She wasn't disgusting, though. This moment wasn't sleazy or slutty. It was exciting and sweet and intoxicatingly good. She wasn't a slut or a sleaze. She never did anything like this before, and she would probably never do anything like it again as long as she lived. She might as well enjoy it while it lasted.
He pounded his fingers to the knuckle in her dripping slit. Ruby whimpered and whined. She couldn't get enough of it. She couldn't get him deep enough to satisfy her craving need. She humped her hips against his strokes, but it could never be enough. He slipped another finger in along with the first, but he couldn't fill her up.
He purred low and mean. “Hmm, yes, that's what you like, isn't it, baby. Oh, yeah. That's so good.”
She cried into his mouth, she ached so bad, but he only kept it up a few minutes before he pulled away. He gave her a luscious kiss and swiveled around away from her. She pleaded with her eyes. She longed for him, but he moved away.
In desperate agony, she watched him shift around in front of her. He went down on his knees on the floor. His hand trailed off her breast and came to rest on her knee. His other hand slithered out of her foaming slit to trace its slippery film down her thigh.
“Spread your legs, baby. Open up for me.” He pried her thighs apart and buried his face between them.
Ruby stared down at the back of his head. He snuffled among the alabaster flesh of her thighs, even as his two hands pushed them apart to make room for his head. He burrowed between her legs, and her thighs parted to welcome him in.
Her mouth gaped open in astonished wonder. Could this really be happening? Could that wet tongue really be delving into her juicy crevice to awaken her deepest need? Could he really be surrounding her curvy hips to cradle her ass in both hands? Could he really be fondling her ass and pulling her forward on the seat, leaning her back to spread her pussy to his ravishing caresses?
She scarcely dared believe it. Did she really want this? Did she really let herself fall so far as to go along with this? Did she really spread her legs for this....this rake? Everybody knew what a womanizing playboy Chad Archer was. He never went anywhere without some dish hanging off him in open lust. He flaunted his sexual prowess for all to see.
Ruby prided herself on being the kind of girl that never fell for that sort of man. Yet here she was, leaning back on his limo seat while he ate her out deep and hot. Her head rolled to one side, and she moaned in craven desire for it. He filled her with such primal satisfaction she couldn't disapprove of herself. She wanted this. She really, really wanted this. She wanted to gush all over his face. She wanted to buck her twitching cunt all over his cheeks and chin until she screamed out her longing.
His fists tightened around her ass. He pulled her against his face and plunged headfirst into her creamy opening. He lapped her juices with vicious strokes. He circled her clitoris until she yelped before he dropped down to probe her creases with loving care.
Ruby seethed and quaked. She never experienced anything like this when Tom licked her. He brought her to orgasm every time, like clockwork. He filled her with his fingers and banged his face against her bones until she writhed in tempestuous ecstasy, but he never fired her with thrilling excitement like this.
Chad's shoulders jutted under her thighs to lift them off the floor. He hooked her knees over his shoulders and one leg around his neck. He grabbed big handfuls of her voluptuous flesh to surround himself with her. He devoured her in animal madness.
Tom never did that. He never expressed his open desire for her. He never went crazy over her flesh and her juice and her love. He never got wet up to his neck in making her thrash and moan for it. Chad loved it. He might not love her the way Tom did, but he didn't have to tell her she was beautiful. He didn't have to tell her her sexuality was beautiful and her orgasm was beautiful. He showed her. He threw himself into it with all his passion.
In the middle of it all, he let go of her ass to drop one hand underneath her. He forked up two fingers on either side of her dripping pussy to spread her clit to his ministrations. He rubbed his fingers up and down on either side of her quivering nub and slipped them inside her spasming hole.
Ruby lunged up and collapsed back on the seat. She hurled herself against him even as she retreated in horror before her own naked desire. Every touch, every lick sent her cascading over the edge into colossal ecstasy. Her climax rose up raw and fuming before her. She didn't even try to stop it. She would cum all over his face. She would ride his mouth to angelic rapture.
