Who's Being Pursued? Pt. 05

When I joined him on the bed he was ready with more lube and soon his cock glistened with the slippery substance.

"On your back," he commanded, "I want to watch your face as I fuck your ass."

He placed my legs on his shoulders and placed his tip at my entrance. As we looked into each other's eyes he pressed against me, I relaxed and he pried me open. My back arched and I gasped as the head entered me. There was a big smile on his face again. As he took me I made small gasping and mewing sounds as I looked into his eyes. Inch by inch he slid into me until his balls were pressed between us. One final thrust of his hips proved that I had all of him buried in me.

His thrusts began slow and long. I lay there beneath him and closed my eyes, relaxing to ease his passage. He slowly fucked me for some time as I lay under him moaning and biting my lip, not in pain but pleasure. After all those years of being tied and having my ass plundered I considered it the ultimate sensuality for a man to take me gently.

He never increased the pace of his thrusts, never pounded against me, but soon he groaned. I opened my eyes and gazed into his as his cock throbbed and his warm seed flowed into me. It was the gentlest anal sex I'd ever had.

"Three down, two to go," I smiled.

"Are you totally satisfied?" he smiled back.

"Yes, but I'll gladly help with your record," I told him with an evil grin, "Why don't we take a shower?"

"Shower sex, I like that idea."

He helped me off the bed and once again we entered the bathroom together. He adjusted the shower and as we stood under the spray we embraced and our lips met again. His hands began to roam over my body for what seemed like the millionth time today.

"You should soap those hands," I told him.

He pumped a handful of body wash from the bottle on the shelf, lathered it up, and began running his hands over me again. I was in heaven, it felt almost, but not quite, as good as when Grant and Michael washed me after our threesome. He began at my shoulders and then worked his way down my back. Turing me around he pulled me back against his chest and I felt his stiffening cock between my cheeks as he washed me. As he paid extra attention to my breasts he grew to full hardness and gently humped against me. I let out a sigh and bent over into the spray. Taking this as an invitation he invaded my ass again in one smooth motion, his cum lubricating the way as it dripped out of my already loosened asshole. As he bottomed out in me I grunted and thrust back against him. He grabbed my hips and worked his cock in and out a few times before plunging hard into me. See he was pounding against me, our flesh slapping together made a wet "slap" every time he drove deep. This was more like the ass poundings I was used to and in no time I was moaning again.

"Cum for me, G. I want to feel your asshole grip my cock while you scream my name," he growled.

I reached for my clit and in no time I was quivering on his cock.

"That's it baby, cum for me, squeeze my cock and I'll put another load in your dirty fuck hole."

"Oh fuck yes, pound me, Brad. Pound me like like we're in a porno. Give my ass a good fucking. Yes, oh yes, oh baby yeah."

"You like having my cock up your ass you slut? Do you want another load of my cream up your shitter?"

"Oh yes, I fucking love having cock up my ass. Give me another load, stud. Pump my ass full of your hot seed. Fuck this porn star, baby, fuck me good."

I reached the peak of my orgasm and my body spasmed. Thankfully he had a tight grip on my hips or I may have fallen.

"Fuck me, Brad! I'm cumming! Pound my ass! Oh, Braaaad!"

His cock throbbed deep inside me as he made another deposit in my colon. I spasmed once more and my legs nearly buckled. He held tight as our orgasms subsided and his cock softened in me.

"Four, that's my personal best," he said.

"So, stud, where do you want to put this record-setting load?" I asked.

"Mmm, not sure yet. I want your pussy and mouth again but I haven't decided where I want to finish."

"While you're considering that, you need to finish cleaning me and be sure to clean my as good."

He went back to work with his hands and covered my body in a soapy lather from shoulders to toes. Once he finished, I reciprocated. I started at his shoulders and worked down his back, streams of suds leading the way down to his firm ass. I took time to admire his body, youthful yet manly, firm under my hands. A stream of suds had found its way between his cheeks and followed it. He gasped as my fingers spread his cheeks and found his back door. My fingers pressed gently in small circles and he moaned.

