The power goes out in your apartment along with the other tenants', they all leave to check what the cause was with one of them, Amanda, your goth neighbor, being the first to act. "God, I was just getting to the good parts of that book I'm reading. Now the atmosphere is gone without the lights." Amanda pushes through the crowd to check on the cause of the outage. After a while she comes back. "Looks like something caused the generator to fry. Guess we'll have to turn on the backup one deep in the basement. Who wants to come?" No one raises any hands, which means she picks and she picks you. "Alright, you're my partner. Come here."

Taking you by the hand and leading, you two reach the rusty metal door leading to the basement. Entering the room it is dusty with a scent of mold. You both find the generator, turn it on, and are about to leave when you realize that the door locked itself from the outside. The basement light flickers on, dimly lighting the confined space you two are in. "Ah shit... well, guess we better make use of our time here. Gonna be a long time before someone notices that we're gone and do a checkup." Amanda takes a sit on one of the dusty tables looking at you. "What do you wanna do while we wait? I'm honestly down for anything."

Amanda raises her eyebrow at you playfully and smirks. "Well, then... I mean we could just pass the time talking about whatever, if that's your thing. Or..." She unbuttons her shirt, revealing her black bra to you, making sure you notice how her breasts pop out of it. Her pale skin contrasting with the dark color of her undergarment, "You know... we could pass the time a bit more interestingly."

Amanda smirks and pushes herself up on her feet, walking over to the table and pushing it against the wall. "Hmmm... I guess we could," she says as she lies down on the mattress, spreading her arms out. "Come here." Her body is invitingly close now, the scent of her perfume filling your nose as you stand between her spread legs. She gazes up at you expectantly, her eyes seeming to glow in the dim light.

Grinning seductively, Amanda reaches up and unbuttons her shorts, letting them fall to the floor in one fluid motion. She kicks off her black boots next, revealing her pale, smooth legs. "Go ahead," she says softly, her voice low and husky. "Take off your clothes too if you want." Her hands move to untie her belt slowly, peeling it away from her waist as she watches you.

Amanda grins wickedly and crawls across the mattress to you. "As you wish," she murmurs before yanking your shirt off roughly, sending it flying across the room. With one hand, she cups your cock through your shorts while her other hand reaches up to untie your belt. As soon as that's off, her fingers go straight for your boxers, pulling them down in a swift motion. Her mouth forms an O of appreciation as she takes in the sight of your hard length, pale skin contrasting sharply with the darkness surrounding you both. "Mmm," she breathes out before taking you into her warm, moist mouth.

As you begin to moan with pleasure at the feel of Amanda's skilled mouth on your cock, she lets out a low growl in response. Her hands grip the mattress tightly as she bobs her head up and down, sucking hard and teasing the sensitive skin with her sharp teeth. She looks up at you through hooded eyes, a satisfied smile playing on her lips as your cock throbs between them. "Fuck," you manage to get out between gasps of air. "Like that?" she purrs, taking you deeper into her mouth and licking the underside with her tongue.

Amanda moans around your cock as you gently push her back down onto the mattress and place a finger under her chin, guiding her head towards the pillow. She lets out a whimper of disappointment at being released from its warm, slick prison but obeys your command, reluctantly moving up her body to lie beside you. Her breasts heave with each ragged breath as she watches you eagerly, hands reaching between your bodies to feel the soft skin and hard length that moments ago was driving her wild. "Mmm," she hums lowly. "Let's see what you have in mind."

Her hips arch off the mattress, offering herself up to your touch even as she remains mostly on top of it. Her legs spread wide, inviting you deeper into her heat. With one hand, she gently guides your cock towards her core, wanting nothing more than to feel you inside again. "Fuck me," she whispers, the word barely audible over the sound of their labored breathing.

Amanda's eyes widen in surprise as you push her legs aside, making her pussy gape wider for your cock. With a low groan, she arches her back and opens herself up even more to the invasion. Her fingers dig into the mattress as you push deeper, filling her slowly but steadily until your hips meet with hers in a heated embrace. She lets out a strangled moan of pleasure at the feeling of being so full and stretched around your cock.

Her hands move to grip your shoulders tightly, her nails digging into your skin as she pushes herself against you, seeking deeper contact. Her hips begin to move in time with yours, riding you slowly but steadily up and down the length of your cock. With each thrust, she growls in pleasure, lost in the sensation of being fucked so roughly and powerfully in this makeshift bed.

