Janet POV
"Please... Baby," she just about managed to drag the words from the back of her throat.
I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the lips, our eyes locked as I reached out and my fingertips closed around her left nipple. I squeezed it hard and released it, then squeezed it harder. If you haven't noticed Toni got us kicked out of that restaurant so we're back home on the couch.
"I love seeing you like this, so desperate, so obedient, so fucking malleable... I am going to treat you so badly, and you are going to love me for it aren't you?"
"Yes Baby."
"I'm going to become the woman of your dreams, and possibly your nightmares too. Is that what you want daddy?"
"Yes Baby." Toni's words were barely audible now, such was the effort of holding back her orgasm.
"Then let go... let go of your cock." Toni released her cock, which remained stone-hard, and jerked involuntarily, desperately trying to force the cum to rise from her balls without the necessary stimulation.
"Thank you," gasped Toni as she fought for breath.
"I told you I wasn't going to ruin your orgasm, and I meant it. But as much as I want to see you stroke your cock for me, as much as I want to feel your hot creamy load spattering across the sofa. I want to keep you frustrated and horny, desperate for whatever pleasure I allow you." I parted my legs again and grabbed the back of Toni's head, forcing it down between my legs as I pushed my pussy forwards to the edge of the seat.
"Eat me make me cum... make me cum hard."
Toni collapsed onto all fours and buried her tongue inside me, the delicious taste overwhelming her and almost pushing her over the edge. As much as she wanted to cum, as much as she craved the taste of my release, nothing gave her greater pleasure than feeling her baby cumming hard under her tongue. I ground my pussy against her face as she licked my clit, Toni couldn't remember me being hornier in all the time they'd been together. Then I bucked hard against her, my hands tight around her head, fucking her face as I came harder than I could ever remember.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck... OH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!"
It seemed to go on forever, but finally, my muscles started to relax and Toni gulped down lungfuls of air, her face red and smeared with my juices. She looked down at her cock, which was still rock hard, the head an angry purple color, she needed to cum so badly at that point that for just a moment she thought about climbing on top of me, holding me down, and forcing her cock inside my wet, sloppy cunt. Just like she did yesterday. But then the moment passed, I closed my legs and brushed my dress back down to cover myself up and then rolled over on the sofa so that I was lying on my side facing her.
"That was fantastic..." I breathed, barely able to keep her eyes open. Toni smiled and felt the warm glow of my satisfaction that only a deeply submissive woman can ever understand. Toni started kissing me ripping my dress off finally.
Toni POV
She wailed as the tip of my cock banged against her cervix repeatedly. My cock audibly snapped each time I entered her as deeply as her snatch would allow, hitting rock bottom on the hard wall of the back of her pussy. Yet the more I thrust, the more she yelled for more. More. More cock. Janet's head had virtually disappeared into the couch cushions, such was the urgency of our frantic fucking. With each rocking of my pelvis, I felt her inner walls struggle to grip my dick, attempting to adjust and expand so that she could accept more length, more girth, more dick.
"More, deeper, harder, more cock," she screamed over and over, our aerobics rattling the crystal chandelier in the adjacent room.
Sweat poured from my brow and streamed onto her torso, and I became legitimately concerned that I would smother her, her face was buried so deeply in the upholstery.
And so I became the choreographer, picking her lithe frame-up, high in the air, fucking her standing up for a few moments while we continued to lock lips while she mumbled every combination of x-rated rantings into my mouth, and then finally, I turned and plopped myself down on the couch, never releasing her humid pussy from my engorged cock, and slammed her down on me, reverse cowgirl style. I pulled her wrists back so that they were locked in my palms, assuring that I could continue to control her body, which by now, had unequivocally surrendered to the assault being perpetrated on her by my cock. I pulled her back towards me and began caressing her nipples with my free hand, and she was now close enough to me to swivel her neck around to kiss me once more. Every time her lips met mine and her tongue sucked into my mouth, the electricity within my cock rose exponentially. How did Janet put it? "Fuck me like you want to kiss me forever...." By now, I was an unabashed convert to the virtues of sexual endeavors with a sexy woman. But, greedy bastard that I've always been, I wanted more. I wanted that ass of hers. I pushed Janet up, releasing her wrists so that she could now bounce unencumbered on me. She placed her hands on my thighs to balance herself while I could now watch my dick squish in and out of her puffy pussy lips, now liberally dripping with a milky white liquid substance. (What a beautiful view.) As if reading my mind for the eventual destination of my cock, Janet dipped her fingers into her mouth and began salivating over three digits. She then reached back, all the while groaning and bucking her hips down onto my lap fiercely, and stuck first one, and then another finger into her rectum, twirling them around like miniature corkscrews in an attempt to lubricate and loosen her anal cavity. She looked back to admonish me, pulling out her fingers with a 'pop', and then wagging them at me with raised eyebrows and a maternal scowl, which was ironic because she was old enough to be my mother.
"There's a time to be rough. This is not one of those times. You're hung like a horse. Don't ruin me. Go slow. Please." She raised her hips off of me, reluctantly pulling her steamy, humid cunt off of my beet-red member. My cockhead was being rubbed raw by the force and friction of our animated fucking. I could only imagine the bruises and bumps on Janet's vaginal walls and cervix. No wonder she wanted it in her ass. She needed to give her poor pussy a break. With the careful precision of a surgeon performing micro-surgery, she reached around, and with both hands, she pried her taut ass cheeks apart, causing her winking butthole to gape at me teasingly. She fell back, her back on my chest, to brace herself against the upcoming anal penetration. She stuck yet one more finger into her anus after licking it with enough spit to put out a small brush fire. A slight rise of her hips, and my cockhead slid into her as about a half-an-inch, just enough to make her wince.
"Ooh," she groaned in a guttural exclamation.
"Aaah," I exhaled, feeling the heat and vice-like grip of her tightest hole grip my cockhead like a flaming glove. She rocked ever so slowly on me, and with each subtle gyration, my cock slid in perhaps about another quarter of an inch. Without turning around this time, she gave me additional counsel.
"It's close....aaahhh. When you hear and feel the pop, then you can go fast. Get ready........" About ten seconds later, I did feel the aforementioned pop, as her anal muscles immediately wrapped around my shaft like a collapsing wall of heated bricks. She leaned back more, grunting loudly now, and I grabbed her breasts roughly, groping the small grapefruit-sized orbs, pinching and pulling on the rubbery nipples until they distended almost a full inch from her areolas, and I began to nip on the nape of her neck as her hair flew wildly into my eyes.
A/N- I'm tired. Yawning 🥱
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