He filled her pussy with his digits and attacked her clit with his tongue. He matched her rhythm until they bumped against each other in rapid succession. Ruby's cries lifted to heaven in fresh gusts of pure glory.
He brought his other around to grab her heavy breast. He gave it one squeeze and looped his fingers over her gown. He yanked the top down over her breast, and the great globe tumbled out into his hand. He pulled the gown the rest of the way down to bare both her big tits to his ravenous paw.
That's all she needed to burst forth into loud screaming climaxes. The air hit her nipples even as he grabbed them between his fingers to nag them to the peak of excitement. He moved back and forth from one to the other to give them equal attention while his fingers dove deep into her blazing cunt. His tongue lashed her to a frenzy. Her nectar spilled onto his tongue to dribble with her saliva around his hand and onto her ass.
Ruby collapsed back on the seat in liquid bliss. Her head jiggled on her rubbery neck. Her whole flesh lay bare and exposed in glowing passionate pleasure. She swam in angelic clouds of ecstasy she never knew before in her life.
Chad rose between her legs with guttural growls. He wiped his hand across his mouth and glared down at her in smoldering fury. He planted his knees on the floor and dragged her legs around his waist.
Ruby sighed in the last throes of orgasmic fulfillment. She gazed up at him through a haze. What was he, this giant standing above her with his muscles popping under his jacket? He must be some cosmic angel sent to answer her deepest desires. Maybe he was the devil sent to tempt her into sinning like this.
She no longer cared what he was. He was here, a pure raw man who desired her. He worshiped the goddess of her sexual appetites. He saw her needs and filled her up in ways she couldn't believe possible.
He brooded over her. His hands ran up and down her thighs. He massaged her quivering mound to turn her spasms into delicious warmth. He pushed her up and back on the seat with the limo's rolling movements. “I want you, baby. I want you so bad.”
He grabbed her hand and guided it between his legs. He smashed it down on the bulge in his pants. “Do you feel that? Do you feel how hard you make me? You're so beautiful. You're hot, baby. I want to fuck you right now. I want to fuck you beyond your wildest dreams.”
She could believe it. He would take her where no man ever could. He would fill her with incredible sensations she would never feel again. He would catapult her beyond her wildest dreams into a world of magic and mystery.
She never doubted that, but she couldn't let him take her. She couldn't sacrifice all these years of virginity in the back of a limo, not even with a giant like him. She just couldn't. She would have to sacrifice the rest of her life along with it if she did that.
She stared up at him. His hands filled her with delectable, fantastic images. She was a goddess. She was a demon. She was a slobbering animal. She was a craven slut and a whore. She was a shark swimming through an ocean of pleasure. She devoured anything and everything that came within her grasp.
She never considered going through with it. She let him lick her and finger her and drive her to orgasm, but that's all. She was a virgin. He probably deflowered lots of virgins in his time. She was nothing but another floozy giving her pussy to his pleasure.
He knit his brow and compressed his lips. His eyes burned in their sockets. His voice rolled out of him in brutal, snarling gasps. “Let me fuck you, baby. Let me show you what it can be like. Let me make you scream for it. You
know you want to.”
He crushed her hand up and down on his rigid crotch. His cock angled sideways under his pants.
His voice broke in agony. “Can't you feel how much I want you, baby? Is that nice and hard for you? Don't you want to fuck that cock?”
She stared up at his face twisted in a mask of hideous pain. He wanted it. He wanted her. She never came face to face with a man who wanted her as bad as he did now. Tom never wanted her like this. Tom never begged her for her body like this. He accepted their limited sex life the way it was.
For the first time in her life, she understood. Their sex life might be limited, but it was also truncated, amputated, deformed. It was less than half a sex life. It might be orgasmic. It might get them through the years of virginity, but it could never truly feed them. It could never give them the life she got in the back of that limo.
