Gender: Male Age: 49 Location: Colorado
|Introduction: Mindy gets a lesson|
“Not that you weren’t appetizing, but I need some food.” I said to Mindy
We were lying in bed together, naked. Mindy had just spent the last half hour feeding me whipped cream with her tits and pussy. Obviously, this is not your ordinary weekend in Las Vegas. Mindy is my reluctant sex slave. Mindy owes $30,000 to her church. Her church and her church treasurer boyfriend don’t know that Mindy owes the money. This is because she took it and gambled it away, back home in Colorado. The church books are being audited on Monday. Mindy knows that I have come into enough money to cover her debt and fix her problem. Her new and current problem is I want a lot of her body in return.
“We need to clean up” she countered “How about if we go hop in the shower and get all soapy?’
“Son of a bitch” I thought. I brought along some little blue pills, knowing that I would need all the help I could get. But even with the pharmaceutical assistance, I didn’t there was a way I could go again. Still, the thought of soaping up those incredible tits and perky little nipple of her’s; of grinding my cock into her ass as I massaged those melons; the idea of her using about a hundred soapy strokes to clean my cock, did sound appealing. Maybe her plan was to induce a heart attack and have me found, naked and dead in the shower.
What a way to go. I thought. Mindy had been very reluctant at this at first, but yesterday she had seemed to be a more willing participant. I was wondering what had changed, when enough blood made it’s way into the big head and I remembered the video.
“I like the way you think” said I “Go get the shower started, and I’ll be right there.”
She kissed me quickly, squeezed my dick once, and swung her long legs over and walked naked to the bathroom. I watched as her bare ass swayed back and forth and I thought for the 1000th time;
“I love Mindy’s ass”
I got up, quickly gathered my phone and iPod, stopped the video, and put them away. I would have time to view them later. I had heard the shower come on, and the timbre of the water flow change as Mindy manipulated the controls, getting the water to the right temperature. I was greeted to her bent gently at the waist; try to reach for something on the other side of the tub.
“The things you see, when you don’t have a paddle” I mused.
She turned around and went into her pouty, girlish voice.
“Haven’t I been a good girl? You’re not going to spank me again, are you?”
“Probably, but not now” I returned “But that hot shower does sound pretty good”
She got in and immediately the water was cascading on her back, and she pivoted so she could face the hot water. The multiple streams of water hit Mindy square in the chest and water started to flow in small rivers down her breasts, over her areolas and nipples. They were soon hard. She brought up the wash cloth, got it wet, retrieved the bar of soap, and was soon lathering first the cloth, and then her chest.
Mindy is in her mid-30s, but looks younger; 5’6” with brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. Her boobs, while not perfect, were still reallllly fine. They are c-cups and round, with just a touch of sag. Topping them off are half inch, chronically erect erasure-like nipples. As my eyes follow down I notice the smallish waist, which accent her well rounded hips. When she turned around, to get a better soaping angle, I am rewarded with the sight of her fine looking back side. Mindy does her share of leg exercises at the gym and those have done their part to lift her butt into the bubble-like shape, that makes other women jealous, and men stare stupidly. Just like I was doing.
My hard-on tapped me on the shoulder and asked me if I intended to stand out in the cold all fucking day. With a shake of the head to clear way the delirium Mindy’s body had just induced, I finished my walk over to the shower and stepped in behind her.
She had the soap and the wash cloth, so my hands had nothing to do. So, I reached around and cupped both her boobs, lifting slightly to get more of them and feel their weight in my hands. I drew her into me, as she dropped one hand down to slowly wash her lower areas, and the other reached back to grasp my hard on, which was pressing into her butt crack.
“Are you ready to go again, stud?’ she cooed.
“Is you plan to fuck me into a heart attack and leave me for dead in the shower?” I asked deadpan.
Glancing back she grinned and replied sarcastically;
“Ohhh, Nooo. If I did that I wouldn’t get my money. My plan is to drain you so thoroughly that you won’t have the strength to spank me anymore, and you’ll spend the rest of your time eating and sleeping”
“That might work” I retorted as I massaged Mindy’s firm c-up breasts.
