Pushing Her Limits
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Brandy didn't know what was up, or what was down. Her mind was a blurring flash of colors, her insides a throbbing passion of heat and energy. She was losing herself, forgetting all the claims she had made earlier about never wanting to even let things go this far.
She couldn't escape, her ass was betraying her.
Within minutes, the rushing onslaught was coming to a head, and she had no control to stop it. With a scream, fists balled into the bed, her hips shaking and toes curling, her orgasm hit her. She came harder than she thought she ever could have, flexing around the thickness of his thumb, soaking his mouth and face with her juices.
Before she could catch her breath, before she could even begin to come down, Paul stood up at the edge of the bed, where her hips would now be level with his waist. His cock was hard, rigid with need, and without a comment he spread her cheeks and pressed forward, entering her carefully. Slow, slow; He didn't want to cause her pain.
She squealed, looking back, and bringing her hands under her weak, shaking form to try and sit up. But he had her, hands gripping her tight, unyielding as he entered deeply into her ass.
The sensation was incredible, intense and hot. He felt like he would split her, like he couldn't go any deeper, and yet he was still sinking inside. She realized she was gasping, loudly, unable to stop. Her muscles squeezed, hugging the pulsing cock inside of her. It was like nothing she could have imagined, and in spite of herself, she loved it. The way it stretched her, the foreignness of it, the taboo. Her nubile figure was driving back onto him, demanding more, requiring every inch.
Paul gasped, breathing heavy as her form surrounded his manhood. It was boiling, a world of warmth and a crushing grip. It was almost too much, the way she began getting into it, how she had started to fuck herself back onto him of her own will. Holding her tight, he thrust, over and over, burying his need as deep as it could possibly go. They were a pair caught in the moment, lost to their pleasure, and nothing could stop them from heading towards the end. The inevitable climax they both desired, but craved, and needed more than they could understand.
Faster, and faster, his strokes coming in time with her cries. The arch of her back was delicious, the fullness of her hips in his palms. On and on, the speed increased, the sound of her wetness below as he smacked into her so perfect. He could feel it, feel himself tensing, throbbing, the shivers coming quicker.
Brandy didn't know what she was saying, if she was making words or just sounds. All she focused on were the sensations, the quivers, the fullness unlike anything she had ever dreamed. When he began flexing inside, somehow getting bigger, she knew what it meant.
“Please,” she screamed, “please! Come in my ass, oh god, please, just do it!”
It set him over the edge, her moment of clarity, her sexual demands. With a loud moan, he dug his fingers into her skin and drove himself forward one final time, holding her in place, despite her squeals and wiggling, as he came deep inside. Thick ropes of come began filling up her hole, the force so much that it set her over the edge. With one more shout, a pleading, whimpering noise, Brandy climaxed a second time. Thighs shaking, she drooled onto the sheets and lost herself.
Some time later, as Paul hunched over, panting, he stroked his hand over her lower back and sighed. She was laying there, breathing heavy, eyelashes fluttering, gray orbs unfocused as she tried to look back at him. Gently, he pulled away, withdrawing his dick inch by inch. A few drops of the milk filling her ass dripped out with the motion, mixing down the triangle of her thighs with her own nectar, and he found himself smirking at the sight. The cream inside of her, the forbidden place, it amused him that she had clearly enjoyed the experience.
As he sat next to her on the bed, observing her luscious body and the sleepy way she looked up at him, he saw her amazing lips part into a smile. “I guess you win that bet, then.”
Laughing, he gave her a light slap on her ass and shook his head.
“Oh, no. I think in the end, we both won.”
The End
A Note From the Author
Thanks for indulging in another story of mine!
If you'd like to read some of my other works, I'll recommend Beguiling the Crown , as it's a lovely tale of fate and choices.
Or try Her True Nature if you're a lover of dark, sexy stories.
For some curvy blackmail romance, check out Cruise Line Curves.
For more curves, Curves in the Sand.
For some monster books;
Yielding to Dragons
Yielding to the Rat Clan
Yielding to the Giant Slug
Monster Hunter Conquest: Bundle
Spanked by the Fox Demon
Yielding to Werewolves
For my longer work;
Magic Can Get You Anything- A 50k BDSM story about mistakes, and the paths they lead us down; Often, into the arms of the one we least expected.
Thanks again, and if you liked this, feel free to email me your comments or thoughts at mandolinecreme@gmail.com!
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Best,
--Mandoline Creme