"Does your teacher do this?" I asked.

"Yes," he answered breathlessly.

"You like this don't you?"

"Yes."

I placed a hand on his back and pressed him forward under the spray. The water ran down his back and flushed the soap from his body. A tiny river of water ran through his crevice and followed it with my tongue until I found my target.

"Oh fuck, yes," he groaned.

I spread his cheeks and dove in, tongue first, licking and probing while he groaned louder. He reached back and spread his cheeks for me, freeing my hands, and so I reached between his legs and fondled his balls.

"Mmm, yes Gina, that feels so good."

I flicked his puckered hole with my tongue and that elicited a startled gasp.

I moved my hand from his balls to his cock and found him to be fully erect so I lathered him up and stroked him as I continued to rim his asshole. Soon he was moaning my name.

"Oh Gina, Gina, Gina, that feels so good. Aaaaaahhhh, fuuuuuuuckk, yeeeeess."

I flicked his ass again and I felt his cock throb.

"I'm cumming, stroke me, faster!" he begged.

I pressed my tongue hard against him and increased the speed of my ministrations on his cock.

"Uuuuuunnnnnngggggghhhh," he groaned, "oh fuck yes!"

Cum drooled from the tip of his cock and formed a thin stream that eventually broke up into drops before reaching the shower floor. His record-breaking orgasm wasn't highly productive but based on his shaking legs and clenching of his cheeks I figured it was satisfying.

"A new record," he panted.

I stood up and have his ass a smack, "Congratulations, stud."

He turned around and took me in his arms, holding me under the warm spray.

"Thank you for today, I still can't believe this is happening."

"You talk like it's over."

He laughed, "Well, as satisfying as it was to set a new record I seem to be fresh out of cum!"

"That doesn't mean you can't orgasm," I said, as I looked up into his eyes and smiled a wry smile.

"Fuck, you naughty woman, you need more cock?"

"Well, I don't mind letting you rest a while, and technically you have totally satisfied me, AND we set a new record for you, but I'm willing to continue if you are. So, let me finish washing you up and we'll see what happens."

I gathered more body wash on my hands and began with his chest this time. Just like his back, it was firm and the muscles well defined. I could feel the ridges of his abdominal muscles, they were well defined but not highly pronounced. I knelt before him and took his cock in my soapy hands. I spent a lot of effort cleaning his cock including pulling back his foreskin and soaping the head. I had intentions of trying to coax two more orgasms from him and I needed him good and clean. He responded in my hands. Ah yes, young men, so full of erections!

Now that we were both clean we spent the next few minutes drying off, drying our hair, I gave him a fresh toothbrush and soon we were both minty fresh, and clean.

"If you have time, why don't we watch a movie, eat some popcorn, and just relax for a while."

"I have nowhere to be," he smiled, "why don't we watch one of your movies?

We put on robes, he wore a spare that I had and we watched a couple of my early porn videos. We didn't talk much, I just wanted to watch his reaction, and he was mesmerized anyway.

"Holy Fuck Gina," he said several times, along with, "damn, oh shit, that must have hurt," and a few others. Midway through the first video, his cock began to tent the robe he wore, and by the end, he was fully erect and I fondled him through the robe.

"You obviously found that to be exciting," I said with a grin.

"Yeah"

"So what about it turned you on?"

"The way they dominated you. They could do whatever they wanted and you couldn't stop them. There is something about it so invigorating, in a base, animalistic way."

"What about the way they talked to me?"

"Sometimes that made me uncomfortable. I was raised to respect women. But I guess if you're going to tie a woman up, gag her, and fuck her, then the way you talk really doesn't matter.

"Want to watch another?"

"Yes"

Since the first video excited him I selected a video that included suspension from a spreader bar just like I have. In this one, I wasn't gagged but I was blindfolded and taken by two men.

