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Amazing Ray-Ray - 15
by BigBuddha (pv34pv3p@aol.com)
***
Maybe it's growing pains, maybe it's that time of the
month but my little girlfriend seems to have a 'thing'
for the rough sex. (Mg, ped, nc, v, ora, anal, bd)
***
Ray-Ray was right about one thing, there wasn't gonna
be anyone here but us for Naked Sunday Breakfast. We
decided to just have a normal breakfast. Chances are
her and I will end up naked anyway. Jeanie came by for
a while to grab some clothes saying that her and Wayne
were heading to Pittsburgh for the night with his band
to play a party at Point Park College.
That night though I asked Ray-Lynn to dig out these
mysterious Hustler magazines so we could talk about
this stuff. I wanted some warning about the next kinky
thing I was gonna find myself in the middle of. I'd
have preferred a little more warning before I wound up
in the shower getting peed on.
We looked at pictures of girls tied up. I explained it
was mostly just tying someone up and teasing them. I
told her about some of the Japanese stuff I'd seen with
very intricate knot designs with silk ropes of
different colors. I think they see it more as an art
form, recording everything with beautiful high quality
photography, than as a form of foreplay.
It makes for pretty pictures but looks to be a lot more
like work than fun.
We went through the whole book and talked about the
realities of getting involved in all the different
fetishes. Eventually she started to get frustrated. I
needed to talk to her about all this but I wasn't sure
what to say. I told her, "Ray-Ray, most of this stuff
is just for people around the porn industry. It's stuff
that looks interesting in pictures but these aren't
couples that love each other doin this stuff. A lot of
this bondage stuff just amounts to abuse and
degradation and I'm just not gonna do that with you.
I pushed the books aside and said, "Ray-Ray, I hope you
don't think for a minute that you're gonna have to keep
coming up with something new and exciting or I'm gonna
lose interest and walk away from you to find someone
more exciting. I'm gonna try not to sound corny here
'cause I know I'm not good at that shit but it's like
this. When I haven't seen you all day or for a couple
days and it's like Friday night and I come to pick you
up. The first sight I get of your eyes looking back at
me and my whole world is brand new. As far as kinky sex
goes, if you never let me do anything more than sit
with you and talk with you and then go home and
masturbate thinking of the time I'd just spent with
you, I'd keep showing up tomorrow for more of the same
and never complain."
As I looked into her eyes I could see them start to
water and I wasn't trying to get her to cry for me, I
was just hoping to put her at ease. To a certain degree
I wanted to put myself at ease. I was worried myself
that not keeping up with her appetite would see me
losing her.
I told her, "One thing I'd like to do, maybe we can do
this slowly 'cause neither one of us is rich, would be
to get you a nice collection of sexy lingerie. You've
still never tried on that corset that Karla picked out
for you. And I gotta tell you, fishnet stockings,
especially those kind with the seam running up the
back, damn baby, they make me strong between my knees."
Boy did her eyes ever light up at that suggestion.
Keep in mind anything you buy, you're gonna have to
leave it here. I can get Karla to give you a Fredrick's
of Hollywood Catalogue. I can call and arrange for her
to lock up some afternoon and we can go there and see
what she has.
She got very animated about lingerie. As I'd leaf
through the book, I'd say 'You'd look hot in this,"
she'd run around to my side of the table and hop into
my lap. There's no way in hell she wasn't aware of the
effect this was having on me. The last time she did,
she looked at the book, then slowly turned her hear
back to me and said, y'know every time I come over here
there's less and less room for me in your lap.
"Dammit, girl, you keep talking about all this new
stuff you want to try. You act like this is something
you gotta do to keep my interest. It just reminds me
all the more that you're the most exciting, sexiest
little thing I've ever met in my life. When you smile,
that gleam in your eyes makes my dick hard enough to
cut diamonds." She stood up between me and the kitchen
table and looked closely into my eyes, back and forth
from one to the other. She wouldn't say anything, she
wouldn't show any emotion, just this damn staring
contest.
