by Alexis Angel
His legs are hanging over the side and I straddle him as I lower myself, my legs go over the other side of the floating duck. His cock slides up inside of me.
“That’s weird,” he says.
“What?” I hope it wasn’t anything I was doing.
“I can feel the water splash up on my ass and balls.”
I laugh and lean in and kiss his mouth. I fell his hands go around my back and he squeezes me. He starts to rock the floaty. His cock is sliding in and out of my pussy and it feels better because my pussy isn’t fully submerged. It’s above the water and it’s making it so fucking good.
“You're so deep inside of me,” I say to him.
His cock is so deep that it feels like he's going too far inside of me. It feels so fucking good and I focus on my breathing. I try to match my breathing with each thrust inside of me. I breathe in and he thrusts in. I breathe out and he thrusts out.
He starts to move faster and faster inside of me and I can’t keep up my breathing plan. There’s no way. He’s moving too fast and I can hardly even grasp onto what I’m feeling.
“You like fucking this cock?” he asks.
“I love fucking your cock.” It’s true. I love everything about his cock. The way he moves it and how long it is and how thick it is. It’s the prefect size and he knows how to move it perfectly in and out of me.
“You think you can come again?” he asks.
“Mmhmm. I’m really close.”
I start to grind my pussy back and forth on him and I can feel my clit being stimulated while he’s thrusting his giant cock in and out of me. The sensations are driving me crazy. They're all so much. I want nothing more than to come all over his cock.
“I’m gonna come,” I moan.
“Come for me,” he says and squeezes my ass cheeks.
“My pussy’s gonna come for you.”
“All over my fucking cock.” The way he fucking says it drives me crazy. I want him to fucking come. So bad, I want us to both come at the same time. I want to drive him as crazy as he’s been driving me. I want to watch the pleasure sweep over his face.
I want to hear his moans as he’s coming, and the look in his eyes.
I’m grinding myself onto him harder and harder. It’s so intense and feels like I can’t get enough of it.
“Oh MY GOD. Don’t stop,” I moan. I push myself to ride him harder and faster. I’m matching his thrusts. The water is splashing up on my clit as well as his balls and it’s a whole new sensation all over again. “Don’t stop. I’m so fucking close,” I say between deep breaths. My breathing is hasty and shallow. I’m ready to come for him. I want to let go and come all over his cock.
“Come for me,” he says and thrusts harder inside of me.
I feel it. My toes curl and my head rolls back. It feels so fucking amazing. Every nerve in me is yelling out in perfect unison. Goose bumps cover my skin and a warm tingly feeling emits from every pore. I can’t get enough of this feeling; my clit is fucking throbbing and it’s the aftershocks that make me shake.
“Fuck you’re so fucking good,” I say as my orgasm finishes up.
“You are too,” he says and leans forward. He bites my shoulder and I feel another intense feeling radiate through my entire body.
It’s so fucking good. His cock is still sliding in and out of my pussy. He’s still moving hard continuing his assault on my pussy. He’s going harder and faster and he’s moaning. He’s getting closer. I want him to fucking come for me.
I can’t wait to watch him fucking come for me. Until I can feel him fucking come inside of me.
“I want in your ass again” he says. I get off the raft and so does he. We’re back in the water, the two of us. He shoves the floaty away and grabs onto my hips. He pulls me to him, my legs instantly wrapping around his waist. Ready to take his cock inside of me. I feel him push and then slide right into my asshole. It’s so tight and he goes right in. There’s no issue.
He starts to bounce me up and down on his cock with my ass. I’m taking him hard in there. So hard that I can hardly handle it.
“Your ass knows how to take my cock.”
I laugh. “Of course, it does. Your cock is fucking perfect.” I bite my lip as he continues to bounce me up and down on his cock. He switches back to my pussy and I feel him so fucking deep inside of me. It’s so fucking intense.
