Chapter Thirty-Two #2
He puts the tip of his fat cock against my clit, the soft, warm skin a sudden surprise, and I gasp, pussy muscles already fluttering as I moan, leaning back into him as I arch my back.
I’d do anything right now to make him slide his delicious length just a few inches higher, fuck me fast and hard until I screamed into this pillow, but it doesn’t work .
After all, I’m not the one in control. Julian just chuckles, stroking my lips with his thumb, the head of his cock against my clit, sending sparks through my body as I moan again, hands fisted in my cuffs .
Slowly, so slowly I think I might die of anticipation, Julian’s cock moves up my body, from my clit to my pussy, his girth resting against my entrance, both his hands on my ass as he plays with the plug .
I’m gasping and moaning into the pillow, desperate for him to fuck me already because this is a different form of torture from the others .
There’s a moment when I’m sure he’s not going to do it, that he’s going to withhold himself again and make me wait, but then he pushes the thick head of his enormous cock inside me and I gasp, my hands clenching the pillow next to my face .
The plug filling my ass makes him feel impossibly huge, even bigger than his already massive girth, and for a moment I nearly beg him to stop, there’s no way I can take it .
But he doesn’t stop. He wraps his hands around my thighs and pushes himself into my tight pussy, millimeter by millimeter, making me scream and groan and pant his name, over and over .
He reaches up my back, one hand between my shoulder blades, pushes me down while his other hand pulls up on my hips, sinking himself a little further into me, his cock driving straight into the nerves against my delicate front wall, making my whole body shudder as I cry out .
Finally, he’s hilted himself and he pulls my body back against him, his huge cock shifting the plug in my ass, the mix of sensations so perfect and heady and good that I can feel myself already unraveling, about to come as Julian pulls back, fucks me again .
I shout into the pillow and he smacks my ass, the sting taking my breath away for a moment as he fucks me again and again, each time a little bit faster and harder than the last, each stroke filling me so completely that I see white stars around the edges of my vision .
Just as I’m about to come, though, he stops.
He keeps himself buried deep inside me, feeling my pussy flutter and shiver, and I pant for breath.
I don’t know how much longer I can take this when he bends over, shifting his cock and eliciting a long, low moan from me, teetering on the brink of orgasm .
“Tell me you’re mine,” he growls .
I can barely think, let alone form words .
“Tell me,” he growls again, pulling on my hips roughly as almost-there stars explode in front of my vision .
“I’m yours,” I manage to gasp out .
Suddenly he pulls out, and I gasp, pussy clenching at the sudden emptiness .
“No,” I whimper, but before I can say anything else, before I can beg him to fuck me hard until I come, I feel the plug move in my ass again .
Julian pulls it out, tosses it somewhere. I hear the sound of a bottle being opened and then there’s something cool and wet on my now-empty back hole, Julian’s thick fingers spreading it around .
I swallow hard, suddenly nervous. Even though I’ve had my ass plugged for a week, he’s definitely way, way bigger than the plug, and I don’t know if I can take him .
I’ve never done anything like this before, apart from with Julian — I suddenly realize that I don’t even know if I’ll like it, or if I should let him do it .
You were a nice girl , a voice in the back of my head whispers. Nice girls don’t do this .
I nearly laugh out loud. Nice girls don’t do anything I’ve been doing. If that’s my concern, I think that ship has sailed .
He slides one finger into my puckered hole, then two. I bite my lip, stifling a moan, and push back against him. It’s strange but good , and his fingers can reach places the plug couldn’t, places that make my knees feel weak, that make my head spin .
He adds a third finger, and I gasp. Now I’m stretched, my ass filled with just his fingers, and Julian goes slow.
I glance down, between my legs, and I can see him stroking himself with his other hand, slick with a combination of my juices and lube, just the sight of his huge cock making me throb and ache all over again .
I give in. I arch my back and push my hips toward him, letting him sink his fingers inside my ass to the knuckle, moaning at the new sensations .
“Do it,” I gasp. “ Please .”
He fucks me slowly with his hand, my body moving back and forth with an unstoppable rhythm .
“Say it,” he commands. “Beg me .”
“Take me,” I moan .
He pushes his hand deeper, cock resting against my pussy .
“More,” he growls .
“I need you there,” I gasp out. “I need you to — ”
The head of his cock slips inside my pussy, and I whimper with pleasure .
“I need your cock inside my ass,” I finally whisper .
Instantly he pulls out, one hand on my hips, the head of his cock at my back hole now as he pushes himself inside, slowly .
“Relax,” he whispers, and I try, gasping for air into the pillow below my face .
The head of his cock slides in little by little, stretching my hole wide, making me gasp and moan, my hands desperately clutching the pillows on his bed .
He’s big, way bigger than any toy or fingers I’ve had back there, and I bite my lip, trying to fight back the pain because I want this. I want Julian to feel every inch of my body, to rule over all of me .
I want him to come in every hole. I want to be his to use as he sees fit, his to fuck wherever and whenever he wants, so I force myself to relax, press back into him even as it hurts .
