Chapter Eight Maksim #2
I very rarely went down on my prey. It wasn’t that I didn’t enjoy it–I happened to love burying my face in a warm pussy and eating heartily until my chin and cheeks were covered in her cum.
It was just much trickier when I was the Beast. I didn’t want to wreck the scene by stuttering when giving directions. I knew tonight I was going to have to be very careful choosing my words when I had the mask off.
I’d also decided it was necessary to adopt a Russian accent, so I didn’t run the risk of Sarah recognizing my voice later. Considering I’d grown up speaking the language and being surrounded by those with accents, it wasn’t hard to do.
“Do you want me to eat your pussy?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Then let me put this on you.”
At her nod of agreement, I leaned over and slid the mask on. While Sarah thought it was to conceal my identity in the scene, it was actually to conceal my identity in the future.
“Even though your eyes are covered, do not look back at me. If you do, you’ll be punished.”
“Yes, sir.”
I then dropped to my knees. Gripping the hem of her dress, I pulled it out from under Sarah. With the silky fabric in my hands, I slowly eased it up her thighs and over her hips.
At the sight of her bare ass in the moonlight, I sent a stinging slap across one of her milky white globes, causing Sarah to jump. “That was for being bratty earlier.”
“Yes, sir,” she panted.
With a chuckle, I said, “I think you might’ve enjoyed that a little too much.”
“Maybe.”
“Perhaps I’ll have to think of another punishment for you.” I then nudged her hips. “Spread your knees.”
Sarah obediently opened herself for me, giving me a hell of a view of her wet pussy. I slid my mask up to the top of my head. Placing my hands on the back of her thighs, I leaned over to lick a trail from her swollen lips to her puckered hole. She jolted beneath me before gasping with pleasure.
I continued licking long strokes that caused her body to tremble. At her whimpers of need, I suctioned her clit into my mouth. “Yes, please!” she cried out.
Her hips began rocking back against my face for friction. “Be still,” I growled in my Russian accent.
With her pleasure denied, Sarah was too frustrated to notice it. Instead, she obediently froze. Bringing my hand up, I spread her opening with my fingers before thrusting my tongue inside her. Sarah rewarded my efforts with a shriek of pleasure.
As I tongue fucked her, my fingers rubbed her clit. “Please, sir.”
“Please, what?”
“Please let me come.”
Taking my hand away from her pussy, I mused, “But you checked yes to edging in your file.”
She groaned and thrust her hips back at me. “Naughty slut,” I replied before smacking her ass cheek.
Sarah whimpered as her fingers curled into the grass. Giving in, I thrust two fingers inside her. As I pumped and swirled them deeper, Sarah’s pants filled the air around us. Her thighs shook from the effort of not rocking her hips in time with the thrust of my fingers.
Just as I felt her walls tensing around my fingers, I slid them out. A scream of frustration burst from Sarah. “Sir, I’m begging you. I need this. I need you,” she pleaded.
Leaning over her back, I circled her swollen mouth with the two fingers that had just been inside her. Pressing them forward past her lips, I said, “Suck yourself off my fingers.”
Despite her sometimes bratty mouth, Sarah did exactly as I asked without hesitation. “Don’t you taste divine?”
With a nod, she continued suctioning my fingers. Gazing down, I noted the arousal streaking down her thighs. Removing my fingers, I remarked, “You answer my commands so well. How can I not reward you?”
The need burning in her eyes broke whatever resolve I had to further tease her. “All right, my good girl. You can come this time.”
“Thank you, sir,” she
Since she deserved a quick finish, I spread her thighs obscenely wide apart. Gripping her ass, I then buried my face in her pussy. “Oh yes!” she cried.
With my tongue and mouth, along with a light grazing of my teeth, I ate her like she was my last meal.
I also let her rock her hips back against my face to add friction.
The moans and cries of pleasure she made had me rock hard again I knew the minute she came, I was going to bury myself inside her.
And then I felt her walls clamp my tongue like a vise. A scream tore from her chest as she frantically thrust her hips back against me. As the Beast or myself, I’d never liked a quiet woman. I wanted people in the next room and down the hall to be able to hear the pleasure I gave a woman.
Grinning against her pussy, I knew Sarah’s cries were echoing through the woods to the others in the hunt. That fact just excited me more. I knew I couldn’t wait any longer to fuck her.
Although the club that put on the hunt made sure everyone was tested and used birth control, I still reached into the pocket of my breeches for a condom. I made quick work of tearing into the wrapper and sliding it down my cock.
As soon as I was suited up, I lined my cock up at Sarah’s entrance. Since she was well prepared, I thrust balls deep into her, causing both of us to moan. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” I muttered as I stayed stock still inside her.
“And you’re so fucking big,” Sarah panted into the grass.
My lips curved upwards at her compliment. Slowly, I eased out of her, causing Sarah to push her hips back. “Fill me, sir,” she pleaded.
I answered her by slamming into her. “Yes, just like that!” Sarah said.
Since she liked it hard, I set up a punishing rhythm. With each harsh thrust, I pushed us further on the slick grass. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass echoed through the tree line.
I placed one hand on Sarah’s hand while my other hand came between her shoulder blades. As I pistoned my hips, I pressed her upper body closer to the ground. Over and over, I bottomed out in her warm, tight pussy.
Grabbing her by the back of the dress, I jerked her off all fours and upright while staying buried deep inside her. With both of us on our knees, my hand on her back slid around to grab her throat. When I squeezed it tight, she gasped.
She threw her arm over her shoulder to grip the back of my head. Her fingers threaded through the strands of my hair. With each thrust, she yanked my hair painfully hard, which caused my dick to throb even harder.
Feeling my balls tightening, I wanted to send her over the edge with me. My free hand slid around her hip to her pussy, so I could rub her clit as I pounded into her.
At that moment, I was on a sensory overload of pleasure. From my grunts and groans, Sarah knew exactly what she was doing to me. Her cries and moans along with the shudders of her body told me just how much pleasure I was giving her.
Our fucking was a manic frenzy. As much as I didn’t want it to end, I knew I was about to come. Gripping Sarah’s throat tighter, I slammed my cock in and out of her.
As she started to relax beneath me, I took my hand from her throat and pinched her clit. A scream tore through her lips as her orgasm overtook her. The clench of her walls around me set off my own orgasm.
Thankfully, Sarah was obliterated with pleasure and didn’t hear me call out her name as my cum rocketed out of my cock and into the condom.