Quickies

“Well, it doesn’t turn me on.” She pouted-she was incredibly beautiful and sexy when she pouted, and he almost gave up-but his fingertip was almost inside, her asshole contracting, as if it were trying to push him out, and that made his cock swell to monstrous proportions. It made him want to come. God, if he could just slide the tip of his cock inside of her… just the tip…

“Just give it a chance,” he begged. He knew he was begging. He didn’t care. Her pussy squeezed him every time she tried to press his finger out of her ass, and the sensation was incredible.

“No!” Her tone changed and he winced. “It hurts!”

He sighed, slowly withdrawing his finger and muttered, “It can’t hurt that much.”

“Goddamnit, Rob!” Her eyes flashed, and she turned on him in an instant, pushing him down onto the bed, spread-eagle. Shocked, he watched her shove his thighs open with her palms, her finger probing-Christ, what in the hell was she doing!?-between his ass cheeks. “You want to know what it feels like? Huh?”

“Kel-” Any words disappeared when she plunged a finger into his ass-no warning, no buildup, just a straight shot in. He gasped, eyes wide, his cock spasming at the sensation. It was foreign-wrong…all kinds of wrong. He wanted her to stop, but she wasn’t hearing him.

“‘Please Kel,’” she mimicked him, her finger working faster. She pressed another one in, making him wince and then moan. “‘Let me put my finger in your ass. Let me put my cock in your ass. Let me fuck your ass. What’s wrong with my pussy, huh?’”

“Nothing… I… oh fuck, Kelly!”

She was breathing hard with the effort, her fingers working in and out of his asshole. “How do you like it, then? How does that feel?” Rob groaned, feeling something welling up inside of him as she massaged him deep, her fierce fingers plunging hard, his cock so stiff and swollen he thought he might burst. He grabbed it to keep that very thing from happening, but he couldn’t stop it. He was going to come.

“Huh?” Kelly growled. “How do you like it, Mister?”

“Ahhhh fuck, I love it!” he cried, his cock exploding in his fist, the first hot spurt of his cum hitting her surprised cheek, the next landing on his balls and sliding wetly down toward her pumping fingers. He shuddered uncontrollably, the pressure of her fingers buried in his ass forcing more cum than he thought humanly possible from the tip of his cock, across his belly, over his thighs.

Kelly stopped, her face frozen in shock. Then she laughed. “Well goddamnit…”

He groaned when she moved her fingers, sliding them slowly out. “God, that was so fucking good. Oh hell.” He took a shaky breath, looking down at her bewildered face.

“Want to do that again?”

“So much for teaching you a lesson,” she snorted, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I guess.” He chuckled. “But apparently you can teach old dogs new tricks…”

Way of Life

“You’ve been a bad girl.”

My heart sank when he shut the bedroom door and locked it behind him. I couldn’t remember anything I’d done, but I was wont to run amuck, as he often said, and I did forget. Too spontaneous. Impulsive. That was me, and I couldn’t seem to help myself.

“I’m sorry,” I said immediately, even if I couldn’t remember what I’d done. It was always the best way to start. “I won’t do it again.”

“Down.”

That was all he had to say, and I was on my knees, hands resting on my thighs, shoulders back but eyes down. He had taught me this. He had taught me everything.

The leash snapped onto my collar with a deafening click, one that my body instantly reacted to. My nipples hardened, my pussy throbbed. I was going to be punished, and although I knew I wasn’t supposed to like it, I couldn’t help the way I responded to him and the things he did to me. I tried, but I couldn’t help myself.

“You like my new toy, don’t you?”

Oh crap. Now I knew. He’d bought a large sex toy, one that had a saddle he made me get up on, with attachments that did all sorts of things when they slid inside of me. We’d used it once, and it had felt so good, that I couldn’t help trying it out myself. I thought I’d been careful. How had he known?

“I can smell your cunt.” He yanked the leash, lifting my face to his as he leaned in toward me, his breath hot. “Even when you wash it off, baby, I can smell you.”

I groaned softly as he pulled me along, and I crawled after him toward the machine, still sitting on the floor. I noticed he’d put a different attachment on it-

something fit for double penetration. I winced, but didn’t object when he lubed up the dildos and told me to climb on.

They were cold at first, and it was hard to maneuver just the right position to get them both to slide in, but I managed. There was a foot pedal controller, and he used it now, starting the motor purring, and I began to purr right along with it. The dildo in my pussy whirred softly, vibrating and turning at the same time. The one in my ass just vibrated, deep, making me moan.

“Suck.”