Locked Out

"Merry Christmas, Warren!" Sava said with only a tinge of sarcasm in her voice.

It was Christmas as Sava wrapped her lips around Warren's big beautiful cock. They were in her apartment, a place that was becoming all too common for their get-togethers. But Sava didn't care about that, not as his cock reach the back of her mouth and Sava began to deepthroat it.

She was wearing some red plaid lingerie for the occasion. She had originally bought them for Ryan, but it seemed like Ryan's loss was Warren's gain.

As his cock slid down her throat, Sava thought about the last few weeks. After the original fight over whether he should get a job, she and Ryan made a compromise. He'd have to find a job if he wasn't making two hundred dollars a week off his band by February. She was pretty sure he wouldn't be able to; it was really just delaying the inevitable.

Ryan was still pissed about it and he wore his emotions on his sleeve. Sava wasn't taking all his bullshit and they had begun to fight quite often. Once again, this benefited Warren, who usually got angry revenge sex with Sava in her bed.

Tonight's fight was dumb. They had gone to a friend's house to celebrate Christmas. It was supposed to be an ugly Christmas sweater party, but Ryan had initially refused. Sava made him wear one anyway, and Ryan pouted like a child. Of course, when one of their friends showed up without one, Ryan "generously" donated his.

Sava saw this and got pissed. She had explicitly asked him to wear it, and he disrespected her like that. They started fighting outside, she hoped to contain the fight so their friends would not hear. That did not happen. Sava didn't want to make a scene, so she left. She told Ryan to sleep at Jared's house tonight, that he had pissed her off and she didn't want to see him until tomorrow.

"Oh shit!" Warren moaned as Sava grinded her nose into his pelvis having swallowed his entire cock.

So as she rode the bus home, she texted Warren, who was all too eager to meet up with her. Once home, she changed into her lingerie; the rest is history.

"What did he do this time?" Warren asked as Sava came up for air.

An unfortunate consequence of her revenge sex with Warren was that she often blabbed about what they were fighting about. She didn't like how involved this made Warren feel but she couldn't help it when she was pissed.

"He took off the sweater I told him to wear." She told him as she unclasped her bra, threw it to the side, and put Warren's cock between her tits.

"Thy audacity!" Warren replied sarcastically as Sava began rubbing her tits along his shaft.

"It was more than that!" She responded to his dismissal, causing her to open up more. "We were at a Christmas sweater party. We were matching and he purposely gave his away to piss me off!"

Sava took the head of his cock into her mouth as she bounced her tits on his cock. Her tongue was doing laps around it, causing Warren to moan involuntarily. Sava knew that would shut him up for now, letting her truly enjoy the taste of his cock and the feel of it between her tits.

"You and Ryan seem to be fighting a lot recently." Warren noted, once again prying at her relationship.

"We're going through a rough patch. We've survived them before." She told him, attempting to kill any chance he thought might exist.

Sava pulled away from his cock and crawled on top of him. Warren happily watched her swaying hips and jiggling breasts as she got herself in position. She pulled her panties to the side, as Warren brought his knees up and tried to push into her.

"Ah, ah, ah!" Sava teased, pulling her pussy away from Warren's cock and putting her hand on his chest. "I'm in control tonight!" She told him.

Warren relented; he knew Sava's stubbornness would win out. Secretly, he loved it when Sava took control and dominated him. It was unlike any sex he had had before. Sava was unlike any woman he had been with previously. He was so used to dominating his conquest that Sava's role reversal had him needing more.

But he wasn't going to be some cuck boyfriend, who Sava just ran all over. He maintained some control in bed, typically taking control in the subsequent encounter. But it didn't feel like dominance, he wasn't using her for his pleasure. There was a mutuality in it. He wanted her to enjoy it just as much as he did. It was a feeling he had never felt with a woman before.

But for tonight, he gave Sava control without a fight. It was pretty typical for her to control the sex after a fight with Ryan. It was her way of feeling in control of her life, even just for a moment.

As Warren's knees went down, Sava reached behind her, grabbing his cock and lining it up. She slowly dipped down, his cock spreading her open and making her feel hot. She let out a reflexive moan as she began to slide down. His cock was like a key inside her, unlocking and opening her to a new level of pleasure.

"Fuck that feels ssssooooooo good!" Sava moaned as she felt his whole cock stretching her pussy out.