“I really don’t know what I like best; your perfect, fuckable ass..” as I ground my hips into hers “…or these made-to-be-squeezed and sucked-on-tits”. I added an extra squeeze of her melons for emphasis.
Mindy had lathered up the wash cloth as we talked and now turned to face me. She took my member in the soapy cloth and started to stroke it up and down, slowly. I have no idea how I was hard again. I would be writing a letter to Pfizer when I got home.
“Lucky for you, you don’t have to choose” she answered as she kept up the motion on my cock.
I reluctantly stopped her, and took the cloth from her. I added more soap and started to clean her, beginning with her boobs. I slowly rubbed the tops and sides, making sure the rough cloth dragged over her sensitive nipples as often as I could. They were already hard, and I could feel the little gumdrops even through the cloth.
Mindy had the bar of soap, and began to use it on my cock, paying particular attention to the underside. The without warning and in a quick burst she said
“Shit. Fuck. Piss. Asshole. Oh, my! What a potty mouth I have. I guess you are going to have to wash my mouth out with soap”
With that she got on her knees and began licking my cock, cleaning it with a kitten soft strokes and the same determination of a momma cat. I watched in amazement, as this woman, who had probably spoken less than a 1000 words to me in ten years, was cleaning my dick with her mouth. Then in a coup de gras, she took me all the way to the back of her throat in one gulp. There was still a couple of inches to go, before she deep throated me, but with all the attention she had been paying to my already orgasm sensitized cock, I was getting light headed.
She slowly withdrew, keeping the suction, and stopped just before my head came out. Then Mindy reversed and I slipped over her tongue again, hitting the back of her throat. She repeated this a couple of times, sending pleasure through my body, and making my knees week. I was beginning to think she was a liar and I would be found dead soon.
I braced myself with shower wall and looked down. Mindy was looking at me and had a look of pleasure in her eyes. As our eyes met, she began to quicken her pace. She was bobbing up and down, and then suddenly stopped, when I was at the apex. Mindy adjusted our position, and, grabbed my ass with one hand, closed her eyes, and all of my cock disappeared into her mouth. She held that position and ground her nose into my pubic hair, as if to show anger at the obstacle.
She backed me out of her throat, but she was still moving up and down, with fast strokes. Her free hand was cupping and caressing my balls, and occasionally moving onto my cock to mirror the motion of her head. She withdrew and began to lick the underside of my very aroused member for a few quick laps, and then I was back in the mouth for another round of feeling the smooth warm wetness of her tongue on my cock.
This time her confidence in her abilities had grown and she was intent on throating me more often. Her first four strokes were exhilaratingly normal, but number five she, with just a small hesitation, was able to feed me past her protective flap and down her throat.
She pulled back and resumed her head bob, stopping every few strokes to force me as deep as was physically possible. Each time she would bottom me out, it would break the build to my orgasm, but increase my level of sexual tension. Her pace quickened and so did the frequency with which she brought me into her throat. It was every four times, then three. She was systematically building me to explosion.
I was on the verge of going over the edge, when she pulled me completely out of her mouth, looked at me with those chocolate brown eyes, stroked me slowly and asked
“Where do want to cum, stud? Which hole to you want to fill with your juice?’
Fuck I was so close to cuming right now, and I could not think straight. I brought my hand to the back of head and pushed quickly pushed her head back down on my cock. She did not hesitate and picked up where she had let off. I was going down her throat almost each time and each time she pulled back she made a point of trying to milk me with her tongue. It took only a few of these and I went over the edge
“Oh God! Here it comes!’ I pronounced
Rather than pull back at all, Mindy forced me deep down her throat and using her tongue tried to swallow my organ. It wasn’t going in deeper but the lust fluid was. It felt like I pumping a gallon of semen down her throat, and she just kept milking and milking. She pulled out long enough to get some air and then she focused on draining every drop from my hose, with slow rhythmic pulls on my organ.
