I was not feeling very friendly when He sent me a text asking if I was 'free'. "Hmph" I muttered to myself, "I don't fucking hear from you in weeks, you ignore my texts and don't respond to my e-mails". Asshole. I ignored him for a while, still not sure I even wanted to see him. Another text,,,"Are You Free?" half an hour later yet another...."Hello?" "Damn Him" I thought as I sent a reluctant "Yes?" back. "Are you free?" He texted. "Fuck no I'm not FREE dickhead" I thought to myself, I responded with a brief "Yes". I hated the fact that my body was already reacting to the thought of the fucking I would get later, IF I let him come over. "Is it worth it?" I asked myself. I had decided, again, that I was done with him, for ever this time. Just like the half dozen other times I had deleted him out of my contact list on my phone and in my email address book. George is a lying, cheating, indifferent son of a bitch,,,,a tall, handsome, muscular, athletic, gorgeous fuck machine son of a bitch. I hated him but I craved him also. I took pride in the fact that I had not allowed myself to become just one of a dozen women that had fallen for the charm and sweet talk he is known for. I was strong dammit, I would not let myself become emotional over a man who could seduce a nun if he put his mind to it but who would then walk away and not give her a second thought once he had satiated himself with her body. My mind and heart were on lock down regarding him but my body was another matter entirely. Thinking about that hard, tanned, muscular body...that long, thick, gorgeous cock, that mouth, those hands and that deep, sexy voice always made me wet. No matter how angry I was with him or how frustrated or offended I was, I still craved him. Fuck I hated those damn treacherous hormones.
"Fine" I messaged, "Come over".
"Be there in 20" He replied.
I was shaking my head at my own weakness as I got water out of the fridge and nuts out of the cupboard. He needs refueling after his sessions lol
I sent him a last messsage telling him the door would be open and to let himself in, I would be in the bedroom. Then I had a quick shower and turned off the lights, lit some candles and grabbed my favourite toy. I was already wet and decided to start without him. I lay on my bed, spread my legs wide and gently ran my vibe up and down my slit, teasing myself with it. I had just made myself cum and was idly stroking when I heard a gasp and then "Oh God"......I had not heard him come in. He had walked in on me playing with myself and seemed to like it.....cool. ;)
It only took George a moment to shed his clothes but I was already impatient and up on my hands and knees on the bed. He walked closer to the edge of the bed and stood there for a minute, stroking his cock while looking down at me. I crawled forward and opened my mouth. He held his cock down while I licked the head rolling it around my lips then ran my tongue up and down his rock hard shaft, sucking and nibbling gently before opening my mouth wide and sliding his entire length deep into my throat. I love sucking cock and I especially love sucking Georges' cock, it is long and thick with a perfectly shaped head. Smooth large balls that felt amazing in my hands and the occasional drop of pre-cum was a delicious treat. I could suck that beautiful shaft for hours but George was hungry and pushed me back on the bed and told me to roll over. I did as he asked, spreading my legs wide and running my fingers between my lips. He dove into me like he was devouring an especially delicious treat, licking and sucking my pussy lips, biting gently and pulling on my clit with his lips. His hands came down under my ass pulling me up off the bed so that he could bury his face between my thighs, running his tongue down my cleft to my asshole, licking and probing and growling softly. Suddenly he pulled me to the edge of the bed and stood up pulling my ankles up over his shoulders, he positioned himself between my thighs and drove his cock into me hard, fast and balls deep. He held still for a moment, his face showing his pleasure in my scream of pain. "Oh FUCK" I gasped, I felt as if I had just been impaled. No matter how many times George fucks me I am always amazed at how thick he is and how full I am when he is buried inside me. He began thrusting, hard, fast and without mercy. I could only hold onto to the comforter for dear life as I felt my pussy being pummelled into a wet, creamy pudding. I felt my first orgasm building and he must have sensed it because he grabbed my thighs hard and pounded me once, twice then three times....he stopped for only a minute as i screamed and gushed all over his cock and down the side of the bed.
I had only a second to recover and mutter a curse about wetting my bed,,,again,,,, before he pulled out and flipped me over onto my hands and knees. He looked at me face down, ass up high and thighs spread wide then dropped to his knees and buried his face between my cheeks. He licked up and down my slit and crack, sucking every last drop of my cum into his mouth, his tongue digging deep inside both my holes, his hands grasping my ass cheeks and I could hear him groaning how much he loved the way I tasted. After licking every drop he stood up, pushed my upper body down and rammed that rock hard cock into me in one fierce motion. "Holy FUCK" I screamed while at the same time I heard him snarl "God I love that ass" as he hammered into me again and again. I was gasping for breath and clutching at the comforter as he rode me, grunting and moaning louder and louder till he slammed me hard. I shouted in pain and pleasure and came hard. The spasms were still shaking my body as he pulled out and flipped me over again. I slid down to the floor and swallowed his cock whole, licking my juices off his shaft and choking as his big, round head slid down the back of my throat. I pulled back to catch my breath but George had other ideas, he slid his hands into my hair and pulled me tight against his body, fucking my mouth hard, making me gag and choke. Just as my head began to swim from lack of air he pulled out muttering "Don't make me cum yet baby". He helped me stand up then gently pushed me out of the bedroom and down the hallway.
