burn, my weight pressed into the bed with both hands between my thighs. I spread my knees as far as they would go, exposed and raw and past all care.
“One day you’ll take two fat dicks in your ass. This is nothing, Gemma... just a tiny warm up.”
“Yes...”
He pushed up against me, until his cock was pressing against my pussy, the flat of his stomach holding big purple in place. I took him in my hands, grinding him tight against my clit. He was big, as big as big purple, not twelve inches, but a big hulk of meat all the same. My brain unravelled, sending me to the place I loved to go. The place where I was nothing but lust, a crazy urge for filthy cock the only thing in the universe. I guided his cock towards my slit, urging him in.
“Your ass is stretched full, dirty girl. It won’t go in easy.”
“I don’t care,” I rasped. “I want it.” I shuffled backwards, grunting as the tip of him breached my pussy.
“Fuck, Gemma, let me get a condom.” I held my breath as I waited, my ass clenching tight around the dildo. “Are you sure you want this, Gemma?”
“Fuck yes,” I hissed, bracing myself for it.
He was right, it didn’t go in easy. One hand grabbed at my hip, pulling me onto him, and the other was flat to my ass, keeping big purple plugged tight. He grunted as he pushed his way inside, and it hurt like a motherfucker, but I didn’t care. My eyes watered under my blindfold, but I was smiling all the fucking way.
“Oh God, yes... yes...”
“I wish you could see what I can see,” he breathed.
“Don’t come, Jason, not yet.”
“Don’t you worry about that, sweet thing. I can fuck for hours.”
It felt like it. He fucked me so slow; gentle strokes to tease me open, before slamming me good and proper. Fast, then slow, over and over, until I was swearing and groaning, and falling apart underneath him. He fucked me with big purple, and fucked me in tandem, encouraging me to strum my horny little clit until I came like a wild animal, grabbing at the sheets and squealing his name.
He pulled out slowly, taking big purple with him in a truly glorious squelch, and my insides quivered and throbbed. Sweet Jesus!
“A perfect view,” he said. “Gaping wide and raw and so fucking pretty.”
I was fucked, well and truly. I rolled onto my back, reaching out for him. I found his cock still hard, and pulled off the condom, tossing it aside and coaxing him up the bed to me. My mouth was already open. He tasted of rubber, and pussy.
“My turn,” he breathed. “That’s right... so fucking right.”
I slurped on his cock as best I could from my position, and he seemed to enjoy it well enough. He slapped his meat against my lips, jerking himself off against my chin. I opened wide for him, all ready for his dirty gift.
“Now...” he hissed. “Yes!”
His cum was salty, and thick, really fucking thick. It dribbled to the back of my throat, and I swallowed the whole lot down with a grateful smack of my lips.
It didn’t put him off kissing my salty mouth, tangling his tongue with mine in a horny-as-hell parting gesture.
My body was sad when he removed himself from my touch. I listened to him pull his jeans back on.
“Time’s up,” he said.
I sighed. “I’m not sure pole fitness is on the cards tonight.”
“You’ll be fine, dirty girl. You’re going to feel me when you’re rubbing against that pole, I like that.”
“I’ll be feeling you for a while,” I giggled. “A long while.”
He pressed his lips to my forehead, surprising me. “I’ll let myself out. Give me five minutes before you take the blindfold off.”
I listened to him in the living room, heart pounding until I heard the door slam closed behind him.
I relaxed, smiling to the empty room as I counted down the minutes.
And then I took my blindfold off.
***
Chapter Nine
Jason
I was grinning like a lunatic as I drove out of Blackfriars, searching through Steve’s crappy old tapes until I found a driving anthems soundtrack. I turned it up high as I chugged through the countryside.
She was everything I hoped for, and more. So much more.
Her ripe thighs, the soft white swell of her tits. Fuck. She was gorgeous. Gorgeous and dirty and horny as hell.
My phone vibrated in my pocket for the umpteenth time. I checked the mirrors