Chapter 10
"I've been thinking about fucking you, all afternoon," Jill smiled. "I can almost feel your monster cock punishing my naughty pussy already. See how wet and ready I am?"
Her polished nail stole into the golden triangle between her swelling thighs, nudging her lust-swollen cunt lips apart. Van's cock grew long, stretching out toward her, when his eyes riveted on her moist flesh and the quivering opening to her cock hole.
"Play with it," he said softly. "It turns me on to see a woman masturbating. I'm always surrounded by hot chicks, at work. They all want to screw my cock, like rabbits. But I like to take it slow and easy. I like erotic teasing. Visual things. Any stupid country clod can get it up and stick it in a wet cunt."
Jill nodded, understanding what he wanted. She turned on even more with the realization that she had found a man to whom sexual realization were more than just a quick up and in, and pound it off.
She lay back against the quilted headboard of the huge round sex pad and lifted her knees, parting her legs slowly and lewdly. Her fingers brushed her dress up over the smoothness of her stomach. She could feel her erect clit pushing impatiently out of its nest. Her eyes watched the steady pulsing of his cock quicken with his excitement when she ran her finger into her wet slit and parted the full folds of sweet cunt-flesh.
Waves of goose bumps spread over her open thighs, rising up out of her pubic mound and spreading over her trembling stomach. The slick walls of her cunt contracted, hard, around her middle finger. She moved it slowly, teasingly, like a small and curious prick exploring hesitantly into the moist darkness. The scent of her hot pussy seemed to fill the whole bedroom.
Van undressed while he watched her finger fuck herself for him. He moved to the wall beside the bed and pressed a concealed switch. A panel moved smoothly aside. He lifted out two small silver cups filled with a brownish, warm liquid.
"Drink this," he said, handing her one of the cups. "It's an aphrodisiac that makes you feel like you could fuck forever. It's harmless, Jill. I'm drinking with you. Right?"
She willingly swallowed the sweet liquid and leaned back again. Van reached inside the panel and dimmed the room lights until only a faint reddish glow touched their figures and made the moistness of her cunt gleam sexily.
Jill tugged her dress over her head with one quick motion. She moved to lay back on the bed, but Van caught her hand and pulled her over to stand beside him.
"You didn't expect straight sex from a man like me, did you. The old missionary position-man-over-woman kind of fucking? Not from someone like me!"
He pressed another button inside the panel. Jill heard the faint hum of electric motors. A section of the ceiling lifted, and rotated back out of sight. Through the opening, two white silken ropes descended, the ends wrapped around thick metal rings covered with soft red leather.
"Wha-what is this for?" Jill asked in surprise. She stood naked, hot, ready, and staring at the odd apparatus, her hand gripping his thick cock.
"You are going to slide your lovely legs through those rings, and swing suspended over me. Whether I'm sucking on your sweet cunt or fucking it, you can control your body movements, perfectly, with this-"
Another silken cord slid down from the ceiling. At its end was a small box with little pearl buttons in a short row that would fit under the sweep of her thumb.
"Press the buttons and you'll go up or down or swing slowly over me. You can move just a fraction of an inch at a time. See the possibilities?"
Jill felt her cunt burn with excitement. "Yes. Yes!" she murmured. "It will give me perfect control over your cock, fucking my pussy. I can move up and down and take every inch of you, or just the very tip, or ... oh, Van! Let's start NOW! I can feel that drink heating me up, inside. My cunt itches. I want to fuck and fuck!"
Jill thrust her legs through the rings, and pushed one of the pearl buttons. Her breath caught in her throat as she was smoothly lifted up in the air, to swing slowly over the center of the bed. Her snatch was held open and ready by the soft leather rings circling the white flesh of her thighs.
"Oh, God," she moaned. "I feel like I'm coming already, and you haven't touched me at all! Lie down. Please. Hold your cock straight up and let me slide my cunt down on it."
Van slid onto the bed, laying spread-eagled, jacking his cock with one hand. Jill stared down at him, intently, watching his thick foreskin cover and then reveal the reddish head of his cock. Thick juice oozed out of the long slit at the end of his dick. She swallowed hard. Jill shuddered in anticipation of feeling that warm knob opening the quivering entrance to her cock holder. It seemed she could feel the walls of her pussy yielding to the meaty thickness of him. Her cunt was flaming hot, wildly itching with an urge to screw that made her fingers shake and fumble with the unfamiliar buttons. She pressed one and then another, swooping high and then dropping to almost touch the bed. The arm supporting the rings swung her in a long arc, up and down over his body.
"Damn it!" she whimpered hotly. "I'll never learn to run this thing right."
Van smiled, slowly stroking his huge pulsing rod and gazing up at her pussy trickling her juice down to gather in silvery drops on the outer edges of her cunt lips. "You'll get it, in a minute. Take it easy. My cock can wait. The view of your cunt, from down here, would give a brass monkey an aching set of balls!"
Jill positioned herself with her gaping cunt directly over the up-thrusting head of his monster. She held her breath and lowered her pussy until her wet lips brushed against the very tip of his dick.
"Mmmmm." she murmured. "I see why you designed this sling. It's-it's like teasing a man in no way possible without these rings, and yet, if I want to I can slam every bit of your cock right to the bottom of me. Ooooooo!"
Van said nothing. He lay there, rigid. Waiting. Her cunt came down another inch. Jill bit her lips, holding her breath. Her hand shook on the buttons. He took his hand away from his tool and clasped his fingers behind his head. Her cunt muscles throbbed with quick little spasms.
"My God, this is so sexy," Jill breathed. "I'm driving myself insane with this teasing."
