“I thought I’d check you out.”
“I see.”
“I like what I see. How about you?” He crawled up on the bed beside her.
“What are you doing, Lorny?” She sprang up from the bed.
“I told you. I’m checking you out.” He followed, cornering her. His hands grabbed her firm, half-moon ass cheeks.
As Lorny kneaded her ass and pulled her closer, Abbey thought about Mandy. What had she said? Lorny may come onto you. This is it. If this wasn’t a come-on, she didn’t know what was. She assumed by Mandy’s cavalier attitude that not only did she expect this, but it was okay. “Lorny, I’m not sure about this.”
“I am.” He exhaled. “I love new blood. I’m one of those guys that enjoys a little challenge once in a while. It makes culmination much more pleasurable.” He snorted. “Let me see those tits.” He pulled open her nightshirt and watched as it slid from her body.
Abbey’s hands automatically covered her chest. “Lorny, this is insane.”
“Don’t go covering what mama nature gave you to play with. That would be ungrateful.”
“What do you want, Lorny?”
His laughter roared. “You. Sorry, but you walked into that one.” Her eyes locked with his and she felt his arms tightening. “You can’t always have what you want. Besides, I know you as well as I want to.” “Really? I don’t know you as well as I want to and guess what? I’m going to get that chance.”
He watched her eyes as they peered down toward his gigantic arousal. “Lorny, what are you thinking?” “That it’s time to play, honey.” “Play?” Her voice quivered. “Yes. Then fuck. Understand?” He pulled her tight. His cock squished between them. As he
held onto her, he walked toward the bed.
Abbey was shocked. She couldn’t think. Her mind strived to find a way out of the situation but nothing concrete materialized. She was captured and nothing she could do about it. “I thought you had a cold. I can’t afford to catch anything and be off work.”
“That was just an excuse to be home tonight.” “You planned this?” “Of course.” He pulled her up on the bed and straddled her, undermining her escape. “What will Mandy say?” The muscled man had her trapped and she could have kicked herself
for not foreseeing this situation. “She’d cheer me on, sweetie. You are the most gorgeous piece of tail I’ve seen in a long time.
I’m going to savor you while I have you all to myself.” “I don’t think this is a good idea.” “It’s a great idea. We are going to fuck the night away. Don’t worry, you’ll get into it. If you
don’t, there’s not a goddamn thing you can do about it. I’m the boss.” He turned her head and kissed her mercilessly. His tongue found hers, dueled, then aimed for her throat. “My guess is you’re as horny as Mandy. When she showed up, she was a real treasure but you, my dear, will be heaven.”
“How can you use horny and heaven in the same train of thought?” “That’s something you’ll learn. Fucking something this special is God sent.” “What’s so special about me?” She’d like to know. It was something she’d heard before. “For Christ sake! Just look at yourself.” His hand left her belly heading to her pussy. His
fingers unceremoniously parted the fury lips and began his sexual ritual on the delicate, pink flesh within. “Uhmmm! You are deliciously moist for someone who does protest.” “You’re not going away, are you?”
“Not on your life.”
“I’m not sure I can live up to Mandy.” Images of her sucking the hell out of him came to mind as well as all the fucking afterward.
“Something tells me you can make Mandy look like an amateur if you want to. Let go of your hang- ups and relax. You’ll find I’m a pretty good whisperer myself.”
It occurred to Abbey this man, as well as Rick had participated in wild sexual activity for some time now, so how any of it can be fresh and exciting was beyond her. If there was no emotion it was just an act. Sex with Lorny could never be anything like sex with Rick. Wait a minute. Back that thought up. She did it again. Casting illusions about she and Rick was becoming a habit. All her thoughts, all her ideas, emotions and dreams tied themselves up in Rick. Perhaps that wasn’t wise, but that’s the way it was nevertheless. “Just thinking about fucking you makes my balls explode.” His fingers plundered her and delved deep despite her squirms.
Abbey half turned her head and saw his hardened cock bob back and forth with eagerness. It waved rhythmically. The huge, purple head with the spewing eye stared in anticipation. Jesus! I’m cursed. She thought to herself and felt her insides scramble from going queasy.
