“Yeeeeeee. Yeeeeeee.”
Her shrieks rang from the walls. It got worse. Grunting in pleasure, he slowly, surely forced the huge cock up her slick intestine, unsealing her asshole from sphincter into her deep interior.
“Uuuuuuu,” she sighed.
He seemed not to mind her violent objections. She shook all over, but she finally got control of herself, despite the stinging pain and took a deep breath, felt the full rush of her adrenaline gathered all her muscular strength, and made one last incredible jerk to free herself.
It worked. She uncocked him from her anus and flew out of his arms. He had not expected this fierce resistance. Her butt flaming from the double violation of finger and cock, she fled back to her bedroom, slammed the door, locked it and sank against it, weeping full bore at the shattering experience.
Gunnar stood in the living room, astonished. She really hated anal contact, he believed that now. But, by God, that did inflame him— his hot desire to fuck her butt. He had to ass fuck her. This project wouldn’t work unless he had absolute domination over the good-looking blonde. He was going to do it if he had to lash her to her bed and gag her. Maybe more than once. The sex feeling on his shaft had been fantastic while it was locked up her butt, the tight, hot walls sealing on his prick and her helpless quivering!
He relaxed. He was going to make her butt— yet perhaps this wasn’t exactly the right moment.
Leaf eyed him apprehensively when he entered her bedroom. She’d heard Crystal’s screams from the living room all right, though faintly. She’d heard the sound of the scuffle, he could tell from her face.
She had just slipped into her pajamas; the orange nylon clung sexily to her body. Her eyes darted to his cock, still stiff, and she colored.
“I— was just going to bed,” she explained, giving him a smile that she hoped placated him. She didn’t know what he’d done to Crystal, but she didn’t want to make any kind of trouble that would cause him to make her scream like that.
“So I see.” He indicated her bed with a sweep of his hand.
She turned quickly and lifted the covers. He stared at Leaf’s butt. It was smaller than Crystal’s, a neat little bottom with crisp lines. Crystal didn’t have the only sexy fanny in the city.
Leaf quickly hopped into bed, pulled the covers up to her chin, and smiled nervously at him. “Good night.”
He nodded and went over to turn off the light. For wild seconds she hoped he would take that huge hard-on out of her bedroom. But she heard him move to her dresser in the darkness and fool with the bottles and jars. Then he came back to the bed.
He lifted the covers and slid naked in beside her, putting something on the night stand. She lay there shivering. His hand rested heavily on her belly, stroking the firm flesh through the sexy nylon. Then his hand went down and began to dig into her cunt. She began to wet right away and her breathing went deeper. She spread her legs a little and moaned.
He said nothing, and she said nothing. It was so quiet that she could hear the rustle of his hand jogging against her cunt, with the covers, thrown back. Hot spears of sexuality flashed in her belly.
Her cunt began to burn and she didn’t like the feel of the nylon crammed against her pink flesh and delicate clit. She slid her pajama bottoms off, with his hand patiently awaiting the end of that act before resuming on her now naked cunt.
“Ahhhh-uh,” she gasped, and hunted upwards. Her cunt was flowing hotly now, her nipples were rock hard and her body began to feel supple and sexed up. She guessed he would make her oil and then work off his erection inside of her belly.
Well, she could stand that. What she couldn’t stand was any kind of torture that would make her scream as Crystal had screamed. Anything but that. How ominous his silence was! She reached over to grip his stiff stander in her fist to placate him.
“Don’t!” he said sharply.
She jerked her hand back as if it had been burned. His cock was all greasy, like covered with Vaseline. Now why did he go and put grease on his penis when her young belly had enough lubricant for a dozen men? Her pulse pounded right in her ear. She thrilled to his masturbation and her fear at the same time.
He felt up under her pajama top, testing her nipples, making her catch her breath in the pressure of his palm against those sensitive areas. His hand was slick with her sex gloss. She almost came with excitement. No one had ever used her belly oils to massage her breasts before.
“Ohhh, Gunnar,” she moaned.
She felt pretty hot now. She guessed that she’d known all along that she’d have to service Gunnar at some point. It would be all right, except that he had a huge prick. That was great for Crystal’s wider loins and deeper hips. He was a little big for her. Still her vagina could stretch remarkably. She thrilled thinking of hosting that young baseball bat inside of her.
“Turn over.”
“What?”
“Turn over on your stomach, Leaf. Put a pillow under your belly.”
She obeyed, getting crazy rushes of anticipation now. Some guys liked to fuck dog fashion from behind, sticking it up your cunt while you faced away from them. It was different and kind of fun.
He leaned over and began to kiss her behind. He would nibble the smooth skin and then nip it and use his tongue to make a hot, wet patch. He used his teeth a little, too. It almost creamed her.
“Ah— oo— yuh…” she continued making hot, held-in sounds. She’d never felt anything so sexy in her life.
Her whole body bathed in sweat now, in her bitch heat. She was ripe for plucking and fucking, beginning to whisper in desperation and move her loins.
“Oh, Gunnar— I— cum before— you— inside.”
His answer was to dive his tongue down into her tight crack. She almost shot off the bed. Nobody had ever done such a weird thing to her before.
“Hayuuuuu,” she went, almost out of control.
His tongue sank down— down— down! She couldn’t believe it! If he wasn’t careful, he’d touch— touch…
His tongue dug at her asshole.
“Hayuh!” she cried, jerking.
She was so close to juicing that she almost jumped out of her skin. Her belly was a seething hot cauldron of liquid pleasure. He’d practically fucked her without putting his big cock in her at all!
“Uuuuuuu.”
She’d never had such a weird experience. The sensitive nerves around her asshole quivered and sang as his tongue dug at her anus, trying to get in.
“Aaaggghhh! Gunnar!” she shrieked.
She closed her eyes, locked her body, and came. He could feel her empty cunt spasm gently as her asshole also quaked at her throbs of surrender. That tongue on her butt hole felt neat, sweet, deep, gutsy and kinky. Imagine a guy eating out your asshole!
He gave a lustful, low laugh.
“You like ass play, you sexy little bitch, don’t you?”
“Like— your tongue…” she managed above her quick, delicious quakes.
“If you liked my tongue, you’ll like this better,” he told her.
He mounted her hips. She felt his finger probing the wet spot where he’d licked her sphincter. She guessed he was going to finger her rear while he fucked her cunt. A few guys liked to do that. It wasn’t her favorite sport.
“Aahhh!” she sighed. Then “Hah!”
It hurt to take a man’s finger up your ass, but once it was in you could relax a little. It was like being impaled, though. If he moved that finger an inch you wanted to jump a foot. That’s how sensitive it was up your back tunnel.