Monique - Schooled for sex

Resting the weight of my body on the chair and on the nape, I grabbed for the elastic of her panties. They felt silky and taut, and when I pulled them down her soggy crotch slipped down into my face. The warm wet spot was right against my mouth, and for a moment I let it stay there so I could suck the juices out of the material. But why settle for a sample when the main supply is so near at hand. Her ass appeared like two moons over the horizon, vast and white, and when she condescended to move a little I was able to push her panties away over her thighs. Now her cunt dangled overhead in the shade, a hairy creature exuding that fine, heady aroma that made me wild with horniness. As soon as my tongue prised the thick labia apart, a veritable cloudburst of juice rained down on my face, all the passion fluids that had accumulated there from the time she had entered my room. It dropped into my mouth, slid up my nose, blinded me, and I pressed my face in all the more passionately for it. Now both of us were sucking noisily. It became like a competition to see who would undo the other first. However, Nora needed my cock up her pussy more than she needed it down her throat, and pretty soon she signaled me to get to work.

With pleasure. My cock was hard as tempered steel, out of its sheath and ready to attack, Nora gave it one last kiss and luxuriously spread herself out over the floor. I asked if she wouldn't prefer the bed, but she said: "No, I want it to hurt me!" I remained standing for a little longer, partly to let the blood rush out of my head, partly to drink in the voluptuous sight of her nakedness. Her big tits had rolled back toward her armpits, big gelatinous masses of flesh, tipped with brown nipples that stood out like sore thumbs, literally. Two whale-shaped thighs lay web apart, raised by a pair of strong calves, and her hands were at her loins to entice me inside. They rubbed and stroked, parted the hairy bps, and all the while her hips were bobbing up at me.

Another second's delay and she might have resorted to violence. I moved in on top of her and my cock was sucked into a pussy that was a veritable cave of earthly delights. Just as a child can sense whether it's loved or not, so my cock sensed how deeply her pussy appreciated its presence. It did its best to expand to fill all of her, but that wasn't so easy. So I started to jiggle it about inside her and to come in from different sides. Now she started to appreciate me all over. "Yes, that's it, scratch me in there!" she grunted, banging her loins against mine and grabbing hold of my ass with both hands to force me in even deeper. "That feels so wonderful, so great, just like somebody scratching your back feels, you know what I mean? Oh Joe, dig into it, fuck me, fuck me as hard as you can. I need it so badly. Yes, yes, and you're so big, just my kind of guy. Ah, that was a good one, hit me there again now, to the left!"

I did my best to follow her suggestions, but after a while her constant talking became annoying. "Could you keep quiet for a while?" I asked, stopping all bodily motion for a moment. "I'm really enjoying fucking you, but your tongue keeps wagging and distracting me."

"I'm sorry, Joe, I didn't mean to upset you. But when you come in from high your cock bumps into the exact spot. That's the way, oh yes, right down!" And so it went on. One second it was the floor of her cunt, then the ceilings, then the side walls, and eventually she wanted my cock to telescope so it could get into her womb. My irritation with her grew at the expense of my passion. I put up with it for as long as I could and then, when I had been too sorely tried, I exploded.

"Shut up you fucking big-mouthed bitch!" I yelled. I reared up and slapped her right across the face. "You want me to lose my erection or something?"

"God forbid! But-"

"Shut up." I slapped her again, twice, hard, stinging blows that echoed through the room. Instead of getting upset she started to moan with ecstasy. And instead of angering me, the slapping became an integral part of my lust. Once her face was blood red with continued slapping, I told her to get on her hands and knees. "Now grovel you slut!" I hissed. "Grovel, stick your ass up in the air and kiss the ground! You're lucky a man like me would fuck you. You know you're not worth it, don't you!"

"Yes, oh yes, I know I'm just a piece of shit!" she sobbed, her voice high with passion. I started to beat on her ass, long-hauled hits that left red impressions of my hand on her white, quivering cheeks. At the same time I rode her like a cowboy, digging my cock deep into her greedy cunt, making it slurp and fart and making her cringe all the more. This was the life! I loved to see her big ass ripple with my slaps. Here was a real ass, a woman's ass, not one of those boy's bums that I saw so often in the Moorehead school. Big and full and soft, great hams that only needed to be tapped to ripple from one end to the other. Her tits dangled down so that her nipples chafed against the rug, and those tits excited me just as much. I grabbed for them a couple of times to savage them with milking motions, and each time I did she screamed out with joy. As long as I kept my cock moving in and out of her cunt, all the rest was gravy for her. Squeezing, slapping, fucking, and frothing at the mouth with abandonment, I kept her rising steadily. She started with small orgasms, mere firecrackers, and gradually moved on to small bombs, big bombs, nuclear ones, the works! Toward the end she was out of control, screaming and yelling obscenities, wiggling her ass, writhing about with her face on the floor, fucking me as hard as I was fucking her. I beat her ass till it was red all over, flaming with pain, and even then I couldn't stop. I was like a jockey whipping his mount over the finish line and then whipping it into the winner's circle. Nora wanted it all the way to the stable as well. Several times I had to shove my dick deep into her so that the sensitive glands would be protected against stimuli. And while I rested my cock she demanded more action, more pain and humiliation!

My arms grew tired before my cock did. I was hitting her with closed fists to keep her happy, and my cock had become a secondary part of the whole twisted process. Nora was cursing me out from all angles, dragging my ancestry, my relationship with my mother, and my intellect into the fray, and stomping on them ruthlessly. The more she insulted me the more I beat her. I came, and that didn't stop it. Now at least I could pub out and get a good shot at her face. I dragged her up by the hair and snapped her head back to deliver a haymaker. At that point she smiled beatifically and told me I was the greatest lover ever.

"What?" I said, dumbfounded.

"That was beautiful, Joe. You're a real he-man," she said, falling around my neck and kissing me. "Let's do it one more time. I love the way you do me! Come on, once more, what do you say?" Her cunt was moving against my cock most suggestively, and she was rubbing her tits into my chest.

"Er… let's have a cigarette first," I suggested.

"You can smoke while you fuck me," she said feverishly. "I'll get you hard again, Joe, don't worry about that. All you have to do is tell me you want me again. Aren't I the most passionate fuck you've had?"

"Yes, you are that." Damn it! I didn't feel like fucking right then. I was tired, run down, my cock hung between my legs like an old pickle, and on top of all that she didn't make a very pretty sight. Her face was red and swollen, there were bruises all over her arms and shoulders, and her cunt drooled with my sperm. No, I had to recover psychically before I could even hope for an erection. "But you have to give me ten minutes grace before the next bout."

"I'll wait," she said brightly. She lay on the unmade bed and began to play with her pussy. She dipped one finger into her runny hole and then smeared the sperm all over the insides of her cunt, over her belly and her thighs, and when that whole area was greasy she rubbed herself up with both hands. Her body started to undulate, less suggestively than commandingly, and her eyes were fixed on mine. I smoked in earnest. When the cigarette was less than half an inch long Nora started to smile broadly and opened her cunt up for me to enter once more. I couldn't do it! Once was more than enough. There was nothing for it but to throw her out, much as I hated to hurt her feelings.