Sava began to rock her hips, moving up and down on the old man's cock. Even with the little light available, Sava could still see Warren's sultry smile and the lust within his eyes. It made her feel sexy, the way he looked at her so desperately. As his cock tapped her cervix, she got chills from the pleasures down her spine. The pleasure was quickly overwhelming her senses.

"That's a good boy!" She said in a mocking tone. "Just let me give it to you!"

She rode his cock quickly, they had fucked enough that ramp-up wasn't necessary. Her body got hot, the quick buildup to her orgasm. She felt his hands on her hips, his wrinkled old fingers digging into her young, supple body. Her body quickly responded to his touch, sending an electric pulse through her. It was such a sick turn-on, but it made her so wet.

Warren laid back and enjoyed the show. There wasn't much else he could do while Sava drove the bus. He smiled as he watched this goddess jump on his cock, her tits jiggling as she did. A slapping noise could be heard when she slammed herself back down. Her power and beauty were mesmerizing, rendering Warren temporarily comatose.

Sava leaned forward and arched her back, pushing her chest into Warren's face, all while maintaining her hip motion. His hands migrated up towards her boobs, squeezing them as his lips found her nipple. She bit her lip as she felt him tease her nipples at first, licking his way all around the nub without touching it. He looked up at her as she looked down at him. He was surprised she didn't look annoyed about the teasing. Instead, he only saw a caring look in her eyes.

But Warren wasn't that patient, and Sava soon felt his tongue going back and forth over her nipple. Sava broke eye contact and tossed her head back, letting out a relieved moan.

"Ah!" She yelped as Warren bit down on her nipple, the slight pain only enhancing the feeling between her legs.

"You're going to cum, soon!" He stated, feeling the tightness and wetness of her pussy.

Sava leaned back, pulling her chest away from his grasp. "I decide when I'm going to cum!" She told him, slowing the motion of her hips down.

"Please Sava, cum on my cock! I need to feel!" He begged, knowing she couldn't help herself, but that she wanted to hear this.

Sava wickedly smiled. She loved watching her once cocky and smug old neighbor beg. It satisfied her need for control and made her feel powerful.

"I guess since you asked so nicely!" Sava replied, knowing full well she couldn't hold out long anyway.

She leaned forward to look into Warren's eyes as she sped her hips up again. His withered old face was oddly attractive to her now. His brown eyes shone in the dim light of the night. Her heart beated faster as she looked at the old man. She thought it was solely due to her oncoming orgasm.

"Call my name out!" Sava demanded, looking deep into his eyes.

"Oh, Sava!" Warren moaned, putting his hand back on her hips.

"No, my other name! The one only you call me!" She told him with a sultry smile on her face.

"Jello?" He asked, surprised.

"Yes! Say it louder!" She ordered, arching her back as her orgasm came closer and closer.

"Oh, Jello! Just like that!" He moaned, his hands going to her taut stomach, feeling her soft, smooth skin.

"Keep going! I'm almost there!" She yelled, Warren feeling her body tremble as she was so close to finishing.

"Oh fuck, Jello! Keep banging me, please!" He groaned as she fucked him with all the force she had.

"Oh fuck! I'm cumming!" She cried out, planting herself down on his cock and letting her pussy spasm all along his length.

She felt wave after wave of pleasure, her young body feeling like it's on fire. Her brain went numb, and she felt her other self taking control. Her body felt weak, and she fell forward onto Warren, nestling her head into his shoulder.

"Thank you, daddy!" She whispered in his ear, letting him know she was in her frenzied state.

Warren wrapped his arms around her and rolled them over, so Sava was on her back. He was able to maintain his cock inside her as he leaned back, ready to fuck her brains out.

But Warren hesitated. He looked down at the young blonde woman and felt his heart beat through his chest. She was smiling up at him, obviously ready for him to destroy her, but he didn't.

"Come on, daddy! Fuck me!" She encouraged, ready to be ravaged by the old man.

Warren smiled down at her. He had wanted Sava to say that to him for a year now. But now that she did, it felt different from what he expected. He thought he'd feel powerful having conquered another broad. But instead, he felt a sense of belonging, like he had found his other half. He felt love towards Sava.

