We inch closer and take in our sex, able to cut through the perfume and aftershave the scent of our insides want out, threatening to fog us in caged and helpless, a pair of animals drawn close by each other’s heat."
Lanie age 25 separated from her husband in heavy debt in Allen Tx, her husband's idea of starting a arty little magazine seemed so glamorous. It had been glamorous until she started work. The close knit, tight publication that she had dreamed of cutting her teeth and becoming a journalist in didn't exist. Rather, the arty little magazine felt more like a boiler room and the hyper-competitive atmosphere is off putting. As ad revenues got harder to come by, journalism took a beating. The idea of collaboration and mentorship faded behind a new reality – if you don't get page views, you don't keep your business. Consequently, their pay was our extremely low and almost no revenue to pay bills. Her husband walked out on her leaving her in a dingy apartment. She got a job at Macy's so she could pay her bills. On a lonely whim, she decided to put herself out there and so she made a profile on a popular online job site. Lots of her friends had tried it and a few even found great jobs online. But she hadn't tried it. My HR recruiter seen Lanie's profile and called me. I checked her profile out and sent her a couple of messages. I wrote her, about the things I found interesting about her profile, about interviewing her for a job, and meeting me to discuss the details. She logged out after reading my messages, she resisted for almost an hour before she logged back in to reply to me.
The next time she logged in, I had written her a longer reply, and so it went for over a week. We'd send each other two or three messages a day. When I insisted that she meet me for a drink, she said yes. We chose to meet on a Thursday, just a few blocks away from where she lived. I was older than she expected, I was dressed perfectly in a blazer and tailored trousers and I was taller than she expected. She never imagined meeting a guy 30 years older then her. I walked her to a booth in the back of the bar, we chatted and she opened up to me about her marriage problems, her failed business, and the mountain of debt. She also confessed loosing her virginity to a boyfriend when she was 16. " It was horrible, uncomfortable and awkward. I had her a piece paper with the address of my condo and the key.
I tell her to go to my condo and prepare for our meeting later. Lanie looks at me in shock then we leave the bar. Iknow my cock is not small, but Lanie is horny and needs to be fucked. I open the bathroom door and slip inside. I shut and lock it in the same motion, then quickly remove my pants and and shirt. I drop them to the floor, where Lanie's clothes lay in a heap, and push down my boxers. I face the shower, flex my hands, and then open the shower door. Lanie whirls, her eyes wide, her mouth dropping open in shock. The bar of soap she is holding squirted out of her hand and hit the wall. Her gaze dropped to my waist. She gasps, and her eyes met mine again. I step into the shower and gripped her by her arms.
" Wha-?! John!" she gasps, whatever her objections might have been, my lips sealed them in as they laid firmly over her mouth. I let go of her arms, but only to grip her hips. My hands ran down the outside of her smooth thighs, and she gasps against my mouth, ready with another denial. My tongue poked inside, and she mumbled against it. I bent my knees, so my penis is below the cleft of her thighs. Then I pull her legs open and shove my pelvis forward. I watch her as her eyes got wide, and her hands curled into claws and went for my face. I let go of her thighs, certain that my weight wouldn't let her close them again, and grabbed her hands, raising them above her head and manacling them with my fingers. She wiggled frantically, but that only succeeded in rubbing my penis against her vaginal folds, and tears filled her eyes as she realized she would never escape my hold. I'm bigger and stronger than she is, even though her height topped 5'10. She made another unintelligable noise against my mouth, and closed her eyes against the triumph in my eyes. I rotated my hips, seeking her entrance, and slipped in. I'm huge. She gasps, and her legs wrapped around my waist, tightening in an effort to stop my gradual slide. I simply shove my hips forward, harder, and pushed in. I groan as her tight walls stretched around my thick shaft. I feel the tightness in her body. Taste the salt of her tears as my mouth ravaged hers. I pull back and push forward again, and slip in more. Lanie made a frantic noise against my mouth and twisted her hands in my iron grasp. I undulated my hips at a fast pace, and only stop when I can go no further. Then I wiggled my hips-which made her gasp and arch her back-in an effort to find a more comfortable position. Once I'm settled, I begin to fuck her leisurely. My mouth still ravaged hers, and her legs are still wrapped around my hips. I pull out then push back in. After the seventh stroke Lanie made a purring sound deep in her throat. I feel a thrill of excitement race up my spine.
