the shareholders first? Are you kidding me?!”

“Babe, come to bed.” William waved a hand, telling her essentially to dismiss the phone call at just about 10:30 p.m., knowing full well that she was off from work almost six hours ago now and had been left to clean up the mess by some of the other workers that came in after she had left for the evening. “Your job is done for now. Tell them to handle it in the morning. What the hell are they even doing calling you, anyways?”

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“You call your work and tell them you don’t want to be project manager anymore, Bill.” She clawed back, her words deep and cutting. Jillian cared far too much about the position she held at her workplace to bother leaving it alone, even if they called on her when they really should not be doing so. “Huh? Oh, sorry, I was yelling at someone in my house, could you repeat that for me?”

Someone in my house. She had said, the words taking their time to echo and rattle within his head, the conversation in question only being tuned out for just a moment as he came to gripe with the words. William had been demoted to simply someone in her house, no longer a boyfriend, no longer even a secret roommate, just… someone in her house. Her conversation continued for just another short few moments while they attempted to figure out what the best route would be in order to handle the impending shareholder meeting as well as create some degree of shareholder report before some time limit passed, something that William was far from interested in for her workplace. 

“Hey, so are we putting a movie on?” Jillian questioned, closing her phone with a click as she placed it on the nightstand, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. He looked over her for just a second as she began to prep herself for bed, watching as the middle-back length auburn hair was gently pushed up, flopping back down onto her back as she pulled her work shirt over her head, letting out a sigh as she prepared her pale, freckle dotted arms, just as she pretended to shoot her ball of clothes like a basketball into the corner of the room, missing by only a few inches. A sigh left his lips as she stood up, unbuttoning and taking off her trousers to reveal the matching set of black, lace underwear underneath, her butt hugged rather snugly against the fabric, something that might have been on the verge of being a size to small for her moderate hips, but gym fit body. She similarly jumped a bit more before her black work pants went directly into the laundry bin, turning around with a much more satisfied look on her face, her brown eyes lighting up at what was likely one of the only things to go seamlessly for her today. Her breasts squished up slightly, her bra in a similar stature to her underwear, verging on being a size to small, but providing enough support and comfort to get through the day, only to be tossed to the side when its purpose had been completed, no longer tied down to the societal norms of her workplace or the general public.

“Did’ja see that!” She called out, pointing to the laundry bucket rather excitedly. “Oh, man! You’re jealous, I can already tell.” All William could think about was that he was simply someone else to her, the words she said on the phone to her coworker digging far deeper than he thought they would or should. 

“Yeah, sure am.” He commented, the attitude slightly seeping in. The moment the words left his mouth, he knew that his tone was enough to give away how he was feeling, and for her wrath to come, and rightfully so. She was simply explaining to her coworker what the deal was without needing to address their relationship, no big deal, but… it still hurt, for some reason.

“What was that?” She questioned, her voice becoming much more harsh as she sauntered over to the bed, still clad in simply her underwear as she began to search for a reason that he would say anything with that tone of voice. “Why would you say things like that?”

“...Am I just somebody else to you?” William replied, feeling the sensation of an argument brewing, but ultimately deciding that this had been more than enough to discuss whatever was going to happen next. Regardless of what the outcome of the argument happened to be, it was worth expressing his thoughts and how he felt, this moment becoming the culmination of quite a few issues within their relationship, barely starting to simmer over the surface.

Jillian hesitated for a moment, taken aback that out of everything, that was what he was hit with. Someone she had taken for a far stronger personality had been affected by a mere trifle of words in passing to explain, she would have said the same for any of her family members, her future husband, whatever the case being.

“...Are you serious?” She commented, trying to figure out if this was a joke or not, her brain running with quite a few thoughts as their eyes locked, Jillian only coming closer until their faces were a few inches apart. William knew full well that, as was the dynamic of their formed relationship, that she was seldom ever not in charge. 

“Yeah, I just don’t understand-” William attempted to say, before a kiss was forced onto his lips, lasting quite a few moments as her tongue began to find its way around the inside of his mouth, only for a few moments after returning the kiss, barely able to control the already existing sensation that he had obtained from watching her undress. 

