Consolation Prize

She gyrated her hips to get her clit any contact with my lips or tongue, smearing her tasty pussy juices all over my face. "Make me cum, please make me cum!" I opened my mouth wide and covered her clit and as much of her pussy as I could. Using my tongue and lips, I closed my mouth around her clit, forming a sucking vacuum.

Mrs. Harrington loudly screamed "Yes, yes" and grabbed my head and pulled me in. I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked my tongue quickly. She bucked but I held on firmly, sucking and tonguing her wildly.

I pushed one finger, then two deep into her love tunnel, pushing hard into her depths. She let out an ear splitting scream and her body convulsed as orgasm after orgasm swept through her body. I let her regain herself some before relentlessly doing it all over again and again, ending in the same orgasmic reaction each time.

Finally, mercifully, I let her calm herself and spent the next 10 - 15 minutes gently licking and kissing her juice soaked pussy, occasionally sliding my fingers into her pussy. I felt her muscles contract around my fingers, attempting to hold them inside her for as long as possible. Her gentle moans and "That feels wonderful" comments kept me going. But I needed, or rather El Caballo needed, relief again.

I kissed my way back up her body, reaching her face, and she kissed me passionately, licking her juices off my face and lips. "Mmmm, Marta never told me THAT part of your talents, that was fucking fabulous." I leered down at her, her juices coating my lips, and I mocked her. "It's a shame that you only wanted me once, you little arrogant cunt."

Again, this turned the tide. Those words turned the bitchy Mrs. Harrington on tremendously. It was clear that nobody, NOBODY, talked to her this way, and it took our challenge to another level.

My cock was back to full attention and the head was resting on her bush. I moved my hips back and forth on her sopping slit, giving my cock a pubic massage. Her eyes told me she wanted my cock inside her.

She ran her fingers over my chest and toyed with my own erect nipples, before she positioned my cock at her eager pussy opening. She lifted her legs up and pulled me to her, my cock head popping inside of her heated hole, barely an inch. I looked in her eyes and wanted to tell her how beautiful she was to me, and that I can't believe I was getting to live one of my fantasies.

Instead, I rocked just the tip of my mushroom head on her swollen labia, and told her this. "After I'm through with you, you little fucking whore, YOU'RE going to be the one who begs for my cock. And I'm going to have you any fucking time I want, anyway I want. Your mouth, your cunt, your ass, and maybe even share you with other men." She grunted and writhed, aroused beyond belief.

I continued my verbal assault, easing my cock into her gash, which was, as Marta used to say, en fuego. "Yeah, that's right, you're really just a little submissive cock-slut, aren't you, you married fucking whore?"

Her eyes widened and I knew that my entry would have to be slow. With each little push, I withdrew before proceeding again. She never protested or winced as I buried myself into her, and I resisted the overwhelming urge to slammed myself into her for my own gratification. Again, patience was the key. When I was more than halfway in, she pulled me down onto her and wrapped her legs around me. "Give me it all. Don't make me beg!"

I took the bait, she was now playing the game on my terms. I withdrew from her, leaned under her, lifted her ass high into the air, and spit into her pink asshole, winking at me like a tiny rosebud.

"Fuck you, cunt," I sneered, roughly plopping her back down on the mattress after smearing my saliva all over the rim of her anus. "Beg for my big cock."

Before giving her an opportunity to respond to my demand, without warning, I gave her one big deep thrust and seven-and-a-half inches of thick, hot cock was buried in her completely. She cried out, partly in pain but mostly in ecstasy. "Yes, yes, oh God, yes!" Her response had a bigger reaction on me than I had expected so I had to hold myself still until I could regain my control. "You ok?" I asked, suddenly a gentleman again. I had bumped her cervix with such force I was afraid I had literally split her in two.

She winced up at me for a split-second, nearly hyperventilating, and then her own gorgeous face contorted into a glare, curling her lips like an angry bitch dog. "Is that all you got, you pussy? I thought you were a good fuck. Now, FUCK ME!!!!!"

She smiled and leaned up and kissed me passionately and deeply. "You know exactly what I needed, a man to control me This is so cool!" She had instantly transformed into a frolicking schoolgirl who had been caught teasing and was now being given the lesson, and fucking, she craved.

