When We Were Younger

Hunting

This chapter is rated M for sexual content.

Arthur and Lilly quickly undressed and he grabbed the book before going over to the table with Lilly. She rolled her eyes as he opened to the page he wanted. "Did you already forget what we were doin'?" she asked him.

"No, I just wanna make sure we're doin' it right," he replied. He found the page and set it on the table. "Alright. Sit."

Lilly smirked at him. "So demanding. Aren't you goin' to say please?"

Arthur picked her up and forced her down, then he put her legs over his shoulders. "No, woman, I'm not. Now put your hands behind you, like the picture."

Lilly glanced at the book and sighed before placing her palms on the surface, her fingers pointed towards him. Now Arthur was getting a little irritated at her casual demeanor. She seemed bored. He put his legs shoulder-length apart, bent a little at the knees, and put his hands on her lower back to pull her closer. His member pressed against her labia and she gasped. "Oooh, are you goin' to tease me?"

Arthur shook his head. "No. I'm goin' to fuck the hell out of you."

Lilly giggled and wiggled herself to allow him in. "Well hurry up, I'm wai-" Arthur shoved himself in and Lilly cried out. "Ó a Dhia!" [Oh my God!]

Arthur cackled and thrust into her deeply, making her scream out again. "Sin céart. Béic, mo bhean chéile." [That's right. Scream, my wife.]

Lilly kept shouting all sorts of things like "yes", "fuck", "more", and "deeper" as Arthur plunged into her over and over. If he was being honest with himself, Arthur wanted to scream from how deep he was able to be inside Lilly. It was taking all his willpower not to. However, that didn't mean he would keep quiet and he certainly couldn't.

"Oh Lilly! God damn, Lilly!" his voice warbled.

He kissed her passionately as the table began to rock back and forth on its legs. As he grasped her hips and pushed and pulled them to penetrate her more, the table creaked and groaned from the activity. Arthur growled into her mouth and lifted her off the table. He held her by her back and looked around for something to balance her on. The dresser. That would work. He tried to walk over there quickly but found he wouldn't make it because she was gyrating her hips on him while he walked. Instead of the dresser, Arthur pinned Lilly on the wall and as soon as he was thrusting into her again, he realized the leverage of the wall was much better than the table. Lilly wrapped her arms around the back of his neck and screamed even louder than she was screaming beforehand. At this point Arthur found he had to pace his breathing and they were both drenched in sweat. Suddenly he felt Lilly's pussy clenched around him and she yelled into his mouth. Arthur felt liquid spurt out from her and he looked down.

"Jesus Christ, Lillian..." he groaned loudly. "You came all over me.

"Sorry," she moaned out, her breathing ragged and high pitched. Her whole body was trembling against him and tears were rolling down her face. He absolutely loved it.

"Don't be sorry. Do it again."

Lilly nodded and Arthur went back to thrusting in and out of her. As he held Lilly by her buttocks, she pulled his upper body to her and kissed him. Arthur leaned into her and soon he felt her womanhood spasm and gush once more. His eyes rolled back a little and he growled into her mouth. He could feel himself getting close so he slowed down a bit to pace himself. Fingertips gripped her butt cheeks and she yelped from being pinched, but Arthur didn't care. He nibbled on her neck softly and she moaned his name. He increased his pace a little bit and Lilly once again came around him which sent him over the edge. He plunged into her as deeply as he could when he came and he growled loudly into her mouth. Both of them were shaking tremendously, wet hair was stuck to their sweaty faces, and their breaths were shallow and loud.