FUCK THIS! If I want to get into a stare-down contest,
I'll go home and get my dog. I reached up and grabbed
that ratty-ass Pink Floyd shirt and ripped it off her
chest. I unbuckled her belt and yanked her jeans and
panties down all at once. I took the tee-shirt and tore
it into two pieces. She started arguing with me, "I
like that shirt, what the hell are you doing?" I told
her to shut up. I forced her around to face the table
and pushed her down onto it roughly. I grabbed her
wrists and held them together with one hand while I
wrapped the ragged piece of shirt around them and tied
it in a knot.
"What the fuck are you doin to me? What are you, some
kind of fucking nut?" I took the other piece of the
shirt and tied it around her head so it serve as a gag.
She was making way too much noise anyway. With one hand
in the center of her back I held her naked upper body
down to the kitchen table. With my other hand I
unbuttoned my jeans and pushed them down and stepped
out of them. Goddamn, my cock was so hard. Right there
on the table a foot away was a dish of butter. I
reached over and pulled up two fingers worth and
smeared some around her happy little asshole, with my
still-greasy fingers I lubed my dick. As she thrashed
back and forth and tried to kick me in the shins I
pushed my rock-hard cock through her anal opening. I
could see her eyes get big for a moment as I pushed
straight to the bottom.
I pumped her ass hard, occasionally smacking one cheek
or the other. I was hitting it roughly. By now I had
knocked everything else off the table onto the floor. I
reach up and untied the gag and asked her, "You promise
not to scream, Bitch?" She nodded her head yes. I
grabbed the knotted strip around her wrists, "You
promise not to fight me, bitch?" "Uh-huh" she said. I
untied her hands and flipped her over onto her back
without pulling out of her ass. Her legs stuck up in
the air and I pushed her ankles up onto my shoulders.
I held her by the hips and humped her even harder. I
grabbed her right hand and shoved it down to her pussy
and said, "Get yourself off for me, make yourself cum,
stick your whole hand up there if you have to. DO IT!"
Her anus was twitching and spasming, mostly out of fear
I think. As I pumped into her I was pushing the rickety
old kitchen table halfway across the room. I had
knocked over chairs, knocked everything off the table
and was about to drag her off the table.
Once I had pushed the table in a half-circle, I stopped
for a second. I leaned over and got in her face,
putting one big hand threateningly around her neck.
"Are you having fun yet? You wanta tease someone? You
wanta make a joke about getting my dick hard, you
little bitch? How's that, is that hard enough for ya?"
I growled at her, pumping her as hard as I could. "I
thought I told you to make your self come, dammit. You
need me to show you how to do that too?"
I reached down and grabbed the hand she had down there,
three finger buried up in her pussy. I reached in and
turned my hand upwards and stated tickling her G-spot.
The worried look on her face dissolved as her eyes
rolled back in her head. She let out a loud feline howl
as she orgasmed hard. Her pussy gushed about a cup of
sticky liquid, all over my hand, running through my
fingers all over my dick and balls. Her sphincter
clenched so hard on my cock, I tried to cum in her ass
but nothing would come out. I was afraid to just pull
straight out, I reach down with my other hand and
gripped the base of my cock and pulled it out of her
slowly.
I kept it pinched at the base when it popped out and
aimed it up over her belly. When I let go, I shot like
a laser. My cum splashed her on her chin and her neck
and splattered everywhere. I stood there looking at her
wondering what kinda look I was gonna get back when her
head cleared. She slowly caught her breath and calmed
down but still had her head turned to the side. She
wasn't saying anything and she was avoiding eye contact
with me. She lifted her left leg over my head and
rolled over onto her right side. She lay on her side
for a few seconds in silence. She sat up and faced me
and stood up in front of me. She still hadn't looked up
or made eye contact. She reached her arms around me and
hugged me tenderly, holding me close with her head
against my chest.
