Smart Bombs
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“Who cares?”
He turned off the lamp and crawled under the covers with her. It was warm and smelled like jasmine flowers. His pelvic bone touched her ass, and she twitched.
“Stay away from me,” she said in a deadly voice.
“I’m trying to, but the bed’s so small and there’s this indentation in the middle that draws us together, as it were.”
“You’re doing it on purpose.”
“I am not.”
“You are too.”
Butler lay still on his back, feeling her ass against his hip. She was a pretty little wench and she had a great figure, so naturally an erection began to grow between his legs. Now that they were hidden and there was no imminent danger, his mind was free to sink to its normal state of utter depravity. He thought of her delicious body and how wonderful it would be to lie between her supple legs. He imagined that her nipples would taste like raspberries and her lips like honey.
He decided that the time had come for him to make his move. Turning toward her, he pressed his cock against the crack of her fanny.
She leapt two feet in the air and scrambled to the edge of her mattress. “Stop that!”
He came after her and touched her with it again. “Stop what?”
“You have a... an erection!”
“Why, so I do.”
“Get rid of it this instant!” she screamed, shivering at the edge of the bed.
“How am I going to get rid of it?” he cooed.
“I don’t know,” she snapped. “That’s your problem.”
There was the sound of footsteps in the corridor.
“Uh-oh, police spies,” Butler said. “C’mere.”
He hugged her to him and she struggled to get away.
“Ssshhh,” he whispered in her ear. “If they peek in here we have to make like we’re married.”
Sure enough, a key turned in the lock. They lay side by side with his penis against her belly, and he noticed that she was breathing hard. The door opened, some men mumbled in Arabic, then it closed and was locked again.
He continued to hold her tightly. “They might come back.”
“Please let me go,” she whimpered.
“I don’t dare let you go. What if they come in here again?”
“I can hear them walking away.”
“I can’t,” he lied.
“Well I can. Get away from me, damnit.”
“Are you sure it’s safe?”
“Yes, I’m sure it’s safe.”
“We can’t take chances, you know.”
“I know.”
“It’s better to be safe than sorry.”
“Let me go.”
“They taught us in the CIA that you never can take enough precautions.”
“You’re taking advantage of me, you beast.”
“How?”
“You’re trying to make me horny so that I’ll do piggy things with you.”
“I am not. I’m only trying to be a good, cautious agent.”
“Take that thing away from me or I’ll pinch it.”
“Go ahead and pinch it.”
“If I do they’ll hear you all the way to Tel Aviv.”
“I don’t care.”
“Get away from me!”
“No.”
“I’m getting out of this bed right now. I don’t care what happens—I can’t take it anymore.”
She turned away from him and tried to get out of bed, but he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her back to him. She was bent over as she rolled into bed and he jabbed his shaft between her legs from behind. His aim was perfect, and she went limp in his arms, her fanny thrust out against him.
“You’re wearing me down,” she said.
“You feel awfully nice down there,” he replied.
“You’re a bastard.”
“But lovable.”
“No, not lovable.”
He swiveled his hips, rubbing the shank of his penis through her valley of love.
“I hate you,” she sighed.
“If you hate me, how come you’re so juicy down there?”
“Let me go.”
He held her tighter. “No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“I beg you.”
“No.”
“You’re an animal, Butler,” she said in a weakening voice. “If we ever get out of this I’m-going to shoot you right between the legs.”
“How come you’re so juicy down there, sweetheart?” he asked, reaching around and touching her with his finger.
“You’re despicable. You’re taking advantage of me.”
“How come you’re so juicy down there?”
“Please don’t,” she whimpered.
“Answer my question,” he demanded.
“Because you’re taking advantage of me.”
“How am I taking advantage of you?”
“Because I’m only a woman and you’re stimulating me in a most cruel and lascivious way.”
“But is it really cruel?” he asked, finding the hot spot and sticking his cock in an inch.
“Yes,” she sighed.
He jabbed in another inch. “Am I really hurting you that badly? Because if I am I’ll take it out.”
“You couldn’t take it out now,” she moaned.
“Oh, yes I could.”
“You don’t have the willpower.”
“Oh, yes I do.”
“You do not.”
“Then watch, or I should say, feel.”
Slowly he began to withdraw from her.
“No—stop!” she cried.
“What’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong.”
“You don’t want me to take it out?”
“Yes, I want you to take it out.”
“Then why did you tell me to stop when I was taking it out?”
“I don’t know,” she said, trembling in his arms.
“I know,” he replied, kissing her ear.
“Explain it to me,” she whispered.
“Because I’ve got you all hot and bothered now, and you want to do it with me. Right?”
“Stop tormenting me, please.”
“How am I tormenting you?”
“By raping me.”
“I’m not raping you!” he said indignantly, pushing in another inch.
“You are too,” she replied, pushing her backside against him, drawing him in deeper.