She read her destiny in his eyes. She wanted it. That's all she really needed to know. She wanted a whole lot more than his fingers inside her. She wanted to experience the glorious passion of cumming all over a thick, throbbing cock. She wanted to sit on him the way that woman sat on him in the jacuzzi. She wanted to want a man bad enough to do that. She wanted to want him enough to throw away everything on a single moment.
She wanted Chad that much. She didn't want Tom that much. She wanted Chad enough to throw away everything, and this was that moment. She might never get a moment like this again. Now was the time.
She hauled herself up on the seat. He met her mouth grasping for his kiss, and both her hands dove between his legs to that pulsing shaft inside his pants. She wanted it. She wanted everything. She found the button holding his pants together, and both hands slipped inside to find his blood-swollen meat.
A tattered whine escaped him when her warm hands closed around his shaft. She circled it with knowing fingers, and her other hand continued down to cradle his balls in a tender cup. His stomach contracted against his will. His prick pulsed in her hand with every delicate stroke.
He whined under her hand, but she wasn't finished yet. She bent down and nuzzled her face against his crotch. He leaned back, and his head craned on his neck. He whispered, “Oh, Jesus.”
That's all the invitation she needed. She slipped his pants down his hips, and the wild whip snapped free to point its snake head in her face. She welcomed it with both hands and kissed its fevered tip.
Chad stroked her hair and rubbed her shoulders. “Oh, baby. Oh, my God.”
She dropped onto her side on the seat to swallow the thing into her throat. She consumed it to its limit, and his ragged moans encouraged her to suck faster. His fingers closed around the back of her neck. He laid one big hand on her head and copied her movements up and down, up and down. She took him deep, and every stroke of her lips and tongue cost him a torn gasp.
She sucked harder. Her lips created powerful suction around his veins, and his wicked length struck deep into her throat. His jizz stung, and she smelled that pungent aroma no cologne could mask. She traced down his nuts to his ass, and a hissing shudder rocked through his burly frame. His hand tightened on her neck, and he snarled through gritted teeth.
She could do this. She could make him burst his banks this way. She might be a virgin, but she knew how to suck a man's cock. He might be a business mogul and a multi-billionaire, but he was nothing more than a man, a man who needed to get off. She could make him do that.
He ran his fingers through her hair and tightened them into a fist. Ruby tensed for the explosion. He pushed her down hard on his raging cock and jammed it in against her resistance. He panted in rising passion. “Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.”
Ruby closed her eyes. Once he got off, that would be it. He would drop her off. He would go back to the party, and some other woman would turn his head.
Chapter 6
He didn't get off, though. Just when she thought he couldn't hold off any longer, he yanked her head back by the hair. He dragged her mouth to the end of his shaft and popped it through her lips.
He held her head back where she couldn't reach it. He choked off his cock around the base with one hand and slathered it back and forth across her lower lip. She watched herself gaze up at him in awed wonder. How did she become this person bowing before his rock hard cock?
He let go of her hair and swept her up with both hands around her waist. He sat her on the seat and consumed her mouth. He worked his hips between her knees, and his prick aimed its unerring point at her crotch. “Come on, baby. Come on. That's it. You know you want that thing. Come on and take it.”
His eyes commanded, but his voice told a different story. A hard edge grated on his words, and the torment made his voice rise and fall in a high-pitched melody. He needed this. He needed her. He needed her as much as she needed him. Whatever else he might be, he was no womanizing rake. He was a man in need of a woman. Their bodies craved each other with the natural attraction of the ages.
Why should she fight it? Why couldn't she admit she wanted it? Why should she deny herself the natural pleasure of fulfillment in the male body? So he was her boss and she was a lowly HR assistant. So what? He adored her body. He cherished her sexuality and reveled in her pleasure. If all that was right for him, why couldn't it be right for her?