Her breasts bounce freely with every movement, nipples hard and begging for attention. "Oh fuck," she pants out between gasps of air, her head thrown back as she lets herself fully give into the moment. The dim light casts shadows over her body, making her movements sinuous and sensual. Her hands snake downwards, seeking purchase on your ass, kneading the flesh as she urges you to go deeper still.

With your words whispered against her neck, Amanda's body trembles in anticipation. "Yes," she hisses through gritted teeth, arching her back further and digging her nails deeper into your shoulders. Her hips move faster, meeting every thrust of yours with urgency as she begs for release. The sounds of skin slapping against skin fill the air, the rusty metal walls echoing their lustful cries.

Amanda's breath comes in raspy pants, her body shuddering as she feels herself nearing the edge. She tilts her head back to look at you, eyes glassy with desire and relief as you deliver what she's been craving this entire time. With a growl that comes from deep within her throat, she tightens around your cock, drawing out one final orgasm before collapsing bonelessly beneath you.

Her body shudders violently as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her, making it difficult for her to breathe or speak. The tight grip on your shoulders relaxes and she falls limply back onto the mattress, panting heavily. For a moment, they both lay still, catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

But then, as if on cue, Amanda grins up at you wickedly. "Well," she says huskily, "that was fun. Guess we should keep ourselves busy while we're stuck here." She smirks and pushes herself upright, sitting cross-legged in front of you with her hands braced on the mattress beside your head. With a wink, she asks softly, "Wanna see something really naughty?"

With a low laugh, Amanda leans forward and gives your cock a teasing lick before taking it into her mouth again, sucking hard on the head. "Oh yeah?" she rasps between draws. "You like this?" Her hands slip down to grip your thighs tightly as she begins to bob her head up and down, moaning around your length.

With each thrust of her tongue and slide of her lips, Amanda's breasts jiggle enticingly above you. She looks up at you from beneath heavy lids, hooded eyes promising a show that won't end until she decides it's time for something else to happen. Her mouth is warm and wet as she takes more of your length into her mouth, expertly using her tongue to tease and please at the same time.

One of her hands slips lower still, cupping your balls and rolling them gently between her fingers. "Do you want me to do something else?" she asks quietly, not looking away from what her mouth is doing. "I can do whatever you like."

Amanda laughs softly, the sound vibrating against your skin as she sucks harder on your cock. "Oh really?" She leans forward until her breasts are pressed to yours, nipples teasing the skin of your chest through your clothes. With a slow motion that's almost agonizing in its deliberateness, she begins to rock back and forth, using her body to grind against you as she continues to suck you off.

Her hands move from your thighs up to cup your ass, squeezing and kneading the flesh beneath her fingertips. Her hips undulate faster now, her breath coming in short pants as she nears her second climax of the night. "Oh yeah," she gasps out between sucks, "like that?"

With each thrust of her hips, she forces more contact between their bodies, driving them both closer to release. Her breasts bounce wildly against yours with every movement, nipples scraping across your skin and teasing you mercilessly. With a sharp cry, Amanda comes apart around your cock, her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her. She moans loudly into your lap, her head thrown back as she writhes above you, milking the last bit of sensation from the experience.

When at last she manages to catch her breath, Amanda looks up at you through half-lidded eyes and smiles wickedly. "Told ya I'd keep us busy." She leans in, pressing a kiss to your jaw before slowly sliding down your body until her mouth is back where it was before: wrapped around your throbbing cock. "What else do you want to see?"

Her hands slide between your bodies again, this time moving lower, cupping

Chuckling, Amanda obliges, leaning forward and using both breasts to rub against the length of your cock in a slow, sensual motion. Her nipples brush against your skin as she glides up and down, creating an exquisite friction that heightens the pleasure already coursing through your body. "Oh yeah," she whispers, her voice low and sultry. "Do you like that?"

Her fingers slide lower still, spreading your legs wider before hooking around behind one of your knees to pull you closer to her. With a moan, Amanda pushes against you harder, grinding their hips together as she continues to use her breasts to stroke your cock. Her other hand finds its way between your legs once more, this time slipping lower still to tease and fondle your perineum, the sensitive skin just behind your balls.

"So wet," she pants out, a smile playing on her lips as she leans in to lick the droplets of pre-come from your stomach. Her body trembles with need, every move calculated to bring them both closer and closer to orgasm. "I want you to cum so bad," she whispers into your ear before sucking hard on your cock, her mouth engulfing the head entirely as her other hand curls tighter around your shaft, guiding it towards release.

