Naughty Little Shamrock Stories

During college and a bit after I worked at my family's bar when not at school. It's a simple Beer and shot pub. One night I was closing up when my sister's boyfriend walked in all angry. Rich was an asshole in nearly every way but the fun lovable one. He was however absolutely fuckable in every way especially in his pants. My sister and him had a big fight which is not surprising considering both their personalities and the avalanche of text she managed to send me. I knew I shouldn’t have let him in but against my better judgement I did and asked him to explain what happened

He was leaning against a table when I gave him a glass of whiskey and I did the same with one of my own. He described the events of what happened between him and my sister. 

The whole time he was talking I could see him looking me over often pausing his gaze over my short skirt or low tank top. I should have been upset at it but I was just turned on. After about 30min he decided to make a move on me. He stood directly in front of me, his hands groping my tits and committed on how much better they are than my sister's flat chest. I attempted to resist telling him he shouldn't be doing this. His response was to slide his hand under my skirt grabbing my already moist thong covered pussy. I could barely mutter yes when he asked if I was going to be his whore. 

With this he swiftly turned me around forcefully bending me over so hard it hurt my chest and hips on the table. He pulled my skirt with both hands. When I tried to lean up a bit he used one hand on the back of my neck to force me down with the other hand he practically ripped my thong off as he pulled it to the side. Two fingers pushed into my pussy with his thumb pressing on my asshole. He had me like that until I nearly came. Before I could cum he stopped and made me beg for his cock which I immediately did. While keeping my neck pinned down on the table he undid his pants and pressed the head against my dripping wet pussy. I knew he had an impressive cock beforehand. I thought it was just long but what I didn't know until he forced it in me was that it was massively thick too. It took one hard thrust to have it all the way in my pussy. It both hurt like hell and felt amazing at the same time. He would fuck me hard and rough with complete disregard for me. My hips slammed against the table so hard that it left deep painful bruises. He never let up ruthlessly slamming my pussy until I let out a series of loud moans as he made me cum. 

Once my orgasm passed he violently pulled me off the table by my hair and down to my knees. I gasped as I landed and he took the opportunity to push his cock in my open mouth. This was when I 1st saw just how thick it was. Using the hand gripping my hair he fucked my throat just as he did my pussy. Occasionally he would push deep and hold me down making me gag on his cock. When he wasn't forcing me I would suck and lick at his cock with the same enthusiasm. It wasn't long before he pulled me up by the hair and sat me on the edge of the table my legs opened wide. His one hand squeezed at my throat the other ripped my top and bra down exposing my tits. Taking notice of my pierced nipples for the 1st time he commented that he knew I was a slut and pushed his cock head back into my eagerly waiting pussy. He was even more rough than before pounding into me with as much force as he could. Every time I would cum he would squeeze my neck more which would just cause me to cum more. He kept this up until he was finally ready to cum himself. Just as we both came he started to pull out causing him to cum partially in my pussy and all over the outside and my legs. 

After that he fixed his pants, told me I was a much better fuck than my prude flat chested sister and looked forward to having me again before walking out the door. I was left on the table a mess of cum and light headed. I barely managed to pull my ruined clothes back in place and walked the 3 blocks to my apartment. I didn't even have the energy to change or clean up so I just passed out fully dressed on my bed. The next morning when I finally got up and started to clean myself up was when I noticed the deep purple painful bruises on my hips and smaller green brown ones on the sides of my neck from his fingertips. This made me relive that night making me so horny that I ended up masturbating in the shower. 

We would hook up again usually at my place whenever he and my sister would argue. It was never as rough as the 1st time and I would take control sometimes but it was never gentle, always raw lust, and hard fucking. It ended up happening 2-3 times a month until my sister caught him with one of her friends and broke up with him about 8 months later.