by Robby Mills
Josh finally pulled away, sat up and stared down at her. Both of them panted, struggling to keep their control. Josh’s head snapped up, he looked toward the dresser and grinned before sliding from the bed.
“Where the fuck are you going?” He couldn’t walk away now. She’d kill him.
“Patience, sweetheart,” he snarled as he dug through one of the dresser drawers. “I’m not finished with you, not by a long shot. This will work.” He pulled out another belt, one of her narrow leather ones she wore with dress slacks.
She couldn’t take her eyes off him as he walked back toward the bed. Had she ever seen him so virile and tight with need? If she had she would have remembered. No, this man coming toward her, he was freeing that inner caveman who wanted to rut and fuck. Nothing but carnal pleasure filled his mind at the moment and she loved it because all his attention was focused on her, his woman.
“Get up,” he demanded, crooking his finger before taking her hand and helping her from the bed.
Once she was standing, Josh turned her, gripped her arms and pulled them behind her back. The leather wrapped around her wrists tightly until it bit into her skin. When he finished binding her hands, he moved around the front of her and secured the belt trussing up her breasts.
“Spread your legs.” He knelt, his face right smack in front of her pussy, and blew.
The warm air washed over her protruding clit and made her cry out. What was he up to now? She didn’t care as long as he didn’t stop.
“I’m going to eat you, Elly. I’m going to eat until I get my fill and you won’t come. Understand. I tell you when you can come.” He looked up her body, rolled his eyes and groaned. “Jesus, you look so fucking hot like this.”
Her knees went weak. She couldn’t remember the last time he’d said anything like that. Maybe when they first got together? And then the thought simply exploded out of her head as his mouth descended on her pussy. He sucked her clit between his lips and drew hard, rubbed the tortured flesh with his tongue and dove between her swollen lips.
No part of her aching pussy was left untouched. It took everything she had to stave off the orgasm threatening to detonate at any second. Her head spun, her knees bent and she knew she’d fall to the floor. “Stop! I can’t hold off.”
“Yes, you will,” he growled, and pushed two fingers up inside her body.
She clamped down every muscle in her body, tried to think about something else, but who the hell could think when their body was being so deliciously tortured? Elly opened her eyes and for the first time she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror. Was that really her?
The woman looking back didn’t look familiar. The person she saw every day as she did her hair and put on makeup never looked so flushed and pink. Elly let her gaze drift down to her bound breasts. It should embarrass her, but it didn’t. She liked it, loved the way her tits were thrust together and her nipples stood so proud. Even her hands tied behind her back turned her on, but not nearly as much as seeing her man knelt before her with his face buried between her legs.
With each gasping breath she took her breasts heaved. The entire picture looked like something they’d seen on the bondage site. Forbidden, hot and exciting. A brief moment of uncertainty crept in. She was a mother, too old to be acting so foolishly.
Josh nipped her clit with his teeth, jolting her back to the here and now. She looked down, panting and met his gaze.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking about, but it isn’t allowed. No thinking at all.”
His lips were glossy with her juices, his eyes dark and threatening. When he stood, he turned her around and put his hand between her shoulder blades and pushed until her shoulders were on the bed and her ass was lifted high. Josh pushed her legs apart, knelt and then reached up beneath her body and pinched a nipple.
“Ah!” she whimpered.
“No thinking, Elly. Whatever it is you let inside your head, keep it away. This is about our pleasure, not the outside world.” He slipped his fingers between her pussy lips, coated them with her slick juice and then smeared it around her puckered asshole.
“Oh God.” She groaned.
“I wish we had another belt so I could lick it across your ass right now.”
She did too, but when his hand struck her flesh, the sting reminded her he had no problem spanking without it. Between smacks on her ass, he continued to slick up her ass. Did he intend to fuck her like that?
“Josh?”
“Relax, not yet. You’ll need to get used to my fingers before I fuck you with my cock. That’ll come one of these days, don’t worry.”
