"Oh, God. God!" Linda cried hopelessly.
Animal grunts came from Dan, his body thrashed savagely, driving brutally into the cunt.
Raw sexual pleasure raked his crotch with each blow. He pulled up more, forcing the blonde to arch to him, making the chains more taut over her shoulders and under her twat. He growled, heaved, sweating, as he humped. Each stroke gave him heavy pleasure and sent rays of torment through the blonde.
Janet lay back, bridged on her arms and legs, offering her cunt to the man. She lay low, butt on Linda's face as he plunged his tongue into her, fucking with the tongue as he screwed the cunt.
Dan fucked like a creature of pure lust and muscles. His cock ached, his balls howled from the pressure. His body clenched, every muscle coiled, his hips hammering down.
A storm built between his legs. Animal passion had control of him now. He could not stop, not slow down for a second. Every nerve spasmed with lust; each inch of his cock turned to white-hot steel. His balls were twin spheres of total pleasure.
The orgasm caught him, dragged him into ecstasy and hurled him into the whirlwind. Naked stabs of blunt passion stabbed from his crotch. Cum ripped from his rocks scorched into the pussy. Dan ducked his head close to Linda and rutted into a savage orgasm, flail, rich steams of ecstasy drowning him. Jism hosed into the cunt, gushed like boiling cream from his cock.
A primitive roar split the air and he leaped from the woman. "There! YES!!" He shouted in triumph. His body gleamed with sweat, his dick glowing from sex-juice and grease.
"Ohhhhh. God." Lust raged through her. Janet lunged at the man, dragging him to the ground. "Fuck me. God. I want it. Hard." She rolled, legs grappling at his hips.
"Yes." Dan lunged, forcing her legs apart with his arms. He jammed his dick into the cunt and started to fuck, the same heavy drives that left Linda limp on the bench.
"FUCK ME… GOD. HARD. I NEED IT!" Janet shrieked, her legs crushing the man, forcing all of his plunging meat to ream her cunt. His sweaty body slid on her flesh; her body began to sweat and she arched, straining to take all of him, wanting hit entire body in her pussy.
"FUCK ME!!!" The words echoed through the room.
Dan rolled her over, jabbing up into the snatch. "Yes." Janet rode him like a bucking horse, rising above him, tits shimmery with sweat. Her hands dug into his hips and she held on as he heaved, lifting her clear off the floor, his dick still hard.
Janet's naked flesh shuddered with lust. Her body shook as he hammered in, his muscles straining to keep up the wild pace of their sex-session. The tight match kept him stiff. He hinged with his dick, ripping into the woman. His hands crushed her tits.
Passion devoured her. She ground her cunt to his crotch. Desire raged through her. The digging cock inflamed her and she slammed down onto the spike.
Dan's hands held her hips fingers digging in. He lunged full force, every bit of his strength behind the drives. He loved the brutal sex, loved the way she took his most muscular slams.
"Fuck me. Ohhhh. Fuck me. Make me come." She clawed his chest and belly, leaving dear scratches on the dark tan. "FUCK MY CUNT!"
"GOD! DAMN!" Dan felt lust return to his nuts. He jabbed faster and full stiffness returned to his prick.
"Shit!" Janet bounced on his thrashing rod. "Make me come!" she growled.
Sweat dripped from Dan's balls. He thrust a finger to the woman's cunt and pushed down hard.
"Harder. More. More! More cock! Cock!!" Her fists pounded at his arms and shoulders. "Make me come!!"
"Bitch!" Dan's fist flashed. He hit her high on the belly and she fell away, gasping for air, hunched to a lump on her side.
"You son of a bitch." Janet held her stomach as she turned, rising to her knees. "I'll get you, asshole." Her hand found the whip on the floor and she lashed at the man, slashing across his thighs before he could leap away.
"All right!" Dan crouched, one hand covering his dick. He watched as Janet got to her feet and they began to circle each other like wary wrestlers.
CHAPTER EIGHT
Janet lifted the whip, looking for an opening. Lust drove her and she lashed, leaving welts on Dan's anus. Another blow and she stained his back with blood-specks as he tried to whirl away. She missed with a blow to his ass.
Dan moved carefully, keeping a good distance between them. His skin burned where the leather whip hit.
This was the part of their sessions they both loved most. Now they could go at each other all out, no holds barred, their savage sex forcing them.
Dan loved the challenge to his strength, to his virility. It was always a hard battle, but he subdued her every time, conquered her with his cock.
Janet knew that someday she would win, someday she would rise above Dan, defeating him with his own weapon – him. She lunged, leaped and brought the whip down across his chest. Blood bunt to the surface, a crimson trail down toward his belly.
"Bitch!" Dan leaped. A fresh strike raked him from belly to crotch but he kept on toward the woman. He grabbed her arm before she could whip him again and twisted the wooden handle from her gasp.
Holding her by both arms, he smeared her tits to his chest until they were streaked with a film of red.
"Yes, yes." Her tongue waned between her lips. "Fuck me. Fuck my cunt." She writhed against him, desperate for the steel of his hard tool in her snatch.
Dan bent her back, forcing her toward the floor. He put a knee between her thighs and mounted her as his arms lowered her torso to the carpet. His head swiveled down to kiss a tit and he began to fuck, long, slow moves, sliding his prick between the lovely walls of her pussy. He moved as slowly as he could.
The lingering drives raised billows of shimmering lust in her crotch. "Yes. Yes. Yes." She rose on crests of happiness, the pleasure turning to rich heat as the man kept up his steady stroking. Her clit became a point of white light, glinting like flint as he kept up his marvelous moves. She could not resist the total pleasure.
"Yes! Dan. Oh. Yes!! I want your cock." She quivered, almost ready to come. Her hands caressed his body, feeling the muscles flex as he moved so splendidly inside her, his control perfect, the same steady tempo bringing her to the lip of a blinding climax.
"YES!" She hung there, ready to explode.
Dan pulled from her snatch and sat back on his heels. "Now now," he said softly and stood up.
"Ohhhhh." Lust became sudden rage. Janet sprang to her feet, fists ready. "Son of a bitch. You… you… OH!" She threw a punch wildly at his head.
Dan ducked aside easily and sent her sprawling with a quick chop to the side. His eyes did not leave her for a second. When she reached for the whip he kicked it out of sight.
"What the hell are you doing?" Bob asked.
"This is just for us," Janet said. "Keep out of it." Her eyes were locked to Dan. He had fooled her for a moment but it wouldn't happen again. This was the night she would win. She felt that as truth in every part of her.
"Why don't you fuck me? If you were a man you'd fuck me. Are you a man? A real man?" She took a step closer.
"You know it." He stood still.
"Then fuck me. Prove it. Show me. Prove you're a man. Prove it – if you can!"
"I can," Dan said calmly. He waited for her to come to him, smiling slightly, ready to pounce.
"I dare you." Janet stood still, arms slightly raised from her sides.
"Give me your cunt." Dan took one step toward her, stroking his dick slowly.
"Take it." She hunched, ready to fight.
"Okay," he said slowly, "if that's the way you want it." Dan's arm circled high, fingers spread. He crouched, then made a sudden dive for her, arm sweeping low, toward her legs.