William Davis - Blackmailed

"… Then… tell me!" she cried, with sudden, impatient urgency.

"I want to fuck you… Baby… and right now!" He reached down and stripped off his shorts, then turned back to her.

Carla's eyes zeroed in on the rock-hard, pulsing shaft of his massive cock and breathed, "How… do you want to… fuck me…?"

"Hard!" he grunted. "Deep… and hard… and fast!"

"Oh, God! That's what I… want, too!" she moaned. "I want you to fill me up… with cock, Arnie… until I can't breathe!"

Arnie rolled over on top of her, his hips wedging down between her white, trembling thighs. "God damn it!" he growled. "I'm going to fuck you… so hard… you'll flip right out of your skull!"

She writhed and mewled, in her sexual excitement, beneath him, grinding her hips up at the hardness of his giant cock, attempting to capture it… and her undulating movements transmitted her raw, sex-need to him, inciting his lust-filled cock to even more inflamed hardness. His balls ached, painfully, from the building erotic pressure.

With a frustrated moan, Carla, unable to line up her gyrating loins with his hard, nudging cock-head, reached down between them to grasp the monstrous shaft and guide the throbbing, bulbous head to the moistened slit of her searingly inflamed cunt. Her hips ground around and around in tiny circles, as the blood-engorged head wormed into her cuntal opening little by little. Finally, the whole head of it was sucked just up inside her vaginal mouth, and she shifted her hands up around him, placing one on either of his muscular buttocks-cheeks and attempting to pull him forward into her.

Arnie, holding himself aloft over her, then, on brawny arms needed no more urging. He used the strength of his back and legs, as he flexed his hips and drove his pulsatingly needful cock deep, hard and long, straight into her moist cuntal sheath, smoothly, cleaving her cunt walls wide. His blood-filled cock-head gored her with feral energy, pushing little wavelets of her sensitive, vaginal lining before it, as it plunged past the neck of her cervix, flicking it, painfully, in passing, to hit bottom, finally, in the farthest back wall of her tightly constricted stomach. Their pubic bones smacked together, solidly… and he had filled her cunt, completely, with potent man-flesh.

"Ooooooooh, God! That's it!" she grimaced. "That's the way I want it!" She was cock-filled as she had never been before… in her life!

The boxer had impaled her, pinning her to the mattress, immobilizing her, as he lay, heavily, on top of her, for a moment or two, while deep in her cuntal passage, he flexed his monster cock, expandingly, and reveled in the pulsing flutter of her interior vaginal muscles that responded claspingly, the warm elastic sheath seeming to milk at him with warm intensity. God! She was tight!

… And then, Arnie began to grind his aching cock into her squirming cunt, beneath him, and she thrust back up at him, counteringly, arching her body and pulling her thighs back to take all of his hardened shaft deep up inside her soft, sensuous young pussy. She moaned aloud, in delight, as he began to thrust in and out of her, with long, hard strokes, his hardened rod coming almost all the way out of her cunt, on the upstroke, then, animalistically, he plunged it back into her, ramming it home the full length, into the hungry mouth of her clinging, clasping cuntal passage.

Beneath him, Carla's mouth was open, voicing an inarticulate liturgy of passion, as her head began to fling from side to side, and her long, auburn hair was tossed into wild disarray.

Gradually, the mutual tempo was increased, until his plundering cock was pistoning in and out of the hotly moistened walls of her cunt like a steam engine with a broken safety valve, as their nakedly writhing bodies slapped together, fleshily, in wild abandon.

Suddenly, Arnie realized that he was setting too fast a tempo, a speed that would bring him to spewing ejaculation far too soon… unless he slowed down; otherwise the girl would be left high and dry… and he wanted to make sure it was good for her, too.

He tried, deliberately, to slow down, pace himself, as he plunged his long, thick cock, full length into her receptive, warmly moist cuntal passage, but her cunt, it seemed to him, was sucking and nibbling at his, sensitive, sex-starved penis, like another little mouth. God! It was too much! He felt as though he were being pulled into the maw of a machine that would suck him inside out!

His testicles were enlarged and swollen from the readying load of sperm, waiting there to be pumped the length of his aching cock. He felt the head of his prick begin to expand, throbbingly, with the sweet pain of imminent ejaculation, as he ground into her, desperately, trying to hold himself back.

… Then, he felt it begin… back behind the root of his cock. It burned, searingly… like racing wildfire. His rectum convulsed, and he knew the dam was going to burst… any second. God! He was going to pop… already! He couldn't hold back any longer…

Arnie's face twisted into a contorted grimace of delicious anticipation, laced with the poison of a sense of failure… a feeling that he would not be able to satisfy the woman he was fucking. Oh, Christ! It's almost here! I'm going to cum… in a few seconds!

"God!" he howled with urgent disgust. "I'm… going to cum… already!"

"It's Okay, darling! Just keep fucking! It'll be all right… but just keep shoving your cock in me!" she assured him, feeling his anxiety.

Pulling her thighs back, even farther, she mashed them down against the resilient mounds of her swelling breasts, raising her loins up to him and grinding up at him in perfect counterpoint to his plunging, pile-driving thrusts.

"I'm… going… to cum!" he wailed, agonizingly. "I can't help it!"

"Oh God! It's Okay! It's Okay! Fuck me… as hard… as you can… and don't stop… until you have to!" she instructed.

He did! Almost insanely, he fucked in and out of her claspingly moist cunt, his prick jack-hammering deep into her… until with searingly liquid jets of his viscid sperm hosing through him, he came deep up her hungrily flared belly. His lust pumped through his cock in a raging torrent of rapturous release.

Strangling, animal sounds of sexual gratification ripped from his lips. His grunts of pure carnal pleasure were loud in the bedroom… and he had the impression that Carla had cried out, too… in ecstatic pleasure of orgasm. He couldn't be sure, though; his own sensual involvement had been too profound… at that instant.

"… Did you… cum…?" he gasped.

"Yes! Oh, yessss, darling! I came… right with you!"

Arnie held himself, rigidly, above her, while below, her sheathing cuntal passage still milked at his wildly jerking cock that was pumping the last of his cum through the full, hotly pulsating length of it. Her loins pressed up hard against him, and she held him there, while a hungry little fluttering movement inside her vaginal tunnel nibbled up and down the length and thickness of his throbbing shaft.

He felt the tension wash away from him, as now his cock began to deflate inside of her… and he felt drained… completely satisfied. God! She's the best fuck… I've ever had!

Events happened fast then!

Just at the instant he collapsed on top of her, there was a blinding flash in the bedroom.

"What the hell!" he growled, every nerve and muscle fiber shocked into instant alertness. He started to get up. It had been a flash-bulb that had practically blinded him… a photographer's flash!

"Stay right where you are!" a man's voice rasped out at him.

Looking back over his shoulder, toward the door, Arnie saw the figures of two men, indistinctly, in the dim light. One of them, the speaker, was pointing a deadly looking pistol at him. He froze. Beneath him, Carla whimpered with fright.