Chapter 15
Clara just couldn't seem to get enough of Rufus's huge, inflated cock.
She reached down with both hands, allowing her fingers to go to work once more on his pecker. She was overjoyed by the fact that it had scarcely gone down at all. All she had to do, she reasoned, was to pump a little more life into it and soon it would be standing proud and tall, just as tall as it always had been.
"Baby, I love those fingers," Rufus threw his head back and laughed. "Hot damned, you sure do love to fuck. That ass hole of yours sure can take it. I can pour my cock into you day and night and never stop.
What tight sensations. What a glorious butt you've got."
Rufus proceeded to prove his point by reaching out with both hands and slapping at Clara's ass cheeks. He began to grab hold of her hot ass, twisting and turning his fingers ever so quickly as he moved them resoundingly against her ass cheeks. He enjoyed every hot, stabbing finger stroke.
"Baby, I love what you're doing to me," she sighed. "Keep slapping at my butt and I'll keep playing with your dick."
"That's fair enough," he laughed.
A few quick, convincing finger strokes later, Clara removed her fingers from Rufus's pecker. At that very moment, he released his fingers from her ass cheeks.
Rufus sat there perched on his knees, wondering just what his lover was going to do next. Every now and then he would look down at his energetic peter and stroke it. He wanted to run his shiny, ebony cock inside of her one more time.
While Rufus watched, Clara gave him a whole lot more to be concerned about. She got up on her hands and knees, then began an impromptu burlesque routine, twisting her hips back and forth, sliding her buttocks around. He watched with hypnotic joy, and the longer that she continued to twist her buttocks, the more appetizing the act of screwing her became. He wanted to send his aroused penis inside of her ass hole. He wanted to grind it good and hard, to plunge his cock forcefully and devastatingly inside of her ass hole until every droplet of thick, spurting cream had shot from the end of his hot dick.
"Give me a nice fuck," she said. "One more time, Rufus, honey. You can do it again inside my ass hole. Come on, darling."
"First I want to run my finger up your ass," he laughed. "Let's really make this a beautiful one, baby."
"We will. As matter-of-fact, I'm gonna twist my ass even faster than before. I'm gonna prove absolutely irresistible to you."
"You're that right now."
"That's good. So finger fuck me, baby doll. Slam your finger up my ass hole."
He pushed his right index finger forward, letting it make its first slamming impact inside of her ass hole. He enjoyed the quick, twisting sensations that he sent forth in the form of his finger. He kept moving it, twisting it back and forth, grinding it inside of her ass hole. The faster that he manipulated it, the quicker that her whole body twisted. Clara enjoyed each and every quick, receptive movement that he ignited with his finger.
Rufus kept up his finger stabs for a few more minutes. When he released his finger from her ass hole, he decided it was time to unleash his burning cock once more. He wanted to grind it into her ass hole. He wanted to plunge it ever so hard and once more experience the delightful sensations of a wild juice stream. The juices were stored up once more in his cock and balls. He knew that the juices would just have to spill, and that once he shoved his prick inside of her ass hole that it-could only be a question of time before of the white, blazing semen would spill.
"Come on, now's the time to fuck me," Clara encouraged.
Rufus watched smilingly as once more she started to rotate her buttocks. As she remained perched on all fours, he admired once again the construction of her beautiful body. He felt so happy that he had had the opportunity to score not once but twice inside of her ass hole, and that he was now being given the opportunity to go for three.
He pushed his dick diligently forward. He rammed it inside her ass hole, working his cock back and forth, flipping it with great magnificence as it rammed inside her hot ass.
"Ohhh, fuck my ass hole," she gulped. "Baby doll, screw me. Ohhh, screw my ass. Sweetheart, really send it inside me. Honey, go faster, faster. Do it as fast as you can. Just drive it inside my hot ass. Come on, really slam it. Slam your cock inside my ass hole."
The faster that Clara twisted her buttocks, the more rapidly that Rufus sent his burning cock working inside of her ass hole. He kept on maintaining crisp contact, driving his hard, burning spear deep inside of her anus. The faster that he stroked her ass hole, the closer that he moved himself toward another orgasm. Clara could hear the sounds of his rapid-fire breathing. She knew that the thick, dazzling, white juices were about set to once more spray from the end of his hot, ready cock.