I wrapped my left arm around her shoulders, reached my
right down and scooped her up in my arms. I carried her
quietly into the bedroom. I laid her gently on the side
of the mattress and knelt beside her. She still hadn't
looked me in the eye and that had me a little nervous
but I had faith that she knew I loved her. I stood up
and walked to the bathroom. Get a washcloth, hot water,
wring it out come back. I knelt back down and gently
wiped all the cum from around her neck and chin. I
tried to pull her legs apart a little to clean up down
below but she tensed up.
I sat the rag down and moved up by her face I took her
frail hand in mind and said, "Ray Honey, did I hurt
you?" She shook her head no. I said, "I scared you
though, didn't I?" She nodded her head. I could barely
hear "a little bit". I stroked her cheek gently and
looked deep in her eyes, "All I can do is promise you
that this was only role playing. You asked me like 2
weeks ago to tie you down and rape you when we first
started talking about all that bondage stuff. I'm just
trying to maybe play it out a little but like I said,
honey, most of this stuff ain't for people that really
love each other. Some of this hard-core shit is just
for 'willing sex partners'."
"Now you see why I don't want to do stuff like this." I
told her. I sat on the floor next to the bed. I
couldn't look at what I'd done to her. I was ashamed. I
hung my head and just sat there for a while. Finally I
went into the living room, found my clothes and got
dressed. I went into the kitchen and as quietly as
possible cleaned up the mess I'd made. Then I grabbed a
drink out of the ridge and decided to leave.
Before I went I stuck my head inside her bedroom and
checked on her. She had rolled over on her side and
appeared to be sleeping so I went in to put a blanket
over her. As I did she looked up at me and said, "I was
gonna ask you to crawl in here with me and warm me up
but not with all those clothes on." I was stunned. I
just dropped to the floor beside the bed and started
crying.
"Baby I was so sure I'd really hurt you. God, I don't
ever want to feel that way again."
She scrambled off the bed and came to my side, "You
didn't hurt me, Tom. I swear you didn't. You scared me
just a little but it was a thrilling kind of scared
like the roller coaster thing I told you about. I knew
you wouldn't really hurt me but it made it scarier to
play along all the way. I figured that would include
being all traumatized after. I guess I took it too far,
it was mean to make you think you'd really hurt me when
we both know you never could." She sat in front of me
and leaned back into my chest. She grabbed my arms and
wrapped them around herself. She quietly snuggled up to
me, stroked my hands and told me, "Don't be sad, baby,
I never lost trust in you. I never thought for a second
that you were really raping me. I am pissed about my
Pink Floyd shirt. You're buying me a new one right
away."
I whispered in her ear, "Did you know you pussy
squirted for me? That's the first time it's done that."
She turned around, all perked up, "You mean like
Jeanie's does?"
"Exactly, sweetheart." I reached my hand down towards
her crotch saying, "Do you mind?" She spread her legs
as far as she could. I rubbed around and her pubic hair
was still sopping wet. I rubbed my hand in it and
brought it up to her nose. "See, baby, that's not pee,
that's girl-cum. You gushed out a bunch of it, maybe
like a cup-and-a-half." She smelled my fingers then
stuck her tongue out and licked my fingers. She turned
to look at me, smiled and said, "More."
I put my hand back to her pussy and explored everywhere
until my whole hand was wet then I started to bring it
up, she pushed it back down and said, "I think you
missed a spot."
For the next forty-five minutes, I gently held my baby
girl in my arms. I rubbed her beautiful b-cup titties
with one hand and played with her tender pussy with the
other while I buried my face in the long curly hair
that fell around her shoulders and kissed her neck,
nibbled her ears and whispered all the true feelings I
have for her. Slowly and tenderly I rubbed her pussy,
two fingers inside, then three, then I'd switch hands
and she lick clean the fingers of the free hand.
Always the time spent 'treating her nasty' balanced out
by the time 'treating her nice'. I'd gone too far
tonight, I'd hurt her and I'd scared her more than she
would admit to me. I lovingly brought her to a
breathless multiple orgasm that lasted for five
minutes. Afterward she just laid her head back on me
and closed her eyes.