As this video began I opened his robe and took his cock in my hand. I could tell this video was exciting him as well. He was flushed and his breathing was heavy. As the men on the screen took me down and put their cocks in my face I leaned over and licked him, mimicking what he was seeing. Unlike them, I didn't make him cum. As they both sprayed their cum on my face he moaned, "Oh fuck."

"I think you liked that one even more."

"Yes, who knew I'd like bondage videos?"

"A lot of people like them once given a chance. Heck, a lot of people like it in real life. You might be surprised how many powerful men enjoy being dominated in the bedroom."

"I can only imagine."

I stood in front of him and dropped my robe.

"Would you like to tie me up? I have one of those bars like you saw in the last video. I even have a gag and a blindfold."

"You'd let me do that? Oh wow, uh, yeah, I'd like that!"

"There are some ground rules to bondage that you need to understand and agree to."

I went over what to expect, how he should behave, and especially my safe word and what it meant. Once I was sure he understood and agreed to what was about to happen I retrieved the bar from the pantry and showed him where it should hang. In the video, I was wearing a pair of stilettos, so I briefly disappeared into the bedroom and when I returned I stood six inches taller, as tall as him. I strode to him and looked him straight in the eyes.

"So, what will it be? Blindfold? Gag? Both?" I asked

"Blindfold, no gag, I want to hear you moan my name."

"Confident you still have the stamina to make me moan?"

He looked down at his erection. "My cock says I do."

I held out my wrists and he buckled the cuffs on each, good and tight. I stepped to the spreader bar and raised my wrists so he could hook me to it After he secured me to the bar he placed the blindfold over my eyes.

"If you want some accessories, they are in a box in the pantry." I waited until he had blindfolded me so that I wouldn't see what he selected. There were vibrators, nipple clamps, a riding crop, a cat of nine tails, and a few other miscellaneous items.

"I plan to fuck you good," he groaned as he grabbed my as with both hands, "you're going to moan my name as I split your cunt open."

"Why are you telling me what you're going to do? Be my dominant, shut up and just do it," I spat at him.

I felt a sharp slap on my ass, it stung and immediately felt hot. I knew his hand had to feel the same. I heard him get the box from the pantry and set it on the table next to me.

"Shut up bitch," he commanded, "you're mine and I'll do with you as I please."

"How dare you call me a bitch!" I yelled as I twisted in my restraints.

"Bitch, slut, whore, they all fit you," he said menacingly in my ear.

I felt the sting of the crop on the back of my thighs.

"Is that all you have to give me you sheepshagger?"

Whack, a bit harder now, on the front of my thigh. I laughed at him. Whack, on my ass cheek. That one was just right.

"Mmm, that's better. Did you invite another man here to beat me?"

Whack, on the other ass cheek.

"Oh baby, that's it. You might even make me cum."

I heard him reach into the box. Slap! I moaned and arched my back as he whipped me with the cat. He walked around to my front and whipped my tits, my nipples were immediately as hard as rocks.

"You like that my slut?"

"Oh, fuuuuck. Yes, I like that, I love that." Dampness trailed down my inner thighs.

"You want more?" he said as he slapped my face, "Do you bitch?"

"What I want is for someone to fuck me choade boy, you dickless wonder."

Slap, across my tits again. I was loving it. I had been such a slut lately and this was just the punishment I needed. He was playing out his part perfectly.

"Oooooooooohhhhhhh, fuuuuuuuucccckkkk. Does that make your cock hard? Does it excite you to beat a defenseless woman? Is that how you get your jollies, you sick bastard?"

"I enjoy the fuck out of it," he growled as he grasped my hair, pulled it back, and planted a rough kiss on my neck before biting it and leaving a mark.

"Fucker!" I yelled.

A slap across my other cheek.

"If you're going to fuck me then get it over with you pitiful loser. I bet your cock isn't any bigger than my pinky."

"You'll change your mind about that when I shove it up your slut cunt."

I laughed at him again.