The pleasure had flooded over me like a wave, and dissipated slowly. When it did and my mind began to clear, I looked down and Mindy was still watching me. I smiled. She pulled completely out, worked her way into standing up, and draped her arms around me.
“All better? Mindy asked “Did I make that mean ole juice go away?”
“Fuck! Yes, I’m all better” I replied as my hands caressed her back and found her ass, adding a few squeezes as homage to it’s beauty. “But, what was that part about ‘mean ole juice’”
She giggled, pulled me close and kissed me. Then added with a mock sigh
“Uhhhhhhhh. You guys are all the same. You are just little horny pigs until us girls make you spit out all that juice. Then you are all better and can think again. At least until it builds back up.”
I chuckled and replied “Sound pretty close to me”
We finished off the shower, with much less sexual touching. That’s not to say there was no touching. I still had to feel those luscious melons and squeeze that ripe ass. They are just too hard to ignore, even in my drained state. It’s like trying to ignore the bowl of M&Ms on the receptionist’s desk. You just have to have a few, even though you are not hungry.
For her part, she would occasionally cup my balls and give my cock a squeeze, usually in playfully covert manner, trying to get a little jump out of me. Then she could giggle. As we toweled off I couldn’t help but wonder about the change Mindy had seemed to make in less than 24 hours. Before she was reluctant and passive. She was allowing me, like we agreed, to do whatever I wanted to the sexy body of hers. But, now she was taking control. She was bringing the sex to me. I still felt like I was in control, but was I?
“What the hell is going on?” I asked “Yesterday, you are looking for excuses; trying to talk me out of doing you. Today you are little miss nymphomaniac. What gives?”
“Didn’t you like it?” she pouted
“You know damn well I liked it.” a little anger finding it’s way into my voice. “I’m not beating your ass, am I?”
Her pouty smile dimmed into a pensive, lip biting, stare. She looked at her feet.
“I told you. My plan really is to keep you drained.” she said a bit apprehensively
“Uh huh.” I said, not sure I was buying this.” So how much of this is play acting for me, and how much of the sex are you enjoying?”
“None of it” she said very tepidly looking down.
“I seem to recall you begging me to fuck your ass and eat your pussy” I replied angrily. I was rewarded with a blazing blush.
“I’m a 37 year-old-church-going-soccer-mom. I don’t like my butt fucked like a common street whore.” She defended. “And besides you got me so worked up with that damn egg and all the booze, I didn’t know what I saying”
“You sounded awful convincing to me.” I snapped back at her.
“I also thought that is what you wanted to hear” she offered
“Is that right? So you’re a fucking expert on me, now? I said, pissed now.
She said nothing. She just looked down, worried that she had obviously pissed me off. I imagine the riding crop had crossed her mind. It did mine.
“Get dressed so we can go eat. And don’t take so fucking long” I said conceding hunger over anger, temporarily.
She didn’t look up, just turned and went back into the bathroom
I heard the blow dryer and fifteen minutes later she walked out and said
“Do I look…….. OK?”
Maybe she does know me, I thought. I looked her over, head to toe. After the once over I said.
“How does a 37-year-old-church-going-soccer-mom come to pack such slutty clothes for this trip?”
Mindy blushed again.
“The…They’re my daughter’s.” she said, and the continued embarrassingly, “The kids wear stuff like this all the time, and she is shorter, and not as chesty as I am”
I chuckled and shook my head.
Mindy was wearing black, healed sandals that did a great job of accenting her red toenail polish. . She had traded her towel, for a denim mini skirt, whose length would have gotten her daughter expelled from high school. It covered more than yesterday, but you would have needed a measuring tape to confirm it. For a top she had a red checked halter, pulled tight under her chest. The top was straining to keep all of Mindy’s C-cups under control. She had her hair pulled into a ponytail. It was the farmer’s-daughter-gone-bad look. I’ll be damned if I wasn’t feeling my dick try to get hard again.