He leaned down and captured Sava's lips in a searing kiss. Sava quickly reciprocated, her frenzied mind too horned up to protest. Their tongues met and circled one another as Warren began to do gentle, small strokes inside her.

'What is he doing?' Sava wondered, as Warren usually didn't act like this.

It wasn't necessarily worse; it was just different and unexpected. She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him tightly. Their bodies shared heat and fluid as the friction between them made their skin feel as if it were on fire.

Warren thrusted his hips back and forth sensually. It was tender and caring, not focused on the end goal but on the journey to get there. Her rational mind already knew what was happening; Warren was making love to her. That part of her wanted to get out of there, but her frenzied side was still in control.

So Sava stayed, holding Warren tightly as they made love. There was something between them, not a physical barrier, but an emotional connection. It had slowly grown over time as Sava's and Warren's affair had continued. Sava denied its existence, but there was no denying it now.

They finally broke the kiss to catch their breath. Their bodies were burning hot. Their sweat had combined and stuck them together, the room filled with the scent of their lovemaking, a twisted mixture of sweat and arousal.

"Mmm... oh, Warren." She quietly moaned as he nibbled on her earlobe.

She felt her pussy gushing as he kissed her neck. It was as if her whole body was a sensitive spot, and Warren was touching it all at once. It was unbelievable how good it felt. Each thrust was gentle, yet somehow she felt a passion behind them.

Sava knew she had lost control. Had Warren just fucked her and made them both cum, she would still have felt in control. She had allowed him to do that, that was her choice.

This, though, making love, she hadn't agreed to this. Her frenzied mind had accepted it, but did not impose this. This was Warren's doing, and she was just along for the ride.

"Oh, Warren! Keep going!" She cried out, nearing completion.

But she wasn't passive in this either. Her frenzied mind may have been in control, but it was still her. She had allowed this. She could have pushed him away, but she didn't. Carnal wants and desires fueled her frenzied self, and she desired to make love with Warren. Sava questioned if this was an unconscious desire of hers, a question that would run through her mind for a long time after this.

Still, she couldn't deny how good it felt. Warren so deep inside her, letting her feel his whole manhood intimately, stretching her out and making her head spin. Their orgasms were growing in unison, no doubt, a massive simultaneous explosion was on the horizon and coming quickly.

Warren pulled back his head slightly to look into Sava's eyes. He cupped her cheek and felt their connection. As he looked into her eyes, he knew she felt it too.

"God, you're beautiful." He said, Sava giggled slightly before he went in and kissed her again.

Sava didn't hesitate to kiss him back, once again choosing to make love with Warren. She felt the wrinkles on the back of his head. She shouldn't be here, enjoying this with him, but she couldn't help herself. As the feeling in her stomach grew, she knew why she couldn't leave.

Warren's hips remained calm, even as he approached his end, keeping their lovemaking slow and sensual. They finally both exploded together. Warren flooding her womb as her pussy massaged him. They both moaned and groaned into the other's mouth, neither daring to rip the contact apart.

Finally, after several moments, Warren moved away.

"Wow, Sava!" He said, shocked at how gentle yet amazing it had been.

"Thank you, daddy! That was incredible!" She replied.

Warren rolled off her, lying on his back as they both needed a moment to catch their breath. The room smelled fowl, a mix of sweat and cum, but neither minded it at the moment. They both basked in their lovemaking for a moment, and a silent contentment came over the room.

Sava's rational brain started working again. She realized how wrong what they just did was. It's was one thing if they were just fucking but for Warren to make love to her, it was an admittance that this wasn't just a stupid little affair. And Sava couldn't have that.

"You should probably leave..." Sava said, breaking the silence and instantly telling Warren that Sava was back to normal.

"Why? Is Ryan coming home soon?" He asked, a little worried that he might catch them as they were.

"No, I'm just tired, Warren." Sava said, already knowing what Warren would offer next.

"Come on, Sava, you know I ain't a one-shot guy." He replied, grinning, his fingers already reaching for Sava's hips.

"I said no, Warren!" She responded, slapping his hand away. It was tempting, but Sava needed a moment away from Warren to digest what had just happened.

"Fine." The disgruntled old man replied.

He rolled out of bed, picked up his clothes, and started putting them on. He watched Sava, who simply lay there uncomfortably. Her mind was reeling with thoughts about what had just transpired. Her emotions towards it were overwhelming and confusing, making her slump defeatedly.

