With that, I close my eyes again and let myself just feel. My bikini top’s come off, and I reach down to play with my breasts, tugging at the nipples as Mark increases the pressure on my bottom hole. It feels so good as pleasure zings from my ass and breasts to my cunt, and then with another deep slide, the huge man is all the way in.
“Unnhf!” I cry out. “Oh!”
“Yeah, you’ve done good,” he rasps in back of me before leaning forward to kiss my shoulder. “This little ass is all stretched out, and now she’s going to get a thorough pounding.”
With that, he withdraws, almost all the way to the tip, before pushing back in again. He’s so big that I’m literally jolted forwards on my knees a bit, but it’s a good kind of jolt. I love knowing that my curvy body is harboring a man’s cock in my bottom, and this is exactly what I need. Colors bloom before my eyes as I begin to tug at my nipples again, my big breasts swaying with each deep thrust.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Mark moans throatily in back of me. “Oh shit!”
I’m letting out little whines and pants, desperate for more.
“Oh yes,” I cry out. “Mmmm, yes!”
“You like it?” he growls, the rhythm getting intense. “You like getting this pretty butt slammed?”
“I love it, Daddy!” I cry out. “OMG, give me MORE!”
With that, the wave crests and I shatter into a million pieces as an intense anal orgasm wracks my body. Hot jolts of pleasure in my cunt morph into starbursts that tingle all the way to my fingers and toes, even as my asshole clamps and shudders violently on the thick rod buried inside.
“Unnnh!” I scream again. “Ohhhh!”
Meanwhile, Mark can’t hold on much longer either.
“Yeah, milk me, milk me,” he chants, staring at my pulsing asshole. “Oh FUCK!” he roars as that cock jerks and then begins spurting in my anal depths. I moan because it’s so warm and thick, and I can literally feel the hot splashes as he douses my anal canal. But I love it and my body pulses hard, again and again, pulling the fluid deeper inside myself.
Meanwhile, Mark has also completely lost it. His balls are pumping furiously as he roars and jerks, dumping gallons of male cream into my back end.
“Fuck,” he bites out. “Oh shit!”
We continue in a locked position for another few minutes until finally, the storm passes and we’re left breathing hard while covered in sweat. But it’s a good sweat because Mark leans forward to kiss my shoulder before lapping at my salty skin.
“That was amazing, baby,” he murmurs in my ear. “Was it good for you? Did it help with your pregnancy nausea?”
I giggle while clenching down with my anal walls, making him groan again in back of me.
“It was really good, Mr. Firefighter,” I coo. “But you know what else I like? When a man puts it into my pussy right after anal. I know it’s sloppy and dirty, but I kind of like getting cream pies in both my holes. Would that be something you’re interested in?”
Then another giggle escapes my lips because judging from the hot jerk of his cock in my backdoor passage, Mark is more than interested … he’s on it and ready to play.
5
Mark
Iputter about my kitchen, putting the last touches on a batch of cornbread. It’s hysterical, I know. Despite being very alpha and domineering, there’s a domestic side to me as well. As a result, I often cook, and baking is part of that. It relaxes me, and there’s nothing better than having a cookie or brownie that you made with your own hands. I don’t sew though. That would be going too far, and I’m not getting into little needles and colorful threads like a granny.
But now, the cornbread is ready. I’ve sprinkled a bit of kosher salt on top, and the edges are golden brown and crusty. Plus, the loaf is still warm from the oven, so I put on my mitts and then pick up the glass tray before heading over to Freya’s house. Angling my hip, I depress the doorbell. There’s some shuffling inside, but then the door opens to reveal my gorgeous girl.
“Hi,” Freya smiles sweetly. “Come on in.”
I step inside before depositing the cornbread onto her stove.
“I wore you out yesterday, so I wanted to make sure you got enough calories to make up for it,” I growl. “Careful though because it’s still hot,” I say while shedding my mitts.
She giggles.
“Mitts in the shape of cats?”
“Hell yeah,” I growl. “I hate the creatures, but someone gave me these years ago, and to be polite, I couldn’t exactly say no.”