“Not yet,” he grunts, sinking to the hilt as he grabs my hips in his hands, rocking against me. “Fuck, that pussy is so fucking tight. You have the perfect—fucking—cunt—” Connor growls the last words, thrusting as if he could go deeper still. He runs one hand down the small of my back, moaning with pleasure.
“This perfect pussy deserves to come,” he says then, still rocking deeply inside of me, and I hear the click as the vibrator turns up to its highest setting. “Come for me. Be a good girl, and come hard on this cock for me, Saoirse.”
And then he starts to fuck me.
I scream with pleasure. He’s fucking me hard and fast, his thick cock a brutal battering ram inside of me as the vibrator buzzes wildly against my clit, and the orgasm that crashes over me is like nothing I’ve ever felt. I arch my back, yanking against the cuffs, spasming and writhing as I scream his name over and over, nearly crying from the pleasure. “Take it off,” I beg as the orgasm starts to recede, but Connor ignores me. It keeps going as he keeps fucking me, slamming his cock into me with each powerful thrust.
“Fucking—tight—pussy—” he growls, his fingers digging into my hips. “Sofuckinggood—”
I could use the safeword. The vibrator is too much, and my body over sensitized, but at the same time, I know I’m going to come again. I’m going to come so fucking hard, and I don’t even have to beg this time.
When the next climax hits, I feel like I’m coming apart at the seams. Connor thrusts into me, hard, and as I cry out my pleasure again, writhing and bucking against him, I hear him curse aloud as his orgasm hits too, and then the hot flood of his cum fills me.
He pulls the vibrator away from my clit, his cock slipping out of me, and then I feel his hands under my hips and a sudden wet heat as his tongue starts to lick at my sore clit.
“Connor, I can’t—”
“Yes, you can,” he tells me, and then he sucks the sensitive flesh into his mouth.
It feels soothing and intensely pleasurable at the same time. He pushes his fingers into my pussy as he licks my clit, his hot tongue soothing away the bruised feeling as he pushes me towards another orgasm—my fifth of the night.How many more times will he make me come?I wonder as I shudder against his mouth, coming on his tongue as he licks and sucks, urging me through another climax before gently setting me back down onto the bench and stepping back.
“Now, Saoirse,” he tells me with satisfaction. “Now comes the punishment for torturing me earlier. After all, bad girls who beg to have their asses fucked and then torment their husbands get that ass flogged first.” He grabs one ass cheek, squeezing it. “I want to fuck that hole for the first time with your cheeks red and well-spanked.”
I moan helplessly, arching into his touch, and Connor chuckles. “Oh, I know you want it, Saoirse. Twenty lashes with a flogger, I think, for making me beg you to suck my cock. We’ll save the cane for another time.”
It doesn’t take long for him to get started. I twist my head to one side, limp with pleasure and half-exhausted as I watch him take the leather flogger out of the cabinet. As he walks toward me, I feel my pussy clenching with anticipation. “Please—” I moan, but I’m not even sure what I’m begging for, except formore.
The first strike makes me cry out, straining against the buckles holding me down. It burns, hurts, and feels so good all at once, my sensitive flesh taking each stroke with a jolt that feels as if it goes straight to my pussy. “Please,” I beg by the fifth. “Please fuck me again, Connor.”
“Where, Saoirse?” he asks as he brings down the flogger, again and then again. “Where do you want my cock?”
“In my ass,” I beg tearfully, my thighs splaying wider. “Please fuck my ass.”
“Oh, I will,” he promises. “I’m going to fuck every hole you have, Saoirse. I’m going to fuck you until you scream.”
By the time he reaches twenty strokes, my ass burning as I arch upwards, I’m writhing, my pussy dripping, aching to be fucked. My clit feels like it’s swollen, throbbing, and begging to be touched, and I look over my shoulder, my gaze pleading.
Connor looks like a fucking god, standing behind me nude and muscular, his chiseled pecs and rippling abs gleaming with a faint sheen of sweat, his cock rock-hard once again. “Take my ass,” I beg. “Please. I want you to fuck all of me.”
He grins, dropping the flogger as he smooths his hand over my burning, reddened ass cheek. “As you wish,” he says with a smirk and reaches for a small bottle on the nearby table, pouring lube into his palm.
Something about the sight of my husband preparing his cock to fuck me in the ass turns me on more than I would have thought possible. I arch my back, splaying my thighs as wide as I can as I push my ass out towards him, moaning. “Please, Connor, now—”
He grips my ass with one hand, angling his cock towards my pussy first. “I want you all over me when I fuck that tight asshole,” he groans, pushing himself into me to the hilt as he strokes deeply inside my pussy, once and then again. Then he pulls out, his cockhead pressing between my ass cheeks.
“Remember to stop me if it’s too much,” he warns, and then he pushes forward, his swollen cock pressing into my ass.
For a brief second, I think itistoo much. He’s fingered my ass before, but nothing could have prepared me for the stretch of Connor’s huge cock sliding into me there. He takes it slow, inch by inch, as he holds onto my hips with both hands, grunting with obvious pleasure. “Fuck, your ass is so fucking tight,” he groans, pushing deeper still, and for a moment, it feels as if he’s going to split me open. His hand slides beneath me, his finger gently stroking my clit, urging me to open up, and I can’t stop myself from arching back, wanting to take more of him.
“There you go. That’s my good girl, Saoirse,” Connor murmurs. Suddenly he’s fully inside, thrusting once more as he seats himself fully in my ass, holding himself there, so I have a moment to acclimate myself before he starts to move.
I squirm against his hand, the steady stroke of his fingers against my clit arousing me even more. Then, as I feel myself starting to climb towards another climax, he starts to thrust.
“Connor!” I cry out his name, the pressure and fullness of his huge cock in my ass almost too much, but his fingers are urging me higher, his hand squeezing my hip as he fucks me, and the pleasure begins to overwhelm the pain, flooding my body as I lose myself to the sensation of being taken fully, of being absolutely, completely his.
“Yes,” I gasp as he pushes me closer. “Yes, please—more—please, Connor—” I’m breathless with pleasure, tightening around him. He groans aloud as I arch backward, grinding on his cock as he thrusts into me again and again.
“I’m going to come in your tight—fucking—asshole—” Connor grunts, picking up his pace as I become acclimated to him. “I’m going to fill your ass with my cum—fuck, Saoirse!”