“Did you let my buddies fuck all of your tight little holes?”
“Yes,” I gasp.
Smack.
“Did you come real hard?”
“Yes.”
Smack.
“You gonna come for me?”
“No.”
Crack. The leather stings my ass cheeks as he brings it down harder than before.
“You sure about that?” he asks.
“Damn sure,” I tease him before he smacks my ass again so hard that my eyes water.
“We’ll see,” he chuckles. “Because we both know how hard I can make you come, don’t we?”
I figure that’s a rhetorical question so I don’t answer. Instead I lean against the tree as he goes on spanking my ass with his belt until my pussy is slick with longing for him. When he’s done, he drops his belt to the ground and rubs his hands over the hot, throbbing skin on my ass.
“The way you take my belt makes me hard as fuck. You know that?” he growls.
“Yes,” I whisper as he begins to wrap a piece of soft material around my head until I’m blindfolded too.
My thighs tremble in anticipation and when I hear the sound of his zipper opening a few seconds later, wet heat surges between my thighs. He straddles the tree until he’s directly behind me. Pressing the tip of his cock against my entrance, I bite on my lip to stifle a deep groan.
“Your cunt is fucking dripping for me,” he hisses as he drives his cock deep inside me, pushing me a few inches up the tree until I’m stretching onto my tiptoes.
“Oh, God,” I cry out into the darkness and he starts to laugh.
“Now you are definitely calling out for the wrong team,” he chuckles as he nails me against the tree.
His chest is pressed against my back and his warm breath at my ear as he takes what he wants from me. His lips brush over my ear and I realize he’s removed his mask. His mouth trails over my skin until he’s nuzzling my neck as he drives his cock into me over and over again until I’m struggling to stand. If it wasn’t for the tree supporting some of my weight and the devil pressed against me, I think I’d collapse into a heap on the floor.
I whimper shamelessly as he keeps me teetering on the edge of my climax. He remains silent though without his mask. His heavy breathing and soft grunts are his only response until I can’t take any more.
“Please?” I plead with him.
“Fuck, you beg like such a good girl even when you run around the woods with no panties like a slut.”
Oh, sweet Jesus!My orgasm rips through my body like I’m filled with black powder and he just lit the damn fuse. His voice. His words.
“You like that, huh?” he growls.
“Yes,” I gasp as he rolls his hips, hitting the spot deep inside me over and over until he grinds out his own release and comes inside me with a loud groan.
When he pulls out of me, I whimper softly in frustration at the loss of contact.
He pulls my skirt back over my ass and then I hear him zipping up his pants and putting his belt back on. I wait for him to untie me, but then his footsteps are disappearing.
“Hey! Can you untie me?” I shout.
“Nope.”