Try Me Pt. 02

"Are we doing a real round of fucking now or are you hungry for more of my cock?"

He couldn't help but to tease her with such dirty talk. Kelly's heavy English accent could be heard from beyond the bathroom, as she seemed to be humming before stepping out. The gown she wore had been stripped off and she stood in nothing more than the lingerie outfit and heels Anthony had gifted her. Biting down on her lower lip, she smirked at him. At long last her brunette hair had been unleashed from that high pony tail, flowing down her shoulders and spit down the middle of her forehead.

"The order of the day was for me to drain your balls of every last drop of spunk. I'm gonna make you cum so hard when you're fucking me... so hard your just gonna collapse and have no energy left."

Her eyes locked onto Anthony as she pranced towards him, strutting her hips and allowing her huge tits to bounce from within the small bra. Anthony stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her to pull Kelly in for a passionate kiss. She responded by throwing her arms around his neck and shoving her boobs against his bare chest. As they traded kisses, she slipped her right hand down below to grab his cock below. Anthony moaned into her mouth upon feeling her touch. Those long slender fingers wrapping around his semi-erect pole, now jerking it back and forth. Once their kisses broke, Anthony stepped back and gazed forward into Kelly's eyes. She quietly teased him by glancing down momentarily before smirking at him. He knew what she was about to do and there was no need for him to stop her.

Falling down to her knees, Kelly continued to wank his dick back and forth her hand. She squeezed it tightly with her fingers before situating herself down onto the carpet floor. Using her free hand, she cupped his hanging ball sack down below and parted her lips to twirl her tongue around the head of his cock. With his full attention now focused on her, Kelly had the idea to throw his expectations off. Anthony figured she was about to suck him off, but the glamour vixen caught him by surprise when she loved her head below his cock and began to lick his balls. Taking a deep breath, Anthony moaned as her hand began to wank once more, jacking him as Kelly parted her lips and began to suck on his balls. She used her left hand to help herself, stuffing her mouth with his balls.

"Yeah, suck on those fucking balls! Keep stroking it too!"

Anthony grunted after calling out in excitement. Kelly had done her job to get his heart beat racing now as the sounds of her slurping and slobbering all over his nut sack became louder with each passing second. She continued to wank his cock up and down with her right hand, still using her free hand to aid herself with shoving his balls into her mouth. Kelly would suck on one, then alternate to the next all before lapping her tongue across his hanging sack. She didn't stop until drool strings dangled, falling down to the carpet floor below. Biting down on her lower lip, she softly giggled before looking to look back into his eyes. Kelly then shoved her right hand down to the base of Anthony's cock and parted her lips, going down on it.

"Ohhhhh, yeah... That's it..."

He moaned to her, calling out as Kelly kept her eyes locked upward at him. She wasted no time bobbing her head up and down at a steady fast pace. It became clear to him as she bobbed her head up and down, Kelly wasn't starting out slow and building up anything. She had the right mind to go all in and begin devouring him on sight to begin this fuck session. Unable to hold back the urge, he moved his hands down to her head, planting his palms on both sides of her head. Anthony took control and began thrusting his cock into her mouth, reminding who was in charge for the day as he fucked her wonderful mouth.

"Suck it. Suck this fucking cock, Kelly, that's it!"

Grunting, Anthony bucked his hips forward to drive his cock into Kelly's mouth. She sucked it, inch after inch with his balls smacking against her chin with each full thrust. Over and over, Anthony thrust into her mouth, soon hearing the audible slobbering and sucking noises that this movement produced.

"GWAK-GWAK-KAH-GWAH!"

Saliva strings began to leak from the corners of her mouth and Kelly's lower lip, dangling and then breaking off to slather across her skin down below. She moved her hands to grip her breasts that bounced and moved with each thrust Anthony made. Pinching her own nipples, Kelly closed her eyes and continued to gag on his dick as he fucked her mouth so thoroughly. Anthony moaned before stepping back and abruptly snatching his cock out of her mouth. Kelly gasped as a flood of saliva fell ran from her lower lip, streaming down her neck and to her giant tits below. She expected he would want a titfuck next, but Anthony had other plans in mind. He motioned with the fingers of both his hands for her to look up at him.

"Come on, babe. Get up!"

Offering his hands to help her up, Anthony caught sight of Kelly's big brown eyes and then she wiped her mouth before grabbing ahold of his left hand.

