Veronica King - Brenda_s last fling

"I like to take my time when I fornicate, honey. That way you'll always come back for more. A good, lazy fuck is the best, an all-night job."

He dragged her into the living room and stripped her quickly and expertly, taking the time to fold her clothes neatly over a chair. She stared at him, feeling oddly locked in place as though his precise movements exercised some kind of control over her in spite of the raging heat his touch had evoked. His valet-like neatness seemed to be a signal to her that said, "Wait… Don't move until I give the command." She suddenly thought of a confident, smiling lion tamer dangling a whip over the head of a clawing, howling cat, a dangerous feline creature whom he did not fear because it was completely in his spell.

She forgot everything as she watched him strip off his shorts and finger the long thick shaft of his vein-laced cock. God, how beautiful it was! How beautiful and how fat. Her eyes widened. It must have been five inches around, a rigid, battering rod of flesh full of hot cum, and all for her!

"How about some sixty-nine?" he said. "You want to eat some of this? I know you've got a good ass, I can tell that from the way you walk. Let's see what a good mouth you've got."

Leo lay down on the mattress on his back and reached out for her, pulling her down over his face and positioning her knees around his shoulders. He placed his palms against her glistening wet thighs and pushed them wide apart, making hungry, mouth-smacking noises as he looked up into the downy slit of her cunt.

"You've got the prettiest snatch in the world, even when it's upside-down. Rub it over my face, I want to taste it. Give me a drink, honey."

Brenda sank her widespread cunt into his mouth and pressed in ecstasy against his expert lips. His thumbs rubbed against the wet, ragged edges of hairy flesh and separated them until they would stretch no wider. As he laid open her pussy her hips twisted in delicious abandon to grind her flesh, into the burning, eager tongue.

She reached for the up thrust cock in front of her, the blood rushing to her head in an explosion of animal madness. She grasped it in her fist and squeezed her fingers around its pulsing artery. Behind her, the tickling path of his tongue had turned her crotch into a tight mass of screaming, longing nerves. His scissored fingers held open the gap of her cunt while his noisy tongue tormented the slick valley within. She strained and trembled as he lingered over her urethra, digging the tip of his tongue against the opening and sending icy chills up through her groin to meet the rampaging darts of heat that throbbed in her erect clitoris.

She jerked away from him, his prick clutched in her hand. It felt too good! She couldn't stand it, that fiendish licking over that sensitive, tormented little opening!

"Oh, stop! Leo darling, don't! I'll – ohhhh! I'm going to…"

His hot breath seared her cunt as he laughed throatily against it.

"Go ahead, that makes it better. Give me all your fluids and I'll give you all of mine. That's real mating."

The quivering tip of his tongue circled over the puckered entrance to her bladder. Her loins squirmed in agony as a cold heaviness took hold of her groin arid pressed leadenly down in an irresistible urge.

"Oh, no! I-mmmmmmmmmaahhhh!"

Her protests vanished as she gave herself up to the twin sensations of warm release that tore through her crotch. As her urine broke through the clamped muscles of her bladder her cunt throbbed out a crescendo of satisfaction. Gasps of pleasure and shocked disbelief tore from her as she swung her ass over his head and shivered uncontrollably.

He panted, his voice half laughing, half lust-driven.

"Atta baby. You're mine now, aren't you? You never did that before with any guy, but you've done it now and there's no turning back."

He took his hands from her spread thighs and slammed them resoundingly against her bare, tender ass, pounding her cheeks with lashing slaps.

"Now scoot down and suck!"

She squealed in agony at the searing pain he inflicted and pulled his fat cock into her mouth. She clamped her lips greedily over the rubbery hot head and rolled her lust-crazed tongue on the underside of the hood where she knew lay the most sensitive part of a man's anatomy. She had to have more of it than that; she wanted it all, the whole rigid pike of cock buried in her eagerly gulping throat. Her saliva poured over the satiny shaft in her ravenous need for his prick. His hips rose in little jabs, urging her on and telling her that her mouth was good for him. A victorious thrill tore through her and she moaned harshly, gurgling words that made no sense as her moving tongue met the barrier of hot prick. She reveled in cock essence as though it were the sweetest nectar, tasting the strong, smoky fluid that seeped from his tip. She sucked heavily on the little slit, drawing out more of his lubrication. Her senses whirled as if she were drinking at a magic fountain. What was that taste? How could she define it? It was heavy and powerful, brassy even, a molten taste of hot metallic power.

She swabbed out her mouth with his cock, longing to bite it, to devour it. She saw the heavy muscles in his hairy legs clasp and unclasp as his groin responded to her ferocious lips. His thighs parted as his hips began a thrusting reply to her oral vise.

A hot invasion of her anal passage made her jerk and twist over him. He was rimming her, his tongue probing into the puckered ring of her rectum as his fingertips kneaded the satiny globes of her ass. His tongue felt like a dart of flame leaping back and forth in her snug ass hole. She kept his prick clamped between her lips as she strained back and revolved her hips against his mouth.

"Mmmmmmmmmmm… good… more… lick it."

Leo raised his knees and spread them around her shoulders, jiggling his hips in a frantic hint. She curved her arm over his thigh, her hand brushing his hot, swollen balls, and probed with her finger through his tight male crevice, opening his cheeks and finding his hairy rim. She entered the powerful sling of anal muscles and sank into his hot channel. At her invasion, his cock swelled in her mouth, its ridge hardening until it seemed to be an iron ring. He thrust hard, gagging her and abrading her soft gums as his climax squirted out. His mouth fell away from her rectum and his arms tightened convulsively around her thighs as his burning cum poured into her mouth, seeped down her gulping throat and spilled from the corner of her lips.

"Honeeee, oh, Jesus! Baby, you're draining me dry!"

Brenda continued to draw on the hood that was held captive between her dripping lips. His semen coursed down her chin and neck, at first hot and then suddenly cool, drying quickly into sticky patches on her globular breasts.

At last his cock began to shrivel into spongy detumescence. She released it and struggled up, her hair tangled and spilling over her eyes.

Leo grasped roughly at her hips and pulled her down on the bed beside him, his eyes glittering with victory. He looked at her florid face, her matted hair that had been a neat shining cape when he arrived at the apartment. He nodded in slow satisfaction.

"I've made my mark on you," he said, touching the dry, flaky patch of his cum on her breast. He jiggled the rounded firmness and laughed.

Now, as sanity returned to her, Brenda sensed challenge in his words and tone. More than that, she heard an oddly mirthless mockery that frightened her.

"I made mine on you," she threw back.

His eyes narrowed. "Because I made you do it. I told you to do it, or you never would have. You'd have been too shocked, wouldn't you?"

Suddenly she realized the truth of it, and with realization came shame and fear in quick succession. Leo had humiliated her, made her do something unspeakably embarrassing. The thrill of it vanished in the face of the indefinable horror of it all.