Lorny saw her study his ready cock. “Like what you see, honey?” She watched him slowly withdraw his fingers from her pussy and move to tease his shaft with a vengeance. His one hand took hold of his length, enclosing the solid flesh like an artificial cunt. He knew perfectly well the sight of his cock was appealing to her whether she wanted to admit it or not. She watched him watching her and conjure delicious thoughts. He knew she’d love it and so enjoyed prolonging her pleasure.
Noisily, Abbey drew in air. She was unable to draw her eyes away from the cock he undoubtedly cherished. It was thicker than Rick’s but not as long. She hadn’t realized how much they differ from man to man.
“Are you enjoying getting acquainted with me?”
“I wouldn’t go that far.” Hell, if she could avoid the situation, she would in one damn second. Not in her wildest dreams did she foresee this.
“When I’m through with you, you’ll be begging me to fuck you over and over again. You’ll see. Now, what do you say we get down to business?”
Those damn twinges of excitement crept through her, refusing to be quelled even though it wasn’t Rick’s face she was seeing. Shifting to a more accommodating position, her eyes rested on the maniacal looking rod he still held in his hand.
With deliberate intent, Lorny rolled to his knees and crawled toward her. His cock bounced while his balls slapped his inner thighs as he clumsily made his way up the bed. “I’m a little rougher than the vagina whisperer you know. I think you can handle it.” He yanked her against him and overpowered her mouth.
The long tongue snaked deep into her mouth just as she felt the rock hardness of his thick cock indenting her tender belly. Those hands sculpted her breasts, pulling, pinching, pushing. His mouth broke off the kiss, while his lips and teeth chewed and suckled their way between the twin peaks of her full, cushioning tits.
Abbey fought against her skyrocketing sensitivities. She was amazed how quickly she sprang into pitch. But this was so different from Rick’s patient expertise.
Instead of straining for liberation, her boobs sought his hands and mouth. But he wasn’t laying still. She couldn’t capture his mouth nor would he commit so quickly. He was on the move. With the speed of a panther, he darted for her navel and began a new series of savory torment.
Abbey moaned, twisted, tried to grab his hair to steer him steady. But her desire fueled his energy and mocked her at the same time. “Shit!”
“Like that?” With an amusing growl, he pushed further downward to the wide mound between her sensitive inner thighs. His expert skill enabled him to sharply reposition, reaching under her ass cheeks and raise her flaming pussy up to meet his rushing tongue. “I see you like this game. Let me fix it so you can play too.”
Before she could blink, he’d swung around leaving his large, dangling cock to bob menacingly in her face. He didn’t introduce her to the blasted thing. He went ahead and burrowed between her legs where he powerfully sucked the hot juice from her core.
He was like a hungry piglet. He sucked with random force, periodically flicking his tongue in and out of her hole. Like a hound on a trail, a nose to the grindstone, he knew what he wanted and wouldn’t stop till he achieved it.
Abbey’s entire body converged as she experienced the electrifying contact of his slavering tongue to the pink bud of her alert clitoris. Raising her head, her mouth
brushed the massive shaft of his seeping cock. She let her mouth trickle warm breaths to his clean -shaven balls and heard his grunt of pleasure. But his busy flicking tongue did not relinquish his mastery over her attentive pussy.
Lorny took advantage of her pleasure squirm to push her legs further apart. Then his large hands clamped onto the soft flesh of her thighs to prevent any idea of limiting his play space.
Again Abbey raised her head, this time she averted his dangling flesh and strained to see between their bodies. Lorny was poised over her like an animal in heat but there was enough space after every movement that she could see what he was doing to her. She saw her exposed inner flesh offering itself to him with helpless surrender. She also saw how saliva wet she was, partly from his licking and partly from her own glistening juice.
One of his hands moved. His arm went around her thigh, his middle finger probing to slip inside her. His other hand parted her pussy lips as far as they’d stretch, exposing her inner lining to his lustful gaze. “The filet mignon.” He laughed throatily. “It’s all mine. Hey, sweetie, any time you’re ready. My balls are busting.”
