A fishing trip - Sex Stories

A fishing trip

... attention eases the pain in my back a little but the memory lingers strong on my mind. Almost forgotten is the tiny silver bullet vibrating inside me. Jim has reminded me of its presence by pulling the cord attached to the battery pack, moving it from its’ resting place. Jim’s hands work their way down my back and are now deeply kneading my ass cheeks. He pulls them apart and using his thumbs he works the muscles around my ass hole. The jelly he used when massaging me now works to eases the passage of his finger into my hole. He doesn’t wait long and presses another finger into me. My hole relaxes from the rotation of his fingers and allows him to insert all four fingers. Rather than pain, I feel a deep pleasure and try to push back on his hand, wanting more. Jim works my ass with his hand trying to rotate into me. His fingers clench and wiggle inside me. My blood is boiling hot and its pulse batters my brain like a sledge hammer. I want more than just his narrow fingers and Jim senses my need. “So, you’re ready?” his question is meaningless to both of us; knowing what is next. Jim’s body rests between my legs, held apart with his knees. He rubs his hard cock up and down my ass crack, dry humping me. His hot cock head pushes inside my gaping hole, but my ass clamps down hard on the invader. He lets things rest until he feels the grip ...

... loosen on his cock. He relaxes and lets gravity ram his swollen cock deep into me. Jim sighs loudly as his crotch meets my ass and we lie motionless enjoying the feelings. Jim begins to slowly pull his cock upwards and I can feel its’ head as it moves inside me. It is a wonderful feeling, his cock sliding in my ass. He has withdrawn all but the head and then pulses for a count of three and then lowers himself back into me. He doesn’t wait this time, reversing direction when he reaches the bottom of his stroke. Faster he moves, in and out, faster and faster until he is pounding into me like a pile driver. Each hammer blow of his cock pushes my blood higher and it races through my body, screaming in my mind. It is a great relief when Jim’s cock explodes inside me, flooding my guts with his hot cum. It feels like a fire hose pulsating with each spasm of his cock shooting in me. Jim has collapsed against me while his cock empties its’ load, he shivers with each throb of his cock. Finally he is empty and he lies motionless on top of me, breathing hotly in my ear. I worry some when I hear Jim starting to snore, hoping he isn’t going to sleep leaving me tied to the bed like this. After all didn’t he just screw the devil out of me? “Whew,” the word escapes Jim’s lips. While just a word, it means that he may soon release me. Or maybe not……………