I kissed Jayne back and began to slowly stroke my cock in and out of her tight pussy. And tight it was. Doctor Jim was definitely underutilizing this incredible pussy. With each thrust, my pace increased and she matched each one until we were soon in a groove. She started moaning into my mouth as we kissed, but as our pace quickened, she arched her back, threw her head back and was moaning out of control.

"Yes, harder, yes, oh, oh, oh yes!" Her eyes were wide and she was digging her well-manicured fingernails into my back. If I wasn't so turned on, it probably would've hurt. She exploded into one orgasm after another, letting out screams with each one. "God, I'm cumming! More! Give me more!" Each orgasm seemed to be bigger than the preceding one. I had to let up some, or I was sure she would have passed out from lack of oxygen.

When she regained control, she whispered, "I want your cum, now. What do you want me to do?"

"Ride me, cowgirl. Ride El Caballo."

She gave me a huge sexy smile and she practically threw me off of her in her rush to get my pole deep inside her again. She positioned herself directly over my cock and got the head just inside her saturated hole. "Ready?" she asked. Oh, I was ready.

She dropped herself down quickly, impaling herself on my cock. The impact of the head of my cock slamming her cervix again made her shudder, probably a small orgasm. She now had the look of a woman with a determined mission on her mind, to get my cum into her pussy, as soon as possible. I grabbed her hips and she began riding me like a jockey, rising and dropping with a lot of force.

It felt incredible and I met her with upward thrusts of my own. When she reached back and gave my balls a rub, my cock went into spasms of its own and shot my second load of creamy cum into this sexy love machine. As the warm fluid filled her pussy, she screamed out as she had her own orgasm. She fell onto my chest, as we both gasped for breath. I held her tightly to me, really not wanting this to ever end.

She whimpered, curling into a ball on my stomach. "That...was by far...the best I have ever...had. No man...could hold...a candle to...you."

"That's nice to hear, but I am not done with you yet."

My cock softened and slid out of her wonderful pussy. As it did, I could also feel my cum dripping onto my limp dick and belly. She gave me another kiss and turned toward my cock. She bent over, taking my tired member in her hands and proceeded to clean it with her tongue.

My dick was still very sensitive and her mouth on it felt wonderful. I pulled her to me so that she would be straddling my head and I returned the favor by cleaning her cunt with my tongue. I had never sucked on any woman's pussy after I came in it, but the urge struck me and I loved it.

She leaned up on her elbows and brought her knees up, exposing not only her sex, but her pink rosebud asshole. She stooped cleaning my cock and peered through the gap in her legs, upside down, to watch me work on her with my tongue. Her entire bottom was damp from her pussy juice and her clit was engorged from all the activity it had gotten. Well, it was about to get some more.

I caressed the backs of her thighs, down to her ass cheeks. She sighed softly and her ass muscles tightened in anticipation. With both hands, I approached her pussy lips from each side, parting them slightly to expose her inner lips. Her scent was now mixed with my own cum, and was twice as juicy.

I glided my fingertips up and down her lips, building her excitement. I leaned into her and licked her softly. Jaynie Lee Harrington, now in complete submission to me, moaned loudly, encouraging me on. I applied a little more pressure, flicking my tongue hard on her wet lips, causing her to jump. "Ooooh, again."

I repeated that again, each time using more pressure but a slightly slower motion. By the time I reached her clit again, she was panting loudly. I knew she was expecting me to flick her clit now, so instead, I closed my mouth over it and sucked on it hard, pulling it into my mouth.

Caught completely off guard, she gasped and began to shudder as I tongue-lashed her clit. When I did not let up, she reached back, grabbed my head, holding it tightly into her crotch, practically screaming, "Ohhhh, ohhhhhh, ahhhhhhh, yesss, YESSSS!" She came hard, giving my mouth more of her luscious nectar. Unable to move my mouth away from her clit, I eased my oral assault so that she could regain herself.

I licked and kissed her twat, pushing my tongue into her hole while pressing my upper lip into her sensitive clit. As I poked my tongue inside her, she turned around so that she was straddling me now and moved her hands from my head up to her tits. She was now sitting directly on my face, smothering me in love juice.

As my tempo increased, so did she on her tits. I watched as she manhandled them aggressively, squeezing them like melons, pushing them together and pressing them into herself. If I weren't already turned on by what I was doing, I surely would've been by what she was doing.