But, I was definitely more hungry than horny now. I was famished. We walked out and got in the elevator. I reached my hand behind, and under her skirt. My hand rode up the back of her thigh, found her ass, and gave it a squeeze. Feeling no panties, I continued up her well shaped bottom, to her waist, confirming that she had gone commando.
“Good girl.” I complimented
“I might never wear panties again” she huffed airily. I just rolled my eyes.
We left the hotel and we walked the strip looking for some place to eat. I completely enjoyed the walk from the Bellagio down to Planet Hollywood. Mindy had every eye on her. She did not seem comfortable with the whole thing. There was the occasional wolf whistle as we walked past a few of the younger guys. I just smiled and gave them a nod. Mindy did a lot of blushing. It was mostly tame stuff. But, I busted out laughing when one of the canvassers, handing out advertising cards featuring naked women; looked at her, looked at me, pulled his card back and said
“Pinche madre! Puto es caliente!”
Which if my street Spanish is any good, roughly means ‘Motherfucker, that bitch is hot”
I put my hand on her ass, as we walked by. I was rewarded with whistles and catcalls from the Latin canvassers.
We ate lunch, at Planet Hollywood. I made Mindy take a couple of shots to get her loosened up. I was enjoying her embarrassment, but I wanted her senses dulled for what I planned once we got to the hotel.
With lunch over and drinks in hand we wandered the strip, took in an afternoon show, and worked our way back to the hotel. It was late afternoon and I had been working up some sexual frustration most of the last five hours. Mindy’s outfit was doing a number on me. When I dropped back to watch her walk, the sway of her hips as one foot landed in front of the other, made her ass swish one way and then the other. Her heels only accented her tanned legs, making them look longer, tauter, and fuller. The checkered top she wore did nothing to hide the fullness of her breasts, nor the fact that she was braless. Her naturally erect nipples left little doubt of that.
The alcohol had worked on Mindy all afternoon as well. She was bubbly and relaxed. She even winked at a couple of the younger oglers. By the time we made it to the Bellagio’s escalator, I was definitely ready to tap Mindy’s ass again. When she stepped onto the escalator a thought jumped into my head. I descended a couple of steps behind her, lifted her skirt, and bit her on her left cheek. She jumped, let out a small cry of shock, and spun around. Her face held a look of red-faced surprise as she looked around to see who had witnessed my attack.
My love bite was not just a symptom of my lust for Mindy’s full, round ass. Even after the hours had passed today, I was still miffed over her ‘What you want to hear’ comment. I figured she needed an attitude adjustment. I had formulated my plan about what to do, to cure both of our problems, and I was ready to put it into action.
We made it to the elevator, and as the doors closed I told Mindy to put her hand behind her back, as I unburdened her halter. She jumped as the fabric let her globes fall from the bottom of their nest. I kissed her roughly and maul her breasts with equal gusto. The elevator made an express run, and it dinged us onto our floor. I allowed Mindy to drape her halter across her tits as we walked to the room.
Once inside, I stepped to the goody bag, selected my toy, and told her to face away and open her mouth. She hesitated, but did as she was told. In one motion I had the ball in her mouth, and working the straps around. She reacted, startled, and brought her hands up to defend against the unknown oral intruder.
“Arms down!” I commanded.
She complied, but I could see fear rushing into fill her eyes.
“Put your forehead on the credenza” I demanded of her.
She pleaded with her eyes for an explanation; wondering what she had done wrong, and very worried at what I was going to do. She did not step towards the small cabinet.
“Move!” I thundered.
She jumped and was quickly bent over. I took an arm and put the handcuffs on right wrist. She started to stand up. I pushed her hard, back down and secured the other hand, with it’s sister behind her back.
“Stay down” I ordered.
I walked over to the bed, grabbed a pillow, pulled Mindy’s head off the credenza, and put it underneath her.
“Comfy?” I asked with false brightness.
