Hidden Melodies

Chapter Twenty-Six

Copyright by Joelle Blue ©

TW: sexual situations and discussion of torture and death

Ozzie

"Fuck, siren. That's it. Take every inch," Charlie moans as he slides his thick dick inside me from behind. My ass is in the air, his hands are gripping my hips tight as he slowly pumps into me. "You feel so good, baby," he growls and starts to pump faster, moving my body back into his.

Whenever we're in this position, my moans are uncontrollable. He gets so deep, and I become uninhibited with my desire for him. My face is smashed into the bed, my hips ache as I hold myself up, but he feels so good that I forget about all the aches. I reach my hand underneath us and find his balls and pull, making him grunt and curse. "Oh, baby, you're gonna make me come if you do that. Rub your clit, I wanna feel you come, wanna feel you milk my cock." I'm a good girl, so I start to quickly rub my clit, and the tingling feeling in my lower back increases.

"Charlie, I'm gonna come," I whimper.

"Come for me, siren, be a good girl and come." Yes sir.

The moment I come, Charlie starts to stutter his movements, and slow down. When my orgasm comes down, Charlie starts to fuck into me like a crazed man, using my body for his pleasure. And I love it. He suddenly pulls out and I can hear him rip the condom off and jack off. I feel his cum land right between my ass cheeks and run down my slit. He rubs it into my tight hole and gently pushes his finger in.

"I wanna fuck your ass, siren. Can I? I wanna see my cum run out of you. I wanna feel how tight your ass can be," he breathes out and I look back and see him intently focused on pussy and ass. I nod, thinking that sounds like a great idea.

"God, just the thought is getting me hard again," he moans. He grabs my hips and flips me over. He scoots back up to me and lifts my legs up to my head, baring everything to him. "Fuck, look at you. You're so beautiful," he leans down and kisses me deep for a few minutes, rubbing his cock through my folds.

When he leans back up, his cock is completely hard again. He reaches for my side table, pulling out lube that I didn't even know was there. He sees the question on my face and replies with a shrug and a low muttered "research."

He brings my legs back up with my knees by my ears and squirts a generous amount of lube on my ass. He rubs it in, then slowly works one finger in, pumping slowly, and it feels different. It feels good but foreign, and I like it. His eyes are roaming all over my body, like he can't decide where to look. Feeling his eyes on me, knowing he likes what he sees makes the experience so much better.

He pulls his finger out and I feel him press the head of his cock up to me and gently push himself in millimeter by millimeter. "Relax, sweetheart," he whispers and starts to rub my clit with his other hand. I take a deep breath and relax into the bed. By the time he's pushed his entire dick into my ass, I'm sweating and desperate for him to move.

"Move, baby, please," I whimper.

"Look at you take my cock, I could watch that all day," he murmurs as he looks at where we're connected, plunging in and out at a slow pace. I can feel my orgasm creeping up on me just from the penetration alone.

"Oh shit, Charlie, I think I'm gonna come," I pant, holding onto his arms for dear life.

"Next time, I wanna stuff something in this pussy. Would you let me do that, siren?" Geez, his dirty talk just gets better and better. I just nod through my moans. That sounds intense but amazing. He flicks my clit a little bit more, and my orgasm barrels through me, and through my haze, I can feel and hear Charlie come again. He pulls out and watches as his cum starts to drip out of me, and I see his dick jerk.