Her body shook with her desire to feel all of him deep inside her snatch. She fumbled the control. The motor whined sharply, dropping her body a full eight inches.
"OOooooo," Jill gasped. Her feet hit the bed. Her cunt sank down over his shaft, ramming every hard inch up inside her cunt. She frantically pushed another button and his rod slid smoothly out of her as she swung up in the air and away from him.
Jill muttered with impatience. She over controlled her swing and when her body descended again, her open cunt came down on his face. Her little yelp of delighted surprise was absorbed by the heavy drapes, to be replaced in a split second by the sucking, slurping sound of his mouth.
The rings held her open so widely her clit stuck out like a miniature prick. His white teeth nibbled on her meaty nubbin, sending erotic waves of pleasure coursing through her.
"Make your tongue stiff. Stick it way out," she pleaded. "I'm going to get this right, and make you fuck my hole with that fantastic tongue."
In a moment, she had the motion down pat. Her cunt lifted and fell with exquisite slowness and precision, opening for his tongue tip and closing when she rose just an inch or two in the air.
"Aahhhmmm," she sighed. "That feels heavenly! Reach up, Van, and swing me back and forth so your tongue moves all the way up and down my clit ... yes, oh, yes, yes ... like that. Oh! That feels so damn good. Why-why don't I want to come, when you've got me going so hard this way? It's that darn drink. It's fucking up all my nerves!"
"You'll come when you're really ready to," Van assured her. Sexy rumblings came from deep within him. He licked and sucked her flaming cunt until Jill simply could not stand to hang up in the air, so distant from the warmth of his body.
She lowered herself and slipped her legs out of the rings. With a wild cry of utter abandon she threw herself on his muscular body. Her hands frantically stuffed his iron hard rod in her creaming hole. Her nails dug into the flesh of his waist. Her cunt mound rubbed madly against the base of his cock, forcing all of him into her clenched hole. Jill rode up and down on the long shaft, crying and gritting her teeth, her hair flying wildly around her flushed face. Her climax was just out of her reach. Her cunt juice whipped white and frothy with her frantic fucking efforts to screw herself into an orgasm.
"Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt!" she panted, her eyes glassy and unfocused. Her breasts bounced, her nipples sticking straight out, as hard as flint.
Van rode out her storm. His cock grew red as fire. It twitched and jerked its swollen length against her inflamed clit. Jill lost control. She wept and laughed at the same time. She leaped up off his body, only to fall on her knees beside him and seize his cock with both hands and beat up and down on his stiff rod. She mounted him, backwards, ramming him into her cunt sheath. Her round asshole pouted at him, while her hips swung in long, sweeping strokes, bottoming him, dragging him out to the very end of her fuckhole, ramming him back in to sit down hard on him. The sweat coursed down her body in silvery streams.
"Come. Come. Come!" she chanted, her voice cracking and harsh. She leaped to her feet and whirled around, to crash down on his body, thrusting his cock back into her cunt again. "You have to COME!! I want to feel you blast into my cunthole."
Her pleas fell on deaf ears. He just got harder and fucked her, very steadily, showing no signs of ever climaxing. She jerked away from him, falling on the bed, groggily, on her hands and knees.
Her voice sounded so weird to her. Rough. Commanding. Like a whore bitch in heat. "Fuck my ass!" she grated. "Ram that thing up my shit hole. Fuck my asshole! Fuck it, I tell you!!"
Her hips waggled lewdly. Her cunt flowed a river of juice down the ivory columns of her thighs.
He moved around behind her, lifting his heavy cock and aiming it at her puckered brown butthole. With a quick snap of his hips, he pronged his rigid dork in between her butt cheeks, clear into her shit chute as far as he could push. He held her rigidly still, gasping and working her body up and down on his long rod.
"Arghhh!" he groaned. "Shit! Now I WANT to come! My balls are ready to burst. Work your butt. Fuck back at me. Do it! Do it!"
Their lungs ached with strain, gulping for oxygen to feed the fires raging within them. Jill fell forward, crashing down on the firm mattress, her butt working frantically against the burning rape of her asshole by his monstrous cock. Her clenched fists beat on the bed. Hot tears soaked the pillow. Even when he gasped and blasted his load of scalding hot cum in her hole, she kept on raking her butt against his softening cock, pleading for her climax.
She rolled away from him and turned to grab his head and jamb it between her legs. Her eyes were wide and wild. The drink was still inflaming her with lust, burning her cunt up, swelling her shaking breasts.
"Eat me. Suck my cunt off," she screamed. "I'll go mad if I don't get off soon!"
Even though he had just come, Van was still so hot he pulled her legs achingly wide and rammed her cunt against his mouth, sucking her into a wailing frenzy of desire for relief from the burning, itching sensations. Her cunt seemed to seize his tongue and to pull it clear out of his mouth.
"Use your teeth," she rasped. "Bite me. Hurt me. Hurt me!" She grabbed him by his ears and shook his head. She moaned and rocked against him. He chewed furiously on her flaming hot cunt lips, tugging them out and away from her body, only to have them slip out of his mouth when she lunged up and down. Her fingers forced their way into her hole, beside his tongue. She grabbed his hand and shoved his thumb into her wet asshole.
"Aaeeiii!" she screamed. Her body stiffened. The color drained from her cheeks. Her skin turned cold and clammy. Her orgasm pounded her down into the bed, knocking the breath out of her. Jill went limp. Silent. Still.
Van slowly pushed himself off the bed. He stood looking down at her. "God, Almighty! You have got to be the hottest female I've run across since my mother got stoned and damn near fucked me to death." He wiped the sweat from his face. "I dunno if I want to unleash you on my Club members. You'd make every other chick in the show look like a damn nun!"