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He suckles my nipples with an intensity that makes my womb ascend – as if it is being pulled up by a string of vacuum pressure on my teats. All this time, I am moaning through the pleasurable sensations. He augments this with his fingers at my clit again – scissoring the hood, tormenting it. He digs three fingers into my wet, wet vulva. My walls cleave apart with the onrush of digits.
Ohhhh. The sex will be rough, I just know it.
He abruptly pulls his mouth away from my breasts. He plants it on my pussy and immediately begins a severe tonguing of my clit and labial lips that elicits another paean of exquisite sensation in my nether areas. His tongue laves and licks and zigzags and stripes every inch of my pussy while his fingers fuck me. Despite myself, another warm wave begins to build within me – spreading from my loins up the sweep of my belly to all over my breasts.
He withdraws those fingers and, without warning, plunges them into my asshole.
I cry out.
“What? You don’t like this?” he demands, looking up and curling those fingers inside my rectum so that they form a hard knot that stretches my walls.
“Pl-please . . . be gentle.”
“And what good is that?”
Once again, abruptly, he changes tack. He flattens his body against mine and opens my thighs – not gently. It’s as if he’s in a rush to take me. Before I can get my bearings, he spears his thick, erect cock into my pussy.
I shriek again, more out of the suddenness of his actions than actual pain.
He fucks me, his burning eyes boring into me. Fuck. That’s the only word for it. There is no tenderness, no romance. His hips move roughly against mine in a rhythmic, angular slap-slap-slap of flesh against flesh. My wrists strain at my bonds, but I am tethered securely. He fucks me so hard that my pillow is slamming against the headboard, and the headboard is pummeling the wall in a frantic knock-knock-knock must have surely roused Jeffrey.
Unlike Ethan, Lothar fucks with a precision, certainty and focus. In particular, the focus is at my G-spot, which he seems to find with no experimentation at all. My little cluster of nerve fibers is rubbed raw – into delirium. I trash my head against the pillow and grunt and squeal. I am behaving like a wanton slut and I am lost to myself.
The pleasure is so overwhelming that I come and come, my body peaking into an orgasm of crests and waves so intense that all my muscles are shuddering and quaking. I think I must have screamed several times. Screamed without abandon or a care as to who might be listening in. He doesn’t stop his fucking. His eyes wear an animalistic lust that I have not seen before. It frightens me, even as I am trying to recover my senses before another orgasmic tide hits me.
And it does. Like a tornado, my overstimulated G-spot explodes again. And again. And again. He continues to pound me relentlessly. My mind transcends into that feverish realm of ecstasy and lust so profound that I black out. Momentarily.
Seconds pass. Maybe a whole minute. I allow the pleasure to wash over me . . . to subside. My body is still left with residual tremors.
It takes me a while to realize he is no longer fucking me. He has pulled out, and my vaginal tunnel is left with a residual wetness that I am not sure is semen. I mean, of course there is semen – from the first time. But can he come again so soon?
I open my eyes. He is staring at me in that strange, ravenous way of his – as if he already has had his dinner and is now eyeing me for double dessert. Would he hurt me? I am helpless, really. I can only kick out at him, but he’s already done the deed. His rod is still hard and glistening from my juices. I am trapped under the quivering muscles of his iron hard thighs.
His hand pushes my hair off my forehead. I am slick with sweat. I hadn’t realized I was so sweaty. My pants have not subsided. My throat is raw with harsh breathing.
With a sly smile, he fingers the virgin hole of my ass.
“Have you been taken here before?” he asks.
“No.” My insides shrivel suddenly. I have never been taken in the ass before, it’s true. I have always been too afraid of the pain.
He strokes his wet cock and positions it at the puckering mouth of my anus. He takes hold of my legs and drapes them around his shoulders.
“No, please,” I beg.
“You’ll like this,” he insists. “Relax.”
“I’m scared.”
“You’ll always be scared the first time. Look away if you can’t handle it.”
“N-no.”
“Say yes. You’ll like it, I promise you.”
I gaze into his hard eyes. Three orgasms in a short period of time, and I still am not quenched. I bite my lip and make myself nod – to embrace this last bastion of my orifice virginity.