"Tom," she finally spoke up, "even if you were mad at
me or were deliberately being rough with me, I could
use the 'safe word' with you even if I wasn't wearing
the collar, right? Even if it's just Tom and Ray-Ray?"
"Of coarse you can, anytime you think you're not
comfortable with things," I told her.
"That's what I thought," she said, "Sometimes, I'm
gonna want you to be rough with me but I can see that
it upsets you so I need you to know that I'm not afraid
to tell you if it gets too intense. I know you look at
me and see this child's body and you feel protective. I
understand it and I love you for it but I like it rough
once in a while. When I sit down in geometry class on
Monday and my back is stiff and my butt hurts a little
and I got a little rug-burn on my tailbone. I think
back about all the fun I had getting all those boo-boos
and I feel like the sexiest girl in that whole school.
I still can't believe you made my pussy come like that.
Do all girls do that eventually?"
"No baby, most girls never do but I knew my woman was
special, The Amazing Ray-Ray" I said. "Kelly didn't do
that for you, did she?"
"No, and she came really hard. She really got off to
being with a girl. We kinda opened up her world, didn't
we?" she said.
"I told you she had a thing for you. When you walked
out with that collar on, she was just mesmerized, she
couldn't take her eyes off you. Remember how fast she
jumped up when you asked her to go get the paddle and
spank you?" I reminded her.
"We should invite her over next weekend, huh?" she
said.
"I think next weekend the cheerleaders are traveling
with the team, they're playing in Akron. It's only a
few hours away. The weekend after the team plays in
Columbus so the Cheer squad won't go. We should invite
her over then." I told her.
She chided me, "Kelly really got your motor running,
the way you fucked her and then practically tore me in
half. Don't tell me she didn't turn you on."
Watching you two got me going, the way you put your
whole fist in her pussy, I never seen anybody do that
before. Besides, I wanna fuck her in her ass, I don't
think she's ever had one up there." I joked. "And one
of these days, baby, I wanna buy you a big eight or
nine inch long strap-on dildo. I've watched the girls
in the movies and I'd love to watch you really fuck the
hell out of Jeanie or Kelly or some other girl. I've
seen movies where lesbians just pose and stroke the
other one with it real nice-like and that don't do
anything for me. I love it when a nasty girl is like
'Yea, I got a Big Dick of my own now, Bitch. Bend
Over!"
She laughed at me, "You're such a big Perv-O! I love
it."
"Honey, I love ya but I gotta go home. It's getting
late. I got school tomorrow."
"That's not fair, you just made me come like five or
six times all at once and you won't even let me return
the favor." She said giving me the big puppy-dog eyes.
"My love," I told her, "All I wanted to do was hold you
in my arms and make you feel better. If you want to do
something for me, do this. I'll sit her at the edge of
the bed and I'll give you five minutes, I challenge you
to give me, a good-night kiss that'll last me the whole
week, okay?"
She seductively danced a circle around me, still naked.
As she slowly clung to my back, massaging my shoulders,
nibbling my ears, reaching around and unbuttoning my
shirt and pulling it down off my shoulders. She slowly
moved around to the front, rubbing her hard nipples on
me. My shirt was all twisted up at the bottom, my hands
buried in the sleeves at my sides.
Ray-Ray straddled my lap and rubbed her bare chest
against mine. She sat facing me, her face just a bit
above mine, her fingers running all through my long
hair. She kept just barely touching me with little baby
kisses all over my face, my eyelids, under my chin.
Finally she just stopped in front of me and looked into
my eyes, just held my face two inches away and stared
into my eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful, so exciting,
this is all the porn I'll ever need. She slowly and
seductively closed her eyes and began to kiss me
gently, building with intensity, exploring each others
mouth with our tongues. I worked my hands free so I
could wrap my arms around my woman. We kissed like this
for another five minutes. So much I wanted to make love
to her one more time before I left but I decided I'd
leave her wanting more.
That evening I got home fairly early and sat down for a
nice dinner with my mom. She told me I had a message on
the machine from my cousin Sarah. She said, "Why does
my niece call here for you but not to talk to her aunt?
