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“Closer, huh?” he laughed, moving forward slightly so she could almost grasp the head with her mouth.
“Ooo, Jason, please.” As awkward as the position became, she wanted him closer still. Inch by inch he answered her need—and his own—until he was close enough to her face so that he could shove the entire shaft down her throat and make her suck. He worked her in a steady rhythm with the picture of his bound girlfriend more pleasant to his eye with each stroke of his cock. Nearing climax, however, he pulled out and off the bed, taking his erection to her pink round behind. He slapped her cheeks, listening to her groan with delight as the warming sting worked pleasurably through her ass. “Ooo, Jason, yes, yes, more.”
“Harder, honey?” He slapped her with a brisk-paced staccato until her broad and jiggling cheeks were bouncing to the glorious beat, and turning rosy from his spirited efforts.
“Hmmm, ouch!” Her bottom burned.
“More?”
“Oh, fuck me, Jason.”
That was what he wanted to hear, the gentle music of her sex urging him on.
“So, you want it in your ass?” he wondered as he gathered juice from her almost cumming cunt and swathed it high against her anus.
“Ooo, my,” she wasn’t sure.
He poked two wet fingers into her ass, hearing her suck in her breath nervously.
“Ah, Jason, can’t you take my cunt?” she wondered in her sexy reverie.
“Not today, darling,” he was firm, too exhilarated by his power to stop. It came on intense, surging through his hot veins, a mighty river of untapped need finally discovering its source. He’d have her now and she wouldn’t balk. In fact, he could already hear her throaty cry as she begged for his dick in her ass. A third finger joined the other two, opening the puckering bud wider still.
“Ah, ah,” she seemed to struggle, but then relax.
“You like it, Sandy, right here, right in your bum hole, nasty.”
“Ooo, yes.” She was feeling the penetration, her muscles finally relaxing around the invading fingers, and the physical arousal beginning to swim through her ass end. Her pussy tightened as though it had been filled, but it was an empty squeezing, pulsing sensation. “Gawd, Jase, in my ass,” her hushed whisper seemed to shriek. “Fuck my ass!”
He didn’t wait. The head of his dick hit the hole with enough force to widen the channel and allow the entire shaft to bury itself until his balls hit her ass.
Delirious now, sparks were flying through her brain, colors flashing around her, like she wasn’t anywhere any more but in the middle of the fuck. Jason grabbed her hips with fingers digging her flesh, pulling her into his groin while her body stretched itself taut from her bound wrists to her impaled behind. Powerful sensations of lust and surrender joined inside her, and she started to scream as he pummeled with his thrusting organ.
“Hush!” he ordered her and Sandra shut down her voice. Internalizing the feeling, she began to cum, as Jason began to cum. Then they rocked together until they were too exhausted to move another muscle.
When he pulled out, he left her for some minutes while gathering himself. He liked the look of her splotchy ass… the sweat, the exhaustion, the strain of her pose.
“Great pose, Sandra,” he said more coldly than he was accustomed to after sex when they were usually close and cuddling. He wasn’t ready for that now. Instead, he viewed the masterpiece of lusty lethargy until he could see her struggling in the uncomfortable pose. “Hurt, huh?” he asked as he untied the knot at the headboard and loosened the grip on her wrists.
“A little.”
He massaged some life back into her flesh and held her some minutes.
“I think I’ll take a nap,” she said, breaking away from his hold.
She was feeling satisfied, but not the same as other times when sex had been as rough. Then, too, maybe sex had never been this crude. She’d never been bound, never fucked in the ass so thoroughly. He’d never forced his cock down her throat quite so ruthlessly, nor been so cool and unsettled after she finished cumming. Sex was one thing that often put her restless lover at ease, but not this time. And strangely, the shift in mood didn’t bother her as much as she thought it should.
“Good enough,” he said, looking pleased. “I’ll be downstairs, don’t let the rats get to you.”
“There are no rats!” she said, though there was not much force behind her declaration.
“Whatever you say, darling.”
He swaggered from the room and closed the door on her with a gentle click.
***
After lunch, with the rain not letting up, the six played cards around a table they pulled into the living room near the fireplace. Though it was hardly cold, the dampness in the air sunk right to the bone, so that the low burning fire dispelled the chill and emptied the air of its oppressive mood.