I can hear myself moaning and whimpering, making desperate little mewling sounds as he pushes me wider and wider until suddenly, the head of his cock pops inside he and he growls .
“Your ass is so tight,” he murmurs, running one hand up my back. “You like that, dirty girl ?”
It doesn’t hurt anymore, but I don’t think I can move. I feel like I’m pinned to the bed by his cock, completely and utterly open to him. At his mercy .
“Yes,” I whisper .
“You want more?” he asks, voice low and gravelly .
Julian doesn’t wait for an answer, sliding himself another centimeter into me, and even though I’m totally familiar with what it feels like to have something in my ass, it’s never been this .
It’s never been something this thick or this long, something that made me feel incapable of even speaking. I just moan, my face in the pillow as my fingers and toes clench. I’m wonderfully helpless right now, my only purpose being used by this beast .
Then his hand is in my hair again, grabbing a fistful of it and pulling my head back. I struggle onto my elbows, my muscles barely able to support my weight as he’s relentless, filling me and pulling me back against him, and I know he won’t stop until he’s completely buried inside me again .
“I asked you a question,” he growls over my whimpers. “I asked if you want more .”
I swallow, my breath coming in shallow pants .
“Yes,” I whisper .
He thrusts in, harder than he has before, and it makes my back arch and toes curl with strange pleasure .
“More?” he growls .
“ Yes .”
He fucks me again, even harder, and I can hear myself moaning. My whole body tingles like I might come soon, my empty pussy drooling, my clit throbbing to be touched .
“You want it all, you pretty dirty thing ?”
He doesn’t wait for an answer that time either, just slams his cock into me until his hips are flush with my ass, a wave of pleasure so intense hitting me that I let out a sound that’s half-sob, half- shout .
“Yes!” I cry out, barely able to breathe. “Yes, oh God , yes .”
Julian starts fucking my ass, his massive cock sliding in and out, hitting pleasure centers I didn’t know I even had in my body. It’s strange, unexpected, but it feels so good that I’m helpless, putty, moaning his name over and over again .
I beg him to fuck me harder, fuck me deeper. I beg him again and again for more, to make me come, and I don’t even recognize that I’m doing it .
He does. Soon Julian’s fucking me hard, mercilessly, sinking himself deep with every hard stroke, slamming his body into mine as pleasure crackles through my veins .
“Make me come,” I’m babbling, bound hand and foot, not even able to move. “Make me come with your cock in my ass, please Sir, please make me come I need it so bad …”
I can feel it building inside me, the wave ready to break, and I’m screaming into my pillow when suddenly Julian stops .
He pulls out .
No! I think, but I can’t even form the words out loud, only lie there in sudden, shocked stillness, until suddenly I feel something at my right ankle, then my left .
Without warning, he grabs one leg and flips me over again and I’m bouncing on the bed, arms still over my head, suddenly looking at him as he kneels between my legs, thick cock glistening, pointing straight into the air .
He doesn’t say anything, but he grabs my thighs and spreads them wide, pushing my knees up by my torso. With one hand he steadies his cock against my ass and then slides in with a single thrust, making my back arch .
“I want to watch you while you take me,” he says, his breathing rough as he palms both my breasts, his fingers pinching and rolling my nipples as he does .
“I want to watch your face when you come with me inside you like this,” he goes on, one hand drifting down my torso. “I want to watch you while you know you’re helpless, while I make you come however I want .”
His thumb brushes over my clit and my whole body jerks. Now he’s not fucking me as fast as he was before, but it’s hard and deep, an angle that makes my vision go fuzzy around the edges .
“Yes,” I gasp. “Make me come, please .”
Julian circles my clit with his thumb again, then again, fucking me as he does it and it only takes seconds before it feels like my entire body explodes around him.
I’m sobbing and whimpering, certain that nothing has ever felt this good and nothing ever will again, my legs wrapping around him and pulling him into me as hard as possible .
I shatter, my whole body breaking. I’m awash with pleasure as I come again and again, peaking as he keeps fucking me, keeps rubbing my clit like that. I can barely breathe and for a moment I think I might die of asphyxiation, but I don’t even care, I just don’t want it to stop .
At last Julian grabs my hips hard, driving himself inside me even deeper than before, deeper than I thought was even possible. His cock jerks and as my consciousness floats to the surface, I can feel him come inside me, his hot, sticky seed pumping into me .
I clench around him. I want all of him, this and more. It feels good that he’s leaving some of himself in me, that I can feel it trickle out slowly for hours .
Maybe he used me. I get how it could look like that to outsiders, but it’s not what happened .
After a long time, Julian pulls out of me, his cock going soft, but he keeps my legs wrapped around his body as he strokes me, just looking , and I let him. He tweaks my nipples, runs his fingers over my collarbone, over my belly, past my hips .
He strokes my tender inner thighs, and I bite my lip, thinking for a moment that he might be starting again , but he doesn’t. That’s fine. I came so hard that right now I’m not sure I can ever come again, and definitely not right now .
“Belle,” he finally whispers. “You’re so beautiful .”