8 Rich
I can tell the moment Kimber passes out. Her jaw stops working against me and I slide deeper, bottoming out in her throat as she sags.
I release her nose, letting her body take the oxygen it needs, and keep fucking into her mouth. She’s no longer fighting beneath me, and I’m impossibly hard now that she’s at my mercy.
Mercy she gifted me.
When I finally pull free from her throat she groans, but doesn't wake up. She should stay out for a few if for no other reason than the oxygen deprivation. It’ll give me enough time to fuck her how I want, and even better, to wake her up in the middle too.
Chasing Kimber through the dark was fun, but I’d prefer to fuck her in her sleep in my bed and wake her up full of me.
Next time.
I shift away from Kim and work my way down her body, tugging the top of her dress down until her breasts spill out of it. Her nipples are already hard, and I spend the time rolling each through my fingertips and wet the tips, letting the cool evening air harden them further.
As I shift back and feel the thin slip of fabric covering her pussy, I make an instantaneous decision and grab the lace, tearing it down the middle. It shreds easily, and my cock will do the rest when I fuck her.
Still…
Moving down, I bend and lick her pussy, feeling how wet she already is. She’s soaking, and it makes me moan as I slide my tongue into her and fuck her with my mouth. Her body responds, getting wetter, and her hips rock every so slightly against my face.
I press one hand to her stomach, holding her in place, and run my finger through her center. She’s wet enough it only takes a moment to soak the digit, and when I’m satisfied I shift back to continue eating her swollen cunt, and move my other hand to trace along her asshole.
She’s out, so there’s little resistance as I push in.
It makes me moan against her, eager to be inside her, but I don’t want her to wake up and be in more pain than necessary either.
I work my finger down to the knuckle, sucking on her clit and her pussy lips, letting her sweet juices drip down my face until she whimpers in her sleep.
Then I add a second finger, sans lube, and while there’s more resistance, her body still gives easily to the intrusion.
I’ve seen Kimber looking at plugs, and a few times I’ve seen her wandering around the club with a chain that clearly connects to one.
I know she likes ass play, and now it’s my turn to play with her instead of just watch.
When I’m satisfied, I remove my fingers and reach into my pocket.
Her head start gave me time to go and find the toy, and it should be interesting to see how she likes it.
The plug is a spreader, meaning that the head goes in like a regular plug and expands once inside the body, so it’ll open her ass up for me.
When I withdraw it later, the bulbous head will close again via the design, and it’ll slide easily out of her gaping ass.
She’ll be ready for me before she knows it.
I run the head of the toy through her sopping wet pussy, and when I move and press it into her it slides in easily just like I thought. Her body rocks against the contact, making my cock bounce in anticipation, and she whimpers.
She’s going to feel so good while she’s so full like this.
I leave the toy in her ass once it’s fully seated and shift back, fisting my cock and giving myself a few strokes before lining up with her pussy. I didn’t grab condoms on purpose. Coating the head of my dick, I push into her eager body easily, and she gasps loudly in the dark.
I don’t go easy on her, planting my hands on the ground near her elbows as I pound into her.
It makes her hips bump into the ground with every thrust, her pussy clamping around me again like it did the last time.
She lasts a few strokes because I feel her clench, her body shifting a little in her sleep as she gasps, louder this time.
Leaning down, I kiss her throat when I speak. “You feel so good coming apart on me while you sleep. Do it again.”
I fuck her harder, her body rocking with me on the ground, and shift to press one hand to her clit. Her body jolts at the contact before I lean down, taking one of her pebbled nipples into my mouth and raking my teeth over it.
Kimber wakes with a cry. Her hands slam down on my arms in the dark, her pussy tightening again and she grinds against me. A loud gasp follows, and I lick a trail across her chest to her other nipple and bite a little harder.
“R-Rich-” she moans.
I suck the bud into my mouth until I release her with a pop, and she whimpers. I’m still slamming her into the ground, her nails raking down my arms. “Hmm?”
She rocks against me. “W-what is in my ass?”
I chuckle, kissing her neck again. “A spreader. So you can gape for me when I fill that ass with my cum.”
Kimber arches on the ground, her body tightening again. She’s going to orgasm again, possibly harder than she did the first time. ‘T-that’s new…”
“Good,” I growl, changing the rhythm so my thrusts are sharper, shorter, snapping harder into her. “I like being something new for you.”
She cries out then, and I turn to suck on her throat and leave a mark behind. This is my fucking girl, and I’ll leave reminders if I have to so she doesn’t forget how viciously I fucked her come morning.
“Fuck!” she sobs, whithering beneath me. She’s soaking both of us, and I don’t doubt the ground will be damp when we manage to get up. “Don’t stop.”
