But Mr. H. just kept playing with me. He seemed unaware that I was more than eager for him to take me. Finally, I had no choice but to let him know.
"Ooh, I'm so hot again!" I reached for his swollen prick. "I need that now. In me."
He smiled, but didn't move, and he wouldn't let me change position, either. He just kept on arousing me. Finally, I realized what he was up to. He meant to tease me until I was nearly out of my mind with desire.
"Please don't tease me any more. I really need it. Fuck me! Please fuck me!" Like the act of sucking his dick, begging to be fucked was both humiliating and exhilarating. I felt a slave to my own desires as well as to his tormenting games.
"Do you really want it?" he asked calmly, as if he didn't quite believe me. "You don't sound very desperate."
I gasped as his experienced fingers inched up my thighs only to retreat before they quite reached my cunt. "God, yes!" I raised my hips imploringly. "I need you to fuck me! Please, please. Fuck me, please…"
Instead, the man turned me over on his lap so that I was on my stomach, my cunt touching his stiff cock, but at an impossible angle while my rounded butt was exposed to his face and hands. He began to rub the firm cheeks gently. Then his touch became more demanding. Soon he was prying apart the cheeks to explore between them. Still once more an act that was degrading and humiliating was being forced on me, and again I was unsure how to respond to it. But my body accepted what was happening to it joyously. His finger traced the long crack, making me shiver in delight.
Just when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, Mr. H. shoved his finger deeply inside me. First he probed my cunt, then he moved up my ass. I accepted the finger in both places with a deep delight, moaning and sighing as he fingered me. I got so hot I considered jumping off him and straddling his lap, impaling myself on his rigid tool. But at that moment he shoved me off him. I fell to the soft rug, and looked up at the man, confused.
"If you want my dick inside you, you'd better give it a good sucking first. Use that pretty tongue of yours." He wound his fingers through my hair, then tightened his grasp. Soon I could only hold my head at the angle he wanted it, but that was all right, too. I was being pulled toward his cock, and my lips were parting in expectation.
This time I knew what to do. There was a pearly, drop at the tip of his prick and I licked it off. Then I sucked his shaft into my hot mouth. I felt as if my mouth and cunt were working together – the wetter my mouth got the wetter my cunt became. It was like I had two cunts, and I was making the one fuck do for both of them. His hand was still grasping my hair painfully, and I was doing the best I could to suck him the way he wanted me to. I was aching so badly I finally dropped one hand to my cunt and began to play with myself. But he wouldn't stand for that. He made me use my hands on his balls and the base of his cock.
Finally, he was so hard that he sensed he would have to come right in my mouth. He withdrew his dick slowly, then used my silky hair to dry it.
"Fuck me now," I begged, getting to my feet at last. "Please…"
Grinning, Mr. H. said he would – his way. He led me to the bed, pushed me down on my stomach, then disappeared somewhere for a minute. When he returned he began to rub something oily and cold into my small asshole. Then he lowered himself over me. I tensed briefly as I felt the head of his dick begin to press into me, but before I could protest he was halfway in. I moaned with the pain, but as his huge shaft filled me. I began to feel a fullness in my pussy as well. His cock in my young ass hurt like hell, but in a strange way it also felt wonderful. He pushed in steadily until he was in as far as he could possibly go. I could even feel his balls up tight against my ass.
"Ooh, that feels good, Fran. Your little ass is so nice… You like it, don't you? You're like a little animal in heat. All hole…" He began to move in and out of me.
The first few strokes almost killed me. I even had to cry out with the pain. But it took only a minute to get used to the feeling. I held very still, letting him use my ass the way he'd used my mouth.
He knew how to hold back. I was on the verge of coming a dozen times as he smoothly fucked my ass. I could hardly stand it. But the older man had obviously been around one hell of a lot. When I almost came, he stopped. "Once you come you won't like the way this feels, Fran. Hold back. We'll come together later."
I tried, but then he began running a finger in and out of my cunt as he fucked my ass. I couldn't take that. Before I knew it, I was bucking up against his cock and moaning out my orgasm. He rode me hard while I came. But I soon found out he was right.
Once I'd finished, his cock felt like an arm up my asshole. Without the building pleasure I could feel only the pain. "Take it out! Please take it out now," I pleaded, attempting to escape his plunging cock. "It hurts too much! Please!"
Annoyed, Mr. H. couldn't resist riding me a little longer while I begged him to stop. Finally, he pulled his prick out of my aching hole. "I'll teach you to come only when I tell you to," he hissed furiously. Before I knew what he was going to do, he hauled off and slapped the ruddy cheeks of my ass hard. It was hardly a love pat.
I cried out, but I didn't move when he slapped me a few more times. I knew I deserved it for spoiling his pleasure, and, besides, the spanking really felt kind of good. Almost at once the tingling from the blows turned me on again, and I waited to see what was next on the agenda.
He turned me over after the spanking, and he opened my legs. "I think I've waited about as long as I'm going to wait," he remarked crisply, holding his big dick. "Now I'm going to fuck the shit out of you, little girl." He brought one of my legs up over his hip and quickly shoved into me. His cock had the look of stone by that time, as if it had been hard so long it could never soften again.
My pussy was very wet as he entered me. "I'm riding on the come of how many young boys, Fran?"
At first I didn't know what he had meant. Then I remembered the night before. "I don't know. Four. Maybe five. Maybe more. I kind of passed out, I think."
That seemed to excite him even more. "My sweet, little whore doesn't even know how many cocks have been in her in the past twenty-four hours! Were any as big as mine, or don't you remember that, either?"
I groaned as he filled me. The walls of my hungry cunt seemed to embrace him tightly on their own. The tip of his cock seemed to touch my womb. "No. You're the biggest. Your prick is the biggest ever! Oh, give it to me. Give it to me. Fuck me hard," I moaned.
There was no more holding back. The man started moving up and back inside me, rotating his hips to give the maximum pleasure to both of us. "I love shoving it up that pretty twat of yours. Your come-filled little whore's twat!"
I could only moan in reply. Both my legs inched up his legs and hips until I was tightly coiled around his waist, taking his dick as deeply into me as possible. This was all I'd ever dreamed about, all I'd ever wanted. I met his every thrust gladly. It was the culmination of all I'd gone through, the just reward for all the years of waiting and wanting.
"Now I'm going to fill your juicy hole with my come, baby. I'm going to drop my whole load into you. Into your little whore cunt…" He began to move faster and faster into me. His face was very red now, as if he'd pushed himself to the very limit.
I felt another orgasm starting up in my own belly, and I clung to him frantically, willing myself to hang on long enough to come with him this one time. "Tell me," I panted. "Tell me when…"
He could feel my strain, and it added to his own excitement. "Now," he cried out. "I'm going to come in you… now… now!" He drove his shaft into me furiously.