by Holly Ardent
His hand continued down from her stomach, sliding to the area of flesh above her pussy. She'd shaved to several inches above it so he was still stroking bare flesh. As his fingers slid down they slipped over her clit. He paused to play with it for a moment, getting another sharp intake of breath out of her, then his fingers continued downwards. When he found her slit, it was soaking wet. He slid a pair of fingers into her, then added a third when he realized just how soaked she really was. Three fingers seemed about right since when he buried them inside of her, she shivered with pleasure.
Callie moaned, long and low. Her hand reached out and wrapped around his cock, tugging a few times.
“I hope this is getting you ready, because it's already got me more than ready,” she said.
His cock, reacting to the hand wrapped around it, began to harden. He pulled his mouth away from her breast for a moment.
“Just feel me in your hand. Almost there,” he said.
Then he bowed his head to her other breast, passing her nipple from his fingers into his mouth. He sucked hard on her nipple, stretching it out a lot more than he had the other and she moaned again.
“You don't need to be so gentle on my nipples,” she said. “I like it rough when it comes to my breasts, they need a lot of stimulation to do much for me.”
He pinched his lips together, trapping her nipple, then drew his head back, pulling on it hard while he was still sucking it.
“Oh yeah, I like that. But you can get even rougher with them if you want,” she said throatily.
What he was doing to her nipple was turning him on an insane amount. He hadn't thought any woman would enjoy her nipples being treated that roughly, but Cassie was evidently enjoying herself quite a bit. He could feel her pussy getting even wetter around the three fingers he was sliding in and out of her, and when he released the tension, the nipple he'd been stretching was even harder than before.
He felt a firm squeeze on his cock and then Cassie took her hand away.
“I think you're ready,” she said. “How about you?”
He was torn. He really liked what he'd been doing to her nipples, but at the same time he knew that he could sink his cock into that warm, wet pussy his fingers were in.
Hell, I can get back to the nipples later on, he thought.
He let go of her nipple, watching as the glistening flesh bounced slightly with her movement. Then she shifted position and they moved even more, little waves of flesh rolling across her breasts as she positioned herself on the bed and gestured to him to get on top of her.
He crawled up over her, staring at her still jiggling breasts as he did so. They took a long time to go still and before they did, he was already in position. He lowered his waist slightly, then used a hand to guide his cock towards her. When the tip of his cock slid into her, there was no resistance, it was just immediately surrounded by warmth and wetness. He pushed harder, sliding more of his cock into her.
He was halfway into her when she grinned at him, catching his eye. Then, all of the sudden, her warm, wet, loose pussy was a warm, wet, tight channel that he was having difficulty penetrating any deeper.
“Surprise,” she said. “But it wasn't up my sleeve, was it?”
“What the...” he exclaimed.
“Let's just say there are exercises that keep a woman nice and tight when she wants to be, and that I practice them.”
“Can you... I don't know, loosen up a little to let me in?” he asked.
“I could, but I'd much prefer it if you forced your way into me. It feels so much better that way, don't you think?”
He thrust, hard, and managed to get a tiny bit more of his cock inside of her. At the same time, he realized that what she was saying was true. Forcing his cock into her was going to feel so much better, in more ways than one. The pleasure of her tightness surrounding him as he did it was one way, but the knowledge that he was, indeed, forcing his cock into her gave him a rush of an entirely different kind.
And she knows it? he wondered. I wonder what else she knows that she's going to share with me, and how she'll share that?
With that thought, he drove his cock forward again, even harder this time, getting maybe a quarter of an inch more penetration before he had to draw back and slam forward again.
He spent the next five minutes making it deeper a tiny bit at a time before he was finally completely buried in her pussy. As he grunted in satisfaction at having made it, he felt her pussy loosen up around his cock. With a swift, smooth, easy motion he drew his cock back and slammed it into her sopping wet pussy hearing both the little 'shick' of his cock sliding through her wetness and the meaty 'thwack' when he finished his stroke and his body struck hers forcefully.
“Ooh, yeah, that's good,” she said.
“Glad you like it since there's a lot more where that came from,” he replied.
He drew back again, slamming forward as hard and fast as he could. The thwacks rang out repeatedly for the first few seconds while he burned off his frustration with her about making it so hard to get all the way into her. Yeah, it had felt awesome, but the five minutes of trying to get all the way inside of her, followed immediately by her showing just how easy it could've been, had him a little irked.
His ire quickly cooled as he pounded at her pussy. She'd tightened up a little bit more after the first few thrusts. Now he could feel her pussy stroking his shaft as he slid himself inside of her over and over. He didn't think that it was intentional this time, he'd seen the muscles in her stomach standing out, visible even through the thin layer of fat coating them, when she'd been making him work to penetrate her, but now she was just lying there and enjoying herself as much as he was.
It wasn't until he dropped his hand to her clit and started playing with it while he continued thrusting that she tightened up on him again. This time, also, he was pretty sure it wasn't intentional. A glance showed him biting her lower lip, her entire body tensed as opposed to just her stomach. With a whoosh of air, she went limp all over again, her teeth releasing her lower lip and a soft moan making its way through her lips.