"Come on, unload inside me," she encouraged steadily. "Just release those juices from your prick. Baby doll, ohhh, that semen is really gonna shoot. Baby doll, ohhh, it's gonna spray out of there.
Sweetheart, yeah, it's really gonna spill."
His hard, charging cock kept on blasting, driving inside of her. As he moved nearer, he reached out and slapped at her buttocks. He slapped good and hard, maintaining quick, steady contact. A few stabs later, the burning white semen began to spill out of the end of his sturdy spear.
"Ahhh, this is the life," Rufus gulped. "I'm juicing in you again, darling. What an ass you've got."
Clara kept twisting her ass cheeks and hips back and forth until the last few droplets of Rufus's semen had spilled from his rod. As he removed his cock, she stretched out on her back, badly in need of a little bit of rest. After all, her ass was good and sore by that time, having experienced a good deal in the way of quick, convincing fucking from Rufus.
"I'm gonna run my fingers inside of your mound," Rufus said. "I'm gonna play with your pussy. Honey, with all that beautiful fucking you gave me, I'm gonna give you a nice reward. You sampled my cock. Rufus has a long, red tongue, too, and he'd just love to sink it into your pink slit. Are you ready for that kind of action, dear?"
"Of course I am. Rufus, you just never run out of ideas."
Rufus's finger worked its way inside of her nest. Back and forth he stroked, allowing his fingers to drive convincingly into her pussy. He kept moving his fingers brilliantly inside of her snatch. The more rapidly that he applied his fingers inside of her pussy, the more that she desired receiving his quick, stiff, jolting movements inside of her snatch. She wanted to receive every sensation from his and he was ever so eager to do just that.
"Baby, suck my mound," she said. "You've done enough. You've got me about as excited as I can get. So you can suck me right now. Darling, ohhh, wield your tongue. Just slide it inside me. Slide it into my slit."
"Hang on, darling. Here comes Rufus. He's gonna pour his tongue into your hot slit. Baby, you're gonna be smoking by the time I get through with you. My tongue is just gonna charge into your pussy. It's gonna keep charging until every drop of the white juice shoots. How do you like the sound of that, honey?"
"I like it fine."
"That's good. So we'll really get it going now. I'm really gonna push it. I'm gonna plunge my tongue real nice."
Rufus dropped his head down between his lover's legs. His fingers moved soothingly over her thighs. Rufus liked the way that Clara's legs were quivering. He could tell that she was agitated, ready to receive some swift, decisive tongue strokes from him.
"Come on, suck me," she sighed. "Baby, move your tongue. Really push it inside me. Sweetheart, come on, plant your tongue inside my mound. Work it, baby."
Rufus let his long, red, twisting tongue go to work inside of his lover's mound. His tongue kept on probing against her love button, and every time that he touched it, she would heave a deep sigh. She enjoyed the hot strokes that he sent inside of her. Back and forth he kept moving his tongue, planting it eagerly, sliding it with graceful ease as he worked it deep into her nest. All the while, as he continued his probing, Rufus saw just how closely he was drawing his lover to climax. She panted wildly, her hips flinging bank and forth as his tongue kept working. He probed with it ever so gently, driving it deep inside her nest, manipulating rapidly as he pushed her ever nearer to the grand point of orgasm.
"Baby, a few more strokes," she exclaimed. "That's all you've got to do. Just keep your tongue moving. Come on and slide it inside me. Darling, work it real nice."
Rufus's tongue kept on swinging, making its quick, steady contact with her pussy. A few stabs later, as her body rocked back and forth on the bed, Rusus heard a loud gasp. He braced himself, knowing at that particular moment that the juices would be igniting from her pussy.
"Darling, here we go," she confirmed, nodding eagerly.
The juices shot from Clara's mound. Rufus went to work, his tongue twisting back and forth. He swallowed every drop of her juice, then removed his tongue from her pussy.
"I hope you have some more trouble with your TV soon," Rufus grinned. "Of course, in a way I don't, because I stand behind my work. But I sure as hell would love to have another shot at your beautiful pussy. We really had ourselves some fun today."
"That can't be denied," Clara smiled. Clara wanted to demonstrate to Rufus one more time just how much she liked him. So she threw her arms around him, then let her lips lock against his.