She had enjoyed it immensely, that she could not deny. Neither could she deny the connection between them, something she had been hoping to avoid. She loved her boyfriend; he was her future. This was supposed to be just a little side of fun. But now her little affair had now become more complicated, and she didn't like that at all.

"You know my offer still stands." Warren said, cutting the silence in the room.

"I'm not taking money from you, Warren." She told him. "I'm not a prostitute."

"Don't think of it like that." He replied.

"Then how am I supposed to think about it?" She asked, turning towards him.

Warren saw the anger in her eyes and decided not to press the issue. "I'll just go." He said, and then left her room without saying another word.

Sava lay back, her mind racing. She knew sleep would elude her tonight.

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Sava heard her front door close as her boyfriend left. It was the day after Christmas, and things were still tense between them, their fight from the previous night spilling over. But Sava had more on her plate now.

Before Christmas, she had only ever made love with Ryan. That's what separated Ryan and Warren. Warren could fuck her but love making was for Ryan only. But Warren had just torn down that wall. And she didn't know if she'd be able to put it back up.

She needed to talk to Warren, and with her boyfriend out of the apartment, it would have to be now. She knew he probably didn't even think he had done anything wrong, but she needed some assurance that he wouldn't do it again. So, she sauntered over to his place in sweats, trying to look as unsexy as possible to keep the conversation on topic.

"Hey, is your cuck gone?" Warren said as he opened the door.

"Yes, Ryan is gone, but we need to talk." She replied.

"Talk? Why?" He asked, and Sava saw a concerned look in his eye.

"Because of what happened last night." She told him, but could see he wasn't understanding. "Huh, come on." She said, taking his hand and leading him to his couch.

"So, what happened last night?" He asked, sitting down and wondering what was going on with Sava.

"You made love to me..." She told him.

"Ya, it was pretty good, wasn't it?" Warren replied, leaning in closer and breathing in her scent.

"That's not what I'm here to discuss, Warren." She responded, shooing him off. "You weren't supposed to do that with me. Only Ryan's allowed to make love to me."

"Oh, come on!" He scoffed, putting his hand on her inner thigh. "You know you liked it..."

She grabbed his hand and threw it off her. "That's not the point!" She replied. "We are not in a relationship. We are just fucking and you need to understand that."

"I do..." He responded, getting a little grumpy himself. "You've made that very clear."

"Apparently not clear enough." She replied. "So, I have a few rules."

"Rules? Really?" Warren responded.

"Yes, because you haven't been able to control yourself." Sava said.

"Sure, but you don't seem to stop me either." He inquired.

"Look, if you want to continue fucking, you just have to follow three rules. Got it?" She insisted.

"Fine." Warren disgruntledly agreed. "What are these rules?"

"One, no making love to me. That's for Ryan only." She told him.

"Fair enough." He agreed to her first rule.

"Two, no more trying to spend time with me outside of the bedroom." She continued.

"Alright, you've made that one clear." He agreed.

"And three, no more kissing." She told him.

"Come on, really?" He pushed back. "You kiss back just as much as I kiss you."

"That's not me... well, not the rationale me." She said. "If you want this to continue, then you need to show some self-control. Even if I beg you to kiss me, you have to stop yourself. Understand?"

"Yes." Warren angrily agreed.

"Good." Sava replied. "Now, you get your reward." She told him as she reached for his pants.

She undid his pants and pulled his cock. She was surprised to find it soft. When she's around, he was usually up and hard, but she figured the conversation wasn't exactly a turn-on for him. After a few pumps, she couldn't feel his cock coming alive.

She leaned over and took his cock into her mouth, his musky flavor quickly enveloped her tastebuds. She lied down on her stomach as she began to suck his cock. His semi-hard cock was a much different feel. It had a more squirmy feel to it than usual. There was an almost pride like feeling though as she felt the blood quickly rushing to his cock and it growing in her mouth.

"Oh!" Warren groaned as he felt Sava bob her head down and take his cock into her throat.

He collected her hair, so he could watch her suck. Her talented lips going right to his base, her warm throat and mouth surrounding his now fully hard cock. His other hand went to her butt, even in sweatpants you could see her thickness. He gave it a hard smack, the loud thump was heard throughout his apartment.