"Ass Reaming" - читать интересную книгу автора (Michaels Blake)

Chapter 12

Walking over to the bed, Bill looked down at me. My boobs quivered on my chest and my nipples were still hard with excitement. Sitting up, I reached for a cigarette and Bill lit it for me.

"Why did you do that, Bill?"

"Do what?" he asked.

"Don't play dumb with me."

"Alright. I wanted to repay a favor."

"And so you used me," I said accusingly.

"It looks that way," he said smiling. "Are you complaining?"

"Go to hell."

"Don't worry, baby, we'll be fucking there, too."

I was silent.

"Now don't tell me," he said, "that you didn't enjoy every inch of that dildo inside your ass because I was watching you. I could see you never had anything so god damn good in your life. Admit it! "

Tears began to form in my eyes, but I fought them back I sat up on the edge of the bed and spat at him.

"You're an animal, a pig. I hate you."

"Tough shit, baby. Maybe this will teach you a lesson. Maybe the next time you won't be so quick to fuck someone if I'm not around."

"I tried to explain it to you, but you just wouldn't listen. What could I do?"

"That's a lot of bullshit," he said. "There was nothing to explain. I caught you fucking with Bruce and that's all there is to it. Now forget it."

Suddenly, Bill started ripping his clothes off. Within a moment he was standing in front of me, naked, his cock hard and throbbing with desire. I guess seeing me fucking with Terry really got him hot.

"Oh, Bill," I cried out as I felt his hand reaching for my cunt. I opened my legs as wide as I could and sighed with pleasure as I felt him jamming three fingers into my wet, dripping cunt hole. I found myself wondering if I could ever get enough sex to satisfy me.

"Oh, Bill, Bill, that feels so good. So good." My breath came in hot, panting gasps as he finger-fucked my cunt, while at the same time he bent down and began sucking one erect nipple, gently digging his teeth into it.

Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out of my cunt and filled my ass hole with them. I groaned with lust. With the muscles inside my rectum, I grasped his fingers, making the fit even tighter. God, how I wanted his cock!

As soon as he felt like my ass hole was ready, he took his cock and placed the head against the entrance. A heavy moan of pleasure rose from my throat as I felt the thick length of his prick slowly sinking into the warmth of my ass hole. As he pushed it in I slowly pressed my ass against him, trying to drive the cock in even deeper. I couldn't get enough.

With every thrust, Bill buried his cock deeper into my ass hole. Both my cunt and ass hole filled with lubrication as he whipped my shit into a frothy mess. His hand, still buried inside my cunt, banged against my womb with the same rhythm he was using to fuck my ass.

With every thrust I could feel my climax drawing closer. I gasped for breath, I panted, I moaned increasingly louder as the raging fires burned inside me.

"Oh, Bill, fuck me, harder, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

My body writhed on the bed. I cried out in ecstasy.

"Oh, harder, Bill, harder, fuck me. Screw the shit out of my ass. Drill me, fuck my cunt, my ass. Fuck me. Make me come, I'm going to come. Oh, Bill, Oh, I'm coming, I'm coming!"

I gasped for air as my body vibrated on the bed. Come flowed from my cunt and still he kept slamming his prick into the depths of my bowels. My orgasm ended yet still he kept fucking, was starting to get really sore now and I cried with the pain. Still, he kept fucking me.

"Please, please Bill, come. Shoot inside my ass. Oh, God it hurts, Bill. Please, come inside me. I can't stand anymore. Please!"

"I'm gonna fuck your ass off," he said in answer to my pleas.

And he did just that. Fucking me until I couldn't see straight, until my ass felt like a raw, bleeding mass of flesh. Although it was painful, I tightened my sphincter, making the hole even tighter for him, hoping that it would force him to come.

Finally, I heard him grunting. I tightened my ass hole even more, begging him to come. Suddenly, I felt his cock swell inside me and then throb with his release. I moaned with pleasure as I felt his scalding, thick load of sperm gushing from his palpitating prick, lubricating the walls of my rectum. And then he pulled his cock out.

"Suck it, cunt," he said.

He rolled over onto his back. I opened my mouth wide and sucked in his soft, slimy cock. As I sucked it clean for him, I rolled my tongue around the sensitive head until his ass was bucking up and down on the bed, not stopping until he had slapped my face three times. I was tempted to just bite his cock off, but decided against it. I knew that I would be wanting it again, soon.

That last fuck made me forgive him for what he had done and now we rested quietly on the bed, my head on his shoulder, one of his hands cupping my soft, creamy tits, gently pressing a newly erected 184 nipple with his strong fingers.

After a few minutes, I could feel my pussy starting to fill with a new load of juice. I moaned softly and pressed my lips to his throat, licking all around his flesh. After a minute, I found his mouth and darted my tongue inside, tasting the hot, wet sweetness of his saliva. His tongue came to life and began playing a game of tag with my own. For five minutes we exchanged spit, him drinking mine and then me drinking his.