Amanda lets out an amused little laugh before focusing her attention back on your cock, sucking harder and using both hands to stroke you roughly. Her tongue darts out to flick across the sensitive ridge just below the head, as she deepens the angle of her bobbing head. Her breasts jiggle enticingly above you, nipples hard and begging for attention as they scrape against your stomach with each thrust of her hips.

Her other hand moves lower still, spreading your legs wider apart before sliding between them to tease at the sensitive skin just behind your balls. With a moan that sounds halfway between pleasure and frustration, she increases the pressure on your cock with every suck and stroke. Her body trembles in anticipation, every nerve ending alive with need as she strains towards the final moment when she can taste you on her tongue again.

"C'mon," she pants out between lips and skin, "let go for me." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to work you expertly, driving them both closer and closer to that elusive climax. One hand moves upwards, cupping your balls tightly while the other slides lower still, fingers searching for her own pleasure spot even as she focuses all of her attention on bringing yours to life.

Chuckling darkly, Amanda releases your cock from her mouth before sitting up, gazing down at you. "Fine," she pants out, breaths coming fast and shallow as lust clouds her senses. With a swift motion, she straddles you once more, positioning your achingly hard length at her entrance. Her fingers dance along the swollen head, spreading the bead of pre-cum already forming before guiding it to her opening. With a sharp inhale, she slowly lowers herself back down onto your cock, the warmth and tightness enveloping you like a glove.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she starts moving, impaling herself on your cock with each downward thrust. Her body glistens with sweat under the dim light, her movements growing increasingly desperate as her orgasm barrels towards them at breakneck speed. "Yes," she hisses through clenched teeth, hips snapping up and down wildly as she tries to find some semblance of rhythm amidst the haze of lust.

One hand slides between your bodies, palm flat against your abdomen as her middle finger crooks, searching for something else to stroke in time with their frantic coupling. The other hand flies through her untidy hair, pulling roughly as she arches her back and cries out in ecstasy. Her orgasm rips through her, making her whole body tense and shake violently, forcing a deep moan from the very depths of her soul.

With one last thrust that has you spurting hot cum all over her stomach, Amanda's eyes roll back in her head and she collapses forward onto your chest with a satisfied sigh. For several long moments, they both lie still,

Amanda giggles softly before pushing herself up onto her elbows, propping herself over your chest so that she can look down at you. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she continues to catch her breath. "I know," she says with a wry smile, "but it feels like there's no one else around for miles." She leans forward and presses a kiss to your lips, her tongue dancing teasingly against yours before retreating to taste the salty tang of sweat on your skin.

With a sigh, she relaxes back onto you once more, her weight comforting after the frantic sex they've just shared. "Guess we should get some sleep now," she muses, looking up at the ceiling as if trying to see out into the darkness beyond. Her fingers idly stroke your chest, drawing patterns in the sweat and grime that have accumulated there. "Might as well enjoy the rest of our time here."

Smirking up at you, Amanda reaches out to card her fingers through your hair. "Well then," she says teasingly, "why don't you show me some more ways we could keep ourselves entertained?" Her hips roll against yours suggestively, pushing herself harder against your arousal even as she suggests they find something else to do. The dim light casts a sensual glow over her features, making it impossible to read the exact look in her eyes, but the way she's pressing her body against you speaks volumes.

"What do you have in mind?" she asks softly, nipples hard and prominent against your chest as they wait for your reply.

Amanda raises an eyebrow at your command, her breath hitching in anticipation as she considers the challenge you've just laid out before her. With a soft chuckle, she lowers herself down onto your length once more, taking you deeper than before with one powerful thrust. Her hands grip the mattress tightly as she begins to move, sliding up and down your cock with an urgency that leaves no doubt in either of your minds what she intends to do.

Her body trembles with exertion as she takes you harder and faster, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. She watches your face for any sign of discomfort or the need for her to ease up, relishing the feel of being in control like this. Her nipples scrape against your chest with every movement, leaving a trail of wetness that only serves to heighten the sensation between them.

With each thrust, she drives herself deeper, taking more of you inside her than before. She grips your shoulders tightly, digging her nails into your skin as she rides you towards the edge once more. Her hips snap sharply against yours, urging you both closer and closer to release. "You like that?" she pants out, grinning down at you wickedly. "My turn to set the pace."

