allowing their breathing to return to normal before giving themselves up to the welcome abyss of oblivion.
A brilliant sun rose and hung high in an azure sky, warming the day. A gentle breeze wafted the aromas of azaleas and American Beauty roses from nearby gardens, and the raucous chatter of backyard squirrels announced to the world that it was another bright sunny day. Cars passed on the road outside. Somewhere a horn blew. Morning had begun and was well underway, edging close to eleven o'clock.
Tommy stirred slightly, taking a few fuzzy seconds to orient himself to the strange bed. He didn't open his eyes as he chased the fanciful dreams he had had, those recurring vivid pictures of Paulette's fabulous ass and her insatiable sexual hunger. His senses cleared with a slow fondness and he found her warmly next to him, her soft scent of delicate jasmine flooding his mind and shooing away the cobwebs of sleep. He basked in her tantalizing scent, not wanting to disturb her, yet feeling a hot desire at the base of his huge prick.
And then he felt it! He was still in her divine ass!
His mind whirled a delicious passion as he felt the soft cheeks of her ass along the base of his shaft, then the tight ring of her fantastic asshole an inch below the heavy helmet, then her regal passage gripping the knob of his being with a velvet softness.
A new and exciting heat pumped into his prick. He remained absolutely motionless, feeling the welcome blood surge with great throbs in his growing manhood, unlimbering the beast, feeling it nestle deeper in her satin-smooth chute, thrilling him with its tightness. And slowly, very carefully, he pressed his face into the flowing brown curls at the back of her neck, his early-morning senses reeling and climbing through his body as he breathed her heady aroma; cleanliness, jasmine, and woman, all combining in a dizziness of constantly changing sensuality that tugged at his every fiber and drummed out its purely sexual meaning in his aching and growing tool.
Her excited asshole nudged her sleeping mind to wakefulness as Tommy's thick manhood throbbed itself along the sensitive lining of her rectum, waking her with an instant and well-defined need in her warm bottom.
'Ummm,' she sighed deliciously, wanting to stretch and back fully onto the pleasant surprise in her ass, but Tommy's hand clamped tightly on her hip, not allowing her to move.
'Shhhh… ' he whispered softly, filling his head with her erotic scent as he breathed silently in the gentle curve of her neck. 'Don't wake Bobby. Don't move. Don't do a thing. This time it is for me alone.' He pressed his lips to her ear, kissing the warm morsel and nipping at the lobe until the pain brought her fully awake.
'Don't move a muscle,' he warned quietly before slowly bringing his mouth to her neck and biting her hot flesh until she tensed at his sharp teeth. 'Just lie there and take it,' he breathed, bringing his pelvis to her naked ass with infinite patience, sliding his dick all the way into her fiery bottom and feeling his massive cock head spearing into her tight bowels. 'Don't move. I want this all for myself. I want to come in your tight ass without you doing a thing. You understand?'
She felt his strong fingers digging painfully into the flesh at her hip and she nodded willingly, telling him she understood and would obey his command, then felt his hurtful grip ease and become almost a caress as he pulled back very slowly until just his broad cock head remained in her unprotesting behind.
'Use your ass muscles,' he whispered. 'Make it tight and nice for me, Paulette. Make me come real good in your hot ass.' Again he slowly pushed his hard cock into her, feeling her breath quicken as the hard knob of his man-strength slid into her belly. 'That's the baby. Nice and tight. Yes, squeeze me…'
She continued to nod as a strange wild thrill seized her insides. Her mind raced excitedly, knowing he was using her, forcing her with his hard, needy dominance to act as a mere receptacle for his spunk, treating her like a whore, demanding sex his way, giving nothing but his hard cock and expecting her to perform on his royal rod exactly the way he told her to. Her tongue darted across her full lips as she began working the muscles of her ass, squeezing and milking his huge silken shaft, doing precisely what he ordered with a total needy obedience of her own.
Slowly, moving a fraction of an inch at a time, she managed to arch her back and push out her smooth pliant ass, accepting more of his heated rod into the needy regions of her alive and churning bowels, allowing him to creep his prick fully into her before he inched with incredible slowness back to the fevered ring of her ass.
