Chapter 14
The following evening I had a quick session with Harding at a local hotel.
I was beginning to tire of the on-again, off-again nature of my sex relationship with my boss.
I didn't like the fact that we would get together on short notice at a hotel, quickly go through the paces, then separate for the evening. It was getting to feel like no more than an extension of my work day.
That particular evening I gave him a quick blow job, which left me extremely cold. I at one time craved the white juices that spurted from his cock, but I didn't any more. The whole routine was becoming rather stale with me.
I felt the need to take a shower when I got home, but even cleaning my body didn't seem to help. I still had the memory of an uninspiring sex session to live with.
On top of everything else, Jimmy had gone out. I realized that once I started having sex with him I had lost all opportunity to discipline him in any way. How the hell could I tell him that he shouldn't go out with any chicks when I was fucking with him myself?
I decided to go to bed early. There wasn't anything particularly interesting on the television and since Jimmy wasn't around I knew of no other means of entertainment.
I removed my robe and turned off the light, lying in the buff against the sheets.
The longer I lay there, the more I got to thinking of the exciting sex session I had engaged in the night before. I kept thinking about how great it had been to truly cut loose. Oh, I had some misgivings about enjoying myself in Lesbianism, but not nearly as many as I had thought. I figured that I would feel terrible after the sex episode was completed and I had an opportunity to definitively analyze what I had done. But that wasn't proving to be the case. As things turned out, I wound up thinking about Edna's beautiful body and wondering what I would do if she gave me another opportunity to make love to it.
I then began to think about the erotic act of sodomy that had transpired between Jimmy and Edna. I had told Jimmy that I wouldn't consider having him fuck me in that manner, but now since I thought about things in greater detail, I was undergoing a change of heart.
I could see Edna's beautiful body twisting before me, and I kept thinking about how talentedly Jimmy had plunged his huge penis deep inside Edna's ass-hole. I remembered the way that Edna's ass had twisted ever so spectacularly with every piercing thrust that Jimmy delivered.
Soon I found myself letting my fingers trail down my legs and toward my snatch.
I began dipping my fingers into my love pit, and the longer that I let the fingers manipulate, the hotter I became.
Soon I orgasmed, my body twisting as the juices bolted out of me.
After orgasming, I lay back and relaxed, wondering what was getting me so turned on about the thought of Jimmy plunging his prick into Edna's cute, twisting ass-hole. Then I finally recognized that I had to face the truth. I was turned on for one reason-I wanted to get my own ass fucked by Jimmy.
He didn't get in until after midnight, and I had nervously tossed and turned in bed awaiting his arrival.
Once he made his way into the apartment, he walked quickly into his room.
I jumped up from the bed, totally in the nude, walking into his bedroom just as he was taking off his shirt.
I could tell from the crooked grin he gave me that he had been either smoking or drinking.
"Hello there, Brenda," he waved.
As I walked closer to him, I was able to detect the liquor on his breath.
"I guess you've been living it up," I said.
"You sure look beautiful naked."
He reached out and let his fingers come into contact with my breasts. He gave my nipples a firm twist, then let go.
"I'm glad you showed up naked," he said. "I guess maybe I've got just enough in me for one more fuck."
"Who have you been fucking with?"
"The same beautiful girl we both fucked last night."
"Edna is very lovely," I said.
"She's a real doll, and so are you," he asserted.
I watched with mounting desire as he removed his trousers, then his shorts. Once I got a look at the bulging erection, I realized that the only thing to do was to stretch out in bed and await the first penetration.
I lowered my body in the bed, looking up at him and exclaiming:
"I've been thinking about that ass fucking."
"That's fascinating. You mean you'd like it?"
"I believe I would."
"Now I've really got you burning on all cylinders," Jimmy laughed, a little drunkenly. "I'll go into the bathroom and get some vaseline."
I turned over on my stomach, spreading my legs and awaiting Jimmy's return.
He returned quickly, stroking his cock several times, then opening the Vaseline jar. He dipped his fingers into the jar, removing some Vaseline.
He slipped the Vaseline into my ass smoothly, preparing for his initial cock onslaught.
"I like attacking ass-holes," he said. "Particularly when they are as cute as yours."
He slipped his cock into my ass-hole quickly, causing a few spurts of pain to surface in my anus.
He meant business, as was obvious from the way he applied his peter, sending it surging forward into my ass-hole.
As his cock kept thrusting up my ass, he ran his fingers over my ass-cheeks. He liked pinching them, and the longer that he did so the harder he thrust his cock forcefully up my ass.
He drove his pecker at a furious pace, sending it surging high into my ass. I must say that after the first few thrusts, which definitely hurt, the rest was fun. I enjoyed the spirited determination that he exhibited as he kept pummeling me with his savage tool, allowing it to surge high into my ass.
"How do you like that for a fuck?" he asked. "It's pretty super."
"I figured you'd like it. Edna loves having her ass fucked, as you saw last night."
"You're really driving that prick into me. Oh, this is a wonderful sensation. I can't get enough of it. Keep on sending it into my ass."
Back and forth his burning pecker slid with magnificent skill and grace into my ass. He was penetrating me with everything that he had, moving ever closer to orgasm. He was excellent at self-control, since several times as he stood on the very verge of climax, he suddenly released his cock from my ass.
With great vigor he continued to propel himself forward. His breath was now coming in short gasps as he moved into the final stages of the act, pummeling me sharply with his spear, driving it zealously forward, eager to experience orgasm inside my hot ass-hole.
"This is great," he gasped. "I'm finding a lot of beauty inside this ass. I like its tightness. It's made to order for my cock. I'm glad you wanted it, honey. It's about time we've gotten your ass-hole into this picture. And a cute ass it is."
The throbbing, bulging instrument continued to slice eagerly into my butt, driving with fervent determination. He was moving ever closer to climax, sending the tool shooting into my rectum.
As he moved into the final stages, his fingers planted themselves firmly against my ass-cheeks. He pinched my firm ass skin as his penis continued to enter me, driving intently in and out of my hot ass.
"Hang on, because I'm going to spurt soon," he sighed. "I'm really going to finish fucking your ass in grand style. I'm going to unload my peter juices. You are going to love every bit of it, baby, right down until the final orgasm."
"I can hardly wait," I gasped. "Shoot the juices into me. I want the juices in my ass, darling. I want you to spurt them. Come on and release them, unload them, I want them, I really want them."
I was just about as desperate as he was. I wanted to feel his hot, white juices inside my ass.
As he continued to grip my ass-cheeks fervently, the white lava began to shoot out of the end of his hot cock.
"That's nice, oh, that's nice," he exclaimed. "What a beautiful orgasm, what a beautiful ass, what a swinging, groovy ass you've got."
He threw his arm around me and we kissed. It was one of those kisses of gratification, and we both had a whole lot to be grateful about.
It wasn't until he released his cock from my ass-hole that I recognized how much he had hurt me stabbing me with it, but I really didn't care all that much. If you have to get a little pain to receive that kind of magnificent pleasure, then that's the way it goes.