He did as she asked. It was hard to hold on to her writhing voluptuous body. She propped herself up on hands and dangled her full ripe tits in his face. He chased her bulging nipples with his lips. At the same time, he slipped his hand between her firm asscheeks and probed her tiny damp asshole with one finger.
"Unn!" she shrieked softly. "God! Yearn!"
She slid her slippery cunt up and don on his stiff cock, closing her eyes and hissing with sharp pleasure. Mike jabbed her asshole with his finger, bringing sharp little squeals from deep in her throat. With his free hand he caught one of her full tits and gorged his mouth on the thick round nipple.
Brandi went into a frenzy of sexual passion. She moaned and seized his shoulder with both hands, pumping wildly, her whole body straining.
"Ungghh! Yes! God, I'm going to come! Now! Fuck me and suck me, baby! Now, yes, now! Uunneeeeee!" she screamed.
Mike nearly swallowed her sweet young tit. At the same time he jammed his finger up her ass and reamed her viciously with his cock. Brandi was going off like a dynamite blast.
"Aannggghhiieeee!" she shrieked, the not jolts of coming tearing through her. "Unngghh! Uunnneeeee!"
Mike lunged up into her wildly as the hot strings of cum squirted out of his prick. He nabbed her ass and shoved it down on his spurting cock, moaning into her dangling tits.
His cock stayed hard long enough for her to pump herself into two more orgasms on it. But finally she was spent and she rolled off him, snuggling beside him on the floor.
"God, honey!" she sighed. "You really know how to welcome a girl to her new home."
"I think we're going to get along just fine," he grinned.
CHAPTER NINE
Joyce felt a little guilty about sending Mike away like that, just after he had got back in town and was obviously dying to see her. But she had been in bed with Rick, the guy from the party with the huge cock. She had run into him by accident in a single's bar the night before Mike's return.
And she hadn't been able to resist the thought of spending the night with him. They had gone back to her place. Rick had fucked the daylights out of her all that night and half the next day. With the exception of the party itself, she had never been fucked so much in her life.
On top of having such a monumental cock, the guy was a regular fuckmachine. He didn't come more than three or four times himself. But he seemed to enjoy driving her up the wall with pleasure. Joyce must have had a thousand orgasms.
He had screwed her every way she could be screwed, except in her ass, which she wouldn't permit.
Having that massive cock of his shoved in and out of her had given her excruciatingly powerful climaxes. But it had also left her sore and exhausted. By the time Mike had shown up at her door she was beginning to feel like she needed a long rest.
And yet, as soon as she shut the door on him she went back to the bed and lowered her aching cunt onto the towering tireless monster cock once more. And that time Rick had nearly reamed out her insides with it, until she was blubbering and wailing through a new wrenching explosion of coming.
Mike had not returned in the evening, as she had told him to. And for that she was grateful. She knew her poor ravaged pussy couldn't take another fuck.
But when he didn't even call or drop by on the second day, she began to worry. After all, the stupendous sex she had had during the past two weeks was okay. But she still had feelings for Mike. She missed him.
Finally, on the third night she was lying in bed, trying to read a magazine and forget about it all, when her doorbell rang. Her heart fluttered. Was it him? On the other hand, it might be Rick again.
Her cunt began to ooze with juice, and her nipples throbbed. She realized that either one of them would be okay with her. The thought of lying down for another punishing night of being pronged senseless by Rick's huge dick was daunting, but exciting. Having to deal with Mike's anger, which he would no doubt take out on her sexually, was equally frightening and thrilling.
She threw on her robe and went to the door.
"Mike!" she said, opening the door wide to welcome him this time.
"You mean you're actually going to invite me in this time?" he scowled at her.
"Now honey, let's not be childish about last time, okay?" she said.
Mike came in and let her shut the door behind him. But he was rigid with anger. The fierce glint in his eyes and the restrained violence in his body somehow excited Joyce. She felt her blood race faster.
"Childish?" he sneered. "Is that what it was? You mean I didn't have any right to be upset?"
"Of course you did." Joyce murmured, looking down at her feet.
"What's the matter, baby? Is that little snatch of yours hungry it can't wait two weeks to gobble up a cock? Was he the first, or did you have a different one every night while I was gone?"
Joyce shook her head. She knew that whatever she said, it would only make him angrier.
Mike walked over to her and grabbed her arm roughly. He shook her.
"Look at me!"
She looked up at him. She couldn't understand why her body was so tremendously excited by his anger. But somehow she couldn't help egging him on.
"Let go of me!" she glowered at him. With one hand Mike reached out and ripped open her robe, exposing her tits and smooth belly. He looked at her naked body with hot fire in his eye.
"I'll bet he liked these, didn't he?" he growled.
He growled her full tits in his hands and squeezed them sharply. He bunched up the springy globes in his fist and pinched her swelling nipples with his thumbs and forefingers.
"Ouch!" Joyce cried out, frying to twist away from him.
But he wouldn't let her go. His fingers bit savagely into the flesh of her tits as he yanked her back.
"Did he like those? Did he?" he growled. "Did he suck and chew them like this?"
He lowered his mouth to her nipples sucking and biting and pinching them.
"God, you're hurting meee!" Joyce whimpered. "Stop it, Mike! Please!"
But she knew she only half-meant it. And she knew he knew it too. His rough mouth mauling her tits made her cunt gush with juice.
Still, she tried to wriggle away. She even got halfway across the room, but he came after her, unzipping his pants. He pushed them down his thighs and his bobbing, pulsing cock sprang up.
He caught Joyce next to the sofa and pushed her down on it, crouching over her, poking his twitching prick in her face.
"Suck it, bitch!" he snarled. "Go ahead! Suck!"
"Mike, please!" she whimpered.
She had never seen him behave so violently. It was as if she was going to be raped. But it wasn't a real rape, because she knew deep don that she wanted it.
He reached down with his fingers and pulled her mouth open. Then he pushed his prick between her lips, shoving it nearly don her throat.
"Unnnphh!" she gagged on the stiff hot meat. "Suck it, bitch!" he panted. "Suck, suck!" He held her head and fucked her mouth brutally. Trying to keep from choking, Joyce sucked him passionately. She swirled her tongue around his rigid cock, trying to relax her throat so she wouldn't suffocate. Her body shivered and quaked with sexual excitement.
"Ommmm… wommwommm!" she hummed as she sucked his plunging prick.
"That's it, that's it!" he gasped with pleasure.
God, if he comes in my mouth, I'll drown! she thought, panicking. But Mike didn't mean to let it end quickly. After fucking her mouth for a few minutes, he withdrew his cock.
"Where do you want it next?" he asked, his eyes glinting with fury.
"Mike," she whimpered softly. "Baby, just fuck me!"
She parted her thighs and fried to push his body down so that he could slide his cock into her flooding pussy. If he wanted to rape her, that was okay. She wanted to feel his long rigid cock rip into her.