“I’m not stopping until I see my cum drip out of your ass,” I tell her, and she whimpers again. “I’ll make you walk back to the house with it dripping out of you, and then maybe I’ll have you crawl up to the bedroom so I can watch my messy girl. I want you dirty for me.”
Kimber moans, and I use the moment to pull out of her. I sit back on my knees, grabbing hers, and flip her again so she’s on her stomach before she can react.
She takes initiative, kicking out at me as she tries to scramble away from me. None of the fight left her, and I lock one arm around her calf as I hold her in place, reaching out to the plug with my other. I grab the base and twist it in her ass, making her stop and moan loudly.
Gripping the base, I pull it out of her. She throws her head back and shrieks, the plug resisting when we get back to the head, but after fucking her with it for a moment the toy gives and retracts back into the proper shape, the spreader closing as I pull it out of her.
I move, pressing the head of my cock to her ass the moment the toy is gone and stuffed into my pocket.
I don’t give her time to think about it, pushing the head and the first two inches of my cock into her ass in one hard thrust. I’m still coated in her, the cool air drying me a little, and her body bows back into an arch as I slide into her.
“Oh my god!”
I reach forward, grabbing her throat again, and her skin is covered in dirt and sweat now. I keep her arched as I push in deeper before I start fucking her, knowing I don’t need much after her pussy tightened around me that many times. “God isn’t here for you anymore, Dreamer. I am.”
Kim sobs, her body coming apart beneath me as I fuck deeper into her ass, and when I feel her soaking my pants I cum with a growl. My hand tightens on her throat, making her choke for her next breath, and I groan and keep fucking into her as my balls empty inside her.
She’s twitching when I finally relent, loosening my grip on her throat so she can take gaping breaths and sag into my palm. Her body relaxes, my cock slowly softening inside her. It’ll be easier to pull out once I’m no longer rock hard and dying to claim her again.
I lean over, kissing her throat where my fingertips aren’t, using my other hand to find her wrist. I feel the scars, but more importantly, I feel her pulse. It’s rapid but strong, and as her breathing begins to even out I pull back from her.
“You are a dream, Kim. Now, how about I carry you back up the hill?”
~~~
She sleeps the rest of the night and into the morning. We take a half-assed shower that she mostly sleeps through, and she passes out still wearing the necklace and snoring softly in my bed.
I watch her for a long while before trying to escape into sleep myself. Her pleasured cries fuel my dreams, and it doesn’t give me a whole lot of rest. When I wake up in the morning, Kim is gone.
Blinking, I sit up straighter and look around. Her half of the bed is made and I don’t see her clothes or spare shoes. There’s no sound of the shower either.
Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I get out of bed.
It’s barely seven, so I’m surprised she’s up and gone this early.
After the way I fucked her last night I owed her breakfast at the very least. And I really wanted to have a discussion.
Fucking her in my backyard was fantastic, but if I make a habit of it the neighbors on either side of me might notice.
Did she seriously ditch me come morning?
There’s no messages on my phone, leaving a cold feeling in my chest as I make my way downstairs for coffee. I’ve already turned on the pot before I notice the fridge, frowning as I lean in.
Didn’t want to wake you. Knew you’d come down for caffeine at some point. Boss called me in. Day’s starting early.
Thanks for last night. Let’s do it again… maybe?
Despite the prick of annoyance that she’s gone, I can’t help but smile to myself. At least she left a note. And if she wants to do it again I’m happy to oblige.
As I watch the coffee brew I can’t help stewing in my thoughts.
We could have a lot of fun together if she was able to trust me as much as she did yesterday all the time.
But Kimber has her walls, and they’ll go up the moment she feels uncomfortable with something.
It happens too often with me when I start to pry.
She showed me what she likes. Trusted that I wouldn’t take things too far or seriously hurt her. She didn’t have to offer that amount of trust to me but she did so anyway.
Still, she has hang ups. Old scars, a strong dependence on alcohol, and dodgy questions about a mysterious man from her past that she claims is dead. There are a lot of questions and few answers when it comes to her.
I try to picture it, but I don’t think I’ve ever seen Kim act the way she did last night with any of the members of S&S.
Even when it’s midday or early evening and she’s already partnered off, she hasn’t let herself be that open.
That vocal. She displays the persona she wants someone to see and doesn’t give away anything else.
I’ve seen her kneel for Emilio. Crawl for Ian. Kiss Carlos. There’s too many names to give proper thought to, but the point is Kim was completely into it last night. I checked with her when she showered, and she just gave me a dopey-eyed smile and said it was fucking amazing.
We won’t have that kind of fun at Sins. Right now primal and somno aren’t options and I don’t see the owners changing their minds on it anytime soon.
As I grab the cup of coffee and stir in some sugar, the answer practically screams in my mind. I know a place that would give her that freedom. It’s just a matter of whether or not she’ll go for it.