Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... creamy white and thick, clung to the lips; coated her engorged clit. Slickness smeared her butt cheeks, leaked across her clinched ass hole into the huge wet spot in which she writhed. The air in the room was saturated with the rich smell of her cunt and her hair was plastered with sweat from her exertions. Every time Jim pressed deeper, Claire was sure she would tear open. But her greedy cunt was insatiable. It kept making room, pulling him deeper to her core.

"Oh God" she moaned feeling another orgasm mounting, the contractions rippling through her belly making it hard to breath. "Yes, deeper,please!" she gasped. "Oh god, shove it all the way in. Don't stop! Please, Sir! please, please, please! Don't fucking stop!" she whimpered.

She didn't care if she ripped. Some vague part of her mind was clamoring for sanity. She'd be walking bowlegged for days from the earlier cunt-kicking and now, from this brutal violation. But her mind wasn't in control. It wasn't really fair to say she even had a mind anymore. It was Jim's show. She was given over wholly to the ecstasy emanating from her crotch and womb, exploding out from the core through every nerve in her body. Her nipples had been hard so long they ached, a deep ache she felt even over the harsher pain of the clamps gripping them. Her skin burned and tingled from the top of her head to her fiercely clenched toes. She was trapped in the agony of the pleasures Jim continued inflicting on her.

Jim withdrew slightly. ...

... "Ah, you are a greedy cunt. I'm not stopping slut, not 'til I'm in you up to my wrist! Grab the headboard and don't you fucking let go 'til I tell you." His menace was like a blow, delivered quietly but firmly: a promise, not a threat.

For just a bit longer, he slid his thumb around her swollen clit, circling it, sliding it to either side of the hard nub, feeling her twitch. And then he mashed down brutally, directly onto the center of it.

"Oh God!! No, no, no" Claire cried out shaking her head violently. But she shoved down hard on the headboard, shuddering, impaling herself, increasing the pressure on her clit and forcing his hand deeper up her stuffed fuck hole. Her body went rigid and still, and for long moments she quit breathing. Jim could feel her body quivering, vibrating from the tension of her contraction and then, starting with a high keening, the biggest wave hit and passed through her. Claire sucked in air, sobbing at the strength of the orgasmic tides ripping through her soul. She couldn't believe what was happening to her; couldn't believe that after five of these ungodly orgasms she was still not sated. She felt her mind blowing in tatters, leaving only an inarticulate aching for some unknown height she couldn't see; had never experienced but which she knew was waiting for her, daring her to grasp. It only demanded that she submit; give herself over completely to the need of it, the craving for it: that she abandon herself to the relentless insertion Jim ...