"FUCK!" He slammed in the last drives. The raw climax left him gasping for air. He hauled his dick from the ass.
"There!" He stood, letting her lie on the floor for a moment. "You still want it up your cunt?"
"Yes," she moaned. "Oh, God. Get me off. Please. Please! Dan. Oh, I want it. So bad. Please." She rolled, spreading her knees, inviting him to her snatch. "Please!"
Dan knelt, dick just starling to wilt. He spread the pussy with his fingers and crouched between the legs, shoving them farther apart with his sides as he placed his tool to the box and slipped it in. He lay out, crushing his crotch to her clit, twisting down to get every bit of his meat inside.
"Oohhhhhh!" Janet climaxed with the second thrust. His cock brought her to a shimmering plane of pure ecstasy and held her there, moving steadily as she came and came, ribbons of shining joy laced through her flesh. The pure delight swept her away, drowned her with happiness and she just lay there and let it happen, let his cock do the wonderful work until she was drained of passion and went limp as he slowed and removed his organ from her snatch.
"God damn good." Dan lay on his side near her. "It sure as hell was." She looked at him, admiring his sexual skill. "You are just great."
"So are you!" He touched a breast. "It keeps getting better for us."
"Because we make it better. We go all out. All the time. Every time. That's what makes it so great."
"Right. No holding back." He kissed her tit, then her mouth before he got up.
"How about I get you out of that gear and we have a beer and maybe something to eat?" Dan came back with the key to the handcuffs.
"That's a nice idea. Fucking stare makes me thirsty." She rubbed at her wrists and ankles where the cuff had cut in.
"Me, too." Dan walked toward the kitchen.
Janet got slowly to her feet. She ached and there was a burning in her ass. But she never mentioned it. That was one of the rules. Just do it. If you don't like it, you can always move out.
And she liked it. Liked the raw savagery that they had with each other – and with other partners, too. It was the best way for her to get off – just about the only way she could get off. Hard sex. Brutal. Anything goes. Anything!
Janet went into the kitchen and helped with getting the food ready. She knew that another session would keep them busy later and was already starting to look forward to it. She was looking forward to tomorrow night, too – dinner with Linda and that great-looking sexy man, Bob.
Dinner and then who knew what else afterward.
CHAPTER FIVE
Bob leaned back in his chair and gave a very contented sigh. "Janet, that was a great meal. Really delicious."
"Well, it was simple. Just steak and baked potato. Nothing to it."
"But it was all so good," Linda said. "I'd really like the recipe for the salad dressing."
"Oh, sure." Janet smiled, pleased that her guests had enjoyed the meal.
"How about another drink, Bob?" Dan asked. "Helps the digestion."
"Well… if you're having one."
"Just be a minute." He left the table.
"It's so lovely out here," Linda said, looking into the forest. It was dark now, only the candles on the table and the lights inside for illumination.
"Yes. It really is. We like it here – close to nature." Janet looked at Bob, smiling softly. "I love natural things."
"Oh, so do I." Linda stood and went to the railing around the deck where they had spent most of the evening. After nine changes she had decided to wear her new capris and a simple blouse – the first outfit she had started out with. "So peaceful… tranquil… no problems anywhere." She closed her eyes and breathed in the evening. "Perfect."
"Here we go." Dan came back with their drinks on a tray.
"Thanks." Bob sipped slowly.
Janet looked at Bob over the rim of her glass, her pink tongue making a slow tour around the wet tumbler. She smiled first with her eyes, then with her mouth. Her shoulders were bare, the front of her blouse riding low on her boobs.
Bob glanced at Linda. Far enough away so he could return the smile safely – a little harmless flirtation.
"It's getting kind of cool out here," Dan said. "Why don't we go inside? Get warmed up a little."
"Okay." Bob stood up, carrying his drink. He stepped over beside his wife and ran his arm around her waist. "You going to come in with us, honey?"
"Yes," she said quietly, drawing her husband closer. "It's beautiful out here. So quiet."
"Yes. It's almost as beautiful as you are." He turned her slightly and gave her a small kiss.
"You are so nice." She gave him a deeper kiss, hands on his hips.
"Take it easy. I don't think they'd like it if I threw you down and mounted you right out here."
"I don't know. From the way Janet's been looking at you all evening, I don't think she'd mind a bit. Not if she got in on the action."
"You're just jealous. For nothing." He kissed her again. "We'd better get inside."
"I guess so." She took her drink from the table and went into the A-frame.
The walls were unfinished, just stained beams and bare boards to support the shingles. A fire burned in the round fireplace across from the door.
"Your place is so nice, Janet." Linda looked around at the big room again. The back third was cut off low, a sleeping loft above. "I hope we can have a cabin up in the mountains someday."
"We like it," Dan said. "Why don't you sit over here, Bob?" He motioned to a low bench spread with flat cushions. "It's the closest we have to a couch. A lot of the time we just sit on the floor. Casual and comfortable that way." He stood at one end of the bench.
"Yeah. I know what you mean." Bob sat toward one end of the bench.
"Janet, can I give you a hand with the dishes?" Linda asked, admiring the hanging plants.
"No. No way. I'll just plunk them in the sink and leave them. There's not room for more than one out here anyway. But thanks for offering."
"Okay." Linda sat beside her husband. "How are your drinks?" Dan asked. "Oh. Just fine." Bob took another sip. He still had more than half a glass full. Linda's was barely touched.
"Do you folks ever smoke pot?" Dan asked as he sat on a plump pillow across from them.
"Well, uh… I don't," Bob said. "But you folks can go ahead if you want to."
"Sure. It won't bother me." Linda took a deeper swallow of her drink.
"No. I don't care for it much myself. Makes me too… I don't know, not tired, exactly, but sort of… washed out."
"That's sort of the way I feel," Bob said. He swallowed more of his drink.
Janet drew her blouse low on her tits, almost letting the nipples show before she went into the living room, smiling at Bob as she crossed the room. She plunked herself on a cushion beside Dan and took a sip of his drink.
"Real nice dinner, honey." Dan kissed her. "Thank you." She licked his lips. "Yes," Linda echoed. "Wonderful food."
"It was my pleasure. I like having people over." She sipped at Dan's drink again.
"Let me get you one of your own." He stood up, taking his glass as he walked behind the bench. "You ready?" He looked across Bob to her.
"Yes. I'm ready," she said slowly, moving into a low crouch, feet firmly planted on the carpet.
Dan set down his drink. Crouching, he stayed right behind Bob, arms spread. His hands dipped and took hold of two lengths of chain coiled on the floor behind the bench.
"Now!" Dan lunged, arms grabbing at Bob. He snapped the cuff of one chain to the man before the guy had a chance to react.
"What the hell?" Bob whirled, trying to rise.
"Sit down!" Dan shoved the man back and grabbed for the free arm. He forced the metal cuff around the wrist and held the arm tightly.