Oh no. Not again. I can’t handle another one. I feel the familiar pull of intense sensations from my stomach. I can feel my muscles. Every single one of them in my body tense up. My body’s ready to let loose and have another orgasm. I don’t know how but I can feel that it’s going to happen.
His cock is switching from my pussy to my ass and back again. It’s filling each of my holes and I suck air in through my teeth. It’s so intense.
“Are you gonna fucking come again?” he asks, sounding as surprised as I am feeling.
I nod my head. “Uh huh. Fuck me harder. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Don’t stop. Harder. Oh my God. Harder. Right there. Yes, right there.”
My body is flooded with the tingly warm feeling. I’m coming. My muscles are all relaxing. It’s so fucking amazing that I’ve come this many times.
He grabs my waist harder with both of his hands and starts to bounce me harder and harder on him while he thrusts his cock deep inside of me. He’s pushing in me deep, still continuing to switch from my pussy to my ass. I can tell he’s getting closer now. Closer than the other times. He’s going to fill my pussy up and I’m excited the anticipation of him coming is getting to me. Driving me wild, I want to feel it so bad.
“I’m gonna fucking come,” he says.
“Come for me daddy,” I say. He slams his cock inside of my asshole and I want to yell out but I keep it to myself so I don’t ruin his orgasm.
He’s thrusting harder and harder and it hurts but I know he’s almost there so I let it happen. I let him continue to fuck me so hard.
“Mmm. Come for me daddy. Fill my ass up,” I say. He starts to thrust slower, but harder and I can feel his cock throbbing inside of me. He just fucking came inside of my ass.
“Ohhh,” he moans loudly.
His body is moving and he’s still sort of thrusting in and out of me. But then he goes still and lets go of me. He slides out of me and I watch as some of his cum floats in the pool.
“Oops. Guess I’ll have to add more chemicals,” he says with a laugh.
I shake my head and laugh at him.
“Where’s my swimsuit?” I ask. We both start looking around for our swimsuits. He throws the floaty out of the pool. He looks over in the deep end and we both see something, multiple somethings near the bottom of the pool.
“Race?” he asks.
I nod my head. I use my feet to kick off from the wall and I swim through the water, pushing myself down to the bottom of the deep end. I grab onto what looks like my top. I’m tired from all the fucking and I can’t hold my breath anymore. I swim back up and take a breath to see he’s already up and has my bottoms and his.
“I win,” he says.
“What do you win?” I ask and bite my lip. I know what he’s going to say.
“Your pussy, later?”
I shrug. “Sure, sounds good to me.”
25
Sasha
God, I feel like I've been run over by a truck—a truck with a twelve-inch cock, I mean. Sex with Kane is so intense that, sometimes, I can’t help but wonder about the impossibility of some of the things he does. No wonder my muscles are sore right now.
We’ve both fallen asleep in the king-sized bed of the pool house and now, as I open my eyes, I see the whole room bathed in the pink glow of a rising sun. We were both so tired that we slept through the night with nothing but a sheet to cover our naked bodies.
Stretching like a cat, I arch my spine and smile to myself as I feel my bones crack. Turning to the side, I rest one hand on Kane’s naked chest, feeling the rugged outline of his pectorals, but he doesn’t even stir. He ke
eps on breathing in and out steadily, fast asleep, and I can’t bring myself to wake him up. Even though he’s more than a grown man, I can’t help but think that the metaphor applies: he’s sleeping like a baby.
Swinging my legs out of the bed, I look around the room trying to find my bikini. As I see the two discarded pieces of fabric in one of the corners, I tiptoe toward them and get dressed as silently as I can.
As I walk out of the pool house, I can’t help but smile as the first rays of sunlight cascade over my naked skin, their warmth making my skin prickle. I close my eyes for a second, just feeling the glow of the sun on my face, and then I make my way toward the main house. Walking through the living room, I head straight toward the master bathroom, and get out of my bikini the moment I’m inside it.
