by Holly Ardent
She moaned huskily, as though the sound were being torn from the bottom of her throat, and thrust her hips towards him, urging his cock to bury itself deeper inside of her. He took that urging and acted on it, increasing the force and speed of his thrusts to penetrate her the rest of the way faster.
Her taut body shivered for several seconds, her moan morphing to a cry that sounded like pure sex to him, then she went limp. He felt her juices flowing heavily around his cock, the warm moisture making it easier for him to get the last couple inches of his cock buried in her pussy.
He paused for a moment when he'd seated the last little bit of his cock in her pussy. The last inch had been more difficult than anticipated. He knew his cock grew in girth right near the base, but that fact had been driven home to him as he'd forced it into her tight pussy entrance. He took a deep breath, savored the feel of her pussy wrapped around his cock, then drew it back and slammed forward again.
She shifted on the bed as he did so, to counteract that he moved his hands so they were pressed against the bed immediately above her shoulders, then drew back and slammed forward again. This time when her body tried to slide along the bed it ran into his arms, which held her in place. He groaned as he felt his cock slide nearly its entire length into her pussy again.
As he pounded away at her, keeping her in position with his arm placement, her eyelids started to flutter again, her eyes opening a few moments later. Her entire face held a languid look, as though she were content to just lay where she was indefinitely while he did her.
Her eyes slowly cleared from their unfocused state again, her breathing starting to grow heavy once more.
“I'd think you'd be exhausted by now,” she said softly.
“Not in the slightest. Not with this opportunity,” he replied.
“You've got two weeks if what I remember about radiation is correct.”
“Only two weeks?” he replied. “And don't forget, it's already been two days.”
She shuddered again, this time it wasn't from pleasure.
“Don't remind me, I don't want to think about that.”
“Okay, I'll help you stop thinking then,” he said.
Since she was semi-coherent he thought he could probably move his arms and not have her sliding around the bed. He pulled back slightly, never letting his cock leave her pussy, but shifted onto his knees and started a slower rhythm, one with thrusts nearly as hard as what he'd been doing previously.
His newly freed arms reached out, one to capture a nipple on a bouncing breast. He held it tightly, pinching it and letting her breast bounce and tug on her nipple.
The second arm moved lower, his hand finding her clit and starting to stroke it.
“Ung!” she cried out as he made contact with it. “That's... not... fair!”
Her last words came out slowly, as though forced. He chuckled softly at her, relishing the look on her face. The look was part ecstasy, part fear, and part infuriation. The ecstatic portion grew, chasing the others from her face, as he stroked and rubbed her clit.
All the while he kept thrusting in and out of her. His thrusts were interrupted though as her body tensed and this time her entire pussy clamped down on him.
“Not... fair...” she gasped out.
He rubbed her clit faster and put as much force as he could into his thrusts, forcing his cock deeper into her again.
“But...” she added a few moments later.
He tugged on her nipple hard enough that it stretched the nipple out and drew part of the flesh of her breast out into a cone. She'd been about to say something else but the words were lost in the rush of air that escaped her lungs as he tugged.
She panted for several seconds as he continued to play with her, then opened her mouth again. This time, he didn't do anything to interrupt her.
“But...” she panted. “I love it... Fuck me... Fill me... Pound my pussy!”
He was trying to pound her pussy and although it was slowly loosening back up, it was still too tight for the pace he'd set earlier. Her eyes closed again, a look of bliss swallowing her face as her entire body went taut then limp an instant later. Once again a flood of juices surrounded his cock, allowing him to increase the speed and force of his thrusts.
So far he'd been ignoring the notifications from his own cock, but now they burst through letting him know in no uncertain terms that he was close to cumming.
“Gonna cum,” he gasped out.
He thought that his informing her would be futile, that she was too far out of it to even hear him, but a broad smile spread across her face and she murmured softly.
“Oh yes, cum inside of me, fill me with your cum. Cram your cock all the way inside of me, fill me up with it, then cum and fill me up even more,” she said, her soft words striking him with the force of a hammer.
“Ugh!” he cried, thrusting his cock as deep inside of her as he could manage.
Once it was there, he held still just for a moment. Her pussy contracted on him again, squeezing hard. His cock swelled, pushing against the pressure of her pussy. When her pussy muscles relaxed and loosened, his cock started jerking, shooting his cum deep inside of her pussy.
He felt the heat of that too, as it surrounded his cock. His cum was hotter than her pussy juices and he felt the difference even as a wave of pleasure swept through his brain and became the only thing he could sense.
He was panting himself when he recovered from his own orgasm a minute or two later. He pulled his cock back, sliding it out of her pussy to the accompaniment of his cum, which dribbled down her body towards the bed.
“Fuck,” he said wearily.
He pushed himself to the side, rolled over and collapsed on the bed beside her. Alice rolled onto her side and laid a hand over his chest.
“Oh my god,” she whispered. “Thank you. Never been taken like that before, never.”
They lay like that for about five minutes before she moved. She sat up and slid off the bed. Tyler's eyes followed her as she started moving about the room.
