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Treasured Chest 4
🕑 Added 2020-08-28 17:13:20 +0000 UTC
Lara’s entire body was on fire. She couldn’t hold in her reaction to being fucked in the ass—she shook, luscious body jiggling with the sensations it gave her. And she still felt the hard slap he had given her ass. That had actually gotten her a little hot.
But the pain from that was bittersweet compared to how Steve’s cock felt up her asshole. Every movement he made in her tight passage seemed seismic, an earthquake inside her. Lara didn’t know how much she could take of this—of being totally filled up, stuffed to the verge of overflowing, stretched as she hadn’t been since first losing her virginity.
Then Steve was sliding out of her. The relief should’ve been immense, a kind of fulfillment of pressure as in Lara’s dalliances with sadomasochism. It wasn’t. The emptiness his prick left behind was far worse than how she’d been stretched and deformed with him inside her.
“No, no, you can’t!” Lara shouted out before she even knew what she was saying. “Put it back in! You’re not done yet—you haven’t come, I haven’t come! I need it! Don’t you need it? Don’t you need to fuck my ass?”
Steve laughed—the sound hit Lara from far away, all the way through the blood pounding in her ears, and she felt insulted far beyond the taunts he had given her before. A little smack talk was all well and good within any game, even sex, but now he was refusing to play, cheating, cheating her of the pleasure she’d rightfully earned by enduring that ungodly torment. What kind of sadist was he, to be willing to sodomize her when she didn’t want it and now deny her just when it was feeling good?
Steve stopped, only his engorged cockhead still inside Lara’s splayed anus. He paused there, poised, making Lara wait for him to thrust back inside her. And while she waited, his hands circled her waist, finding the fleecy hair of her pubic thatch. Following those neatly shaven curls like a treasure map, he came to her tidy little clit, as furiously swollen as Lara’s emotions. He stroked it—Lara gaped, both incensed and ecstatic.
“Cor blimey… oh bloody hell! Unnnffff!” Lara howled. “You never said… never said you were going to do that to me! Fuck, oh shit, Rogers—I thought I wasn’t going to enjoy this!”
“I’m going easy on you,” Steve assured her. “If I really wanted to be mean, I’d make you say ‘please.’”
“Please, please, bloody PLEASE!”
And Steve thrust himself into her ass like a conquering hero.
Lara didn’t know if she came before, during, or after he returned to her ass. All she knew was that she was cooing in the throes of orgasm while he pumped himself into her bowels with all the speed and strength and stamina she would’ve expected from that Olympian body. It still hurt, but the pain was washed out, something subconscious in comparison to the vividness of her orgasm. She had flirted with him, teased him, seduced him. Now he was giving her what she’d asked for, only Steve was a good enough cocksman to know what she needed, not what she wanted.
She wanted to fuck him. She needed to be his bitch.
“Brace yourself, I’m going to wrap this up,” Steve told her. It wasn’t an idle warning.
His hips exploded into motion, plunging him repeatedly into her hot asshole. He felt the clinging circle of her anus part again and again for his pistoning manhood. Lara shrieked in orgasmic bliss, her inner flesh rippling, tightening on Steve’s cock until he could barely stand it.
Sweat poured down his forehead. He glanced at the oven. Sixty seconds. He might as well keep going for the remainder of the time. Now that he had Lara where he wanted her, it would be interesting to see how many orgasms he could get out of her conquered body.
He fucked her harder, his loins smacking against her buttocks as hard as his palm had when he’d slapped her at the beginning, leaving a handprint that was fading as the rest of her plump ass reddened to match it.
Lara was being driven out of her mind with pleasure. She came repeatedly, so many times that it felt like it was never-ending, that her orgasm would go on forever. Her body tensed up, clutching fiercely at Steve’s member.
It was finally more than he could take, just how submissive Lara was in the heat of the moment. He came, pumping white-hot seed into Lara’s bowels like he wanted to leave her a permanent reminder of who she belonged to.
Lara felt his cum surging inside of her, her sensations flared, and she exploded too. Climaxing so hard it was like she was having two orgasms at once, coming in her pussy and her ass at the same time. She felt his driving prick and the searing flood of his semen inside her and she remembered the feel of his hand as it’d come down on her ass and she orgasmed.
Lara didn’t think she could stop orgasming. She sobbed and shook and finally collapsed weakly down underneath Steve, totally drained of all energy, her emotions burnt out. Lara had been thrilled as she never had been before and now it was over, done with.
She felt Steve’s thick manhood melting inside her, coming out of her with a torrent of his jizz. The butter he’d used to lube himself up seemed to sting her rectum, it felt so different from the cum that otherwise inundated her. That was the only thing in Lara’s world that differed from utter and absolute satiation. She felt like a goddess. She felt like she’d been fucked by a god.
Steve marched over to the oven, turning off the timer just as it rang. “Did you work up an appetite or was it just me?” he asked, pulling down the oven door.
Lara drooled absently, though it had nothing to do with dinner being ready. If she tasted anything, it would probably be cum. Steve had certainly pushed enough into her ass.
But not enough that she didn’t want more.
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Shendude
Wow!
