Surprised by her response, I could only enjoy the sensation of her hot, wet sheath clenching almost painfully tightly around me in time with the waves of release that I could see coursing through her delectable little body. When I felt the spasms tapering off, I could help but perform a simple experiment: releasing the tuft of her hair I had, I reached up to take one of her nipples between my fingers; giving it a vicious twist was enough to make the wave of release that followed MUCH stronger than the one before it.
Her orgasm went on much longer than I would have thought it even could; still, her body could only find SO much relief before needing to recover. As I felt the last few faint flutterings of her vagina around where my cock was buried in her, I could see that she was nearing the point of losing consciousness. Rather than letting that happen, and having to wait for her to waken again, I decided to see if I could keep it from happening in the first place: releasing my hold on her erect nipple, I got myself positioned so I could start moving in her. First, I pressed myself against her, bumping her clitoris with my pubic bone a few times to get her attention after a fashion, then slid myself out of her completely – stopping only when the head of my penis was pressing against the outside of her opening again.
In response, she started to liven up again; but I didn't judge that it was enough, for my purposes. So I thrust myself back into her in another single, hard push that had the end of my penis resting against the deepest part of her. The degree to which I filled her, the suddenness of my actions, and the way her body responded to it, were enough to bring her to full wakefullness: her eyes snapped open again and got nearly the size of saucers as she gasped and arched her hips up in response.
Having her full attention again, I told her "Now, cunt, you find out what it takes to make me happy! If you don't pay attention and learn something, you'll live to regret it!"
With that, I started fucking her – hard: I was all but pounding myself into her, and it wasn't but a few seconds before she started responding. It was less than a minute of that before she had another orgasm, though not as strong as the previous one. Again, she got incredibly tight around me, but she was also so wet inside that there was more than enough lubrication for me to continue sliding myself in and out of her hot, tight channel. Another minute or so, and she climaxed again; that one a little stronger as I maintained my rhythm of slamming into her.
I was starting to get a little tired, so I lowered myself to rest on my elbows. I took the opportunity to start taking each of her nipples into my mouth and sucking on them hard enough that I knew it must be painful for her; it also brought them to full erectness, allowing me to bite them, as well. It wasn't but a couple minutes of that before she surprised me with yet another orgasm, nearly as strong as the first. It was soon followed by another, milder one.
The stimulation of her hot, wet vagina clenching around me was quickly moving me closer and closer to my own release. But I wanted to enjoy the experience of being inside her for a bit longer, too. I finally decided that there were a couple more things that I could do that I thought would make BOTH of us happy.
When I felt her getting close to having yet another climax, I deliberately waited until just before it hit her to suddenly slide my hardness out of her, denying her the release she sought; the look of frustration and surprise on her face was priceless.
Getting off of her, I moved to stand next to the bed before leaning over to untie the belt that held her leg in place. I soon had the other belt unfastened, as well, and I could see the puzzlement – and yes, relief – on her face as I got onto the bed again. Looking down at her from where I knelt, I told her "You bore me, bitch. I want some action out of you, you useless cow! Turn over, and get on your knees, cunt."
She quickly moved to do as I told her – except that she moved toward the headboard, enough so that she was able to put her hands on the bed. I quickly slapped her head and told her "I didn't say anything about moving like that, dumbass! Get back here, and hands off the bed, whore!"
She quickly scooted back so that her hands were again stretched out in the air, toward the headboard, as she knelt over in front of me. I moved up behind her and leaned forward to reach around her and cup her breasts in my hands for a few moments before squeezing them hard enough to make her cry out. Even so, before I released them, I gave the hard, erect nubbins of her nipples a vicious twist – and felt her press herself back against me in aroused response.
Putting my hands on her cute, tight little ass, I spread her cheeks so that I could watch as I positioned the head of my cock between her shiny labia – and again filled her with a single hard thrust of my hips, making her cry out in pleasure.
Moving my hands to her hips, I held her steady as I began moving myself in and out of her again. Stretched out as she was, there wasn't much she could do to move, but that didn't stop me from frequently slapping her ass and telling her to get moving. Each blow of my hand only seemed to make her wetter inside as she struggled to comply with my demands. Every so often, I would reach around to give one or the other of her nipples a savage twist, as well.
I was literally slamming myself into her when I felt my balls signal that it wasn't going to be long before they unloaded in her. I grabbed a handful of Jenny's hair and pulled her head back harshly before slapping her face and telling her "I'm gonna cum soon, you slut. If you don't make it good, I'll cut your tits off!"
That seemed to be all she needed to find yet another release – the start of which was enough to trigger mine.
Even as I tried to stuff as much of my cock as far into her as I could, I was wetting my thumb with my saliva. As soon as I felt her vagina start to clench around me again, I reached down and quickly stuck it up her ass – greatly aided by the overflow of her juices that had already lubricated her there. The intensity of her climax easily tripled with that one simple act, and she tried to scream through a (thankfully!) closed mouth, the sound escaping through her little button nose.
The dramatic tightening of her vagina was enough to increase the intensity of my release, as well, and I could feel myself trying to coat her tonsils with my jism.
About the time my cock and balls stopped trying to fill her with the negligible amount of cum I must have had left, Jenny released a deep sigh and collapsed, my neckties holding her arms out forcing her to fall forward onto her face as she pulled free of my semi-erect penis, my thumb leaving her anus with a loud popping noise.
That was enough to make me realize that she'd probably climaxed even harder than I had, and that our activities had undoubtedly had more of an effect on her than me. I quickly moved to untie her arms from the headboard and roll her over onto her back – and wasn't particularly surprised to see that she was out cold. I gently untied the neckties from around her wrists, then got the loops of my belts from around her ankles. That was followed by a quick trip to the kitchen for drinks and munchies, and after setting those things on the night table, a stop in the bathroom for a couple of damp washcloths and a towel.
With everything I'd need in the immediate future nearby, I began doing what I could to clean Jenny up, and help her recover. One washcloth was soon saturated with the combination of the overflow of her woman's juices and my cum. The other was used to finish cleaning her off before I used a clean section of it to gently wipe her face. Then I used the towel to dry the spots I'd used the washcloths on, and gently dry the perspiration from her body, and then my own. By the time I was finished, I could see her eyes starting to flicker, and quickly reached out to grab one of the cans of soda and open it. A few more moments, and her lovely almond eyes opened, though she didn't seem to be able to recognize much of anything. Even that disorientation soon passed, though, and her eyes locked on mine before her entire face lit up as she smiled at me. I gestured with the opened soda, and after she managed a weak nod, I told her "I'm going to get you sitting up, and hold you against me, okay?"