"Don't you dare laugh at me you whore!"

He slapped my back twice with the cat. I arched and moaned as I struggled against my restraints. I needed this.

"Limp dicked bastard!"

"Whore!"

I felt his hands between my legs, roughly rubbing my lips.

"You're wet like a fucking river you nasty bitch. You weren't lying when you said you loved it. Now I'm going to give you something else you'll love. He squatted slightly behind me, put his tip at my entrance, and slid his cock into my slut cut. I gasped and arched my back, this was exactly what I needed. He began with slow thrusts but soon was pounding against my ass and I felt him deep inside me.

"Mmm, you have a bigger dick than I imagined — but can you make me cum?"

"The better question is how many times can I make you cum," he growled.

We were about to find out. After taking my punishment I needed a good cum and he was about to give me one. My eyes rolled back in my head and I let out a long, low moan as I collapsed against the restraints and spasmed on him.

"Oh yeah, cum on me slut."

"Beat my insides with the head of that fat cock, man-child. Do it and I'll scream your name."

Grasping my hips tightly he thrust hard against me and repeatedly drove deep. Soon I was quivering against the restraints again.

That's it Brad, fuck me hard and deep, bruise me inside, Oh god, Brad, yes, Yes, YES! Fuuuuuuuuuck! I'm cumming Brad, cumming on your big cock! Oh, Braaaaaaad." I spasmed between him and the restraint, impaled on his cock.

"It's time to finish this, you slut," he growled. He reached up and undid my wrists from the restraint and then clipped them together behind my back.

"On your knees, bitch! You're going to choke on my cock!"

I was hoping he'd take my mouth again. After the first blowjob, he said he'd like to taste his cum on my breath again. I knelt and opened my mouth for him.

"My, my, my, you're an eager cocksucking whore, aren't you? Stick out your tongue."

I offered him my tongue and he slid his tip across it, it was dripping with his salty fluid and slid easily into my throat. He grabbed the back of my head and thrust his cock deep, holding it there until I struggled for breath. It was just what I wanted. He withdrew and gave me a chance to take a few, panting, breaths before driving it into my throat again.

"Bastard!" I yelled as he withdrew again, but he silenced me with his next thrust into my throat.

He pulled out, giving me a chance to catch my breath, and then thrust into my throat again as I moaned.

"Take it bitch, take it all!"

He pulled out of my throat but not my mouth, and I felt his warm fluid spill onto my tongue as he groaned and stroked his shaft. I moaned on him as I circled the tip with my tongue and gently sucked. He was spent, we were both exhausted and sweaty.

He moved around behind me and removed my stilettos, then swept me up into his arms and carried me to the bedroom. Placing me on the bed he rolled me to my side and unclipped my wrists, then rolling me onto my back he straddled my thighs and unbuckled the leather bands. Leaning forward, he slid the blindfold off my eyes.

There were tear trails down his cheeks and his hands were shaking. He bent down and gently kissed my cheeks where he had slapped my face.

"I'm sorry Regina, I don't know what came over me. I didn't mean to hurt you, but . . ."

He was crying now, his tears dripped onto my face. I grasped his face and pulled him in for a gentle kiss.

"You only did what I let you, what I needed, don't cry over this. I let it go too far for a first-timer, that's on me."

"I don't ever want to do that again, I scared myself," he sobbed and rolled off of me. I took him in my arms and let him sob.

"Why did you say that you needed that? I thought that was your old life."

"It's a long, sick, story that I won't burden you with. You need to understand that you did nothing wrong. The emotions you're feeling are normal."

"I'm never doing that again, don't ever ask me."

We looked into each other's eyes.

"Are you saying you want to be with me again?" I asked.

"Yes, I've never been with a woman like you before, not even my teacher."

"I'd like that, being with you again. I haven't felt this used since my porn days, and I've never been this used by just one man."

We lay there, exchanging soft kisses. He inhaled my breath, intoxicated by his scent in my mouth. We soon drifted off to sleep.