Georgie's Road - Sex Stories

Georgie's Road

... squealed. 'Oh fuck!'

'Are you ready?'

'Oh god, no. Please!'

'Just say "I don't want it", and it won't happen,' I said in a soft clear voice. I wanted her to be absolutely certain of what game we were playing. I was pretty sure I knew what she wanted me to do, but if I put a foot wrong, I could ruin everything between us.

And I loved her. I really loved her. I did not want to fuck it up.

'Please,' she moaned, 'noooo.'

'Tell me you don't want it,' I said, leaning over her. 'If you tell me you don't want it, I won't do it, Georgie.'

'Nooooo,' she whimpered, squirming under my hand, shaking her head no.

I moved myself between her parted legs, and she gasped. She knew what was coming. I leaned over her naked rear end and directed my cock between her buttocks.

'Oh, god,' she whined.

My cock tip was touching her asshole.

'Are you ready?' I said.

'No!' A frightened whimper.

I leaned in, and slowly pushed my cock inside her anus.

She made a shuddering scream and buried her blindfolded face in the duvet as I entered her.

Then I was moving further in, and I was buggering her as she lay prone and helpless beneath me, gasping, her legs spread, pushing her hips back against mine, her ass split by my cock. She was making guttural gasps as I pumped into her, squirming helplessly, her arms still cuffed behind her.

I had never dreamed that Georgie would so completely yield her body like this. She had always been very clear about what she would ...

... let me do to her, and what she wouldn't. But now, she was nude and blindfolded and handcuffed, and letting me sodomise her, and her whole body was flexing and squirming and she was pushing her ass backwards into my groin, making me go deep inside her.

Seeing her sprawled nude on the bed, shaking as I ass-fucked her, brought me to the verge of coming, but I held back as long as I could. She was long gone beyond pretending to be reluctant, and was deep inside herself: her mouth was hanging open, and she made incoherent moans as I pumped into her.

I stared down at Georgie's back, her shoulder muscles bunching and straining, her short-cropped red hair damp with sweat, her mouth drooling saliva onto the sheet.

I had never, ever seen her so uncontrolled, so unselfconscious. So in surrender to what was happening to her. She was always a little bit reserved, a little bit cool and ironic, even when she was fucking me. She had so much command of herself that I looked up to her, about that.

And she had thrown it all away, for this. To be stripped and shackled and blindfolded and buggered into a squealing, gasping mess. She was making noises so loud that I actually caught myself worrying that the neighbours would bang on the door. But it was late on a Friday night, and they were either out themselves, or asleep, or fucking each other silly just like Georgie and I were.

I reached around, beneath her squirming hips, and I tentatively stroked her labia. She shuddered beneath ...