"What's the matter? Too scared you're gonna blow your load again from fucking my tits?"

"No, I want you up and on the bed!"

A reminder of whom was in charge came from Anthony's stern tone of voice. Kelly giggled at him, leaving him unsure if she was attempting to taunt him with that laugh or truly mocking him. Once she was standing in her heels, Kelly turned from him and began to climb onto the bed. She pushed the palms of her hands down into the sheets, crawling forward on all fours. Kelly took a glance back at Anthony from across her left shoulder.

"You're gonna have to get up on the bed too if you wanna fuck me! Might as well rip this cheap G-string off too, if you will."

Anthony chuckled at her words. Her voice came out with such a demanding tone. Fucking Kelly was definitely an option for the doggy style positioned she seemed to want, but once again his mind wandered his the possibilities. If he was going to truly spend this day fucking her in every way possible, he had to prioritize her phat ass. Stepping around the bed, Anthony didn't waste the chance to reach out and caress her plump ass cheeks with both hands. He climbed onto the bed as Kelly shoved herself back and began to shake her booty.

"I never would've taken you as a man into butts."

Once again, he found himself chuckling at her words. Anthony grabbed at the G-string, yanking it to pull it off her beautiful body. It snapped with a slight noise before he tossed it to the floor.

"I was gonna ask if you're the type of woman who likes getting fucked in the ass?"

Kelly shoved her ass back again, now pushing up against him and proceeding to twerk. Her firm cheeks bounced together, clapping in a slow but steady rhythm. She bit down on her lower lip before pushing her head down into the sheets of the bed.

"Why don't you find out for yourself, sweetheart."

That must have been her way of telling him yes, at least Anthony considered among his thoughts. Placing his hands onto her ass cheeks to stop her from twerking, he then squeezed her plump cheeks. Kelly responded by cooing in a soft tone of her heavy English accent. Once he was ready, Anthony gripped his cock with his right hand and slid it directly between those plump ass cheeks. He moved his hands to her buttocks again, shoving her cheeks together as he began to thrust forward and tease her with the act of hotdogging. More than anything, Anthony wanted to hear Kelly beg for it. To hear her sexy voice demand to have his cock shoved up her ass.

"You want it?"

He spoke aloud, still rubbing his cock up and down the crack of her ass. Kelly had simply closed her eyes, letting out soft moans. She didn't answer him back so Anthony reared his right hand back and sent it down with a hard spank across her bum.

"Talk to me, baby! Come on, you want it?"

"Mmmmmmm, yeah..."

Still thrusting his cock between her ass cheeks, Anthony spoke again.

"Tell me what you want, Kelly. Where do you want my cock?"

"Why should I tell you what you already know, dear?"

She giggled after speaking. He responded by smacking the palm of his hand across her ass once more.

"Come on, you sexy fucking vixen! Come on and tell me to fuck you in the ass!"

Finally, Kelly let out a sigh and rolled her eyes. Lucky enough that Anthony couldn't see that, as she called out to him in a frustrated voice.

"I wanna feel your cock sliding up in my arse. There, that good enough?"

He smirked to himself, thinking of how sassy she acted and not wanting to give in to a bit of teasing. Kelly had the last word, but Anthony felt he was the one truly in control. Pulling her ass cheeks apart, he spotted her dark little hole with his eye and then gripped his shaft. Pushing forward towards the entrance, he braced himself for that impactful feeling of tightness. It had been quite some years since Anthony had the pleasure of anal sex. It was something he loved to do and he felt Kelly didn't get enough credit for her booty with all the focus centered upon her amazing rack. Groaning, he pushed his cock through her back door hole.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah... There ya go, get it in there!"

Little did Anthony truly expect Kelly to call out to him like that with such excitement in her demanding voice. She gasped, slightly raising her ass up while her head was still down in the sheets. Anthony moved his hands to grip at her hips as he made the first few thrusts, grunting to himself as he realized how tight her ass hole truly was. Once more he heard Kelly let out a soft moan before she called out to him again.

"Mmmmmmm, that feel good? Having your cock shoved up my arse?"

"Yeah!"

Anthony panted as he replied, prompting Kelly to truly taunt him now.

"Oh yeah? Really? Mmmmmm, don't sound like it to me. Come on and prove it by ramming me up the arse with that big fucking cock."