I walked over and picked up the goody bag, and brought it over to where Mindy stood bent at the waist. Her boobs dangling and swaying as she breathed heavily, fighting both tears and panic. I reached into the bag and pulled out riding crop, in her full view. When I lightly tapped her ass, she almost came out of her skin; her tension level was so high. As I set the spanking implement on the bed I added’
“Oooh, jumpy are we?”
Mindy was now starting to lose her battle with the tears and her eyes were very moist. She had been silent to this point, but now I could make out her muffled calls of
“Nuuh! Pluuhhh duhhhh”
I walked back within her view and pulled out two small chains with mean looking alligator clips on one end and hooks on the other.
“Do you know what these are, 37-year-old-church-going-soccer-mom-who-thinks-she-knows –me?” I asked with an edge to my voice.
Mindy said nothing, but looked wide-eyed at them, as I hooked the ends to the goody bag, leaving just enough chain to allow them to reach her nipples, as they hovered above the ground.
“These are nipple clamps. Guess what they are for?”
The tears flowed now and she was saying
“Nuhh! Nuhh! Nuhh!” over and over in between trying to sob and breathe.
“Yes. Yes. Yes.” I said as I reached underneath and began to knead her breasts, and tweak her nipples.”
“I put one of these on each nipple, and their sharp little teeth will dig into your tender nipples and they will only come out when I release them, or you rip them out. The other ends are fastened to the goody bag. It should be heavy enough to help you with that, if you choose”
Mindy was sobbing into her gag, trying to get out the words “No”, “Don’t” and “Please”, but her own panic was choking the words as much as the gag.
“Do you want some good news?” I asked but did not wait for her response “I won’t use them, if you keep your pretty head on that pillow, no matter what.”
She nodded furiously, taking my threat very seriously. I walked behind her, and slowly rubbed the inside of her thigh, working by to her pussy.
“Spread you legs!” I ordered, and she moved immediately. I felt her pussy with the edge of my hand and noted it’s wetness.
“You’re awful wet down here. You eyes say “No. No. No., but your pussy says ‘Whip my ass raw.” I said in sing song kinda way. Mindy started complaining into her gag, begging me not to do what she knew was coming.
I continued to let my hand enjoy itself, fingering Mindy for a moment, feeling the hot moisture of her cunt, and smelling it’s pungent odor. My thumbed worked it’s way to her little brown orifice and pressed the button. I was rewarded with a squirm and a self conscience clench.
“Now. Now.” I began “We’ll have none of that tightening up. I like nice, loose women. All the better to fuck them for.”
I stepped back, took the riding crop off the bed, and in one motion swung it until it collided with Mindy’s half covered ass.
“UHHHHHHHHHH!” I heard her yell through the gag.
The blow had left an angry red mark across her lower ass cheeks. The mark ran lengthwise, tilting slightly downward. Mindy danced and shifted, but did not rise. I lifted her skirt, completely uncovered her bottom, and tucked it under her bound hands.
“Here. Hold this I said” like I was asking her to hold my drink.
Whack! came the second blow, landing near the first. I heard Mindy scream again, and watched as the rod drove her ass in.The second red mark mirrored the first.
“Do you think you know me, Mindy?”
I asked as swat number three met her quivering bottom. A third red stripe was added to Mindy’s reddening ass. Mindy jumped and screamed again, now crying into the gag. She was not even bothering to try to communicate. She had no idea how many of these were coming. All she knew is that she had to survive, so she could collect her money and all of this pain and humiliation would not be wasted.
Whack! Came blow four.
“What was that? I’d didn’t quite make that out? Do you know me, Mindy?”
“Nuhhh! Nuhhh!” she quickly shouted.
Whack! Whack! Whack! sounded three quick swats.
Mindy screamed into her gag and danced furiously trying to will the pain on her ass to go away.
“Pluhhhhh! Tuhhhh” “Nuuhh muhhhh” her gag and tears not allowing for clear understanding.