Her pussy was looser again now, but not by much. It was also wetter which made all the difference in the world. His thrusts sped up with the added lubrication and he pounded her pussy over and over, relishing the warmth and wetness that surrounded his cock as he did so.
A couple of minutes later Callie leaned her head up.
“Up,” she said, interrupting him mid-thrust.
“What?” he gasped, hoping she wasn't cutting him off when he was just starting to get close.
“My turn,” she said, pointing to the bed beside her. “Flop on your back right there.”
With a heavy sigh Brian slipped his cock out of her and laid down. Callie was immediately straddling him and he was out of her pussy for less than five seconds total when she grabbed his cock, aimed it, and lowered herself down on him.
Without being the one making the effort, Brian found his appreciation of her pussy increasing dramatically. With her on top, she could rely on gravity for him to penetrate her so he was treated to her pussy tightening up more than it had been while he was fucking her but less than when he was first penetrating her.
As she rode him, she let gravity force him deep into her and then lifted herself up. Each time she lifted her pussy clung to his cock, tugging it almost like a hand job, if the hands involved were big enough to surround his entire cock and wrapped tightly around him.
The sensation was mind-blowing and he found his thoughts drifting incoherently as the pleasure rose in his body. Then she leaned forward, dangling her breasts tantalizingly close to his mouth.
Brian reached out and captured a breast, drawing it to where he could suck her nipple into his mouth. As he started sucking he released her breast with his hands and its weight pulled back, putting pressure on her nipple. She continued to ride him and each upwards movement on her part tugged on that nipple even more. He heard her breath grow ragged over the next few strok
es, so he reached out and took hold of her other nipple, pinching it and holding it in place so it would also stretch when she moved.
Her pussy clamped down on him even tighter as her nipples grew from the stimulation. She was still sliding up and down on him, but now it was almost painful from the friction. That pushed him right to the edge.
“Gonna cum soon,” he gasped out.
Her own voice was hoarse and ragged as she replied.
“Do it, fill my cunny with your cum,” she paused for a deep breath. “Fill me until your cum starts running back out of me.”
Then she slammed herself down on him. Her pussy wrapped his cock tightly with its pressure, then forced his cock down into its depths. Callie gasped, then lifted. When her nipples went tight against his lips and fingers, she gasped again and her pussy clamped down harder. He felt her juices flood his cock and was pretty sure that they were the only reason she managed to take him back in as she collapsed on top of him.
Her pussy was clenching in an arrhythmic pattern as she came in spurts and bursts. It kept clenching on him over and over with no pattern at all. He sucked harder on her nipple, sending her deeper into orgasm and her pussy went nuts, squeezing and loosening over and over, almost as though it were milking his cock.
That thought pushed Brian right over the edge. He felt his cock swell as her pussy kept contracting on it, then start twitching. Bursts of cum shot out of it, splashing all over Callie's insides. He guessed that she felt it too since she howled and came even harder as soon as he started cumming.
She slumped forward towards his chest and he released her nipples before she collapsed on top of him. He was still hard inside of her, his cock still occasionally twitching, feeling like he was still cumming despite his surety that there was no more cum for him to be shooting out.
“Oh my,” she said softly. “We definitely have to find something you can do around here to help. I want to keep you, but I can't just because you're good in bed.”
“I'm good with my hands,” he replied.
“I've noticed, but like I said just because you're good—”
He jumped in, interrupting her.
“No, not that. I mean, I am good that way, but I meant I'm good with my hands with machinery. Maintenance, minor repairs, that type of thing. It's something I like, so I got good at it.”
“So am I,” she said. “Who do you think fixed up that old Chevy, but...”
She went silent for a moment thinking.
“If you can take care of most of the things like that which I'd normally do, that would let me spend more time on other things. Plus, I bet we can teach you enough that you can help with some of the other things around here.”
Well, I wanted long term work, he thought. This looks like it, and the fringe benefits are beyond words.
“I'm more than happy to learn whatever you want to teach me,” he said quickly.
“I bet,” she said, squeezing her pussy tightly down on him again.
“Well, I mean other than that,” he said without thinking.
She caught his gaze and raised a single eyebrow.
“That too,” he said when his brain realized what he'd just said, “don't get me wrong, I'm absolutely loving what we're doing and if there's anything you want to show me about it I'll be more than happy for you to do so. I just meant I'm willing to learn any of the farm stuff I don't know if you want to teach it to me.”
“Nice recovery,” she said. “If a bit long winded. Now, unless you think you can get hard again, we're probably done.”
“I'm insulted,” he replied. “I haven't gone soft yet from that last one.”
“I figured that wouldn't last,” she replied.
“Well, if we wait a few minutes I'll go soft and it'll be an hour or more, but...”
He reached out and stroked a fingertip down her breast, from the upper slope all the way down to her nipple and then out its length.
“But on the other hand, if there's something else you want and we get to it before I get soft, then I'll be able to stay hard right through, although I'll warn you, when I do that it tends to be a long time until I cum again.”
Her eyes went wide.