She is beginning to enjoy it. I speed up the pace, as Lanie moans louder. Pressed firmly against me, I feel her heartbeat in her chest. Her breasts feel wonderful -so soft. Then her tongue attacked me, as she begins kissing me back. In a few more seconds, I can't believe when I feel her hips push against me as I push into her. I stroked in and out a few more times, making sure she really is meeting my every thrust, then I open my eyes and stare down into her face. Her eyes flickered open, a bit dazed, but they met mine and didn't close again. Instead she watched me as I thrust in and out of her. She mumbles something against my lips. I pull back just enough to ask, " Are you going to be quiet?" She nodded. I drew my mouth away from hers. She gasps, panting, and said breathlessly, " Oh my god John, how can you do this?" I release her hands and grip her hips. I brace my legs wider, opening her up more, and levered her above my cock. " Because I can," I said, my voice husky. I pull out all the way, then ram my huge cock back up inside her. She cries out, back arching, hands going to my shoulders. Her hips undulating against me. I smile nastily and bent my head to take a breast into my mouth. " Oh John." She gasps. " I can't believe we're doing this. Why would you?" She moans and licks her lips, her fingernails biting into my shoulders as I thrust faster and deeper. I lift my head and look into her dazed lustful eyes. " You are so fucking delicious I couldn't stand another hour without tasting you." I bent my head and took her mouth, thrusting my tongue inside. Her tongue immediately attacked mine, and she dug her heels into my buttocks, squeezing me, pulling me deeper into her. Her chest is heaving, and little whimpers vibrated in her throat. I slide my hands down beneath her butt, gripping the round, smooth flesh, and I squeeze them, then lifted her higher. I angled our bodies and thrust into her in a more direct way. This drove her crazy. She tore her mouth from mine, let her head fall back to the shower wall, and moaned. " John. Oh John. Deeper. Oh deeper. Harder. Fuck me faster. Jam that huge cock inside my juicy cunt."
I'm surprised by her dirty talk, but it turns me on immensely. I obey her demand and slam into her. My face set into hard, stern lines, as I watch her white skin mottle and turn red, a blush rising up from her breasts. Her pussy is gripping my cock tight like a vise, her hips pushing against me desperately. She moans and mumbles mindlessly.
" Oh god John. Oh god oh god oh god. Yes! Oh fuck yes! Faster. Faster John. Faster!" She is wild with lust. He groaned his sisters name, and then ground his penis inside her. She climaxed suddenly, her vagina fisting around his huge cock. She screamed out, cursing, crying his name in ecstacy. "YES! Oh YES! YES DANTE YES! FUCK ME! OH! OH! OH! Her hips ground back against him, her head thrashing from side to side. The water ran over their heated bodies, slicking their skin. Then Dante came, jerking against her, shooting his cum deep inside her womb. His chest mashed her breasts, his mouth locked onto hers as he thrust into her, emptying his load; her tight, greedy pussy milked him dry. Finally, when their orgasms left them breathless and limp and replete, Dante pulled out of his sister, waited until her legs were firm enough to hold her weight, then winked at her flushed face, pressed a quick, casual kiss to her lips, and slipped from the shower.
I waited for Lanie in the bedroom, before Lanie could fully understand what was happening, I pull the towel off her, leaving her naked, grabbed her hips and lifted her up, pulling her back against my body. Lanie gave a yelp, startled and glanced down at my hands holding her. Then the reality of her position dawned on her, she feels her stomach sink and turn over. I push her forward against the wall, with my knee pushing against and between her knees, forcing them apart and spreading her legs. She is tilted a bit more and her legs are now wide apart, one either side of my thighs, while my cock is now pressed firmly along her slit. I'm sliding my cock up and down her pussy, the sensation in her pussy become a lot more noticeable as her body liked this feeling, and she feels liquid heat pooling inside her, lubricating her, starting to adjust in anticipation of what is coming again. She feels the big cock head brush against her, slide forward and jutting between her legs, Again Lanie is held effortlessly while I rub back and forth slowly, teasing her pussy, reminding her body that an invasion is coming. Too nervous to look down at the junction of her legs where the warmth is emanating, afraid that she might faint if she actually saw my cock again, she looks at the wall. Lanie is breathing hard and her juices are flowing. She is wet and helpless, and is feeling tiny and altogether a woman as I hold her, continuing to rub my cock up and down. Her pussy lips are now parting. I push the tip of my cock gently against her pussy lips over the head of my cock, preparing to enter her. I begin moving back and forth in small rocking motions, while gently sliding into her. She feels herself stretching, easing onto it, fitting more in and still more. She had thought she'd been filled with cock before but now decided that her husband is a toddler, barely worth worrying about.