“This isn’t rape—it’s seduction,” he insisted.
“Seduction? Don’t make me laugh. We are forced to be in bed together, and you have taken advantage of my femininity and weakness like the beast that you are.”
He pushed her onto her stomach and inserted himself into her all the way as she spread her legs for him. They sighed together. He cupped her breasts and kissed her neck. She rocked her hips back and forth.
“Oooohhhh,” she said.
“Aaaahhhhh,” he replied.
He began to work her slowly, moving all the way in and all the way out, holding her breasts tightly, and licking her ears. She wiggled underneath him, thrusting her bottom at him rhythmically, and clawing at the pillow.
“You’re a very good lover,” she whispered. “You’re a beast and a cad, and you’re not very smart, but you’re a very good lover.”
“You’re a bitch and a pain in the ass, but you’ve got the loveliest, sexiest body in the world.”
“Oh, come on. I’ll bet you say that to all the girls.”
“I do.”
“You bastard.”
He chortled as he changed his position and thus altered his angle of entry.
“What did you just do?” she asked, dazed.
“Moved a little.”
“You just made me see stars.”
“Really?”
“And they were in Technicolor.”
“How nice.”
“Oh, you’re good, Butler.”
“I’ll bet you say that to all the guys too.”
“I bet you say that to all the guys too.”
“No, you’re really big. I can feel you deep inside me.”
“What does it feel like?” He reached down with both his hands and tenderly caressed the lips of her vagina with his fingertips.
“Oh, my goodness, what are you doing to me?” she asked.
“What does it feel like?”
“You’re making me dizzy. You’re going to make me come.”
“Good. I want you to come and completely freak out.”
“You beast.”
He quickened his motion. “Come on—come.”
“I can’t stand it anymore. I’m going to lose my mind,” she breathed.
“You can’t lose anything that you don’t have.”
“I’m afraid,” she said with a tremble.
“Don’t be afraid.”
“I’m afraid PH get so far out that I’ll never come back again.”
“I’ll make sure you come back again, because I want you to blow me.”
“You bastard.”
“You’ll love it.”
“You’re just talking dirty because you know it turns me on even more.”
“You’ve got the sweetest pussy in the world, kid.”
“You’re rotten, Butler.”
“Come for me.”
“I won’t.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Yes.”
“Oh. Oh. Oooohhh.”
“More.”
“Oooohhhhhhh.”
She bucked like a bronco and thrashed her head against the pillow while he drilled her with all his might. His fingers twiddled her vagina while his cock rammed in again. He fucked her energetically, almost savagely, pushing her small body down on the bed again and again. Tears ran down her eyes and she bit her lower lip.
“Oh,” she said. “Oh, oh, oh, Oooohhh!”
“Come more,” he coaxed.
“Ay, ay, ay, Aaaaayyyyy”
“More.”
“I can’t,” she gasped.
“Yes you can.”
“Please don’t.”
“Come more.”
“Oh, Butler. Oh. Ah ay oh eeeeee”
“More.”
He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her down against his rampaging cock. She flailed her arms and legs, and saliva oozed from a corner of her mouth. She no longer was a proper lady with a degree from Radcliffe and an impressive career as an undercover agent. She was a sex-maddened female creature in the throes of the most powerful orgasm in her life.
“Aaaaaiiiiiieee!”
Gradually her motions lost their fervor, as she gasped for air. Her body dripped with perspiration and her jaw hung open. Noticing this, Butler slowed down also. Then they became still, he lying on top of her, his cock still deep inside her, and she still on her tummy.
“Oh,” she sighed.
Butler was breathing hard, his face burrowed in her hair that furled around her neck. He moved his hands down and held his palms against her smooth belly.
“You’re a regular little tiger, aren’t you?” he asked throatily.
“Oh, Butler, what you do to me!” she sighed.
“You liked it, didn’t you.”
“I loved it.”
“You came so beautifully.”
“What did I come like?”
“Like dawn.”
“Oh, Butler, that’s such a sweet thing to say.”
“You’re an angel.”
“You’re a fabulous lover, Butler.”
“Only because you inspired me so.”
“That’s also a sweet thing to say. I never realized you could be so nice.”
“And it’s not over yet either.”
She went stiff underneath him. “What do you mean—it’s not over yet.”
“We have only just begun, my dear.”
She shook her head in firm little motions. “No Butler, I couldn’t.”
“Yes you can.”
“No, I don’t have any more strength.”
“Yes you do.”
“I’ll lose my mind if you keep doing this to me.”
“Don’t, Butler.”
“I’m sorry, but I’m not finished with you yet.”
“Please.”
“Save your breath.”
As they spoke, he pulled his cock out of her and roiled her over onto her back. She hugged her legs tightly together and crossed her arms over her breasts.
“I’m not going to let you,” she said, looking up at him with doe eyes.
