Page 63 of Private Pleasures

His face was impassive. He slid an overstuffed bolster beneath her hips to raise her up so he could get in as deep as possible.

“Tie my hands,” she said suddenly to him. “Let’s make it really exciting.”

He took his black silk thong and bound her wrists over her head. “Not too tight?”

“Just right,” she told him.

He crawled between her milky thighs, and began to lick her most intimate flesh. His fleshy tongue probed, and pushed. He flicked it back and forth over her clitoris, giving her several small clitoral orgasms. Finally he decided she was wet enough, and he slid between her legs, guiding himself with one hand, balancing on the other. His penis pushed slowly and carefully into her vagina. Inch by inch he moved himself up her love passage, driving deeper and deeper into the hot maw of her.

“Oh! My! God!” Heidi groaned as his huge cock filled her. She could feel herself stretching to accommodate him. “Oh! My! God!” He was going to tear her apart, and he kept plunging deeper, and deeper. This was the emperor of all penises. King Penis. And it was all hers. “Ohhhh!” He was moving on her. Moving back and forth. Faster and faster and faster. He was like a damned machine! It was incredible, but it could be better. “Do it!” Heidi told him. “Do it now! Ahhh!” He had hit her G-spot. “Now! Now!” she insisted.

“Very well, Heidi, my naughty bitch, you shall have your heart’s desire,” Brad said as he sat atop her, his cock buried deep within her fevered body. He looked down at her. Her eyes were closed with anticipation of the bliss to come. His big hands fastened about her slender throat, and slowly he began to squeeze as he continued to fuck her. His fingers pressed down slowly, letting her experience pleasure such as she had known only once before. Her mouth opened in a silent scream. Her face glowed with unimaginable, incredible passion. And when he saw that she had reached the apex of the experience, he climaxed in a fierce rush.

Heidi was unconscious, and his finger marks were visible around her slender neck. Brad rolled off of her and lay on his back breathing heavily. When he had recovered, he leaned over and untied her hands. She opened her eyes and looked up at him, confused at first, and then remembering.

“That was absolutely the best sex I have ever had,” she whispered, her voice a little raspy. “How the hell is this all possible?”

“Do you really care?” he responded. “You just want a big cock, and I’ve got one. And you need a man who knows how to handle you, baby. I do.” He got up, and pulled the black thong on. “I’m going now,” he told her.

“But I don’t want you to,” Heidi whined at him. “I want more cock!”

Reaching out, he wrapped his big hand in her blond hair and yanked her up. “What did I tell you, baby?” He slapped her hard, and her head snapped back. “What did I tell you?” He slapped her again, and glared down into her face.

“You said I need to be mastered,” Heidi whimpered.

“And?” His hand tightened in her hair.

“You said I’m the slave here,” Heidi half sobbed. He was hurting her, and she found she was aroused by it.

The hand in her hair loosened, and he pulled her into his arms now, giving her a quick kiss of approval, caressing her butt softly. “That’s right, baby. I’m the master. And as long as you understand that, we’re going to do just fine.” He let her go and walked toward the elevator door.

“Brad?”

“Yeah, baby?” The doors opened.

“You’ll come back?” Heidi quavered. She couldn’t bear it if he didn’t come back.

“I’ll be here when you come, baby,” he told her. He stepped into the elevator.

“Wait! How do I get back?” she asked.

“You’re on your way now,” he told her as the doors closed.

And Heidi felt herself growing dizzy, and the sensation of falling. Her eyes closed just briefly, and then flew open. She was back in the den of the house in her chair. There was a test pattern on the television. Heidi clicked the channel changer off and got up. My God, she thought, her vagina felt sore as if it had been stretched by something very big. And her neck. She rubbed it. Then the realization began to set in. The Channel was real. Very, very real! Her heart raced with her excitement. I’ve got to go to bed, she thought silently. This can’t be, and once I’ve had a good sleep it will all fall into place.

In the bedroom Jeff was snoring, but as her weight touched the bed, he awoke and rolled over. “You just coming to bed?” he demanded.

“I fell asleep in front of the television,” she lied.

He began to fondle her breasts. “I’m horny,” he said. “Let’s do it.” He pushed her nightgown up and rolled on top of her. He slept naked.

“Jeff!” Heidi protested. “A little foreplay would be nice.”

“You’re already wet, babe. I think my Heidi is horny too,” he chuckled, and shoved his penis into her. Then he began to fuck her quickly, and within a moment he had come. He pulled out. “That was good,” he said.

Heidi jumped up. “Good for who?” she hissed at him. “I sure as hell didn’t get anything out of it. Wham! Bam! And no thank-you-ma’am! I am bloody tired of this.”

He was on his feet. “If you didn’t get anything out of it, it’s your fault, not mine,” he snarled. “Women say I’m good at what I do.” He leered at her.