His fingers began rubbing the hot, wet meat inside my twat while I gently, lovingly played with his growing cock.

A husky moan escaped from my throat as I slid down his body, licking wetly over his chest and stomach, right down to his hard, throbbing cock.

My tongue was hot and wet with spit as I laved up and down the underside of his prick, taking time to swirl my tongue all around the head until it was throbbing with passion.

Opening my mouth wide, I sucked the head inside, slowly going lower and lower until I had taken three-quarters of his prick inside my mouth. Slowly, with a nice, wet suction, I began moving my mouth up and down the length of his prick, sucking him off.

Finally, I could stand it no longer. I had to feel him inside my cunt, fucking me. Giving him one last kiss, I squatted over it. Grasping the base of the shaft, I directed the head to my open, glistening hole and pressed it against the opening.

I moaned softly with pleasure as I sat down on it, feeling the entire length slide deeply into my hole. As soon as I had buried it inside as far as I could, I fell forward onto him, crushing my tits against his chest.

I sighed with desire as he wrapped his arms around my back and began pumping his massive cock in and out of my dripping, sucking cunt hole.

The walls of my pussy grasped his cock, not wanting to let it go. Together we moved in perfect unison, perfect rhythm, fucking, fucking, fucking.

"Oh, Bill. Your cock feels so good inside me," I moaned passionately in his ear.

We were both fucking slowly, enjoying the feeling of cock and cunt coming together, our bodies and souls merging as one inside the warm, wet depths of my cunt.

Just then, Bill rolled over until he was on top of me, his cock staying inside my cunt, never losing a stroke. In this position I felt his cock moving even deeper inside me with every stroke.

I wrapped my legs around his back, heaving my ass up and down, moaning each time his prick sunk deliciously into my juice-filled hole.

"Oh, Bill, fuck me harder, fuck my cunt hard. Stab your prick into me. Oh, Jesus, that feels so good. Oh, I love your prick. I love it!"

I was no longer a person. With his cock pumping inside me, I was being transformed into a wild animal. All I was aware of was Bill's prick. All I wanted was to be fucked.

The bed shook and creaked as we banged our sweating bodies together, both of us desperately straining to come, to reach our own moment of ecstasy, our climax, I was breathing hard and fast as the desire mounted inside my body. I could feel my heart racing inside my chest, beating like a drum as I quivered and writhed on the bed.

When I finally came it was like nothing I had ever known. Ever since I met Bill, every orgasm seemed to be better than the last. I cried out as the sweet pain tore through me. My back arched into the air as I reached for the feeling, only to be slammed back down onto the bed. A hoarse cry of pent-up lust wracked my throat. Convulsions of pleasure sent my hot cream spewing from my palpitating pussy, soaking his embedded cock.

Just then, Bill gave forth a mighty grunt and I felt the hard length of his cock throb inside me. Hot gushes of thick, white sperm shot from his spasming prick, splashing inside the drenched cavern of my vagina. The feeling of having him come inside me sent another series of smaller, though still pleasant tremors through my pussy until I finally lay back, drained of all energy. Finally, it ended for him and he got out of bed. Going into the kitchen he fixed himself another drink. I stayed in bed. I knew that in the morning my cunt would be sore as hell, but right then, at that moment it was the most beautiful feeling in the world.

I could hear the sounds of the street filtering in through the window. They were all sounds I had heard a thousand times before. I became aware of Bill sitting in a chair in the corner of the bedroom. He was already dressed. I assumed that he had to go out.

"Bill," I said, "I'm sorry. It will never happen again. I swear it. You're all that I want. Please, believe me."

"Isn't it a little late for that?" he asked.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know, Kim. Let's play it be ear for awhile."

"Alright Bill. But, please, just give me a chance."

"Everybody has and wants just one more chance. Most people want more than one and sometimes it just doesn't work out."

"How does it work out then?"

"Like this. Like tonight. When we started out together it was all fun and games. And things started to happen. It used to be that I was happy just to fuck and then you came along. We started playing this slave game and then tonight happened. I won't say that I didn't enjoy it, but now I'm getting scared. It's like… it's like it's no longer a game and that this is all for real. I feel like I'm turning into the animal that I've been acting like ever since we first met. I just don't know anymore. I just don't know."

"Who was that girl, Bill?"

"You mean Terry?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Just a girl. She did me a favor once. I promised that I would pay her back someday. Tonight I did just that."

"And now you are squared with her?"

"That's right, thanks to you."

"Well, I'm glad I was able to help," I said, the sarcasm more than apparent in my voice.

"Jesus Christ, Kim, don't start in again. Shit, you bring it all on yourself and then when the shit falls in your lap you wonder why. I'm telling you now, baby, wake up, if you can. Wake up."

And that was all he said, all that was left to be said. And then he left me there by myself.