She is panting hoarsely now, her muscles clenching around my long thick sword that is being driven into her. She feels rough hair scratching across her sensitive lips and realized that I'm finally fully embedded within her. She feels full, totally taken over by this second invasion, the occupying force taking full control of her, leaving her nothing to do but observe and feel as it consolidated its conquest and starts to ravage her again. I settled down to work. My hands held her firmly in place, while my hips start to move, pulling my cock slowly out, and then returning. I'm very considerate, she thought hysterically, I'm giving her time to adjust. But not much time she realized as my thrusts start increasing in tempo. Not that it mattered. She is now riding my cock easier, letting it drill in, relaxing and letting it withdraw. Flexing her muscles to welcome it back again as I return. She quickly realized that with that much cock inside of her, rubbing against many hyper-sensitive nerve endings, she is going to orgasm. On it went, long slow thrusts, followed by faster thrusts and then returning to those long slow intrusions that so sweetly scraped against her. How long had I been fucking her, she wondered. It feels like years but can't have been more than a minute or so. She feels me accelerating and decided that I must be due to come soon. She hears a groan and feels the heavy crash of my cock slamming home and then feels my cum flooding inside her, the hot liquid and the last desperate thrusts enough to send her spiraling down into her own orgasm, shuddering and convulsing against the weapon that has impaled her.
She came down from her orgasm, waiting for me to withdraw, wanting to be alone with the aftermath of her orgasm. Waited, then feels my hands twisting her around my still hard rod, one hand leaving her hip, sliding down and catching her leg, lifting it and rotating her, still firmly affixed to my penis, until she is facing me.
She sat there on my massive cock, stunned, looking at me, I had just used her and apparently I'm intending to keep on doing so. She shudders, as I grin down at her, then I reach around and drag first one leg up and around me and then the other, never giving her a chance to get off my cock, her weight keeping her pressed down on it. Now that she is straddling me, I grab her arms and pull them up to my neck and growled at her to hold on. Then she feels my cock twitching upward again, pressing my cock further into her pussy, as though it isn't already buried as deep as any cock can get. My greedy mouth reached down and starts sucking on her breasts, moving from one to the other, muzzling them, licking and sucking. " I'm going to have bruises there," she thought fuzzily. " She is enjoying the feeling of my mouth on her breasts but she knows she is going to have bruises. Then I start to fuck her again. Wasn't once enough. Apparently not, because she feels my rhythm building bouncing her up and down, while she clung desperately, clutching onto me for all she is worth as that relentless thrusting starts again, tenderising her inner flesh, taking her over. Like a swimmer lost in a raging sea, all she can do is cling to her perceived sanctuary while the waves battered and tossed her, and if they were internal waves of my cocks making, so be it. She is still helpless before them and can only hope to ride out the storm.
She no longer cares if she lives or dies. She just wants to feel the storm, rejoice in the storm, let the storm gather her up and carry her away. I helped her with this, relentlessly slamming her into submission, using my cock as a weapon, driving her before me, subduing her, making her mine. All too soon for her it ended, with another flood of hot seed sending her through the storm into her orgasm, and the spiraling down from her orgasm to a strange stillness. She slowly gathered her thoughts together, and at the same time feels me lift her up off my cock and place her on the bed. I growled at her to stay there and I turned and quietly left the room. As she gathered her wits about her, " One hour? Is that all? It felt like an eternity. She has never met a cock so big before. Telling me to stop wouldn't have made any difference. I obviously decided I wanted some pussy and she was it. Now she is gathering up her clothes.
story by: horny fox
Author: horny fox
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