Andy's Ringer Cock - 2 - Sex Stories

Andy's Ringer Cock - 2

... down the crack of her arse cheeks. Jacki watched the orifice close slowly but, an examining finger affirmed to Sir that it was still loose. His prick was twice as thick as the vibrator – no point replacing it with anything smaller , he had thought to himself. This time – with no-one to whack his arse – he put his arms around Bee’s upper legs so her ankles were over his shoulders. Wiggling his hips he lined up the bullet to the breech and, with a slow shove sent Mr Pego on his way. Pop .. Pop .. Pop. Bee could not contain herself regardless of the punishment. “Oh Fucking Hell!” she screamed. Before she could adapt to her rectum’s violation Sir retreated just as quickly. Plop .. Plop .. Plop. “Holy Fucking Shit!” she let out at the top of her voice. Was she having sex or being torn apart? Sir was enjoying this and kept up the motion. 2 seconds in, 2 seconds out and so on. The girth and the jewellery were tormenting Bee’s arsehole to no end as she felt the sphincter fighting against the rape, but with each penetration the pain seemed to be metamorphosing into pleasure. 1 second in, 1 second out. Sir found the tempo pleasant and Bee’s arse, gripping him like a tight thumb and forefinger making a ring, like when he had wanked himself as a boy. Then he pushed in as far as he could and stopped. “Squeeze your arse, sub.” He ordered her. Bee tried to oblige although there was very little slack left. Once she could get some squeeze she felt the full thickness of it and the small ...

... string of distended veins along its length. Sir pulled one ring. “You’ve got a lovely arse, sub. I’m glad I’ve waited all this time to fuck it. Are you glad I’m liking it? And he popped another ring out. Oh yes, Sir. sub is very happy that Sir likes her arse. And, yes Sir, sub is enjoying Sir fucking her.” “Tell me when you get close to cumming. Remember, you are not to cum. Right?” “Yes Sir.” Came the sorrowful answer. How she wanted to cum, especially while Sir’s great cock was gorging her. He pounded away on Bee’s arse for some time. The action varied from short thrusts while he was deep inside her to near maximum withdrawals and advances. At times he pushed his thumb into her snatch or flecked her clit. Bee was moaning increasingly. “Oh Sir, I think I’m going to cum.” She told Him. At that, Andy plopped out of her arse completely. “Not yet!” he insisted. Bee tried so hard to contain her release. It was totally contrary to everything she had taught herself. If a fuck is offered you take it and grab everything you can from it. You don’t stop until you climax. That philosophy had worked every time and Bee couldn’t remember a time she had been fucked and not walked away with a creamed cunt or arsehole. Sir stepped aside and Jacki saw Bee’s black arsehole gaping wide open. She saw the interior pink tract and wondered if her own hole was the same when her husband’s massive prick withdrew after a long fucking. She flexed her sphincter muscle, imagining what it will be like when it’s ...