Why does she come to town but not call her own mom?"
I told her, "You remember how close her and I were
growing up. When Mack died, I promised I would be her
little brother so she never had to go without one
again. So now she's my big sister. When she left for
college she promised me she'd always keep in touch. She
said she'd always let me know how to get a hold of her
if I ever needed a big sister. As far as her mom goes,
all I remember was that the two of them fought like
cats and dogs whenever they got in the same room."
"Well go upstairs and get the number and call your
sister," she said.
"Sarah, I got your message, what're you doing in town?
I thought you were gonna get married or something?" I
asked her.
"Didn't work out," she said, "No big loss. I'm moving
out to Oregon, thought I'd stop off and get caught up
with old friends and little brothers before I went."
"Sarah," I told her, "There's someone I need to
introduce you to. Someone I got involved with a long
time ago and I didn't know how to handle it but I
finally just remembered everything you taught me and it
all came clear."
"Wait a minute," She interrupted, "Is this the little
girl you called me about all upset when I was up at
Kent State? You thought you'd messed up this girl's
feelings; I thought I taught you better than that."
"You did, Sarah, It was just my fear and my shyness
that had me so twisted up. I did hurt her feelings but
mostly by not following through and staying with her."
I explained. "We're back together now and I understand
what I should have done. I really love this girl and
I've tried to teach her the way you taught me and I . .
."
"What?"
"I told her all about us." I said.
"And?"
"She wants to meet you, give you a big hug. She thinks
you did a pretty good job with me." I told her.
"Honey, I just taught you a few moves. The part she's
in love with, that part was already in there." She
laughed.
"Well, I'm gonna bring her by on Saturday morning,
Where you stayin?" I asked.
"The Miller Motel in Bloomfield, about two miles away."
She said.
"Are you kidding me? Why don't you come by tonight?" I
begged.
"Honey, I drove all day getting here and I'm stretched
out in the bathtub naked and then I'm going to bed, but
it's nice to hear your voice and know you're close by."
She told me.
"Well sis, you get you some rest, pleasant dreams, and
I'll probably stop by there to see you after school
tomorrow. Good night."
Friday evening I wanted to sneak Ray-Ray out but got
waylaid into talking with her parents and promising to
take her out on an innocent teenage 'date' and have her
home at a reasonable hour. Ray-Ray was very convincing
that this was our first date and she'd be home on time.
As we got in the car, I figured out (I'm SO
perceptive!) that it pissed off Ray-Ray. That her
parents knowing she was out with a boy was gonna make
it a pain in the ass for her every time she left the
house.
"I told your mom we're going to the movies, what movie
do you want to see?" I asked
"Your 'Movie' story means we got two hours together and
that's it. So, do you wanna see a damn movie or do you
EVER wanna get in my pants again, asshole?" she
challenged.
I answered, "I don't really NEED to see a movie
tonight."
"All right then, take us to Jeanie's."
I gave her a stern look, "Where the hell did you learn
to speak to your elders like that?"
We pulled up in Jeanie's driveway, (they only live a
block and a half apart) and we walked up to the house.
Ray-Ray knocked on the door and yelled for Jeanie. She
said, "She must be out runnin around with Wayne. That's
fine, I got a key." She pulled a key out of her bra and
opened the front door. I walked in and waited while Ray
locked the door then I grabbed hold of her and pushed
her roughly against the inside of the door.
I lifted her a bit by her armpits and planted a brutal
kiss on her. I held her to the door, wrapped my left
arm around her waist and held her high. With my right
hand I pulled down the zipper along the side of her
skirt and unbuttoned the top. I pushed it towards the
floor and reached up to squeeze her titties and mash
them hard and pinch her left nipple. I reached down and
grabbed the elastic waistband to her delicate panties
and stretched them down till they came free of her ass
and shot towards the floor, all the time kissing her
more roughly than I ever had.