Her movements grow even more frenzied as she loses herself in the ecstasy of their shared pleasure. The room echoes with the sound of skin slapping against skin and Amanda's moans filling the air like a siren song, urging them both further into the depths of their desire.

Her body shudders as your hand finds purchase on her ass, the sharp slap reverberating through her aching muscles. She gasps and arches her back, feeling you deeper still. "Fuck yes," she groans out, slamming down harder on your cock with each thrust now, lost in the rhythm that's building between them. Her hips move faster, pushing herself against you with unyielding force as sweat beads along her skin and drips down to soak into the already damp mattress beneath them.

The sensation of your hand on her ass only serves to heighten her arousal, driving her closer and closer to the edge. Her breath comes in raspy pants, her body trembling with release as she nears the brink. With a sharp cry, she comes apart around you, her orgasm shuddering through every muscle in her body until it seems like there's nothing left but a boneless heap of exhaustion atop your chest.

She collapses forward, panting heavily as her weight settles on you once more. For several long moments, neither of them moves, caught in the wake of their shared passion. But then, with a contented sigh and a wicked smile, Amanda begins to rock her hips back and forth slowly against your still-hard length.

"Looks like we're not done here just yet," she murmurs huskily, licking her lips before meeting your gaze with an unmistakable challenge in her eyes. "Gonna need some more of that energy if I'm going to make good on my promise."

Amanda's eyes flash with mischief as she hears your command. She leans back to gaze at you once more, her hips moving faster in response to the challenge you've laid out before her. With every thrust, she forces herself down harder on your cock, grinding against it like a cat in heat. Her breasts bounce and jiggle enticingly above you, nipples erect and begging for attention as they brush against your skin with each movement.

Her fingers dig into the flesh of your shoulders, holding herself steady as she takes you deeper than before. A needy moan rips through her throat with every thrust, urging you both closer to release. Her body trembles under the strain of moving at this pace, muscles quivering with the effort it takes to keep up the rhythm.

With a sharp gasp, Amanda arches her back and comes apart again around your cock, her orgasm sending shudders through every inch of their joined bodies. She cries out your name as she convulses on top of you, her hips still moving even as the rest of her body goes limp from exhaustion. For several long moments, they both lie panting heavily, catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Eventually, Amanda collapses forward onto your chest once more, her heavy breaths sending waves of heat through the air between them. "Well," she rasps, voice hoarse with desire, "that was quite the ride." She nuzzles closer to you, her body relaxing against yours as they both find solace in each other's warmth and strength. With a satisfied sigh, she nestles her head into the crook of your neck, content for now just to be close.

The heat of her body against yours feels oddly comforting as you both wake up at the same time, realizing they're still locked in the room together. A moment of panic washes over you both before your senses are once again overwhelmed by the residual closeness from their earlier encounters.

Amanda shifts on top of you, her breast pressing against your chest as she yawns sleepily and stretches her arms above her head. "Guess we'll have to make the most of our time here," she murmurs with a mischievous glint in her eye. "Wanna see what else I can do?"

Chuckling softly, Amanda rolls onto her back and lifts one leg, spreading herself wide open as an invitation. "You know," she says with a knowing smile, "if you want to make sure we both get out of here in plenty of time, maybe you should take care of that for me." She reaches between her legs, fingers brushing over wet folds already primed from their earlier activities. "I'm pretty tired, but I don't think I could resist another round if it meant getting out any faster."

Her other hand trails up your chest and shoulder, her fingertips drawing lazy circles around your nipple before finally brushing against it, teasing it into a hard peak. "Just imagine how good it would feel," she whispers, eyes half-lidded with desire, "if I were to do that all over you."

Amanda's eyes snap wide open at your warning, and she frowns in concentration as she strains to listen past the distant sounds of passing guests and televisions in other rooms. After several long moments, she nods, seeming to have discerned nothing amiss. With a sigh of relief, she drops her hand from your chest and lays it on the bed beside her.

"Well," she says with a smirk, "guess I should get dressed then." She rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she eyes you lazily. "But just because we have to leave doesn't mean we can't have some fun first, right?" One eyebrow arches expectantly.

Amanda shudders at the feel of your breath against her ear, the soft scratch of your teeth sending a jolt of desire straight to her core. She closes her eyes and arches into you, moaning softly as she gives herself up to the sensation. "Mmm... yes," she purrs, her hand moving between your bodies once more, this time stroking you slowly, teasingly. "That feels so good."