Whack! The sound came as the next blow met Mindy’s bare, red, quivering bottom.
She screamed; her muffled wail filled with the liquid of tears and the pain of the lash.
Whack! I delivered the next blow and added
“Would you rather have more lashes with my friend here, or play a game with me?
Whack! Whack! Whack! came three more quick blows, not waiting for an answer
“Guhhhhhh!” “Guhhhhhh!” “Nuuhh Muhhhh!”
I undid her ball gag, and let it fall to the floor. Mindy immediately began to beg.
“Please! No More! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry! I don’t know you! Tell me what you want!” Please! No More!” she cried in desperate panic.
“That’s for you to guess, Mindy.” You know me so well.”
“Nooooo! Please! I don’t know you, please!”
“I’m going to ask ‘What do I want, Mindy?’ and if I don’t get the right answer, well I bet you already figured out what will happen”
“No more spanking, please! Mindy pleaded “I’m yours!” Do whatever you want to me”
“What do I want, Mindy?’ I asked matter of factly.
“Please..” she started, but the sharp sting across her ass interrupted her answer. This swat had been less severe, so she only let out a small gasp of pain.
“Fuck my ass!” she said through the pain “I think you want to fuck my ass”
“Good, Mindy. I do want to fuck your sweet, red striped ass” I said as I rubbed Mindy’s butt. She winced at the touch.
I had laid down the riding crop to feel my work. Her ass was already flushed and hot, where the riding crop had welted her ass. The welts were slightly whiter and raised above the red part of her bottom. She squirmed as I rubbed her ass. I moved my hand on top of her skirt, feeling the curve of her back and hip. Then I moved up following the contours of her waist and side, under I encountered her dangling breast. I reached under and cupped it; feeling it’s weight and firmness once again. Mindy’s nipple tickled my palm as I kneaded her melon.
“What do I want, Mindy?”
“You want to fuck my ass.” She said with a bit of confidence.
Slap! My free hand had smartly spanked her left cheek, making a loud retort and startling Mindy into an intake of breathe.
“Please don’t use those things on me!’ she nearly screamed.
Whack! Sounded another slap, as I did not get my answer. Mindy stifled a scream. I continued to massage her full ripe breast, occasionally mashing it into her chest.
“What do I want, Mindy?”
“You want my boobs!” she gritted out through the fire burning her ass.
“Yes, I do” I said as I grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her feet. With her hair firmly clenched in my left hand, I pulled her into me for a long kiss, which she anxiously returned. I could taste the saltiness of her tears. I reached down and squeezed the abused part of her ass with one hand, while I fondled a tit with the other. Mindy jumped, but kissed me harder, trying to kiss away the pain of her ass.
My hard on was crying for it’s own relief.
“Do you want out of those cuffs?” I asked
“Yes! Please, they hurt”
“What do I get?” I queried
“I’ll use them and my mouth to get you rock-ready to fuck my tight little ass.” She offered, rather quickly, I thought.
Mindy was finding herself again. I checked her pussy, which she gave me immediate access to, and it was dripping.
“Do church-going-soccer-moms like it up the ass?” I smirked at her as I fingered her cunt
“N..No.” she started, but a lift of my hand in her pussy changed her mid-sentence
“This one does! Please do me in the butt!”
Another, gentler upward thurst
“My ass! Fuck my tight little ass! Fuck it deep and hard!” she said quickly.
I took my hand out of her cunt, and brought it up to her mouth, and she reluctantly opened it to accept my fingers. She licked and sucked them clean as I squeezed her tit with my free hand. Then I used her nipple as a pull and brought her over to the bed.
“Ow! Ow! Ow! She whined, but did not beg me to stop, as she plodded behind me. I gathered the hand cuff key, but I was enjoying the sight of Mindy’s tits protruding out, so I sat on the bed to enjoy them a little more. I pulled her into me and inhaled one nipple, feelling it’s hardness on my tongue. My other hand went up and grabbed a handful of the other mammary and kneaded it like a worry ball. I alternated between squeezing the melon and rolling her nipple between my fingers, feeling it constrict and go hard. Knowing how it would feel in my mouth, I sucked hard on it, now tasting the little gumdrop, while mauling her other breast.