I unbuckled my belt and unsnapped my jeans. I yanked
the zipper down and shuffled my ass a little 'till the
jeans fell in a heap around my ankles. My cock was
already rock-hard. With my right foot, I stepped down
on the crotch of her panties and her skirt to make sure
her feet were free of them. I reached under her ass and
lifted her left leg up into my armpit and gripped it to
me with my upper arm while I reached my hand down to
guide my cock into her pussy.
I slid my left arm from her waist under her ass to lift
the right leg up high till I had her spread apart and
pinned to the door. I thrust as hard as I could,
shoving my 7¾" cock in till I felt it hit bottom
against her cervix. With my mouth locked to hers, I
could feel how I'd knocked the breath out of her. I
pulled out and slammed back in two or three more times
and just held it there. I broke the kiss and roughly
started raking my teeth across her ears, not just
nibbling but applying teeth to the thick parts and
chewing just a little. I whispered in an animalistic
snarl, "Is this nasty enough for you, bitch, or do you
want it rough?"
I felt fingernails dig into the flesh of my shoulders
as she hissed at me, "You fucking talk a lot for
someone who's s'posed to be fucking me, is this
something you're gonna need help with?" With that she
pushed her head and shoulder back hard against the
door, pushing me over backwards. I tried to keep my
balance but my feet were tangled in my pants. I manage
to look over my shoulder and steer my ass to the right
as I fell. I landed on bean bags instead of the
hardwood floor.
She sat upright as soon as I hit the floor and planted
her palms on my chest. She humped up and down on me
hard. Her head was thrown back as she ground her crotch
against mine. She was within moments of earning her
reward and I hoped I was earning mine from her. I
reached up and slapped her arms off my chest. As she
fell forward, I grabbed her waist and pumped into her
hard. "Are you gonna come with me, bitch? You fuckin
better, dammit." I held her waist tightly and slammed
her hips against mine. My balls were boiling, I could
feel my sack bounce off her ass with every thrust. "Oh
God damn baby I'm coming in your cunt." I felt her grab
my shoulders and dig in, she tucked her face hard into
the crook of my neck below my jaw.
I didn't give her much time to catch her breath. We'd
spent the last couple days acting like a couple of
little Amish children to impress our parents that
weren't just a couple of rutting fuck-hogs and both of
us had had about as much of this innocent shit as we
could stomach. I shoved her off of me to roll over
beside me. Pulling my still-hard cock out of her wet
cunt I crawled up quickly and shoved it into her mouth.
"Clean me up you messy bitch." As I said that I reached
down and smeared my hand in the cream-pie mess oozing
out of her pussy and wiped my slimy hand across her
face. "I think I need to take you out in the yard and
hose you off."
I stood up in front of her, "On your knees, bitch, show
me what you've learned." She got up on her knees with
an evil, angry-ass look on her face, yet somehow her
eyes showed me that her mischievous streak was burning
red-hot. She grabbed my cock in her fist and squeezed
hard. She stroked it hard a couple times and muttered
some like 'What're you lookin' at, you one-eyed
bastard' and put the head of it in her mouth. I grabbed
a handful of the hair on her head and thrust down into
her throat.
I grabbed her head with both hands and told her "Eyes
up here, bitch. Look at me. You don't need to look at
my cock, I'll make sure it's goin in your pie-hole."
With that I started thrusting into her throat,
forcefully skull-fucking her. I'd always resisted going
full-tilt at this even though she always said she'd be
able to take it. Now it was put up or shut up. I wasn't
going fast, at least not yet. I loved just fucking her
throat slowly. She didn't have a gag reflex; she could
easily take this as deep as I could push it in. It was
just a matter of maintaining a rhythm that allowed her
to take regular breathes.
All I know is that her looking up at me with those sexy
beautiful eyes while I stroked my cock in and out of
her pretty lips kept me hard as diamonds. I grabbed my
cock and pulled it out of her mouth and shoved her head
down till my ball sack was in her mouth. She sucked
each of my testicles into her mouth and rolled them
around with her tongue then ran the tip of her tongue
all around behind the scrotum and between the balls. I
pulled her back a bit and pushed my cock-head back
between her lips and shoved it in deep.