Taking a large cotton towel out of one of the drawers, I rest it over my legs as I sit on the edge of the bathtub. Reaching for the faucet, I turn it on and wait as the warm water slowly rises. Only when the tub is almost overflowing do I step inside, easing myself into the water; folding the towel, I place it behind my head and close my eyes, taking a deep breath as I enjoy the moment.
Being cast as a main character for a show as big as Manhattan Reign was a feat I didn’t hope to be surpassed so fast, but here I am now...Yeah, it’s true, being here with Kane feels so much more important than starring in a TV show. After all, if that wasn’t the case, why the hell would I be risking my career? And believe me, as strict as Ryan is about his whole no-sex policy, I’m definitely risking my career just by being here with Kane.
I wonder if he feels the same, though. He's told me that much, yes, but does he really mean it? He’s an actor after all and, unlike Alberta, he truly knows how to act.
“I'm kinda sad you didn't invite me for this morning bath of yours,” I hear Kane say, and I open my eyes lazily, smiling at him.
“You were asleep. I didn't want to wake you up,” I reply, sinking down into the water and allowing the foam on the water to cover my breasts.
“You can wake me up anytime, Sasha,” he continues, sitting on the edge of the tub and looking at me with a kind smile on his face.
“Maybe next time I'll wake you by hosing you down with cold water,” I giggle, trying not to blush because of my silliness.
“No, not that,” he chuckles. “But if you were to wake me up with those lips of yours,” he continues, whispering as she brushes his thumb over my parted lips.
“Is that the only thing you think about?” I ask, smiling as I feel my body temperature rising. I don't know what it is about Kane, but I simply can't control these urges whenever I'm around him. And the way he looks at me, as if I'm the most beautiful woman he has ever seen...Ah, I was doomed right from the beginning; there's no way I'd ever be able to resist a man like Kane.
“I also think of your breasts, of your thighs, of your —”
“Okay, okay...I think I get it,” I laugh, reaching for him and lacing one arm around his neck. Pulling him into me, I allow my eyelids to droop and I crush my lips against his, savoring the raw manly taste of his tongue.
Supporting himself with one hand on the edge of the tub, he leans further in, pushing his tongue past my lips and swirling it around mine. “I want you,” he whispers, pulling back from our kiss and nibbling at my earlobe.
“Then,” I start to say, slowly standing up in the tub. “You'll have to come and find me,” I continue, unrolling the towel and wrapping it around my body. Stepping out the tub, I then lean in and kiss him once more for good measure.
“So, you like playing games, is that it?” He asks me with a grin, running one hand down the side of my body and resting it over the curve of my ass.
“If they're fun, I do,” I laugh and, with that, I offer him one last smile and run out the door. I hurry down the hallway, feeling like a little girl once again as I leave my wet footprints behind me.
“You can run...but you can't hide!” I hear him shout from the bathroom, and I start looking for a place where I can hide. Running up the stairway that leads to the upper floor, I grab the handle of the first door I see and step inside, closing the door behind me.
Blindly touching the wall, I find the light switch and flick it on. The moment the light floods the room my jaw almost drops down to the floor.
I’m standing inside a room padded in red, and there are ropes and chains hanging from the wall. To my left, there’s a shelf filled with vibrators of all sizes and shapes, and to my right is another shelf, this one filled with a lot of sex toys I don’t even know the name for.
“What the…?” I whisper, walking toward the center of the room. There’s something there, something I can only call a...sex swing. There’s a thick vibrator below a seat hanging from the ceiling, and I can only assume that one is supposed to sit there and swing back and forth. Hesitantly, I reach for the vibrator and brush my fingertips against it, wondering about why a man like Kane would want a room like this.
Right now, I should feel weirded out...Instead, I feel as aroused as I’ve ever been.