My knees were already weak as he took me into the living room and sat on the couch. He turned me around so I was facing away from him, I straddled his thighs and lowered myself down onto his jutting tool, gasping yet again as he filled me to capacity. I leaned forward giving him a perfect view of my ass and his cock sliding into my pussy, I balanced myself with my hands grasping his thighs and rode him for all i was worth, grinding and rocking, lifting up to squeeze his head then sliding down to bury him again. After he had caught his breath he leaned forward and stood up with me still impaled on his thick shaft. I spread my legs wide and leaned on the edge of the coffee table as he grasped my hips and fucked himself with my pussy, pulling me back against him then pushing me away. One more time I screamed and came, gushing all over the floor. "Holy fuck that hurts" I gasped. "Don't be such a fucking pussy" he muttered, pounding me even harder. "Fucking asshole, you love hurting me don't you?" I cried. "Fucking right" he said and slammed his cock deep into me one more time. "Son of a Bitch" I shouted before standing upright and spinning around to glare at him.George did not bat an eye at my anger, simply grabbed me and kissed me so hard my lips felt bruised. "You fucking love it don't you" he said quietly before leading me back down the hall and into the bedroom. I barely had time to catch my breath before I was on my knees again, licking and sucking his twitching cock as he pulled my hair and whispered obscenities to me. "Admit it, you fucking love it", "Who fucks you like I do?" "Hmmm?" "Quit your complaining and take it bitch" "Ohh God I love that tongue", and on and on as I slobbered and drooled all over his shaft and balls.
Just when I thought my lips could not take anymore He dragged me up to my feet and wrapped his hands in my hair, bruising my mouth with another kiss. He bit my cheek then my neck, leaving teeth marks everywhere then back to my mouth again before pushing me back onto the bed. George grabbed my ankles and pulled them up to his shoulders dragging me to the edge of the bed then drove his iron cock into my aching, swollen pussy. "Mother Fucker" I screamed as he plowed my tender insides till I came again, gushing all over him, again. "My bed is fucking soaked asshole" I snarled at him in between thrusts. "Too bad" he taunted as he pounded me to another wet orgasm. I saw him glance over to my bookshelf then choose one of the many toys I keep there. He held one of my large dildo's in his hand....."Ohhh God No" I moaned as he licked it a few times to get it wet. He slid the dildo into me then somehow managed to squeeze his cock in also, I could feel my tender flesh stretching to the absolute limit and I was certain I was going to tear. He somehow managed to use his abdomen to hold the dildo in place while he fucked me, this time it really did hurt. Strangely though I did not try to stop him, in spite of the pain of having two thick cocks inside me I was still building to another orgasm.....I was shrieking when I came, partly from pleasure but also partly from the agony of having my pussy stretched wide open. The pain only receded a little before George pulled the dildo out of my pussy and slid it into my ass.....I was biting the comforter as he introduced me to my first DP,,,,,the dildo in my ass and his thick cock in my aching cunt. He punished both my holes for quite some time, making me cry out again and again before finally pulling the dildo out and tossing it back on the bookshelf. Then he pulled out and stood back, he helped me stand up before laying down on the bed and pulling me down on top of him. I was still grumbling about the messy, wet comforter and my raw, aching orifices as I straddled his hips. I played with his cock for a few minutes, stroking and scratching his balls before sliding down to once again take him in my mouth. "Ohhh baby" he groaned "What are you doing to me" I licked up and down his shaft, flicking my tongue against his head and grazing my teeth against the ridge before dropping down on his entire length. I held him in my mouth, sucking and licking, sliding my soft, wet lips up and down till he was aching to cum. I wanted to taste him, swallow him but he pulled me up along his body and rolled me over so i was pinned beneath him. He kneed my thighs open and kissed me as he slid into me almost gently. I arched my back and wrapped my legs around his hips, moving with him, grinding against him, my breath coming in short, desperate pants. He rocked in and out of my body kissing me gently for a good long time before I felt his body tense and he groaned out loud. I felt his cock thicken even more before he shot load after hot creamy load inside my aching pussy. When the last drop was spent he collapsed onto his side, breathing hard. I lay on my back, exhausted, sore, bruised, raw and aching from head to toe. I think we dozed for a while before he got up to drink an entire bottle of water and throw a few nuts into his mouth. I watched him standing there, hard muscular body still shining with sweat, cock flaccid but still impressive and was thinking to myself that even though my body had been battered and bruised for roughly two hours,,,,,I still wanted more. George began picking up the scattered items of clothing then turned to me and asked "So, did you cum?"