This was it, the final stretch. I could feel the
tingling nerves connecting my cock and balls to all the
nerve ending along my spine. Every thrust of my hips
was intensifying the electrical charge. Sometimes I
liked pulling it out and shooting it on her pretty face
but this one was going straight down the pipe. I
managed to say to her "Take a deep breath baby" as I
pulled her head back one last time before stuffing my
cock in as far as it could possibly go and just holding
as I pumped burst after burst straight down her
esophagus. I could feel her throat muscles massaging my
cock head as she swallowed to keep from drowning. I
held her head tight until I felt her hands push against
my hips. I eased back and felt her take a deep breath
through her nose while still working my cock head
expertly inside her mouth.
I had to get my cock out of her mouth. She was sucking
on my softening head and it was getting way too
sensitive. I pulled it out and collapsed to my knees in
front of her. I grabbed the sides of her head again and
kissed her softly. I felt her arms slowly wrap around
me and I fell to the beanbags beside us taking her down
with me. I kissed her and kissed her. I could taste my
own come in her mouth. I looked back and forth at her
eyes and asked her, "Are we still on 'Nasty' time or
can I just hold onto my woman for a little while?"
She purred like a kitten as she rolled over on top of
me and hugged me. Laying her head sideways on my chest.
I asked her if she could hear it. She muttered "Hear
what?" I said "My heart calling out your name, Ray-Ray,
Ray-Ray, Ray-Ray, Ray-Ray, Ray-Ray." She smiled and
nodded her head up and down. She shivered a little and
mumbled "m'cooolllld" I pushed her off me to my right
side and spooned up behind her at the same time
reaching over to grab an afghan throw blanket that had
been tossed aside. I stretched my right arm out as a
pillow for her head and wrapped my left arm over her as
I spread out the blanket.
With my left hand I rubbed up and down her side and her
hip and thigh to warm up the skin. Eventually I began
to rub her breasts and down into her crotch as she'd
lift the left leg just a bit to make access for me. I
started fingering her pussy, it was sloppy wet. We both
felt my dick begin to rise into the crack of her
bottom. I reached in from the front and rubbed my cock-
head against her clit and got it good and wet to insert
into her pussy from behind. She turned her face up to
me and whispered "Not in there, baby. In my butt this
time. I want you in all my holes tonight." I brought my
hand around to explore from behind, taking two or three
fingers worth of our combined juices from her pussy and
massaging into her sphincter. It opened easily for me.
My little girl was getting so much better at relaxing
her asshole so my cock could slide in easily. I rubbed
the lubricating juices on the head of my penis and
pushed it up against her anus. It entered as easily as
into her pussy and slid in most of the way on one
stroke.
I bent my right arm down to hold her hand while my left
hand held her at the waist so I could push firmly. I
stroked in and out of her long and slow. I held her
tightly in my arms. I was spooned up against her from
behind, our legs intertwined to grip each other for
maximum leverage and I gripped her warm little body to
my chest as tightly as I could and still move my hips
in and out.
The whole time I made love to her I kept whispering in
her ear how much I loved her, how much I wished we
could stay in this position forever. How when we were
joined so closely I didn't know if this was real or the
dream I'd had of her all these years. I don't know how
other men feel but when I'm with a lover I desperately
want to please, I try to stimulate every erogenous zone
that I can on a woman's body and by far the most
sensitive of these is the mind. Nothing compares to the
sensitivity of the imagination of a woman deeply in
love.
She was gripping my right hand with both of hers so
with my left I reached in between and pinched each of
her nipples hard and stretched them. I grabbed her left
wrist and pulled it down towards her burning crotch. I
put my fingers over hers and pushed down to rub her
clit. "Make yourself come gallons for me, come all over
us darling, squirt everywhere for me." She started
making her crying noises, like a child that's been
crying too hard to get any understandable words out
"aaaooooorrorrgghhh, aaaooooorrorrgghhh,
aaaooooorrorrgghhh," I knew she was going over the
edge. I scooted left, up over her a bit to push harder
into her for one or two last strokes. I needed to empty
my balls deep into my girl's asshole. As I shot rope
after rope of cum, I pushed and wriggled to get myself
that extra half an inch into her, and then collapsed on
top.