“Bad girl,” I hear Kane say from behind me, and I turn on my heels so fast I almost trip over my own foot. He’s already standing inside the room, one hand on the door’s handle. “Playing with Daddy’s toys without permission…”
“I...I was just…” I stammer, but I don’t even know what I should be saying right.
“Shh,” he whispers, placing his index finger over my lips as he closes the distance between us. “I wasn’t sure if I should show you this room, but here we are…” He continues, his eyes never leaving mine. “Which reminds me, I’ve promised you a good spanking.”
Oh, God, is this really happening or am I dreaming?
If I’m dreaming, please, don’t wake me up.
26
Sasha
I’m so turned on. I can’t believe I stumbled onto a room like this. I hadn’t been expecting it. He never told me about it, but of course, why would he? And now he’s telling me he’s going to spank me. My pussy is soaking wet.
I want to know what everything does, but I want to figure it out by him showing me. I want demonstrations in and on my body. I want to feel him fuck me hard with everything on the far wall. The wall full of dildos and vibrators and various cock rings.
Kane is looking at me. He has this intense look in his eyes. And it’s making my pussy throb. I want him. I need him. Deep inside of me. I’m looking around at all of these toys and wondering what some of them do.
“Do you know what this stuff is?” he asks me.
I look around. “I know what some of the things are. Some I’ve used, some I’ve just heard of but there are a few things I’ve never even seen before.” It makes me feel inexperienced and I can’t help but feel weird about that.
I bite my lip and he grabs my face. He brings it to his and we kiss again, our lips lost in each other. His tongue finds its way inside of my mouth and starts to massage my tongue. He wraps his hands around my back and my body trembles with his touch.
“You’ve been a very naughty girl,” he says. “You weren’t supposed to find this.”
The way he acts how forbidden this place is, is only making me hotter, and making me wetter. Making me want him more and more. I want to try all the things in this room. I want to come more than anything.
“You’re so fucking hot. Standing here in my toy room. I never thought I’d see you in here like this, ready and willing.”
“Really?” I ask.
“No. I knew you’d be in here eventually. You’re my naughty girl. I know you’d like this stuff.”
I bite my lip.
He walks over to a wall that’s filled with leather straps, whips, and various things I assume can be used on my ass. I’m excited. I watch as he grabs a blindfold. He comes back over to me.
“I’m going to blindfold you,” he says. The confidence in his voice is so hot. He knows exactly what he wants and what he's doing. He knows what he's going to do to me. I’m imagining just how this might go, but
I have no idea. I’ve never been blindfolded before. I’ve always wanted to try it though so I’m excited.
He places the black blindfold over my eyes. It doesn’t have stretchy strings to go around my head. Instead, the strings hang off either side and he ties it together.
“I like the ones I can tie myself. It gives me more control,” he says and a shiver runs through my body.
He grabs the towel and rips it off of my body. I hear it fall to the floor and feel a slight breeze on my body.
He grabs my hand and leads me over to the bed.
“Get on,” he says in a demanding voice.
I use my hands to feel the bed and I climb on. I have his hands on me, lightly touching me. Guiding me into position. He has me get on my knees and bend over. He pushes my head down and I lay it on the bed. My ass is raised in the air.
He walks away and I don’t know where he goes or what he's doing. I can’t see anything, only hear, and it’s exciting. It’s so thrilling not knowing what is going to happen next. I hear his footsteps getting closer so I know he's coming back over to me.
“When you’re blindfolded, you’re removing one of your senses. When you remove one of your senses, your other senses are enhanced,” he explains.
I feel him rub my clit.
“You’ve been a bad, bad girl, haven’t you Sasha?” he asks.
“Yes,” I say.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, daddy.” I moan for him.
He places one of his hands on my ass cheeks. He starts to rub them. It feels soft, his hand on my ass. But I clench my muscles. I can’t help it. I’m bracing myself for the slap. The hard sting across my ass. I know he’s going to spank me, but I don’t know with what or how hard and the anticipation is what’s ultimately driving me crazy.