Even as she asked herself those questions, she made no effort to fend him off. Even as he moved closer, she already knew she would submit. She would fall into his hands. Her body would answer his call. She would give herself to him, and he would take to that unknown country where no man ever ventured before.
He leaned forward. His mouth gnawed her lips in ever more insistent circles. His hands closed around her waist and drew her to the edge of the seat. His hips pressed her legs apart, and his cock touched her dripping lips. She gasped for air. Her muscles tensed for the moment of truth, but she didn't pull away.
He kept murmuring over and over again, “Come on, baby. Come on. That's it. Come on. You know you like it. Do you want that thing? Is that what you want? Come on. You know you want it. Come on. You're so sweet. Do you want it?”
Inch by inch, he advanced. He didn't wait for an answer. He saw the answer in her eyes. Her cheeks flushed and her nostrils flared. She gasped with every breath. She couldn't breathe. Her destiny rumbled toward her from far away. This was it. This was the moment to which her whole life led.
He seized her with both hands. His prick nudged into her opening. She cried out in anticipation, but he wouldn't be stopped. He jammed the head in hard, and the umbrella around its taut head popped over her bones. Her spongy tissues surrounded it in a tight fist.
Ruby mewed in lusty agony. He was in. He was inside her, but only for an instant before he let it slip out again. She swooned in his hands, but he wouldn't release her mouth from his dominating kiss. His fingers tightened around her gown to form two brutal clubs. He wouldn't back down now.
He crushed her against him, and his prick nudged back into her opening. It popped over the tight threshold, and this time, it stayed there. Rudy panted in desperate torment. Would he? Could he? How could she take that monster into her tight, virginal flesh? Would he kill her with his wicked weapon?
His biceps flexed to bring her closer, and the monster crept another inch into her choice fissure. She caught her breath and searched his eyes for any sign of mercy or hope. He gazed deep into her soul with a steady, powerful gaze. He knew exactly what he was doing to her.
One terrible inch at a time, he wormed his way inside her. His every breath cost him tremendous effort, but he never wavered. About halfway in, he paused to catch his breath, but Ruby couldn't rest. Her whole being revolted against this thing occupying her very being. She had to.....she had to...
She couldn't form the words. Her body convulsed against itself. She tossed in his hands and racking shudders coursed down her body. Her muscles clenched in furious rage. She had to throw herself against this intruding spike. She couldn't stand this inching penetration into her deepest recesses. She had to collapse against it and des
troy herself on it.
He kept still, but the overpowering cataclysm took hold of her in an unstoppable grip. She plunged onto his shaft and split herself in half to the very core. She screamed in sudden pain, but an instant later, it faded away.
The sensation washing over her to take its place dwarfed anything she ever felt in her life. It swept aside all discomfort and doubt in a tidal wave of sheer exuberant pleasure. It thrust her forward on that all-encompassing spike to cleave her asunder forever.
She contracted her muscles, again and again, to hurl her hips forward. She impaled herself on that cruel lance, and it plowed in deep to her very center. It bumped her cervix and bounced off, but she already moved forward for the next stroke. She worked it in and out with all her might, but it could never be enough. It could never fill her as much as she needed it to.
She spent all her mounting energy pushing herself down on it, and when she expended her last morsel, he took over. His hands gripped her gown behind her back, and he pumped his wicked thing into her glorious cunt.
Ruby lay back in his arms and howled into his all-consuming mouth. His cock stroked in hard between her rippling muscles to push her tight tissues apart. Her juices coated it in steaming clouds of sweet elixir. His balls swung against her ass with every stroke, and the nectar dripped from her slit to stick the wrinkled skin to her.
He leaned so far forward he pushed her over backward on the seat. Ruby collapsed under his weight, but he righted himself between her knees again. He planted his stout arms on either side of her hips and pumped his pelvis into her. Her legs strapped themselves around his waist, and her body bounced against his pounding jackhammer.
He gritted his teeth and growled down at her. “Oh, yeah. Yeah, that's so beautiful, baby.”
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