Her other arm drapes over your chest, fingers trailing idly across your nipple as she grinds against you in time with each stroke. Her hips rock slightly, the friction building between their bodies with every movement. She tilts her head back and moans, the sound echoing through the room as she lets go, allowing herself to fully indulge in the pleasure you're providing.

"Anything you want," she whispers hoarsely, kissing your jaw before nipping gently at your earlobe. "Just tell me." Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their bodies move together faster now, desperate for release. "I need... I want..." Her words are lost in a sob as her orgasm crashes over them both, leaving them spent and satisfied amidst the rumpled sheets.

For several long moments, they remain entwined, catching their breath and reveling in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. Eventually, Amanda draws back from you with a soft smile, her fingers trailing gently across your chest. "Guess we should get dressed now," she says with a wink. "Don't want to keep anyone waiting."

As you both sit up, stretching out the kinks in your limbs from being cramped in such an unfamiliar position for so long, Amanda glances at her phone and nods to herself. "Looks like we've still got some time," she says with a satisfied smile. "How about we find something else to do before we head out?"

Her gaze travels down your body, taking in the evidence of their recent activities still lingering between your legs. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she reaches out to brush her fingers through your pubic hair, drawing lazy circles around your hardness before cupping your balls and giving them a gentle squeeze. "I could think of something fun," she muses, licking her lips as she meets your eyes.

"What do you say? Up for some more adventure?"

Her words make your heart race faster in anticipation as you watch her eyes sparkle with mischief. Amanda smirks before leaning forward to kiss you, her tongue dancing teasingly against yours before retreating to taste the salty tang of sweat on your skin. She sits back and grins up at you, waiting expectantly for your answer. "Well," she says with a raised eyebrow, "what do you think we should get into?"

With a laugh that's equal parts amusement and excitement, Amanda climbs off the bed, offering you her hand to help you up as well. "My room it is," she says playfully, leading you out of the room and down the hall. Her body sways gently with each step, hips rolling in a way that makes it impossible for you not to notice how achingly beautiful she is.

Her bedroom door creaks open, revealing an even more comfortable and inviting space than before. A king-sized bed dominates one wall, its plush comforter and assortment of fluffy pillows promising a night of indulgent rest. Near the foot of the bed sits a small dresser, adorned with framed photos of her and various friends, as well as several candles in holders of varying shapes and sizes. The other walls are covered in posters of bands you've never heard of and paintings done by equally unknown artists.

"Welcome to my den," Amanda says with a wink, closing the door behind you. "Now, what do you say we see just how much fun we can get into?" She walks over to her bed and climbs onto it backwards, arms spread wide as she beckons you towards her with a crooked finger.

As you close the distance between you, Amanda lets out a soft moan, arching her back to expose more of herself as your lips meet hers in a hungry kiss. Her fingers rake through your hair, holding you close as she deepens the connection, tongue dancing eagerly against yours. With a satisfied sigh, she pulls away from the kiss and reaches for the hem of her shirt, slowly lifting it over her head to reveal her naked body beneath.

Her breasts are perfect: pale and round with dark nipples that harden into peaks at your gaze. She runs her fingers lightly across one, teasing you as she watches your reaction, before leaning forward to brush it against your lips, urging you to taste her. As you oblige, sucking gently on the sensitive bud, Amanda moans low in her throat and arches into the touch, hips pressing harder against you.

With a groan of approval, she pushes herself back onto her elbows, offering up her body to your exploration. Her legs part slightly at her hips, inviting you closer as you trail your fingers down her stomach and lower still, teasing her silken skin with the hint of what's to come.

Amanda lets out a surprised gasp as you yank her pants down, revealing her now-naked form once more. "Oh, you dirty boy," she purrs, arching her back and spreading her legs further apart in invitation. As your tongue makes contact with her wet folds, she cries out in pleasure, the sound filling the room like a symphony of wanton desire. Her fingers tangle in your hair, holding you close as you explore her body, sucking and licking at every sensitive spot you find.

Her hips rise off the bed with each stroke of your tongue, grinding against your face in search of deeper contact, moaning loudly when you brush against her clit. Her head thrashes back and forth on the pillow as pleasure washes over her in waves, her nails digging into your shoulders in an effort to keep herself grounded.

