Page 55 of Perverted Fantasies

I grudgingly relinquished the hold on my cock and leaned forward so I could play with Kristina’s tits. I grabbed ahold of one and gave it a good squeeze before switching over to the other. I pinched one of her nipples and gave it a little twist, eliciting a gasp and a shimmy from her.

Laughing softly, I pinched her other nipple, pulled on it for a moment or two, then rubbed my fingers together with the nipple still between them. It was hard as stone beneath my fingers. Kristina let out a moan and squirmed beneath me but I dropped my ass further down on her face, muffling her cries, and continued to play with her nipple.

When I finally climbed off Kristina’s face it was red and her eyes were watering and she was breathing in deep, lurching gasps but although she looked like she was beat, her wide smile told a different story.

“I still haven’t even approached your limits yet, have I?”

Kristina shook her head. “The depths of my depravity are virtually unlimited,” she said.

I laughed. “It sure seems like it. But I’m going to get back to mining them a bit.. I’ve got a little bit of steam left in me before I shoot my load.”

“By all means,” Kristina said. “Let’s get back to the task at hand.”

“Oh, don’t worry,” I said. “I plan to.”

Smiling wickedly, I roughly pulled her off the couch and onto her feet. After spinning her around so her back was to me, I undid the belt holding her arms together, freeing them up for the first time in a while.

“Hands and knees,” I said.

She dropped down. Her back was arched, ass sticking up in the air, shoulder blades visible against her back. Her legs were pressed together, still trapped by the skirt around her thighs.

I dropped to my knees and sidled up to her. My legs were just outside hers and my cock was lying on top of her tight little ass. I spread her ass cheeks with my hands and settled my cock in between them then pressed her cheeks back together, trapping my cock in the crack of her ass.

Holding her cheeks together with my hands, I dry-fucked the crack of her ass for a bit, my balls slapping against her pussy as I bounced back and forth against her.

After a few pumps I released her ass cheeks, freeing my cock, then guided it towards her pussy. Because of the skirt still trapping her legs together, it took a bit of negotiating to get the angle right but once the tip was inside her it slid in easily.

She moaned as my cock entered her. But she quickly cut off the sound, not wanting to give me the satisfaction of knowing she was enjoying getting penetrated after all the foreplay, which just turned me on even further. It was like she could read my mind.

I started off slowly, giving her my whole cock in controlled thrusts, looking down at her ass, watching my cock as it moved in and out of her pussy. It was glistening with her juices; because of her trapped legs, her pussy was tighter than usual but she was so wet it didn’t matter at all.

I gradually began to pick up steam, still giving her my entire cock with every pump but moving faster against her. It wasn’t long before our bodies were slamming together, my hips bouncing off her ass at the bottom of every thrust, my balls slapping up against the underside of her stomach as my cock bottomed out in her pussy.

Her bottom lip was tucked between her teeth, biting down on her groans so as to stifle any sounds of enjoyment trying to escape her lips, pretending like I wasn’t affecting her at all. Seeing this, I began to pummel her even more aggressively, using her hips for leverage, giving her everything I had. Her entire body moved a couple inches forward every time we came together.

“Have I got to you yet?” I asked without slowing down one bit.

“Not so much,” she says between thrusts. She still wasn’t giving me the satisfaction of making any of the noises that normally came with a good fucking but I could see in her eyes that she wasn’t going to be able to hold out for long. Especially if I ramped things up even further.

I gave her a good hearty slap on the ass. She flinched but held her squeal inside. I smacked it again. Another flinch but still no noise. So I slapped it again. And again. And again until it was bright red. Tears were running down her eyes but still she made no sounds, neither of delight nor pain.

I relaxed for a moment, leaving my dick inside her but not moving for a few heartbeats. I needed to recover. The little break allowed her the same opportunity.

“Is that all you got?” she said after catching her breath. Her tone was sarcastic but the look on her face painted a different story. She was enjoying herself immensely.

“No, I’ve got more for you.”

“Then give it to me already,” she said. “I’m getting bored.”

Smiling fiercely, I went back to work, picking up right where I left off, pummeling her pussy without any build-up. I grabbed ahold of her hair and gave it a yank, forcing her to arch her back and allowing me deeper inside her.

Although she wasn’t enjoying the straight fucking nearly as much as the perverted shit that had come before it, I was enjoying it more. The actual act of penetration, especially after so much build up, felt way too good to last very long. Which is why I’d spent so much time on the foreplay. To make Kristina feel like she was getting something out of it. Because if I would have started fucking her earlier I wouldn’t have lasted long enough to give her what she needed.

Which was just a long way of saying that I was pretty close to cumming already, even though I’d only been fucking her for a short time. But I still wanted to do a few more things to her before we finished up, so I climbed up off my knees and slid my feet under my legs.

Crouching down so my cock wouldn’t slip out of her pussy, I took a couple steps forward until my legs were straddling her body, giving me far more leverage than ever before. Maintaining my grip on her hair I started hammering away at her like there was no tomorrow, my legs working feverishly beneath me. Kristina’s body threatened to collapse every time I reached the bottom but somehow she held her position.

I think Kristina knew I was getting closer to being done and decided to help me get there, because she suddenly broke her silence with a vengeance. Her screams of pleasure were loud and guttural, animalistic and hearty. It was like if a dam had burst in her throat and started spilling sounds.

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