My cock was now back to full throttle and I wanted to not only bury my member into her beautiful asshole, but get my hands on those incredible globes as well. I rimmed her anus and pushed two fingers into her tight hole all the way. She screamed in delight and bucked her hips. I pumped my fingers hard and fast, getting her hole ready for my thick slab of cock. Rather than grab my head this time, she grabbed the backs of her knees and pulled them tight against her chest.

This orgasm was the biggest one so far, soaking my face and hand. I continued pounding my fingers and tongue into her, bringing on another orgasm, although not as intense as the last. I pulled my mouth off her asshole so that I could watch her cum on my hand. Another one hit seconds after the last one subsided.

"Please...stop. I ... can't...take it! I...need...air!"

I eased my fingers out of her sloppy anus and stood up. I watched as she panted, trying to catch her breath. For a second, I thought she might be hyperventilating, but her breathing normalized, but was still heavy.

For a moment, I became worried that maybe I had overdone it, bringing her to so many orgasms one after the other. My anxiety was short-lived, however, as she jumped up with surprising athletic grace and knelt on all fours. She looked over her shoulder, spread her asscheeks with her palms, and gave me such a gracious invitation that even Emily Post would have approved.

"Take my ass, we have maybe a half-hour left."

She even included a time limit, that was sweet.

As I eased my rejuvenated prick into her quivering rear entrance, I decided that if Jayne were duly distracted, she wouldn't mind the initial discomfort of her anal penetration quite as much.

So, I reached up at the same time as I felt her anal muscles begin to adapt to my girth and roughly pulled her by the hair, snapping her neck back with a jolt. She grunted, and as she did, I thrust an inch or two into her tunnel and felt her expand to accommodate my girth. I pushed her down hard onto the mattress and kicked open her legs with my knees so that she was spread open lewdly, like a can opener splitting apart her can, literally and figuratively.

Her palms grasped at the now-soaked bedsheets and she crumpled them into balls with her two tiny fists as I was now about four thick inches into her bowels. I leaned down so that my chest pressed into her back and slowly ass-fucked her tight hole, whispering into her ear to continue to distract her from the searing pain that no doubt permeated her asshole.

"The worst thing you could have said to me, you stupid little cunt, was that I'm only going to have you once." I braced myself up on one elbow and reached down to grab her by the throat, not to hurt her, but to show her unequivocally who was in charge. "You're going to come over to my house tomorrow at two o'clock, dressed like a cheap whore, and I'm going to have a friend of mine there, maybe two, and we're going to have our way with you, spit-roast you, DP you, and then send you back home filled and covered with cum, you understand that?"

Her only reply was a groan, which was certainly not a consent, so I thrust into her another inch and slapped her ass repeatedly until the skin on her ass was that approximate color of her hair.

"Do you fucking UNDERSTAND that?" I shouted, ignoring the grimace on her face and the tears welling up in her eyes, assuring her attention, my cock now six thick inches into her butt hole, ready to blow again.

The only way that I knew she wasn't in pain was because her one hand had now eased beneath her body and she was exuberantly rubbing her clit into yet another explosion.

I jumped up and off the bed, stroking my cock, which was now covered in her anal nectar, and gripped her by the back of the skull, releasing my third ejaculation onto her forehead and nose and eyelid. It wasn't as powerful as the first two, but the sticky seed still dripped down her face onto her collarbone and neck, and I watched as she collapsed into the fetal position onto the bed.

I tenderly leaned down and kissed the glob of cum on her forehead, opened her mouth, and stuck my cum-covered tongue into her mouth. One last present.

Jayne lay semi-comatose on her side as I quickly dressed, glancing at the alarm clock on the nightstand. Nine-forty-four.

"I'll pick up your daughter at the party and drive her back home here so you have time to get yourself together, so she won't know her mommy just got ass-fucked."

"And I'll see you at two o'clock tomorrow."

The next afternoon, as my friends Jack and Del watched football on my wide-screen TV with me, the doorbell rang at two-oh-five.

There on my doorstep, dressed in a trench coat, stood Mrs. Jayne Harrington. My new consolation prize.

Just as I had suspected. I'd discovered a sub. A closet sub, and a very hot one at that.

We watched no more football that day. Maybe you'd like to hear about it.