With a sharp cry, she comes undone beneath your skilled ministrations, her body shuddering violently as her release crashes over both of you like a tidal wave. For several long moments, she lays gasping for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly as the aftershocks of her orgasm continue to ripple through her. Finally, with a contented sigh, she collapses back onto the bed, spent but satisfied.

Amanda's eyes flutter open at the sensation of your hardness pressed against her entrance, and she lets out a soft moan as she turns around to face you. Her hands move between your bodies, guiding you towards her slick entrance, before closing tightly around your length and steadying herself with a deep breath.

With a slow, deliberate thrust, she takes you inside her, the tightness of her channel nearly bringing you to your knees in pleasure. "Oh fuck," she whispers, arching her back as she sinks deeper on your cock, their hips sliding together in a smooth, rhythmic motion.

Her hair falls across her face as she tilts her head back, letting out soft gasps and moans with each stroke. Her fingers dig into your shoulders, urging you to go harder, faster, as if she could somehow consume you whole. With every thrust, she takes more of you inside her, their bodies sliding together in perfect harmony as they near the edge once more.

Amanda moans loudly as you stretch her tight ass around your cock while simultaneously rubbing her aching clit. The combination of sensations is too much to bear, and with a cry of relief she comes apart once more, her body convulsing around yours as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.

Her muscles clench and relax in perfect time with your thrusts, urging you deeper still, the friction between your bodies building into an unbearable tension that threatens to snap them apart at any moment. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels herself on the brink once more, her fingers digging deep into your shoulders as she holds on for dear life.

With a sharp cry, Amanda's body arches violently backwards, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Her inner walls grip tightly around you, milk flowing from her swollen bud and covering your hand as she comes apart under the relentless onslaught of your touch.

As she catches her breath, Amanda giggles softly at your question before giving you a wicked smile. "Why," she purrs, "I'm daddy's perfect little slut." Her hips start to move again, rocking against yours as if she could climb inside your skin and never leave. She reaches down between your bodies, flicking her wet finger across your sensitive tip before bringing it to her lips and sucking loudly.

"And I'll always be daddy's good girl," she says with a satisfied moan around your cock, hips grinding harder as she feels the familiar tightness building within her once more. "I'm going to make this so fucking good for you."

Amanda lets out a soft moan as you push her head down on your cock, her mouth engulfing you in hot, wet suction. Her tongue darts out to lick and tease, driving you wild as she begins to move in time with the thrusts of your hips. With each stroke, her throat works around your shaft like a well-oiled piston, milk dripping down her chin and splattering onto your stomach as she draws deep from you.

Her hands move up to grasp your shoulders, fingers digging in hard as she lets out soft moans of pleasure that echo through the room. Her eyes close tightly, head tilted back as she focuses on pleasing you, determined to show just how good of a girl - and slut - she really is. The muscles in her throat work furiously as she continues to take you deep inside her mouth, sucking and stroking with expert precision.

Amanda moans around your cock as you push her head down, feeling the pressure in her throat building to an almost unbearable ache. She lets out a sharp gasp, then another as you push harder still, her hands clawing at your thighs in an effort to maintain control while she's nearly choked by the force of your hips thrusting into her mouth.

Her tongue flickers out once more, tasting the saltiness on your skin and lapping it up eagerly before diving back between your legs, tracing circles around your sensitive bundle of nerves. Her free hand reaches down to stroke herself in time with each thrust, fingers curling into a fist as she comes closer to orgasm yet again, her body shaking with the effort not to explode all over your bed.

Amanda's eyes fly open at the feel of your hand on her throat, her body tensing as she instinctively struggles against you. The sensation is almost too much; her mind reels and stars dance in front of her vision. With a gasping cry, she tries to pull away, but you hold fast, relentless in your control over her.

And then you spit into her mouth.

The salty wetness hits the back of her tongue like a splash of cold water, snapping her out of her disorientation and back to the present moment. Her eyes meet yours, wide with shock and arousal, as she tastes the residue of your cum mixed in with the flavor of your saliva. The heat from your body presses against her, trapping her between your hands on her throat and chest, holding her in place for your pleasure.

As she feels you release inside her mouth, Amanda groans around your cock, relishing the taste of you on her tongue. She opens her eyes and meets your gaze as you push her back onto the bed, taking advantage of the position to deepen their kiss. Her arms wind around your neck, holding you close as her tongue tangles with yours, exploring every inch of your mouth.

