30 seconds later, I’d risen a little too close to orgasm for my own good. I needed a break. Plus I wanted to reward Haley for a job well done. So I pulled my cock out of her mouth, bent down, picked her up, threw her over my shoulders, and carried her into the bedroom.
Once there, I tossed her down on the bed, her back on the mattress and her legs up in the air. I grabbed ahold of her ankles and spread her legs wide, as far as they would go. They were sticking straight out, knees locked, leg muscles tight.
“Hold them there,” I said.
Haley grabbed the heels of her boots and held her legs in position, wide open and beckoning.
Still standing, I looked down at her, taking in her whole body before proceeding. Her white panties were soaked through, allowing me to see her pussy behind them. Her shirt was still covering her tits, but I left it on. There’s something about fucking a girl that’s still clothed that turned me on immensely.
I grabbed Haley’s hips and slid them towards me until her lower half was right at the edge of the bed. From this angle, with me standing and her lying on the bed, my cock was hovering right over her pussy as if showing me where it wanted to go. For a moment I was tempted to stick it in her, but the temptation quickly passed. I had some other things that I needed to do is first.
Reaching down, I grabbed ahold of Haley’s panties and yanked them aside, revealing her cleanly shaved, luscious little pink pussy. I turned slightly to the side to give myself a better angle, then slid two fingers inside her.
I started off slowly, moving them back and forth with the purpose, rubbing the underside of her clit, something that I knew drove her crazy. I gradually picked up steam, moving my fingers faster and faster in and out of her. Haley had told me before that she liked getting fingered just as much as she liked getting fucked, if not more, and it showed in her face. She was trying to maintain her façade of indifference but was losing the battle. And when I curled the tip of my fingers upward and went to work on her G-spot, she gave up entirely.
Her face was a curious mixture of pleasure and anger, as though she was mad at herself for feeling so good. I paused for a moment to slip a third finger inside her pussy then immediately picked up right where I’d left off, slamming my fingers into her hard enough that her legs started to buckle, bending at the knee.
I immediately pulled my fingers from her pussy. Haley groaned in disappointment, a sound that turned into a yelp of surprise when I smacked her pussy with my open palm.
“What the fuck was that for?” she asked, her legs folding even further.
“Did I say you could relax your legs?” I asked.
She shook her head and pulled her legs taut once again.
“That’s better,” I said.
“Now will you stick your fingers back in me?” she asked.
Her need had taken her attitude down a notch, something that almost always happened. She started out talking shit but as she got more and more into the physical aspects of the evening, she started to mellow out. Her attitude never truly disappeared, but it definitely went into hiding as the needs of her body began to trump her personality.
“That depends,” I said. “Can you keep your legs tight no matter what I do to you?”
Haley nodded.
I gave her another smack on the pussy. She yelped again and flinched but didn’t fold her legs this time.
“Are you sure?” I said. “You almost collapsed right there.”
“I’m sure,” she said, a hint of defiance rising again.
I smacked her again, this time on the inner part of her thigh.
She held tight.
I smacked her other thigh, harder this time. The sound echoed about the bedroom.
She bit down on her bottom lip but still she didn’t fold her legs.
“Not bad,” I said. “I think you’ve earned my fingers again.”
So I gave them to her, sliding all three inside her pussy. They went in even easier than they had earlier. Apparently getting smacked around turned Haley on just as much as a good finger-banging.
I put my left foot up on the bed and leaned forward, altering the angle of penetration and allowing me to slide my fingers even deeper inside her. I pushed them in until they were well past the knuckles and held them there as her pussy clenched tight.
“Holyfuckingshit,” Haley said as I started sliding them back and forth deep inside her, exploring her insides. Her legs were quivering but she held on tight, not letting them falter.
I hammered my fingers into her, trying to get Haley to cave, but still she held her legs to the side, her knees locked out and her thighs rock-hard. My head was right above hers and she stared up at me, her eyes laced with defiance even as the rest of her features gave in to the pleasure. She was intent on outlasting me, taking as much as I could give her without folding again.
There was no way that was going to happen, of course. I still had a couple tricks up my sleeve. It was time I broke one out.
While my right hand still pounding away at her pussy, I reached down with my left and tore her blouse open, popping the buttons off and exposing her firm, perky little tits.
I groped one for a moment,
