Rule of Thumb Pt. 01 - Sex Stories

Rule of Thumb Pt. 01

... slut she was and how naturally she begged to be used. In one solid constant stoke, he speared her ass with his thumb, her juice slicking its passage into her tightest hole. "Mmmm!" Claire grunted and, still spreading her cheeks, started grinding her hips in a wide circle, relishing the penetrations, wanting it deeper. Ben worked the digits, shoving hard. Deeply impaled now in both holes, Ben resumed savagely pounding into Claire's cunt and ass simultaneously.

Claire was fully returned to her senses. Moment ago, she'd just been screaming in agony from the violent whipping of her cum-sensitive cunt. But her holes remained hungry for this deep stimulation. While being whipped, she'd had to master her body to keep her legs spread open, to keep her battered cunt receptive to the questing tip of the whip leader. Now her body was opened utterly, desperately inviting this deep penetration and the stretching of her cunt and ass. Ben's fingers slammed in, across the rough nodule of her G spot, and further in, crashing against her cervix and to the very back of the vaginal wall.

Oh God Ben, give it to me, give it to me! My fucking holes have been so hungry for this all day! She couldn't believe how good it felt to be filled. She only wished his whole hand would work its way up and bury itself inside her pussy. Moments before, Claire had been screaming as Ben sated his sadistic compulsion to ruin her flesh; to rip the screams raw from her throat. The pain nourished her need to ...

... serve, to be made nothing more than a pain toy for Ben's pleasure. As the whip had slashed her most sensitive flesh, she reveled in her power to absorb his sadism, to give it freedom and release.

But once again, the dynamic had shifted and it was all about her hungry cunt being fed. The need that had sat coiled and patient through the beating now stretched out and filled all the recesses of Claire's supple body. Bent over the couch, it was almost like the pussy existed separate from her. She couldn't see Ben. She could only feel the fullness of his invasion. Her cunt spoke to her of its hunger and the great relief of its soft yielding void finally being filled, violated utterly and pounded hard. Waves of pleasure flowed inward from his deep thrusting, rigid fingers slamming far into her vaginal and anal recesses. Lewd squelching and sucking sounds emanated from her sodden cunt as thick fluid surged from the vaginal passage sealing her lips tightly, molded to his thrusting fingers. With each retreat from her engorged hole, Ben's hand created a powerful vacuum. It tugged at her womb, made it spasm as it resisted the potent outward suction he was generating. The whip had pulsed sharp searing energy to her core. But Ben's hand, thrust cruel and deep into her softest flesh, was like a tidal wave of carnal force. It slammed and banged her entire pelvic region with savage insistent demands for entry.

Claire rode his assault, began keening as the orgasm started to fill her core and ...