After a minute catching my breath I eased my weight up
off of her and slowly slid my cock out of her ass. I
came out with a little 'pop' that made us both giggle a
little. The first thing Ray-Ray said was "I think I
made a big mess." She lifted her left leg up and there
was a huge wet spot soaking into the beanbag and her
right thigh was soaking wet.
I gently ran my hand around her vagina and tasted the
evidence. "Ray-Ray, look how much you came for me.
You're just more amazing to me every day, love. Amazing
Ray-Ray. You keep proving it to me as if you needed to.
Baby I thought you knew I was already yours. You don't
need to keep doing amazing things and setting world
records. You already got me. You're such an
overachiever."
"What did you call me?" she said.
"I said you're an overachiever. You do everything 150%,
but only the cool things. Some people do all their most
annoying shit over the top. You just do the things I
love. You're the sweetest, the most adventurous, and
definitely the most sexual creature, not to mention the
smartest girl I've ever met."
"Why do you say the smartest, I never talk about my
schoolwork with anybody?" she asked.
I told her cautiously, "I see the classes you take and
the grades you get. I've asked a couple people from
your classes. They usually don't even let freshmen into
AP Calculus. You're taking Latin, Chemistry. What are
you looking towards for a career? Do you want to go
into medicine?"
"You really want to know? Nobody's asked me before."
She said
"Of course I want to know, baby. I love you. I want you
to share your dreams with me. I'll gladly share mine,
there just ain't much to it." I told her.
"Why do you say that, what're you doing after you
graduate this year?" she asked.
"I'm going to Art School, up in Pittsburgh, Airbrush
Illustration and Graphic Design. It's a two year
degree. It's the only decent skill I've got. I have a
real high I.Q., like 175, but its all right-brain
stuff. I can't do calculus for shit but I have
unbelievable visual acuity. I figured I could go to
school in Pittsburgh and never have to be too far away
from you." I told her. "What about you, sweetie. With
your grades you'll be able to get into any college in
the world. Am I gonna have to wait eight years for you
when you go off to Oxford or The Sorbonne?"
She took a minute or two to get her thoughts together,
then said, "I've never thought about what I want to be,
I just have a way of zoning out all the distractions
when I in class so it's just me and the work. I start
studying what they said to study and next thing I know
the bell is ringing and I've read the whole chapter and
half the next one. I know I want to be something
interesting, like maybe a NASA scientist but for right
now I'm just taking all the hard basic classes so in a
year or two when I know what I want to do, I'll have
all the background classes, y'know?"
"Well honey, I should be out of college and earning a
living by the time you're off to school so wherever it
is, I can live there and work and make sure your
breakfast is ready in the morning and your Scooby-Doo
lunchbox is packed for the day." I told her with a big
smile.
She smiled and said "I guess I was pretty smart,
waiting for you."
"Like I said, amazing. Honey, we've got an hour or so
before I need to get you home. Would you mind just
lying down with me? I just wanna hold you and maybe
kiss you once or twice." With that I pulled our blanket
up and tucked us in for a while.
A little while later we got up and got ourselves
cleaned up. I asked Ray-Ray if she was just tossing her
panties in the hamper for her mom to wash but she said
she took care to wash out the ones she wore around me.
Comforting thought when you get a look at all the DNA
that was leaking out of her. Before we left I asked her
to leave a note for Jeanie, asking her to call tomorrow
and say you're coming over 'cause I got somewhere we
have to go in the morning.
"Where are we going tomorrow?" she asked me.
"I'm not telling you, it's gonna have to be a
surprise." I told her.
I took her home, gave her a goodbye kiss in the
driveway and sent her into the house with instructions
to be ready for breakfast at 8:00 am.
To be continued?
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison.
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