“Ah, youth. I'd almost forgotten. So, just how long is a long time?”
He shrugged.
“I've never checked a clock, I just know it seems like a really long time to me, and the couple of partners I've done that with agreed with me.”
“Well then, in that case,” Callie said. “Want to see one of those other things I'm guessing you don't know about? Although I don't think you'll complain if you do know about it either.
“Sure,” he said.
“Good, I'll start out on top, but I'm not going to last for a 'long time', so we'll have to switch positions after a while.”
He shrugged since he didn't know what she was talking about.
Callie straightened up and slowly lifted herself until his cock slid out. It was still jutting out rigidly, so she took hold of it and held it straight up. After shifting her position a tiny bit, she started lowering herself again.
What is she doing? he wondered. Just getting back to fucking shouldn't be enough for her to have made that kind of fuss about. What's so speci—
Brian's thought train was derailed in a massive collision as his cock head informed him it was being inserted in a very tight, dry spot.
Anal? he thought. Yeah, that's worth all the fuss.
Then his brain went silent as the sensations of his cock head being buried in her ass tore through him in a tsunami of pleasure.
She slowly lowered herself, her ass gripping his cock tightly as she slid down it. If not for the fact that his cock was soaked with a mixture of her own natural lubrication and his cum it would've been exquisitely painful. As it was there was still a hint of friction, but not enough to hurt, just enough to tease and tantalize about the possibilities.
Once she'd lowered herself all the way down and his cock was buried to the root in her ass, she smirked and looked at him, catching his gaze.
“So how's it feel to have your cock buried in this fat, old lady's ass?”
“Hardly old, not fat either. I felt the muscle you have there.”
She stuck her tongue out at him and gave him a raspberry.
“Yeah, well I'm not exactly a lady either, now am I?”
She pointed to his crotch.
“Now answer the question. Do you like having your cock buried in my ass or not?”
He nodded eagerly.
“Uh, hell yeah? Is that a good enough answer for you?”
She didn't say anything, instead she lifted herself, dragging her ass up his shaft slowly, and then lowered herself again. At a slow pace she continued to do that, her face softening and her eyes slowly losing focus as she went.
When Brian reached out and grabbed her nipples, quickly pinching them tight then twisting them, her eyes lost the rest of their focus and she began to moan, and speed up.
She rode him furiously for a few minutes before she was panting. Once she was, she lowered herself again so he was completely buried in her and took a deep breath.
“Your turn to do the work,” she said.
She pulled herself off of him, then looked at his face.
“All fours or on my back? It's the same to me either way so you get to choose,” she said.
Damn! Take her doggy style or watch those tits bounce all over the place while I fuck her. That's one hell of a choice to have to make, he thought.
“Get on all fours,” he said, after a moment.
She smiled at him, indulgently he thought, then got down on all fours, her ass pointed at him. He knelt behind her and positioned his cock at the entry to her ass. He nestled the tip against her gently, then once he was sure he was in position, he drove forward as hard as he could, slamming the entire length of his cock into her ass.
Callie grunted.
“Oh my god, that's so good. There's nothing like a man ramming his cock into my
ass good and hard,” she said.
Then, to his amazement, she giggled, sounding almost like a little girl.
“Just listen to me,” she said, “talking like a sailor. I'm such a slut after I've had a man pound my cunt and make me cum. Want to see just how much of a slut I am when a man pounds my ass and makes me cum that way? If you do, you know what you have to do.”
She pulled herself forward a little, his cock sliding out of her ass a few inches, then thrust herself back on him, recapturing the section of his cock she'd just exposed to the air.
Okay, okay, I can take a hint, Brian thought.
He drew his cock back himself, then slammed it forward hard. Over and over he did it, as hard and fast as he could handle. She was loving it, but he wasn't making her cum. After a moment's thought he slowed down to a more manageable pace, then reached around her hips, placing his hand on her stomach and sliding it down.
He marveled at the muscle encased under her fat as he slid his hand down, but once he made it to her pussy he was all business. His fingers stroked along until he found her clit, then he started rubbing it. He pressed hard against it as his fingers stroked back and forth and moved in circles, and Callie reacted just like he'd hoped she would.
“Oh fuck, you're gonna make me cum again, aren't you?” she said. “God, the feel of your cock filling up my ass over and over is awesome, but you are good with your hands, just like you said.”
Moments after she finished speaking, he felt her entire body tense. Even her ass clamped down on his cock. A flood of fluid flowed from her pussy, spattering his crotch and legs and the musky scent he'd smelled from her earlier filled the room accompanied by a stretched out, soft moan from her.
He kept his fingers moving on her clit and sped up his thrusts again, short little forceful thrusts that he was sure she felt. She twitched right in time with a few of them, confirming his belief. Her moan grew louder and louder, but her body was still tensed up. He waited for her to relax, to know that he'd given her a full orgasm, but he was getting tired.
Just before he was about to slow his thrusts again, her moan broke off into a loud unintelligible cry. When she finished it and went silent, her entire body also went limp, including her arms and legs. Callie rapidly collapsed on the bed, pulling his cock out of her on the way down.