The slowness, the unreal quality of his teasing tempo, and her velvety muscles massaging his throbbing tool, flamed his mind and brought an agonizing desire to roughly flip her onto her stomach and pound his hardness into her, drive it full length into her perfect ass. His breathing was ragged as he controlled his slow stroking against all his natural instincts. He fought himself with a savage intensity, keeping the pace slow and deliberate even though the first delicate featherings of orgasm danced through his tense balls.
She fought the overriding desire to throw herself back on Tommy's engorged penis each time it found its way into her with delightful slowness. Never before had she experienced an orgasm blossoming so sweetly and gently. Tiny fingers of erotic heaven dabbled teasingly at the core of her being, shooting tiny sparks through her for eternal seconds, gleefully dancing against her tightly shut eyes as if forcing itself to flaming birth despite her unmoving body. A shattering climax was building inside her with an unstoppable determination, frantically stoking the fires of her passion with its demand for fiery life.
'I'm going to come in your hot ass,' he whispered.
'Yes,' she nodded, concentrating on the blinding throes wrenching through her tightly held stomach, afraid to move, to give herself up to the hammering orgasm and heave wildly against him, to impale herself fully on the divinely torturing tool sliding with delicious slowness along the clutching length of her frenzied anal passage, driving her crazy with exploding desire with his deliberate disregard for her thundering sex, his refusal to slam- stroke her to the pinnacle of trembling orgasm.
His fingers pinched her hip cruelly as he strained the smoky climax up from his scalding balls. 'I'm going to come in your sweet ass right now,' he choked out between tightly clenched teeth before sinking his teeth into her soft tanned shoulder to keep from crying out as the dam burst and his hot cum raced through his rigid penis with shuddering intensity. And still he slow-stroked her, barely moving, straining and fighting and damning the clamoring dictates of his sex to slam and rip and tear with his mighty organ, maximizing and prolonging the crashing cymbals of Herculean orgasm searing his brain and body with gripping, twisting, hurting climax.
She refused to make a sound, balling her tiny fists and digging her fingernails into her palms, stifling a terrible yell of ecstasy in her breast as she felt the first white-hot burst from his gushing weapon. Her orgasm crept silently through her, exploding and twisting her insides as she milked the gargantuan prick in her ass, squeezing it, loving it, torturing herself and him with wonderful, powerful, conquering slowness, desperately fighting the quivering summons from her tiny clitoris to scream her ultimate joy, her unending gratitude as the roller coaster of her climax peaked and flew unstoppably through a series a vicious hairpin turns, heightening the magnificent physical experience around the throbbing, spurting, hard cock head firing salvo after white-hot salvo far deep into her thankful bowels.
Minutes later, still recovering from the mighty forces of his violent orgasm and limp in her precious ass, he tenderly kissed the angry red teeth marks on her softly tanned shoulder and whispered, 'You're great, honey, and I want some more of your fantastic loving, but I have to get to the training camp by one o'clock.' He trailed a series of soft kisses along her warm neck. 'I'll call you soon.'
She nodded in blissful agreement, turning her head back over her shoulder. 'O.K.,' she said softly, offering her lips to him for a quick kiss.
He let his mouth linger on hers for a brief second before sighing at the demands of his job and slowly pulling his thoroughly fucked cock from her tight ass, feeling her rubbery ring clamp in protest at the exit of his smooth cock head. He winked adoringly at her, gave her shoulder a last kiss and whispered, 'I love your sweet ass. I'll call you tonight and we'll set a time for me to fill your hot bottom again.' He cupped a silken breast for a moment, smiling his promise to return. 'I'm going to take a shower before I go,' he added, rolling quietly from the bed and tiptoeing from the bedroom.
Moments later she heard the shower running and let her mind go to imagine his sleek trim body under the spray, picturing his thinly muscular frame, his manly chest, his wonderful strong thighs, and the lovable dangling length of him wet and glistening. Her smile broadened and she sighed with feline contentment as she rested her head on the pillow next to Bobby.
I have it good. I am in earth's heaven, she thought fondly. And it still promises to get better! I have everything I have ever wanted, she mused with silent appreciation, shifting her arm slightly and nestling Bobby's sleeping head more comfortably against her bosom. I have Tommy's huge, unbelievable cock for the precious new