No sooner had he said the words, his face ground back down between her legs as his tongue and teeth lacerated her open slit and his finger slashed the throbbing walls of her molten cunt.
Her body began to jerk on its own with the practiced ease of a long time whore. There was a lot to be said about instilled instinct. It surfaced when you least expected and it never let you down. “Ohoo! Please!” She panted.
The wizard in Lorny was alerted and he maneuvered his loins to thrust his pulsating cock into her open mouth. She was in the groove now. He knew it. Be damned if he’d let up now. He knew she’d come around. He hadn’t found a broad yet who could resist his charm.
The excitement began to pool inside Abbey. It was a powerful pull she couldn’t deny. Amidst her euphoria, his balls suddenly looked scrumptious. She snarled at them with the same tenacity he’d shown and it pleased her to hear him groan his elation.
During her pleasurable torment, she eyed the mass of male flesh and knew that sex would play a major role in her life from now on. Not that it would always be pretty and orchestrated like with the vagina whisperer but it would always be satisfying. Funny that she just thought of Rick as the vagina whisperer at a time like this.
Abbey realized that an innateness was keenly developing inside her. She was in-tune with Lorny’s body language and knew he wanted her to kick it up a notch. She never ceased to amaze herself. There was so much she didn’t know about who she was, who she’d become. Every day was a learning experience.
Lorny’s persistent tongue now speared with frenzied force in and out of her virile cunt, pushing in and suspending the dilating walls from flooding with stimulant juice. He was electric. The sensations that ignited in him when he pleasured new blood was mountainous. He lived for this thrill. There was nothing like it. Picking off a perfect fruit and making it ripen in his hands was the ultimate and no hot- blooded male would ever pass it up. Fuck you, Rick Dante.
This little apple was no exception. She was using super powers to withstand this kind of sexual stimulus. He could sense and feel the walls of her sweet little cunt begin to excrete warm tasting fluid. He was pleased with himself. She was about to explode into orgasm and the knowledge made him feel very good.
Abbey’s shyness left her long ago and never returned. Her body had a natural rhythm and it synchronized with the flickers of pleasure gathering deep inside her splayed body. Part of her fuzzy brain was trying to suppress the sensations because she didn’t want this to be over quickly, nor did she want this experience to overshadow her time with the whisperer. “Whoa! That tongue of yours is like a whip.”
“Uhumm!”
“I...like it. I guess.”
“You like it...a lot.”
Abbey tried to mentally divert the sensations that began spiraling, right from her sexual core through her tummy and from there to her head and legs. Her tits, which slid off to the side, bounced up and down like falling grapefruit as Lorny continued to ground his tongue up into her with increased savagery. He was merciless and they both knew her surrender was just a lick away. “Christ!” She managed as he slavered her. She knew he knew she was holding back and anticipated a severe backlash.
All sense of time was lost. Lorny was incensed to show her a thing or two about the game of sex and she was happy to play. Resorting to that train of thought kept her focused on Lorny and not Rick.
Stretching his tongue, Lorny twirled it deep in the cavern of her swollen cunt when his eyes opened and fell upon the tiny, elastic circle of her ass hole nestled between the curved moons of her cheeks. “Brace yourself, baby.” His mouth moved to suck her clit and his large hand shifted. His index finger slid into her cunt while his third finger darted into the puckered ass hole.
Abbey clamped her teeth to keep from gushing her enjoyment but a strangled groan burst out in spite of her determination. “Lorny, what are you doing? That feels so weird.” “You’re doing too much talking. Shove something in your mouth.” He jabbed his fingers into her tight, fleshy rings.
She found her hands clinging to his lean thighs. Following his advice, she licked his dripping cock that hung inches above her mouth, and found herself straining to catch it all. As an amateur, she found it difficult to concentrate on two actions at the same time. The darts of electricity coming from all her orifices was numbing her coherency. But the enticing smell of love juice was like ether and kept her lucid.
Suddenly Lorny stopped everything. He lifted his head, turned his body around and looked down into her face. He lowered and plastered his lips all over hers. “Taste your own sticky love juice, honey. Very nice, eh?” He let go and peered at her wide, wet grin. “You done good, baby. Now we’re going to fuck each other till we cum.” “I was almost there.” “You held back. You can’t fool Lorny. Whoever taught you that, taught you well. You’re going to love what comes next.”