It didn't matter how much he felt in control, Kelly knew how to guide a man with her choice of words. Gripping her hips, Anthony began to buck his hips forward and thrust his cock into her phat ass. He groaned again, watching as the length of his shaft disappeared, feeling the tightness around it.

"Ohhhhh, fuck!"

Gritting his teeth after grunting, Anthony moved his right hand. He wanted to spank her ass but became distracted upon feeling his cock pump through her back door hole. Kelly moaned and called out for him.

"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhh yeah...."

Taking in a deep breath, she gripped the bed sheets between her fingers before calling out again.

"Come on! Pound me up the arse with your cock! Pound that arse! POUND IT NICE AND FUCKING HARD!!"

There was a special feeling to hear her choice of words, different from his American English. Anthony was too caught in the heat of the moment, feeling this pleasure to the point he was unable to give in and share a laugh with her. Kelly had moved slightly, using her hands to pull her ass cheeks apart and make the job easier for him. He spanked the palm of his hand across her right ass cheek, listening to her giggle and then moan at the feeling.

"Mmmmmm, yeah! Give it to me!"

This time when Kelly screamed for him, Anthony picked up the pace. He rammed his cock into her ass and thrust at a faster speed, his balls began to smack down between her thighs creating an audible sound that was drowned out by her loud voice.

"That's it, ohhhhhh yeah! THAT'S IT!! FUCK YEAH!! POUND ME IN THE ARSE, JUST LIKE THAT!!"

God, her ass was so tight. Anthony had to still himself and concentrate on the moment, still thrusting his shaft back and forth through her tight dark hole. He grunted, gritting his teeth once more as he felt the pleasure over and over again. He gave her every last inch of his cock, pumping it into her ass and listening to Kelly scream and moan in her sexy voice. Her fingernails raked across the bed sheet as she curled her toes up from within the high heels. Anthony wouldn't be able to take it much longer, this she was confident of. Soon he would blow his load at the pace he was going. He didn't bother attempting to slow himself down, giving in to the height of this pleasure.

"Ohhhhhh, FUCK! TAKE MY FUCKING CUM, KELLY!!"

"YES, YESSS, YESSSSSSSS!! CUM IN MY ARSE!! SHOOT THAT HOT FUCKING SPUNK RIGHT UP MY ARSE!!"

Her voice was enough to do him in, as Anthony couldn't hold back any longer. He threw his hands up, taking one final thrust into her tight ass and then grunting as he felt his cock explode deep within her.

"OH GOD, OHHHHHHH GOD-FUCKING-DAMMIT!!"

As Anthony screamed, Kelly could be heard moaning. His cum blasted into her ass, creating a slippery tunnel that made it easier for the man to pull his cock out of her ass. Quickly attempting to catch his breathe, he gripped his dick while watching the cum ooze out of Kelly's tight little hole. Spurts of his seed slid down the crack of her ass, all while she kept her hands in place to pull those ass cheeks back and allow him to witness the sight in front of his eyes. With a smug grin flashing her teeth, Kelly's eyes looked at him from across her right shoulder. It seemed that she took pride in seeing that exhausted look on his face, knowing that she could truly drain him of every last drop with her sensual body.

"Felt pretty good huh?"

Kelly continued to grin at him, quirking up her eyebrows. All Anthony did was attempt to catch his breath and then move across the bed so he could come down and sit on his knees. He didn't reply to her, as once more she was able to get the last word in. The cum dripped down the crack of her ass, falling onto the sheets of the bed where they would undoubtedly dry as stains. Kelly crawled forward, moving towards one of the night stands where a telephone sat near a lamp.

"I think it's time we called room service again. I'm in the mood for some drinks, how about you?"

She lifted the phone up from the base and then suddenly, Anthony realized that they didn't check the bedroom phone earlier in the day.

"I'll be damned! Let me guess, that phone is working?"

Turning to smirk at him, Kelly nodded her head. Anthony sighed in frustration as he stood up from the bed.

"Fuck! Why didn't I think of that? I could've told you to try the bedroom phone earlier and then I wouldn't have had to leave the room at all!"

"I think I know why you didn't think of that. Maybe it had to do with me draining your balls for some spunk. Gave you a bit of brain freeze, yes?"