Her hips shift on the bed, still searching for release even after she's swallowed you whole. She arches into the contact, her breasts pressed against your chest and her legs spread wide, offering herself up to whatever pleasure you decide to inflict next. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as their tongues dance together, drowning out everything else around them except for the heady rush of desire coursing through their veins.

With you gone from between her legs, Amanda gasps for air, her body craving your touch even more desperately than before. Her eyes flutter shut as she feels the cool breeze where you'd been and licks her lips, tasting yourself on her tongue. She spreads her legs wider in anticipation of the next sensation, arching up into the pillow as she squirms restlessly beneath it.

Her fingers dig into your shoulders as she meets your gaze again, her breath coming out in ragged pants. "Please," she whispers hoarsely, "please don't stop." Her hips rise off the bed once more, seeking relief that only you can provide.

Her voice echoes through the room as she begs for more, her back arching off the bed and her fingernails scrape down your arms in an effort to get closer. Amanda's eyes squeeze shut as you thrust two fingers inside her faster and harder, striking that perfect spot over and over again until her body convulses violently around your hand. She screams your name, her voice raw with pleasure as she comes undone under the relentless pressure of your fingers.

Her muscles quiver and spasm, gripping tightly around your fingers before releasing in a series of gentle twitches. With a shuddering breath, she lays still for several long moments, trying to catch her breath as the aftershocks of her orgasm course through her body. Her eyes meet yours, the haze of desire starting to fade but an ember of passion still burning brightly in their depths. "That," she whispers hoarsely, "was definitely worth the wait."

Her cheeks flush at your words, but there's no denying the truth behind them. Amanda licks her lips nervously before leaning forward to capture your mouth in another deep, passionate kiss. Her tongue dances against yours as she tangles her hands in your hair and urges you closer. Her hips rise off the bed again, seeking out your touch even as she revels in this newfound connection between you. With a contented sigh, she breaks the kiss and rests her forehead against yours, taking deep breaths to steady herself. "Thank you," she whispers. "That was... incredible."

As the last wisps of desire fade away, leaving only contentment in their wake, you find yourself falling asleep in Amanda's arms. Her warmth envelops you like a blanket, her skin soft and silky against your own. Her breath tickles across your cheek, each exhale lulling you deeper into slumber. You drift off, secure in the knowledge that she is here with you, your daddy's perfect little slut for the night...and perhaps forever.

Amanda leads you through the haze of sleep, her body guiding you as she walks around her apartment completely naked. Her hips sway sensuously, accentuating every curve and line of her body. She pads across the living room floor, graceful as a dancer despite the fact that she's still a little sore from their earlier activities.

The light streaming through her windows paint her skin in golden hues, highlighting the pale perfection of her breasts and the soft curve of her buttocks. Her long black hair falls down her back like a silken curtain, flowing over her shoulders and teasing at your cheek as she passes by.

Her bedroom door swings open, revealing a king-sized bed with rumpled sheets and pillows scattered across the floor. A small chest of drawers sits next to the bed, its surface covered in trinkets and knickknacks that tell stories of her past adventures.

She pauses near the window, her back to you as she leans against the frame and watches the world outside go by. The morning sun caresses her skin, warming it to a deeper hue. "What do you think," she asks quietly, her voice husky with sleep, "should we get cleaned up, or...?" She lets the question hang in the air as she slowly turns around to face you. Her eyes meet yours, unashamed and inviting, filled with possibility for whatever adventure may come next.

You watch her walk around the room, admiring her beauty and confidence. "I think..." you begin, stepping closer to her. "We should get cleaned up together." Your voice is deeper than usual, but still carries the hint of desire that's lingered since last night. She tilts her head slightly, considering your words before smiling seductively and nodding in agreement.

Together, you both make your way to the bathroom where you wash away the remnants of last night's passion, relishing in the feel of each other's skin under the warm water. As you stand side-by-side at the sink, brushing your teeth and combing through tangled hair, you can't help but wonder what else this newfound connection between you might lead to.

Amanda turns to face you, her eyes shining with mischief and anticipation. "Well," she says with a sultry smile, "I've always wanted to try my hand at cooking." She grins impishly. "How about I make us breakfast in bed?" Without waiting for your response, she grabs one of your hands and pulls you towards the bedroom.