“Yes you will,” he replied, kneeling beside her.
“I won’t.”
“Oh yes you will.”
“You’ll have to rape me.”
“No I won’t.”
“You’ll have to knock me unconscious.”
“Don’t be ridiculous,” he said with a smile as he lowered his head and kissed the little muff at the juncture of her legs.
“Oh, you’re not going to do that, are you?” she asked, alarmed.
“Ain’t I?”
“That’s not fair, Butler.”
“Sssshhhhh.”
“Stop it.”
“I can’t.”
She raised her hands and tried to push his shaggy head away, but he merely took her wrists and pinned them to the mattress.
“Please let me go, Butler,” she whimpered. “I don’t want you to make me crazy again.”
He ran his tongue through her juicy little slit.
“Now you’re really taking advantage,” she said.
“Stop complaining so much. There are thousands of women who’d give all they had to trade places with you right now.”
“I like to be normal and rational,” she whined. “I don’t like to go crazy.”
“Yes you do.”
“No I don’t.”
“You mean you didn’t enjoy that before.”
“I did, but I don’t want any more. Enough is enough. Know what I mean?”
“No.” He found her clitty and kissed it.
“Stop that,” she said weakly.
“Never.”
“Please?”
“Sorry, but no dice.”
“Bastard.”
“Open your legs.”
“No.”
“Then I’ll have to make you, won’t I?”
“Stop it!”
She squirmed and tried to get away, but he held her wrists tightly.
“You’re trying to destroy me,” she said with a sob.
“No I’m not,” he murmured into her bush.
“God is going to punish you for what you’re doing to me.”
“I’m not a very religious man.”
“Oooohhhh.”
“Open your legs.”
“Aaaahhhhh.”
“Come on.”
“Please don’t.”
She wasn’t trying to get away anymore, so he let her wrists loose and cupped her ass in his hands.
“I’m losing control of myself again,” she said from somewhere at the bottom of her throat.
“Good.”
“I’m going to go bananas.”
“Go ahead.”
“It’ll be the end of me.”
“Open your legs.”
“No.”
“Go ahead.” He nibbled her clitoris with his teeth.
“Ooohhhh,” she sighed as she let her legs open.
“More.”
“Ohhhh.”
“More, I said.” He thrust his tongue deep inside her.
“OH!”
He moved his tongue in and out of her, tasting her beautiful essence, feeling her most hidden secrets.
“Oooohhhhh,” she moaned, opening her legs wider.
He kissed her again, then crawled up her body, licking her bellybutton, sucking her breasts, and fastening his teeth on her throat as he slid his cock into her.
“Ahhh
hh,” she moaned as it went in all the way. “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.”
“So have I.”
“But I don’t want you to think I’m in love with you or anything like that.”
“Of course not.”
“I just can’t help myself.”
“I quite understand.”
“I’m going to hate you in the morning.”
“Hate me in the morning, but love me tonight. That’s my motto.”
“You’re disgusting.”
“You’re delicious.”
“Oh, you beast.”
“Stop calling me that. I’m a man.”
“You’re not a man. You’re an animal. A raging creature from the black lagoon.”
“What a fantasy that is.”
“It’s the truth.”
“It’s the fantasy that turns you on.”
She swiveled her hips a little, “it’s gotten bigger, do you know that?”
“It has not.”
“Yes it has. I can feel it. It’s bigger. Much bigger.”
“How much bigger.”
“Twelve inches bigger.”
“That’s impossible. It wasn’t twelve inches in the first place.”
“Yes it was. And now it feels like it’s up to my throat.”
He laughed.
“It feels so good,” she whispered. “It’s splitting me in half.”
“Should I take it out now?”
“Don’t you dare!”
“But I thought you didn’t want to do this.”
“That was before. I’ve changed my mind.”
“Why?”
“I don’t know why. Fuck me, Butler, and stop talking.”
She groaned as Butler backed off, and sighed as he eased in again.
“Did you like that?” he asked.
“You know I did.”
“Want me to do it again?”
“If you don’t I’ll kill you.”
He drew back again, then buried himself deep into her. He lay still and let it soak.
“More,” she uttered.
“Hungry little bitch, aren’t you?”
“You’re destroying my soul, Butler. You’re turning me into a sex degenerate.”
“You were a sex degenerate long before you ever met me.”
“That’s not true.”
“The first time I ever set eyes on you I knew you were a hot little number.”
“How did you know?”
“I didn’t know, but I could tell.”
“Did I look a certain way?”
“Yes.”
“How?”
“Like the kind of woman who could fuck for days.”
“I couldn’t fuck for days.”
“Oh yes you could. I’d like to get you alone in a house someplace with enough food and drink so that we wouldn’t have to go out, and we’d fuck all the time. I’d hide your clothes so that you couldn’t get dressed.”