She had to admit, it relieved her. She wanted it, but knew preparation was necessary. “Are you ever going to fuck me?” The ability to hold off her orgasm was slipping. Even now she knew she teetered extremely close.
“Oh, I’m going to fuck you, hard. But I’m not finished torturing you yet. I’ve discovered I like this game, Elly. Very much.” His slick finger pressed against her hole and popped through the tight muscle ring.
The burst of pain surprised her, but it quickly vanished as he slipped in deeper. His thumb rubbed the sensitive nerves surrounding her hole, helping her to loosen for his intrusion. So this is what the fuss was about.
“Sweet Jesus,” Josh whimpered. “I wish you could see this, how fucking hot it is.” With his other hand he cupped her pussy and played with her clit.
Too many sensations bombarded her. Her legs began to quiver, she couldn’t stop whimpering and when her hips began to thrust against his hands, he pulled free of her pussy and slapped her ass hard. The stinging jolt ricocheted throughout her body, burning her alive with the need to release.
“Seriously, Josh,” she nearly sobbed. “I can’t hold out. It’s too much.”
“You will,” he reminded her and then pulled his finger from her ass.
Oh, why did he do that? It felt so good. He spit on her hole, rubbed it around and then forced two fingers through her eager opening. Elly pushed against him, willed her muscles to relax and when he was two knuckles deep she sighed. But he wasn’t finished. His tongue lapped at her pussy from behind, dancing around her tunnel entrance and teasing.
“Oh God, I can’t,” she wailed. “I’m gonna come, Josh. I can’t stop it.”
With a growl he pulled away, left her standing there with her ass in the air, her pussy dripping wet and her body on the verge of imploding. The brief moments of his absence helped, but very little. At least that sudden urgency to orgasm died off a little.
“I’m trying to decide how I want to fuck you.”
She could hear the tension and need in his voice. This had to be hard for him as well. They weren’t as young as they used to be and holding out simply didn’t come as easily.
“I want to watch my cock slide in and out of your body. I want to see me fucking you.” He stood, helped her stand, gently turned her to face him and then lowered her down until her ass was at the very edge of the bed. He got onto his knees, positioned her legs around him and then pulled her even lower until only her back was touching the mattress.
Josh gripped his cock, nudged the head against her pussy and shook his head. “Christ, I’m not going to last but a few seconds.”
“Me either.” She pushed down, trying to take him in.
“That’s it, sweetheart. Take it.”
A long, drawn-out cry ripped from her throat as he speared her body, stretching her muscles and filling her to the point of pain. He made her go slow, commenting on how hot it was to see her swallow him. She didn’t care. She just wanted him buried to the hilt inside her, throbbing.
“Brace yourself with your legs and let me do the work,” he instructed before pulling back. “My cock is glossy with your juice, Elly. It’s damn sexy seeing your body take me and feeling it pull me back in.”
Yep, that was great. Why wasn’t he fucking her hard like he said he would? “Josh, please. I can’t stand it.” Her body was coming unraveled. She could actually fe
el each nerve snapping and cracking.
He leaned forward and sucked one nipple hard. “I bet you’d like having mouths all over you while I fuck your pussy, wouldn’t you, Elly? Maybe suck a cock while mine is pounding you.”
She thrashed her head back and forth, listening to him tap into her most secret fantasy.
“I could lay you out, drive myself deep while someone sucks your clit.”
Whimpers rolled from her lips. The visual had her going mad.
“Say it, Elly. Tell me that’s what you want. I know it is.”
When she said nothing, only panted and tried to lower herself onto him, he gripped her hips and held her. “Say it, Elly, or I stop.”
“Yes!” she shouted between clenched teeth. “That’s exactly what I want. Now fuck me!”
Josh lifted his hips and slammed into her, hard. So hard she thought she could feel him all the way in her throat and it was amazing. He drove in, yanked out and she met each thrust with the same gusto.
“Fuck me,” she ground out between her teeth. “Fuck me.”
Josh gripped the back of her hair, tugged with just enough force to make it hot and tipped her head back. As soon as he latched on to one of her nipples she lost her control. The orgasm tore through her body like a damaging storm. Her clit pulsed, her entire body clenched and she shouted the pleasure that filled every molecule of her body.