“I’ll make you understand.” She stated, her seductive side coming out, immediately diffusing the pending argument, although not in a way he would have liked, but in a way that she always had before and would always do in the future, something that the two of them knew more than well enough was the end-all-be-all for the arguments that had sprung up. She fixed his laying position on the bed with as much force as she could muster, William becoming painfully aware that her time at the gym had started to pay off, the force she could exert putting her far more in charge than him, knowing well that he should go with her, but always finding some excuse. Nevertheless, he was right where she wanted him, laying flat on the bed, a pillow behind his head, fully locked in by her usually a bit squishy, but currently engaged and now very hard thighs. Her hands pressed gently against his chest as she pinned him to the bed, her presence on him fully unbreakable.

“What are you-” William tried to say, before a hand very gently clasped over his mouth, giving him no room to speak for just a moment as his girlfriend took control of the situation.

“Listen closely.” She muttered, her voice barely audible, silence entering the room for just a few moments as she looked him directly in the eyes, like a lioness finally having caught her prey. “I do what I want. I say what I want. I am what I want. And to me… you’re just a boy toy. You only get to fuck me because I say so. You only get to look at me because I allow it. Understand?” William was at a loss for words for a few moments, the light hum of the refrigerator in the next room only giving the room any noise as he processed exactly what she was saying.

“Y… yeah… I guess…” He responded, his voice a bit shaky, remembering how much more intense his girlfriend could be if she desired. They both knew that they loved each other, but she was always the one in charge, knowing full well that no matter what, she would come out on top. 

“Don’t forget who makes triple your income.” She pushed the envelope a bit further, noting how her correction and strong words had brought his one completely flaccid member to a raging erection, twitching and begging for a release. “And, actually, I’m not taking that for an answer.”

“What?”

“Say ‘Yes, mommy.’ “
“I’m not doing that.”

“I own you. You’d better do your best to remember that part.”

“Absolutely not, I-”

She took just a simple moment, pressing her lower torso against his, a few light dry humps getting the attention entirely where it needed to be. She was in charge of everything, including if and when he orgasmed.
“Yes, mommy.” He addressed, his face becoming slightly red at the admission of the terms, the first time he had genuinely been put in a position where he had to say that. Regardless, a light but devious smile came over Jillian’s face, her hair accenting both sides of her as she learned forward a bit, walking two fingers gently up his neck.

“Good boy.” She cooed, a gentle whisper in his ear enough to nearly make him cum already, held back only by what his dominant woman wanted out of him. He could barely hold it together as her slightly chilled fingers pressed against the crook of his neck, her other hand placed directly next to his head on the pillow as she towered over him, her body taking up almost every aspect of his view. He looked up to see her simply looking back down at him, a look unforgettable and unlike any other. They both knew what they wanted, that much was certain.

William wasted no time in trying to get his jeans off, his upper half already undressed and having been waiting on the bed for Jillian to join him, only to be met with this a few moments after. As quickly as he could, he attempted to get his shorts down, only to be met with Jillian’s muscular legs pressing against both of his sides, preventing him from sliding his jeans down any further.

“Not yet.” She stated, giggling a bit, much to her boyfriend’s almost give-away dismay. She could already tell how much he wanted to cum, how much he wanted her, how much he simply wanted to be dominated… it was a topic that had been kept only in the bedroom, with Jillian in full charge of the rolling between the sheets. “Me first. You know better.” She stated, her voice smooth as silk as she invited his hands to undress her, first to her back to undo her slightly cramped, underwire bra. After having a bit of difficulty in order to get the clips off of her back, the lacy bra was removed from her chest, her previously squoze breasts being released, a few freckles across her cleavage as her titties dropped slightly, resting on her body in a still very beautiful, natural shape, a light crease existing along the top of her breasts where it had dug in just a small amount.

She allowed to adjust herself just a bit as she allowed her boyfriend to undress her fully, digging her thumbs into the band of her panties just for his bigger hands to take over, slipping them down her muscular legs and, after raising one leg and the other, onto the floor where the other component of her underwear was left. Before he was even able to return his hands to his pants, she clamped back down, her bare legs on his jeans this time, bringing his legs together as she straddled him, taking a moment to simply dry hump ever so softly against his member, knowing full well the sensation of the jean zipper would be far from desirable, but a little teasing went a long way.