Mindy had claimed to have sensitive nipples. Before I felt her get wet, just from my breast manipulations. This must be true as she was moaning under her breath, which was growing unsteady.
I dropped both hand to find Mindy’s full, warm bottom, and kneaded it, as I pulled her tight into me. I heard her take in a puff of air, as her breast mashed into my face. I continued to suckle on her ripe nipple, and my hand came back up to find her free breast.
This pushed me past wanting to fuck Mindy, to needing to fuck Mindy.
I pushed her back, spun her around, and unlocked the cuffs and tossed them aside. Mindy rubbed her wrists, and was about to kneel, when I stopped her long enough to free her of her skirt, so she could be naked in front of me.
She worked up a reluctant smile and got on her knees, and went to work taking down my pants. I threw off my shirt and stood to allow for my pants and underwear to be pulled down. Mindy was immediately sucking my dick, forgoing any slow warm up. She gobbled it down immediately, hitting the back of her throat, and then beginning a quick up and down rhythm. Her warm, moist mouth sent shivers down my spine, and her tongue slid on the underside of my cock each time she slid me out. I only let her go unassisted for a few stokes, before my hand grasped a handful of her hair, and I took over the pace and depth of her stroke. I was hitting the back of her throat each time, I went in, and pushing a little harder with my hips each time I felt myself stop.
Mindy was fondling my balls and doing her best to match my rhythm and attempting to take my full measure. She succeeded and I felt myself go another two inches into her mouth, stopping this time when her nose was buried in my hair. I held her there for a long second, while I thrust and tried to find another inch of her throat. I then pulled her out for a long tongue slide, and then a slow return down and back in. When I reached the bottom, Mindy made a swallowing motion, having her mouth and throat massage my cock. This was almost too much, so I pulled back out, and began a slow pumping motion while Mindy maintained a steady suck. The stroke in was wonderful, but out stoke with the combined suction and Mindy’s warm tongue, was nearly more than I could take. I really wanted her tight little ass, so I pulled completely out.
“Not so fast, Mindy. What do I want?”
“You want to fuck me in the ass.” she replied with emphasis on the work ‘fuck’
“Then get on the bed, and get that ass up in the air”
I decided to first take in the sight. Mindy was on the bed, on her knees with her ass up in the air, and her head resting on the mattress. Displayed for my pleasure was Mindy’s shaved pussy, forced partially open by the spread of her legs. Her cunt glistened with the juices of the arousal.
As I gazed at her from the side, I grabbed an Astroglide infused syringe from the goody bag. Her breasts rested gently on the mattress effectively hiding her nipples. But their milky hue betrayed that Mindy did not tan, naked. The tan lines added a degree of sexuality to the situation, suggesting both nudity and modesty at the same time.
“Do I want to fuck you ass with just the lubrication your mouth has provided?” I asked in a teasing voice.
“No! Please! Don’t. Not dry! I can’t take anymore! Please” she begged.
I got behind her and put my thumb on her little brown hole, and gave it a small push. Mindy jumped, thinking it was my cock.
Slap! I popped the side of her ass with my hand. “Relax!” I commanded. She did and I pushed a little harder, but I was not planning a back door assault just yet. Mindy’s wet pussy had been calling me, just begging to be filled. So I lined up with her cunt, while still massaging her starfish with my thumb. Then I said with emphasis.
“Here it comes!" and I rammed my cock into her pussy, burying it balls deep. Mindy let out a startled scream, thinking I had just split her apart.
“Did you like that, Mindy?”
“No.” she said with a touch of anger. “That was mean!”
“Ohhhhh. Should we try again, a little higher? I teased
“No! I like this! Please keep fucking me! she replied quickly and excitedly.
