Why Deprive Yourself

Brad and Mandy are on the couch when the movie cuts to a couple fucking slow on-screen. Mandy shifts, goes stiff, wants out. "I can't watch this," she says, voice thin. "I'm a recovering porn addict. One scene like that and I'm right back in the hole." She leaves fast. Brad nods, says he's sorry, but the second she's gone his smile changes. Over the next few weeks he works angles. A dirty mag "falls" from his bag. He "slips" her a cock shot by mistake. Always sorry, always clueless, always pressing the same button. Every apology makes the crack in her bigger. Tonight he pushes it all the way. Says they can watch real porn together, just once, nothing heavy. She caves, sits with him, gets wet, can't look away. Her hand goes between her legs. She comes hard, shaking. Then she's on him, peeling clothes off, pulling him in like she's been starving. Brad fucks her raw while she begs for every inch and lets him take the rest.