Josh followed, his cock throbbing deep inside her, spurting and filling her with his hot cum. Each pulse of his cock triggered another clasp of her inner muscles. He muttered words she couldn’t make out. Elly thought for sure she melted into a puddle, yet her body still jerked with spasms. Finally, after what seemed like an hour, her body calmed.
Josh pulled free, lowered her down to her knees, gripped his still semi-erect cock and stood. “Lick me clean, baby. I need to feel your mouth.”
Amazed at how much lust still lingered, she looked up his body and gave him her best hungry smile. He held his cock for her and she sucked it into her mouth, lavishing her tongue over his flesh and tasting his salty essence. Josh groaned, ran his fingers through her hair and pumped his hips.
“I love your mouth.”
Elly let his cock fall from her lips and then licked his balls, something she’d never done before. Josh gasped and moaned, letting his head roll back onto his shoulders. She sucked one sac gently into her mouth, rolled it around and then lavished the other with her attention.
“That feels amazing,” he whispered.
A sudden wall of exhaustion hit her so she gave his cock a slow lick and then laid her head against his thigh. He knew her so well, knew she’d crashed, so he knelt, untied her hands and rubbed her arms. Next he let the belt loose around her breasts and massaged them, moving the blood around.
“Come on, honey. You need a nap.” He helped her to the bed, tucked her against his body and she curled into him.
Nothing was said, they simply lay there, both basking in the afterglow of the most amazing sex of their lives, until Elly drifted off.
Chapter Seven
Elly woke to the sound of laughter downstairs. She turned her head and looked at the clock. Holy hell, the kids were home and it was nearing suppertime. She reached for Josh but felt the empty bed next to her. As her hand moved over the comforter she felt a piece of paper.
Rest as long as you need to. You deserve it. Don’t make any plans for dinner tonight, I have that covered. Oh, and have I told you how fucking amazing and hot you are lately?
Elly chuckled, put the piece of paper between her breasts and held it there. That had to be the most amazing thing she’d ever experienced and Josh gave her everything—well, almost everything—she ever wanted. Maybe it was time to give him another piece of his fantasy.
Stretching her legs and arms, she slid from the bed and padded into the bathroom where she grabbed a quick shower. As she toweled off, she looked at herself in the mirror. That woman she saw earlier, trussed up and being pleasured, had vanished, replaced by the old, reliable, plain Elly. Disappointing to say the least. Slightly depressed over that, she turned away, strolled back into the bedroom and put her shorts and tank back on.
Would Josh still see her as that woman? The wanton, dirty woman he tortured until she begged for him to fuck her, or would he see what she saw? And didn’t that bring up those daunting thoughts about her being a mother who had no business seeking out carnal pleasure? Why couldn’t she be happy with plain vanilla sex like everyone else her age?
Elly sighed as she walked down the stairs. The excitement of letting loose, feeling free with her body still lingered there, deep inside her, but the guilt masked it. When she stepped into the living room, Josh smiled bright and winked.
“Hey, Mom,” Blake said.
“Oh, Mom, you gotta see what I got today.” Christa grabbed her by the hand and dragged her toward the couch where she had her day’s purchases laid out.
In a matter of seconds her heavy guilt lifted as she experienced the joy of a teenaged girl displaying new clothes. Blake filled her in on all the games and gave a play-by-play of the most amazing highlights. She couldn’t help but feel excited with him. As both kids chattered on about their day, she glanced at Josh.
He watched her carefully, his eyes still filled with a storm not yet burned out. It ignited a spark, made her crave his touch once again. Unfortunately it also fed the guilt. What was he thinking about what happened up in their bedroom today?
“Mom, Barb asked if I could spend the night. Can I?”
She grinned. “I don’t see why not. You haven’t been to her house in months.”
Christa jumped up and wrapped her in a hug. “Thanks. I’m gonna call her.”
“What about you, Blake?” Josh asked. “Any plans tonight?”