Anthony sighed after hearing her taunting words. Whether he wanted to vocally admit it or not, the woman had a way with teasing him and giving the right words to keep him on his feet at all times. Kelly gave him a silent impression that they were still playing a game with one another. She punched her fingers down on the number pad of the phone as he began to stomp his way off to the bathroom. Twice now throughout the day Kelly had forced him into an orgasm, but still had yet to reach hers. Anthony didn't want to feel fatigued, as he felt he still had some strength left to give her a hard fucking. Maybe that was the next order of the day to go along with whatever she was calling up to the room. Either way, the day was far from over.

Standing in front of the sink, Anthony turned the brass knobs to make the cold water spray from the faucet below. He didn't bother looking up in the mirror as he was still catching his breath, knowing deep down he had went slightly overboard with fucking Kelly's ass. He needed to at least have enough strength to give her a hard fucking that the glamour goddess truly deserved. Splashing some water onto his face, he exhaled a deep breath. Off in the bedroom, he could hear her sultry voice talking over the phone and then hanging it up. Anthony quickly washed his face, splashing a bit more water across his cheeks before he shut off the faucet. He stepped his way back into the bedroom to discover Kelly slipping her gown back on. She held his robe in her left hand, tossing it at him.

"Get dressed! We've got room service coming!"

He caught the robe, stepping backwards and nearly dropping it. Kelly didn't give him time to reply to her as she stepped out of the bedroom and back into the living room. When Anthony had rejoined her in the living room, the robe was tied around his waist. He still wasn't sure what Kelly had ordered, but found her sitting on the couch checking her phone. Stepping towards her, he spoke up.

"What did you order? Drinks?"

She ignored him, tapping her fingernails across the flat surface of her smartphone. There was no need for him to see what she was doing, as it was none of his business. Taking a seat next to her on the sofa, Anthony was alerted to the knocking sound beyond the door. He didn't imagine room service would be arriving so soon, but they were here now. Kelly got up from where she was seated, beating Anthony to the door before he had the chance. Gripping the knob, she turned it to open the door.

"Room service for you, Miss!"

Kelly offered a smile back at the man, stepping her way back to allow him to push in what was a metal cart with a matching steel tray at the top. Sitting alone on the tray was a bottle of champagne and two wine glasses. Behind the small glasses was a metal ice bucket, filled to the rim with fresh cubes.

"Thank you! I wasn't expecting you to arrive so soon."

As Kelly spoke to the man, Anthony couldn't help but stand there frozen. His thoughts had slipped past him, as he completely forgotten about Scott earlier in the day and now he was standing in their suite room. There was no mistaking him, as the same chubby chest was on display tucked into his uniform. That all too familiar goofy grin on his face as he greeted Kelly and now Anthony had to stand there and watch them share a short conversation.

"it's no problem, ma'am. I'm happy to be of service. I hope you don't feel I'm being rude to ask, but are you Kelly Brook?"

Her face lit up, featuring that same signature smile with her full pearly white teeth. Kelly replied to him in joy.

"Yes I am! Are you a fan?"

Scott appeared to become giddy at her question. He flashed his teeth in a smile while nodding his head before answering her back.

"Yeah! I used to look at you in all those old glamour model magazines! You, Lucy Pinder and even Keeley Hazell. I was shocked when I saw your name at the check in yesterday!"

She laughed at him all while Anthony stood there, feeling embarrassed and becoming angry deep down. Maybe Scott had taken his advice when he had told him that he had to take chances in life, but it wasn't that. More than anything, Anthony was bothered that this goof ball had truly taken him up on the offer of delivering room service to her. Taking the tray from the cart, Anthony ignored them for now. He stood back, listening to their conversation as he moved the tray onto the coffee table in front of the couch.

"Well, I am quite flattered that you would recognize me. Those were beautiful women you mentioned, but I am the last one who is still relevant."

"Ah yes, that is true. I wouldn't have had the same reaction had Miss. Pinder or Miss. Hazell checked in. You were always hotter than them, I have to admit."

Anthony cringed hearing Scott's reply. He was such an ass-kisser, flattering the woman as she now laughed. Kelly's vanity had come out in full force, as she didn't seem to enjoy being compared to other models from a bygone era.

"What's your name, sweetie?"

"I'm Scott. Scott Jones."

"Well, it's a pleasure to meet you Scott. It's always a good day when I get to meet a fan."

Anthony turned his head to see Kelly smirking back at him. The look on his friend's face was as if he were going to break out sweating at any given second now.

"Maybe we'll see each other again before my trip is over. Come back later with your phone and we can take a selfie photo together."