“Well, I don’t know. This isn’t nearly as tight as your sweet ass.”
She immediately squeezed her vaginal muscles, making her warm, silky cunt squeeze my cock. I moved with slow strokes, feeling Mindy’s pussy trying to stop me on the way down in, and milk me on the way out. I used Mindy’s hips for support and leverage, and began to pump her a little harder. She began to grunt and moan with each thrust in. As she moaned, it increased my arousal, and I thrust harder. As I thrust harder Mindy would moan a little louder and longer, creating a circle that was going to cause me to explode. I slowed down.
“Do you like me fucking you, Mindy” I asked.
“Uh, huh” she moaned. I was enjoying it too, but it was time for her ass.
“Beg me to fuck your ass, Mindy. Convince me you want it” I told her.
“Ohhhh” she moaned “Put it in my ass! Please fuck me in my ass! I want to cum while you are fucking my ass! Please!
That was a good start, I thought. I used my own mouth to lube the syringe and worked it into Mindy’s brown hole. She relaxed noticeably when she realized she wouldn’t be ass fucked dry. I pulled my cock out, lined it up, and pushed in slowly, getting just my head to pop in. Mindy breathed in hard as her asshole was stretched to allow my access.
“Tell me you want it deeper.”
“Deeper” she said while breathing hard.
I pushed in another inch, with a short, hard thrust. Mindy grunted. There was no moan.
“Well?!” I asked
“Deeper! Go deeper!” she said through gritted teeth.
Another thrust. Another inch. Another grunt. I waited half a beat for her to respond and then I slapped the side of her ass. Mindy jumped, gasped and pushed my cock out part way.
“Deeper! Please put it in deeper! She said quickly and getting the message.
Tiring of this, I got a firm grip on her hips and buried my self deep into Mindy’s bowels.
“Owwwwwwww! She cried out. “It hurts! Please take it out!
“Tell me to fuck your ass hard” I said softly
“Ow! Ow! Fuck me hard!” she breathed out quickly through the pain
I pulled back and then thrust slowly back in, wanting to relax her a bit, so I could really enjoy this. Her ass was so tight. It was just shy of painful the way it squeezed me. The feeling of forcing Mindy’s anal cavity to accept me, against her will, the knowing that I could pound her ass all night was intoxicating, and I picked up the pace.
“Rub yourself!” I commanded “Talk to me!”
‘Fuck me! Do my tight ass!’ she said with a small degree of lust.
Mindy had reached underneath herself and was rubbing her clit furiously, attempting to rub away the pain of her ass being stretched around the cock impaling her ass. It did loosen her up a bit and I thrust harder and faster.
“Oh! Yes! Like that! Fuck my ass!” she moaned out.
Her apparent arousal heightened my own, and I banged harder, feeling my balls slap against her pussy and I found the bottom of Mindy’s ass. It was getting close and another idea came to me. I slowed just a bit, so I could enjoy the milking her ass was giving my cock and listen to Mindy as she begged for more of what I was giving her.
Without warning I pulled out, got off the bed to get my cock at Mindy’s mouth level and thrust my cock towards her mouth.
“Finish it!” I commanded.
She hesitated for just a second, realizing there was worse things than tasting the brownish slime of her own ass. I was going to cum in mere seconds, as Mindy began to bob on my sex wand.
“Don’t swallow” I ordered and then I came while my cock head was just inside. One. Two. Three. went the spurts and then I milked the residual spunk into her mouth with my own hand.
Mindy has a look of surprise on her face. I pulled out.
“Show me my work” I said.
She opened her mouth into a small o, and using her cheeks and tongue puffed the white goo to the front of her mouth, letting some of it drizzle out.
“Now swallow” I ordered
She did as she was told and made a face of pure disgust and started to cry out of both shame and relief.
“So, do you know what I want, Mindy” I asked with measure of brightness to my voice.
“Nu…Nu…..No” she said sobbing.
“I want dinner. Go pull your self together, and let’s go get another steak.”
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