“What are you doing?” he asked.
“All of the sudden I have all this energy, like I just took a nap or something,” she replied.
Because I did most of the work and you got most of the pleasure, he thought. Not that I regret it in the slightest.
The latter portion of his thoughts was tacked on as he watched her moving about the room, completely naked. Her breasts bounced as she walked and so did her ass cheeks. The sight was entertaining, and even slightly invigorating. He felt life coming back to his cock, which he'd thought was going to be dead to the world for a while.
Alice moved around the room, opening cupboards, closets, chests, and anything else she thought she might be able to look into.
“MREs?” she asked. “What are those?”
“It's an army term. It means Meals Ready to Eat. I love that whoever it was set this place up stocked them because I brought some soda, but not that much coffee. Most of those have a packet of instant coffee in them.”
“Mmmm, coffee. It's been two days since I had my last cup. Can we eat?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said dragging himself off the bed.
He quickly dressed then moved over to the closet next to the MREs. He pulled out an odd-looking setup that would allow him to boil some water. It looked like a glass coffee pot, with metal trim. It set onto a metal framework that would hold it a couple of inches over the small canister of chafing fuel he pulled out.
He lit the fuel, filled the pot with water, then set it to heating.
“That'll take a few minutes, but then we'll have boiling water for the coffee. You can eat the actual MRE as is, or we can heat those up too.”
He glanced up, only to have his eyes freeze at nipple level. She was still completely nude and her nipples were hard, jutting out from her breasts to their full, impressive length.
“Um, did you want to get dressed? I put your teddy over there,” he said, pointing.
“No, I'm f
ine. The teddy is still damp and I grew up in North Dakota. This is only a little chilly, not cold. Just enough for... well...”
She thrust her chest out at him, her jutting nipples pointing straight at his face.
“Enough for that. I thought you might enjoy it. Also, I kind of took it as a sign that I couldn't even touch my clothes without throwing up, like a sign that I ought to just stay naked. Besides, I saw you watching me when I was walking around before. You like me prowling around naked like this, don't you?”
“Uhh,” he said, blushing. “Well, of course I do. What guy wouldn't want a hot woman wandering around butt naked?”
“Good, then that's settled,” she said, tearing open an MRE. “Now show me what all these things are.”
“They're all labeled,” he said, then realized that she might just want him in contact with her and leaned in closer, her breasts pressing against his side.
“See,” he said, slowly taking each item out of the pack, showing her the label, and setting it to the side.
He tore open his own MRE and started eating, watching the water. He was a firm believer that the watched pot needed the help. Meanwhile Alice was chewing on something from her own meal, but standing and looking around.
“Hey, what's that?” she asked, pointing towards the top shelf in the cupboard.
She'd gone up on tiptoe to look in and when he did the same he saw another box in there. The bottom three shelves were filled with crates of MREs so he wondered what this one was. Using a chair, he stood on it and pulled the box out.
“Hot damn,” he said. “Looks like we don't have to worry about finishing all the coffee I brought and just relying on the stuff in the MREs.”
The smaller box was a case of instant coffee single serve packets. It looked like a bulk version designed for hotels, but he didn't care, it would do.
“Good, the MREs are so salty. I know freeze-dried stuff is too, but hopefully less so,” he said.
“I don't know, I've had saltier, even recently,” Alice replied, staring pointedly at Tyler's groin.
He blushed again, still not quite sure how to handle her. He was more than happy to use her for sex, apparently she'd do whatever he wanted there. The problem was when they weren't having sex, he wasn't sure if doing what he wanted carried over to that and he wasn't even sure he wanted her to stop acting the way she was. He liked it, even if it did embarrass him.
He took a deep breath.
“And you will again soon,” he said, pointedly staring at her mouth.
“Good,” she said, then took a bite of food and started chewing. Tyler noticed the water starting to form bubbles on the bottom, which meant it would boil soon. He went and got two of the metal cups he'd mentioned before. Not the best option for a hot drink, but the only one they had.
As he fixed their coffee he found out that she liked hers black, so he stole the extra sugar and creamer from her MRE to add to his own coffee, which got it close to how he normally took it.
As they sipped their coffee, they talked. Alice was very direct when he asked what the rules were for the debt she'd claimed she owed him.
“Rules? What rules? Just don't permanently injure me and we're fine. I told you this was a fantasy of mine, to be a slave girl. It's a shame you don't have a collar and leash to put on me to remind you. So live it up Tyler, I've no idea if I'll want to continue that once we're out of here, or even if I'll want to stay with you. So take the time you've got and make the most of it. If living out my fantasy is good enough, then I might well want to continue doing so.”
His jaw dropped at her directness, and the enormity of her offer.
Really, no rules except to not permanently injure her? he thought. We'll see about that. I know what I want to do just as soon as I get hard again. She's got a fucking incredible ass and I want to see if fucking it is just as incredible as looking at it and fondling it.
When he finished his coffee, he realized that despite his attempt to not stare at her naked figure, he'd somehow failed miserably, or maybe gloriously. He had a raging hard-on again and knew just how he wanted to use it.
