Page 20 of More Than Anything

Avery tore into her. In twenty strokes he had her crying out, begging to come. In a few more minutes, he slapped her ass and she cried out, “Oh, yeah! Fuck me harder!”

“More than happy to oblige you,” he murmured back, his voice jumpy with his thrusts. It wasn’t long before he announced, “I’m gonna come. Can’t hold back anymore.”

“Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah!” Danette cried out as she clamped down tight around his dick, and Avery saw stars. Ten seconds later, he unloaded into the condom and dropped down over her back, winded and spent. He felt her wriggle under him before she said, “Up, boy.”

Avery was still gasping for breath when he stood behind her and she pulled away from him, but before he could thank her or even wonder what was next, she was kneeling in front of him on the hay, stripping off the condom and running her mouth down over his softness. “Wait! Whoa! Let’s… oh, damn,” he muttered as the cock he’d cared for and nurtured all its life betrayed him by standing at attention for Danette. “Danette, we should?—”

“Fuck like the world’s ending and it’s the last time, that’s what we should do,” she said, taking a momentary break, and then she went right back to sucking him for all she was worth. Avery was aghast. This was not at all how he’d planned to spend the afternoon, and yet it wasn’t an entirely bad way to do it. All he really dreaded was what would come afterward.

“Danettte, I’m gonna, oh, god…” he groaned.

“Oh no you don’t!” she cried out and pulled her mouth off his hardness with apop! “Get another one of those bad boys over there,” she ordered, pointing at the condoms, “and get ready.”

Who was he to argue? Avery rolled one on and watched as she spun around again. But just as he was ready to enter her, she barked out, “Put it in my butt.”

“But Danette, I don’t think…”

She craned her neck around and glared at him. “You gonna fuck my ass, or am I gonna have to walk naked up to the house and get the guys to do it?”

Uh, no. We can’t have that, Avery thought and almost chuckled. “Dry?” he croaked out.

“Dry. I can handle it. I like it that way,” she told him, never looking back.

Avery forced his cock into her back entrance and she gave a little squeal. He was glad the condoms were pre-lubricated or he never would’ve made it in. She was so tight he almost saw stars again, but as soon as his balls rested against her ass, she snarled back, “Fuck it. Fuck it hard. I wanna walk funny for a week.”

Avery banged her like she was a blow-up doll, like she was a post and he was a sledgehammer, driving that bad boy into the ground until it almost split. She groaned and whined and slapped her hands on the hay, whether from ecstasy or pain, he couldn’t tell, but she didn’t tell him to stop, so he kept going. He watched as one of her hands came up and she fingered her clit, and that made him fuck her all the harder. When she finally squealed out a little orgasm, he buried himself in her and gave a couple of short strokes to milk himself into the condom. He certainly hoped she didn’t want more, because he was pretty sure he didn’t have anything left.

The hay poked into his skin through the thin tablecloth as he spun around and lay down beside her on the hay, rolling the condom off and throwing it on the worn boards. Avery fished around in his brain for something to say, but he couldn’t come up with anything. After lying there in what could only be described as extreme awkwardness for what seemed like forever, he heard her say, “Well, that was pretty good.”

“Pretty good?” Avery sat up and frowned at her. “Pretty good? What the hell? Who says that to a man who just fucked her ass to kingdom come?”

“Me.” His jaw dropped as she gathered up her clothes and put them all on. “I’ll add you to the list,” she said, then added with a wink, “up close to the top.”

“Oh, well, thank you so much for that,” Avery groused.

“You’re so very welcome.” She leaned over to him and gave him a quick peck on the lips. “I kissed you. Does that make you feel better?”

Avery just rolled his eyes and watched her climb down the ladder. When she was gone, he got up and got dressed, then grabbed the tablecloth and climbed down just to see her gathering up the rest of the things and shoving them into the picnic basket. When he handed her the tablecloth, she wadded it up and shoved it into the basket too. “Well, this was fun!” she singsonged at him. “We should do it again sometime.” With that, she swayed her round ass toward the house and her car.

She’d no more than opened the car’s trunk when the screen door on the house opened and one of the workers stepped out. “Hey, Danette!” he sang out and waved.

“Hey, Joey!”

Three more of the guys wandered out and in a chorus called out, “Hey, Danette!”

“Hey, Robbie! Byron! Greg! How you guys doin’?”

“Doin’ good, Danette! Hey, you free later?” Joey asked.

“Maaaaaaaybe. Give me a call, okay? But give me until about six. I need a little recuperation time, if you know what I mean!” she yelled back, then turned and winked at Avery.

He could feel his face sizzling as she got in the car and peeled out of the parking area, heading down the drive and bouncing along as she went. As Avery started toward the house, he looked up to find the four guys staring at him. “What?”

“She gotcha, didn’t she?” Joey asked while the other three snickered.

“What do you?—”

“Aw, hell, Avery,” Byron smirked. “She’s had every man in the county. You expect us to believe the two of you just went to the barn and had a ‘picnic’?” he practically spat.

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