Chapter 39: Sweet Anna 2
Anna was still trembling from the edge of orgasm, chest heaving, heavy tits glistening with oil and saliva.
Without saying a word I lined the fat head up with her entrance and slammed forward in one deep, brutal thrust.
Anna’s eyes flew wide. A raw, broken scream tore out of her throat as my thick cock stretched her mature pussy wide open.
"Aaahh~ fuck! Soo big. Wait~! You’re fucking me! You’re actually putting your cock inside me!" She sobbed, voice high and panicked.
Her hands flew wide to my hips, pushing weakly, legs trying to close around my waist in a last desperate attempt.
"Pull it out! I’m married — you can’t just fuck me like a whore on this table — oh god it’s so deep~ mmmph!"
"I know exactly what you need," I hissed. "And I’m the only one who can give it to you."
I ignored her and started pounding. Long, hard strokes that drove my cock all the way to the base with each thrust.
Her tight cougar cunt was still gripping like a fist from the fingering, hot velvet walls fluttering and squeezing desperately around every thick inch.
The wet filthy slap~ slap~ slap~ of my hips against her soft ass and thighs filled the small space, mixed with the constant wet squelching of her juices being fucked out of her.
Oil from the massage mixed with her cream, coating my shaft in shiny, sticky mess that dripped down onto the sheets.
Her heavy tits bounced and jiggled violently with every thrust, nipples still red and swollen from earlier sucking.
’I’m being ruined by a masseuse on a family getaway!’ — "Stop~ please— it’s too much — you’re cock is stretching me so fucking wide." She sobbed, but her legs were spreading widely to meet my thrust.
"Don’t cum inside — ahhh, fuck! Don’t stop!"
I grabbed her thick thighs, shoved them higher and wider, folding her almost in half.
The angle made her completely exposed and trapped so i could slam even deeper.
The head of my cock punched against her cervix with every stroke.
Her pussy made obscenely loud wet noises — wet,
Schlick~! Schlick~! Schlick~! — sounds as I rammed her insides.
Anna’s resistance crumbled completely into pure slutty desperation.
Her hands stopped pushing and started clawing my back, fingers clenching onto my t-shirt.
"Harder — fuck me harder- pound that vanilla pussy— ruin me, fill me- ohh god I’m going to cum on your cock." She moaned filthily.
"That’s more like it." I grinned darkly.
Leaning down, still pounding relentlessly, and sucking one of her bouncing tits back into my mouth, biting her sensitive nipple while my hips never stopped their brutal rhythm.
Her cunt clenched harder and harder, flooding more cream around my shaft until it was pouring out with every thrust in messy white froth.
"Take every inch, you desperately married slut," I growled against her breast. "You’re pussy belongs to me now."
Those words alone stirred something wild in Anna.
"Fucck~ I’m cumin, I’m cumin like a slut!" She screamed as her orgasm ripped through her.
She shuddered so hard her teeth clenched.
Her wall convulsed in powerful, rhythmic spasms, milking my cock In tight, wet pulses while her juices sprayed around the base.
Her whole body shook violently, heavy tits heaving, mouth open in a continuous filthy moan.
I kept fucking her straight through it — deep, savage strokes that turned her orgasm into something prolonged and overwhelming — until her pussy was a sloppy, overstretched mess around my still hard cock.
My voice dropped to a whisper against her ear, sweet and filthy.
"Didn’t that feel great? it’s my turn now."
I felt my cock throb violently inside her, creamy pussy.
Just as her orgasm was about to peak again I yanked out with a wet — schlorp, thick strings of her juices connecting my flushed crown to her gaping hole.
I scrambled over the table, moving past her hips, straddling her soft stomach, and aimed my glistening, veiny cock at her flushed face.
Anna’s eyes widened in shock. "Wait— what are you -no, not my face—!"
I stroked hard and fast. The first thick rope of cum blasted across her left cheek, splattering over her open mouth and nose.
"Fuck." I grunted.
’Fuck.. what is he doing?’ Her face shrugged.
She tried to turn away but I grabbed a fist full of her blonde hair and held her still.
Rope after rope painted her — hot, heavy spurts landing across her forehead, both cheeks, her lips, and dripping down onto her chin and the upper slopes of her heavy tits.
One long strand draped across her right eye. Her face was filthy, sticky mess of white cum, oil, and her own spit.
"Mmmmph-! You came on my face! A masseuse just painted my with cum.." she whimpered, tongue darting out almost involuntarily to taste a thick drop that had landed on her lip.
"It’s so much... it’s dripping into my mouth... this is so degrading.."
"Don’t worry.. lick it all up.. that’s an anti depressant syrup." I taunted her.
Smearing the remaining cum across her cheeks with the head of my hard cock.
I chuckled, the sound dark and mean. "Open that adulterous mouth taste the cum of a total stranger."
"No~ no."
I held her head up in place, she fought for half a second then her lips parted and she sucked me like she was starving.
Tongue swirling, cheeks hallowing, licking my cum and herself off me with broken, desperate moans.
I pulled out with a wet pop.
LUST purrs approvingly.
[Good job Kenji, you’re making me proud. Also don’t forget, taboo’s are super LP boosters]
’I hadn’t forgotten a single bit LUST.’ I grinned.
I climbed off the table, I flipped Anna roughly onto her stomach, dragging her hips back so her plump, oil-slicked ass was raised high in shameless offering.
Her heavy tits flattened against the table, still dripping with the cum that had ran down from her face.
’Fuck yes.. can’t believe I’m slutting out the wife of the scary billionaire Goto. Now his vanilla is going take every thick inch in her ass..’