Anything goes, she supposed Rick’s methods weren’t written in stone anywhere and apparently Lorny had his own. Actually he had her right where he wanted her, on the brink of explosion and knew it wouldn’t matter now how the job got done so long as it did. “You’re a little shy on the cock sucking. Next time don’t be afraid to put those beautiful lips to work. My cock doesn’t bite.” This time he used his knees to spread her open. “Your mouth and fingers are all I could concentrate on.” “Like that, eh? Don’t worry. The rest comes with experience. I have a pretty good idea you’re going to get a lot of that.” He snickered and clamped his teeth over one nipple. “I’m surprised the whisperer didn’t teach you about concentration.” He bit playfully until he heard her moan with a combination of pain and pleasure. Pinching her legs farther apart, he took hold of his cock. “Maybe he’s leaving a little something for me.”
Abbey closed her eyes. “Where’s your condom?” “There’s some in every room. Let me check the night table drawer.” He opened it “There we go. A drawer full. We can have lots of fun.” With the rubbery head of his cock he parted her hair lined lips and with animal force, pushed his hips forward.
Abbey held her breath, expecting pain and was surprised when his rod slid into her like a hot
knife in ice cream. “Feels good.” she said against his sweaty neck. “I always aim to please.” “I thought maybe you’re just a lucky fucker.” “Baby, I’m anything you want me to be.”
Abbey gasped for extra breath. She was reduced to a writhing mass of malleable flesh and amazed her passage aligned itself to the size of his cock. If it wasn’t a wonder of the world, it was a gift from God...and non-returnable.
Lorny jabbed his cock further and felt the wet walls of her pussy hole yield to the inexorable pressure of his hardness. There was no stopping him. He flexed his muscles and buried his thick cock into her cuntal walls. There was no time to waste He slammed her hard while his sperm laden balls bounced off the upturned cheeks of her gyrating ass.
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bsp; This was so different than anything she’d felt before. His blood engorged cock filled her cavern completely and she could feel every ridge as it thrashed itself inside her. “Oh! God!”
Lorny lost control of his weight, crushing her further into the mattress and flattening her tits with his hairy chest. He flexed and pushed his cock, goading her response. “I’m just beginning, sweet thing. You’re gonna love this.” He fell into a conservative fucking motion and could feel her insides lubricating the length of his turgid shaft. He loved every fucking minute of this. Un-taming the tame was his specialty. “C’mon, baby, wrap those long, tapered legs around me. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you.” “I want you to fuck me.” She said between gasps of air.
As a result of her words, Lorny strengthened his effort, raised himself on his hands and pumped with punishing stamina. “No problem, Abbey.”
Abbey’s instincts overshadowed her limited experience. Flames of desire engulfed her and spread from head to toe. This particular palate offered deliciousness of a different kind. A kind she may never have known. Her eyes opened. She watched him as his thrusting cock continued to skewer her.
Her hands twirled on his midriff, her legs locked him in position and she purred when his mouth hotly sealed over hers. Her tongue made her own tentative reciprocal probes into his deliberate open mouth. Her body was contorting into passion and once again found herself teetering on the brink of orgasm. Momentarily she closed her eyes to fully bask in the shear pleasure then worked her tongue further into his throat. She was living a dream...someone’s dream anyway.
The momentum changed again. Lorny fucked with long, smoother thrusts, withdrawing almost to the tip then sliding forward to the depths her cunt would allow. His balls swung heavily, reminding her of their plentiful bounty. Her body writhed as perspiration sprang on her brow. “You’re prolonging this time, aren’t you?”
“Fucking right! I don’t have to share you with anybody. So, this one’s gonna last.” His chest lowered just enough to be supported by the twin cushions of her full tits while the peaked nipples indented his damp skin. “I love this ass of yours.” His hands cupped her ass cheeks, encouraging the round moons to flex in his palms. “Is you little ass hole feeling left out?” One of his fingers passed over the small circle. “It still feels soft and warm.” He ran his fingers over it several more times and
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