“Alright, go ahead.” She permitted her boy toy to continue, allowing him to take off the jeans and his underwear in one fell swoop as he quickly dug his hands inside and rushed down, fully undressed, his member smacking against himself at the sheer force of its erection released from the underwear. She giggled at the slap, knowing full well that she was the one in control of when he came, no matter how far he wanted to or how quickly he could possibly control it. Ever so gently, she grabbed at him, a harsh hand around his sensitive member, moving to pleasure herself with it, gently rubbing the tip between the opening of her incredibly wet lips, she, too, having enjoyed the foreplay of dominating her man. She allowed herself to prove that he was pleasuring her by the moans that left her mouth, only for the tip of his penis to be anywhere close to going inside of her, a gentle rub of his cock around her awaiting honeypot. 

“Jill, c’mon…” William practically begged, knowing full well that she was in charge, as she should be, but this was too much. Out of everything, this was the one thing that he detested the most, knowing full well that while he felt nothing, she was getting her enjoyment, simply taking her own pleasure in the fact that he was getting nothing at all. The small sensation of her pussy at his tip was enough to keep him erect, for sure, but nothing else, not get any closer to climaxing and getting rid of this… rather urgent feeling release. 

“Oh, what, not good enough for you? Aah~” She moaned out, making sure to make her noises louder as she rubbed the very edge of him against her, feeling only the very thin layer of her juice that had started to accumulate at the head of his dick. She rubbed him up and down a few more times, settling for a moment as she sat back forward, moving to straddle him again, her hand at the base of his penis as she sat down, the force of his member entering more than enough to elicit a gasp of sensation from her partner. William, although rather used to the feeling of her insides around him, was still amazed each and every time, feeling as if her well-built exterior had also formed a well-built interior, practically milking him for his seed as it massaged his member in every direction. The sensation was nothing short of amazing as she slowly began to bounce on him, her hand making the previous position once more to hold herself above him, not allowing anything but their uglies to bump, her other hand very carefully and precisely clamping around her own, well shaped ass cheek, opening her up just well enough for his member to go all the way inside, eliciting a rather loud moan as she waited for just a moment, his member seated well within her folds.

“There we go…” He commented, looking up at her. Daring to do a bit more for himself, William started to attempt to thrust up into her, immediately being met with the squeeze of her thighs that immobilized him once more, his hands going immediately to her behind and issuing it a few, loud smacks, feeling the difference of her big ass before and after she clenched her lower half, one jiggly and soft, the other hard and defined.

“Hey. I’m in charge.” She commanded, holding him there far longer than he desired, a roundabout way of telling him to stop. “Grope all you want. No thrusting.”

“Ugh, damn you.” He sighed in reply, rolling his eyes and knowing well enough that he was not going to get through to her in trying to achieve his own orgasm, only when Jillian allowed it to happen, as per usual. “Fine, you’re the boss. Make me cum whenever you’re satisfied.”

“I will.” She cooed, half mocking that he had admitted in a very roundabout way that she was right, only adding to the authority she had over him as she began to slowly grind on his lower half, each time he began to get close to climax, stopping, essentially edging him the entire time he was inside. She changed the positions of her hands, resting both of them and some of her weight on his torso as she released the clench of her lower half and slowly bounced on his member, each time feeling as if his dick was going as deeply as it could inside of her, a white cream of hers dripping down his shaft and onto his sack below, the indicator that she, too was getting her own sense of enjoyment from this.

“P-please, Jill, you have to let me cum!” William begged yet again, after a few more moments of riding, the orgasm she had edged him to becoming almost painful to hold on to as she stopped, giggling to herself, knowing full well what to look for right before her boyfriend would spray her interior walls.

“Hm… I don’t think I do.” She replied, resuming once again for a few more pumps up and down, only to be met with a very… particular feeling. Will’s hands gripped incredibly hard at both ass cheeks with some extra flesh pouring between each finger, practically shoving her down onto his member. She felt the introduction of his fluid to her womb, the sheer amount of time not being allowed to orgasm for nearly the past week pulling up both his level of hornyness and the amount of jizz he had stored up to an immense degree. At the release of his fluids, he could barely control himself, finally getting the chance to relieve himself at his girlfriend’s use, only using him to bring herself to a climax and nothing more.

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