“Well, one of the guys said something about having a campout in his backyard. I’m not sure if I wanna to go.”
Elly frowned. That didn’t sound like her son. “What’s the problem?”
Blake shrugged. “I don’t have a tent or a sleeping bag. No big deal. I don’t have to go.”
Josh chuckled. “Come on, son, I think I might have something in the garage. Maybe if you talk nice to your mother she’ll wash it up for you quick.”
“It’ll have to be real nice. The laundry room’s closed,” she shouted as they walked out.
This, the last half-hour of simply enjoying her family, was nice. Elly stood, wandered out to the garage and laughed at Josh and Blake. Both were standing there holding something big, trying to keep it from falling on them as a pile of other things crashed down on their heads.
“Mom, help.”
She did her best to keep her two favorite men from collapsing beneath a pile of sports balls, outdoor game bags and a variety of other things they needed to get rid of. Finally they tugged down the tent and fished out the sleeping bag. Blake knelt down and inspected everything. Josh walked up behind her, pressed close and holy crap, he had an erection.
“You okay?” he whispered in her ear.
“I’m fine, is that a tent pole I feel?” she whispered back.
He chuckled. “I can’t help it, sweetheart. I woke up like this and it won’t go away.”
“It all looks in good condition,” Blake announced.
“Take the bag into the laundry room and I’ll wash it.” Elly pulled away, turned and raised an eyebrow at her husband. His nostrils flared and his eyes went dark. What, exactly, was he thinking about?
“Come on, Blake, we’ll open up the tent and see what we can do to air it out.”
“Have fun, boys,” she said, heading back inside.
The next hour or so slipped by with the usual family events happening. Blake and Christa irritated each other, griped and then things settled down. Elly finished up some cleaning and Josh worked on the tent. When he came in, he leaned against the counter.
“So, we’ll be alone tonight. Anything you’d like to do?”
A sudden rush of things whirled through her mind, but noth
ing she could voice, at least while her kids were at home. Elly shrugged. “I don’t know. What about you?”
Josh pinned her with his heavy gaze. “I’d like to explore more of what turns you on. Maybe we could make another trip to the adult store?”
She felt a blush warm her cheeks and she had to look away. “For what exactly?”
“Tell me there weren’t a few things there that interested you?”
Warmth rushed through her from head to toe. Oh, yes, there were a few things she had her eye on. “What about you, Josh? This isn’t just about me.”
He grinned, a quick, lopsided, delicious upturn of the corners of his lips she hadn’t seen in years. “Okay. You pick something and I’ll pick something, like last night. Fair?”
What toy would he pick? Would he even pick a toy? Suddenly, she found herself more excited about what Josh wanted than what turned her on. “Fair.” Her stomach fluttered and her palms grew damp along with her panties.
“I’ll even wine and dine you tonight. How’s that sound?”
About as hot as his thick, husky, fuck-me voice that sent chills skittering up and down her spine and then teased her clit and nipples. Even her scalp prickled with yummy delight. “It’s not like you have to earn it or anything,” she whispered.
“I know.” Josh pushed away from the counter. “I want to. We don’t get very many evenings like this and I intend to make the most of it. I intend to make the most of you.” He ambled toward the living room. “We’ll leave after I get back from dropping off the kids.”
Elly moaned quietly as he left the room. He damn near melted her into an orgasmic puddle simply by talking. How did he do that and why couldn’t she do it to him? That annoying little voice returned. Because mothers don’t act like this. A quick shake of her head flung that downer clear out of the room. The kids were going to be gone for the night and she and Josh were adults capable of enjoying each other in any way they saw fit. Right?
Determined to not allow any doubts or fears to ruin the night, Elly busied herself putting together a snack bag for Blake to share with his friends. What teenage boys didn’t chow down on junk food when they got together? Before she knew it the kids were ready to go. Josh leaned against the door with his arms crossed. As she said her goodbyes to her babies and reminded them of manners, he gave her hungry, dark looks that made her feel like the most-wanted woman in the world.