its normal size. I plead, “Harder. Fuck me harder.”
“Your wish is my command.” Positioning his hands under my hips, he lifts me, settling back on his knees. Pushing my legs wide, he grabs my hip with his hand and the headboard with the other, pounding in at a furious pace. Fucking me, as requested. Hard. Relentless. Brutal.
My body floats higher and higher as he pummels my pussy, circling his hips in languid intervals in between the steady pounding. “Oh God, don’t stop…fuck me, geezus….Fuck!” My hips jerk and my eyes squeeze shut as the vibrations lilt through my body. As I fall back down to earth, I sink into the bed, the roar in my ears lessening.
“Oh, come on, girl. Is that all you got?” he whispers, his voice taunting me. He pulls out and I groan at the loss. He flips me on my stomach. My arms still anchored in their soft brown leather harness. “Let’s see if I can get ‘nother one out of that sweet pussy.” His gentle laugh tickles my ear as he slides his tongue up my earlobe, his hand grazing my sore nipple. Spreading my legs, he yanks me up on my knees. “I swear, darlin’ your ass is one tasty sight.” He gives it a quick slap and kneads it appreciatively. “Nice pretty pink color. Mmmm, I like that.”
My hands instinctively reach for the headboard, clutching it as he rams into me, eliciting a loud moan, my back arching from the sheer force, my clit throbbing. His hand snakes down between my legs circling my bundle of nerves, coaxing it out to play again. Thrusting in and out, his finger flicks my hard nub in opposing rhythm, springing me to life. My legs spread wider as I point my ass up, wiggling it against his groin. “Girl, you keep that up and I won’t last much longer.”
My ravenous beast rears its ugly head. Contracting and releasing my walls, milking him as roughly as he fucks me. Squeezing with all I have, demanding his release, fucking him hard. Angry hard, taking what I want. My hips move to meet his as the sound of our bodies slapping hangs in the air. My movements are my own undoing as I feel the wave coming faster and faster as he demands another orgasm, a guttural moan signals my end. “Oh God. Fuck!”
He pounds into me again and again, forcing me to give him everything. His hips jut forward, grinding into my swollen lips. This time, “fuck” signals his release as he jars into my cunt, blow after blow.
His hand reaches forward to unbuckle the belt. My hands finally free, they fall useless to the bed as I turn, falling on my back. Tommy is close behind.
“Fuck,” I grunt.
“You said it,” he says, turning to look at me, smiling broadly, his dimples deep.
We went at it all night, fucking like rabbits. Tasting every part of each other until the sun rose and Tommy had to head back. With a sweet and thorough kiss, he dresses, walks out, and closes the door softly as I drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 8
“Well, isn’t this the very definition of a ‘just fucked’ look?” Sally teases me.
I peer up at her with one eye, on my stomach with a sheet barely covering my ass. “Leave me alone. You drugged me.”
“Honey, you drank the drink. Don’t blame me if the E coupled with a long dry spell caused you to attack Tommy.” She smiles with a bored look on her face. “That’s on you, not me.”
“I can’t believe how…demanding it made me,” I mutter, shaking my head and throwing my pillow over my face.
“Come on. It’s our last day before classes begin. Let’s go eat, go shopping, do something. Once the term starts, it’ll be study, study, study.” She goads me.
Turning, I rise and run my hand through my hair as I clutch the sheet to my chest.
“Geez, you are so uptight.” She sneers. “Get up. I want to go eat.”
“Ok, ok, ok….I’m up.” My current satiated state pulls my inner demon out to play. I rise and walk to the shower, sans the sheet. I glide to the bathroom door, completely spent, to the soft murmur of “Damn.”
I turn the shower on waiting for the water to heat up, staring into the mirror. My lips are swollen, my nipples are still an angry red, and hard. Maybe a sports bra will keep them from rubbing raw. My pussy is beyond sore. Every