He waited until she finished her own coffee, which didn't take long since although she was sipping it instead of slugging it down, she was doing so constantly. Finally, she lowered her cup to the table.
“Over on the bed again,” he said. “Lie down on the edge of it, on your back, with your legs spread nice and wide.”
Her lips pursed and an eyebrow raised at his direct forcefulness.
“Now you're getting the idea,” she said, then promptly did as he'd instructed her.
Tyler stared from where he was sitting. She'd arranged herself on the edge of the bed so he had a perfect view of her pussy between her widely spread legs.
And I'll need that first if I want the other to go smoothly, he thought.
He crossed the room in just a few strides, going still while standing between her spread legs.
“Here,” he said, “try this.”
He grabbed her arms and pulled them down where he hooked them under her knees. After a quick look he told her to stay that way.
Because I can still see and get to her tits, her pussy is easy to get to, and her ass is completely exposed and even easier to access, he thought.
“Yeah, stay like that,” he said. “Can you hold that position for a while?”
“Sure, it's even mostly comfortable,” she replied.
“Good,” he said, then started stripping again.
Once he was nude he stepped up between her legs and quickly drove his cock into her waiting pussy. It was still very wet, her own juices and his cum acting as a lubricant. That was what he was after. Several thrusts later, he pulled out and caught the gleam of his cock in the light. It was coated with their combined lubrication.
Just right, he thought. Now for the main attraction.
He pushed his cock forward again, this time aiming just a touch lower than her pussy. As his cock began to penetrate her ass, she let out a muffled noise.
“Urp!” she cried.
He felt almost cruel as he stopped, his cock head only just into her ass. Her sphincter was clenching, trying to force his cock back out, but he held himself steady, knowing that he was going to fuck her ass whether her body wanted him to or not, whether she wanted him to or not.
Because that's really what she wants, he thought. She wants to be used without any regard for her own likes or opinions.
“Yes?” he said with a saccharine sweetness.
“Um...” she said, obviously wanting to say something, but at the same time not wanting to.
“Just say it,” he said. “Spit it out.”
“My ass? You're going to fuck my ass?” she said in a tone that he couldn't quite identify.
He thrust his cock forward another inch. Her sphincter was still clenching, trying to push him out, but now he was in far enough that it just felt like she was massaging his shaft just behind his cock head.
“Damn straight. You had your finger in mine, now you'll get my cock in yours.”
He pushed again, sliding another inch into her and getting a gasp in return.
“Then slam it all the way in hard, please?” she asked. “Shove that cock of yours into my dirty ass and pound it so hard I feel like I've been spanked.”
A moment's silence went by. He didn't move, stunned by her words. Evidently she thought he was upset that she was making demands.
“Um, please? Pretty please? Please use my ass...”
The pause drew out and he could see her mind working. It sounded like she hadn't been done talking yet, but several seconds passed before she seemed to finish whatever internal dialogue she was having. She took a deep breath and gulped.
“Please use my ass, Master? Please use it if that's what you want.”
He almost came on the spot when she called him master. He managed to avoid that embarrassment though and instead he slammed his cock into her ass as hard as he could. He didn't make it all the way in o
n that thrust, but it only took him another minute before he was balls deep in her ass. Alice had started cumming somewhere along the way and was still in the midst of her orgasm.
With his cock buried all the way inside of her ass, he stopped and thought. One hand came up to her clit and started rubbing while the other moved up towards her tits. As soon as he touched her clit she started writhing. Her body had already been shuddering from pleasure, but a touch on the sensitive flesh of her nubbin caused her body to move significantly more.
Instead of grabbing her tit like he'd planned to do, his other hand planted itself smack dab in the middle of her sternum, pushing down and holding her in place. The minor restraint kicked her reaction up another notch. Now he could feel the juices flooding from her pussy, splashing against his stomach and streaming down her body, flowing over the base of his cock on its way down.
“Oh god Ty— master, oh yes. Your cock fills me up entirely. Slam it into me over and over please. Fuck my ass!” Alice screamed.
Normally having a woman scream under him while he was fucking her would be something Tyler would try to avoid, because of the neighbors and all that. But he was very conscious of where they were, the fact that no-one could hear her, and best of all that she was begging him to fuck her ass. He'd had anal before, coaxed out of a girlfriend who'd had a few too many drinks. But she'd just said okay, not begged him for it. The feeling that swept over him was hard to identify, but as he pulled back and slammed his cock again forward he thought he might have managed it.
She called me master, he thought, that's what this feeling is. Having a woman who is utterly mine to use however I want. It's a feeling of complete control, of power over her. And I love it!
Tyler drew back until he nearly fell out of her ass, then slammed his cock forward again. She gasped in pleasure, her body continuing to writhe and shudder beneath him as he pounded her ass even harder than he had her pussy.
His hand on her clit was moving fast and firm, keeping her at the peak of her orgasm. He buried his cock in her ass, as deep as he could get it, over and over, relishing the tight warmth of her ass.