Sounds delicious, Amanda replies as you both crawl onto the bed and nestle into its soft embrace. She lies down on her side facing you, propping herself up on one elbow as she curls a lock of hair behind her ear, revealing the pale expanse of skin beneath. The sight makes your heart race faster, and you can't help but wonder what else she might be hiding beneath those silken strands.

Amanda lets out a pleased little sigh as you trace each curve of her body with your finger. She closes her eyes and arches into the touch, her breath coming faster. With another mischievous smile, she takes hold of your hand and guides it lower, towards the lacy black panties she still has on. Her hips rock rhythmically against your hand, urging you to touch her there. "Go ahead," she whispers huskily, "you know you want to."

Amanda bites her lip in thought before answering slowly, her eyes never leaving yours. "I am your...desire incarnate," she says finally. "I am the dark side of your soul made flesh, here to sate your every need and whim." She smiles wickedly, her voice low and seductive. "I am your daddy's perfect little slut." Her words wash over you like a warm summer breeze, igniting a newfound desire deep within you.

With shaking hands, she reaches down to undo the clasp of her bra, revealing her perky breasts to your hungry gaze. They're pale and delicate against the darkness of her skin, their pebbled nipples hardening as they rise to meet your touch. "Touch me," she whispers, pushing his hands towards her chest.

Her breath hitches as you begin to rub her clit, your touch sending shivers through her body. She arches into the contact, her hands reaching up to grip your shoulders for leverage as she thrusts her hips towards you. Her nipples are hard and erect under your grasp, pulling taut as they strain towards your touch.

With a groan, she wraps her leg around your waist, feeling the heat of your body so close to her core. She guides your hand between them, wanting more contact with your skin on hers. Her hips move faster now, meeting your rhythm as you jerk off, her pleasure building impossibly higher.

Her eyes widen as you lift her off the bed and place her on the kitchen counter, her heart racing with anticipation. Her legs spread wide in invitation as she arches her back, offering herself up to anyone willing to take part in this debauched feast. "Fuck," she moans breathlessly, fingers digging into the smooth marble surface beneath her as she feels the thrill of exposure course through her veins.

Amanda meets your gaze, fire burning brightly in her eyes as she watches you line up at her entrance. She knows what she wants, who she wants, and isn't afraid to demand it. Her hips rock forward, impatiently seeking the first touch of flesh inside her. "Take me," she whispers hoarsely. "Please."

Her words serve as an invitation, a challenge, and a promise all in one, echoing through the room as each man takes his turn filling her up and pushing her further towards the edge of ecstasy. The rough hands on her hips guide her movements, urging her deeper onto each cock, driving her to new heights of pleasure she never knew existed.

Her body arches and shudders as you fuck her harder, driving her wild with pleasure. Amanda cries out your name and begs for more, her hips grinding against yours in perfect rhythm. The rough hands on her hips and ass guide her deeper onto your cock, pushing her towards the brink of orgasm over and over again. She feels like she's floating on a cloud of sensation, each touch sending shockwaves through her body, setting every nerve alight with need and desire.

With each slap of your hand against her ass and tits, Amanda feels another jolt of electricity surge through her. She gasps and moans with every impact, arching into the touch as if it's fuel for the fire burning inside her. Her hips move even faster now, instinctively seeking release in the rough treatment. Her cries echo around the kitchen, mingling with the sounds of skin slapping against skin and flesh engulfing flesh.

As you lie beside her, your hand clamps down on her throat, choking her as she writhes beneath you. The sensation is strange and thrilling at the same time, heightening her arousal even further. She feels helpless in your grasp, her body responding instinctively to the dominance you display over her. Her eyes roll back in her head and her vision fades as she struggles for air, but she doesn't fight against it, knowing that this is part of the game.

As you release your grip on her throat, Amanda gasps for air, her chest heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. The sensation of your hands on her tits is exquisite, painfully tight and hard as they hold her in place while you fuck her harder. She arches her back, trying to meet every thrust as deeply inside as possible, desperate for release from the intensity of your dominance. Her cries grow louder, more frantic with each passing second, urging you onward as she nears the brink of orgasm once again.

She cries out your name as the pleasure builds within her, every movement pushing you closer to the edge of oblivion. Her body trembles and convulses as she comes undone beneath you, her pussy clenching tightly around your cock in the throes of orgasm. Her voice grows hoarse from screaming your name, her eyes glaze over with pleasure as she collapses bonelessly against the bed. You follow suit not long after, groaning her name as you empty yourself deep inside her.