She came then, grinding her pussy over his face and shivering violently. At the same time she mouth.-fucked him and when she stopped coming she stopped sucking.
"Damn you, bitch, keep sucking!" he hissed.
"Take it easy," she said.
He lurched forward and plunged his cock into her throat. "You had yours, now suck!"
She had no choice but, to suck. At the same time, he continued eating her. He gripped her clit between his teeth and lashed it with his tongue. When he was in the mood, he gave good head. She had to give him credit for that. But she didn't trust him. Whenever he did a good job on her, he wanted something in return. What would it be tonight?
She decided to enjoy herself for the time being. For some reason Jack was in the mood for gash. She still wanted to get laid, but having her pussy licked would do for now.
Suddenly be shoved a finger into her cunt. It felt good. She continued nursing on his prick while be frigged her.
"Lick my balls," he said as he moved his finger from her cunt to her ass crack.
She obediently licked his balls while he wet down her asshole with the juice from her cunt. He worked on her asshole until it was loosened. Then he tilted her ass up and lapped his tongue over her grommet.
Damn him, it felt good! When he licked her asshole like that, she almost forgot how angry he made her. She sucked hungrily on his prick as she squirmed against his face. She felt another orgasm approach. Why fight it?
Now Jack squeezed and mauled her firm full asscheeks as he licked her asshole in a frenzy. The more eagerly he licked, the more eagerly she sucked his cock. One hand washes another, she thought.
She prayed he wouldn't want to fuck her asshole. She liked taking it in the ass occasionally, but tonight she was in the mood for a cock in her cunt. It had been days since he'd fucked her properly. How she needed it!
He was certainly giving her a lot of time tonight. There would be a price to pay. There always was. Jack always thought of himself first, the bastard. As usual she held herself back just a little. In the end he would want something she would be unwilling to give. But he'd force her. The bastard always did.
Once again he began manipulating her pussy. He wet his fingers with her juices and roughly shoved a finger into her asshole.
It hurt and she yelled. "Take it out," she said. "When I take it out, I'm going to stick my cock, in there."
"Like hell you are," she said.
"Like hell, I'm not."
And then she was on her hands and knees and he yanked his pajamas off and climbed behind her. He grabbed her around the waist and pushed himself against her ass.
"Why don't you stop complaining once in a while?" he said.
"Because I don't want it in my ass tonight," she said.
"Since when do you give the orders around here?"
Despite herself she felt her knees shaking and her pussy quivering with excitement. "Why don't you shut up and get it over with?" she snapped.
She bit her lips and stifled a moan when he squeezed and pried open her asscheeks. Then his cockhead was poking against her shitter and she held her breath.
She knew it was useless to protest. He always responded by telling her that when she went to work and brought home the bread she could make the rules. Until then the one who made the gold made the rules.
Just to spite him I ought to get a job, she thought. But she knew she wouldn't. She liked her freedom too much. The thought of going to some dumb job every day made her cringe.
He pressed his big cockhead against her asshole. At times like this she wished his cockhead was smaller. She sometimes thought he preferred her asshole to her pussy-hole. She wondered how many men preferred going in the back door. The perverse bastards.
"Stop moving around," he said now as she tried to evade the penetration.
"Be careful when you stick it in," she said.
"Jesus, you're always complaining."
"That's because you're a clumsy bastard."
"Shut your big mouth!"
She shut up. If she got him mad, he'd make her pay. Even now, he was roughly thrusting his prick-knob against her asshole.
She wiggled around and tried to expel it. "Watch out!" she hissed. She was excited, but had no intention of telling him.
He grunted when his cockhead popped into her rubbery bung. "Bull's-eye!" he snickered. "Jesus, Jack, you're killing me!"
"Shut up and enjoy it," he said, ramming forward forcefully and stuffing the rest of his thick cock into her skitter.
It hurt, but it felt good. She didn't know which to concentrate on, the pain or the pleasure. His cock felt bigger than ever. How widely stretched she must be to take his big cock!
She bit down on the pillow when he began ramming her. He shoved her head forward with every thrust as he pistoned his dick into her asshole.
She felt her bowels being churned. I'd like to take a big shit right about now, she thought. It'd serve him right too, if I shit all over his prick, the bastard!
He rammed her like a bull, mercilessly pounding her without regard for her feelings. It was true she was very excited, but that wasn't the point. She hadn't wanted it in the ass and he'd insisted on it.
When he stroked so hard she fell down flat, he lifted her up again and continued thrusting. She wanted him to come and get it over with. Her pussy was flowing and she knew she would come too. But she'd never admit it. When it was over, she'd tell him she felt nothing.
Damn, it felt good to have his balls banging away at her cunt! Even the feel of his wiry cock bush on her ass felt good.
She felt him high up inside her. Once his entire cock was inside her asshole, he stroked easily. It always amazed her how her asshole opened up to accommodate his cock.
Even though she was very turned on she resented that he was using her. She wondered what other women did in the same position.
She strained to keep from coming. She knew it was crazy, but she didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he was giving her pleasure.
Men! They had all the power. Maybe the libbers were right, but it was too late for her.
She was too excited to hide it from Jack. She was wildly aroused and intent en climaxing. There was no more pain. Now there was only white-hot pleasure and the exquisite torture of being on the brink of a giant orgasm.
Waves of ecstasy washed over her and her tension was released as she came. All her hostility disappeared as she spasmed. There was nothing in God's world that could take the place of a good come.
She fucked back now like a wild woman. Her tits swung back and forth and her nipples grazed the sheet. Her cunt was the focus of her pleasure. Especially her little clit with all its sensitive nerve-endings.
She wondered if the kids could hear her yelling. The walls were thin and she made a lot of noise when they fucked. Jack made noise when he came. He roared like a bull at the moment of climax. Sometimes she thought the house shook when he came.
"Fuck me!" she shrieked. "Keep fucking me!"
"Oh, no you want it, bitch," he hissed as he rammed his dick into her asshole.
Gurgles of pleasure erupted from her throat. Let him be nasty. She didn't care anymore. She was having too much fun.
Her asshole milked his dick as she came and he began shooting. He growled loudly as thick jets of jism shot into her butt.
He continued dicking her until his balls were drained. She was disappointed when he stopped. She even liked the feeling of his weight on her back when he collapsed over her.
Eventually he pulled out and rolled over. "You sure weren't feeling any pain," he smirked as he turned off the light.
"No thanks to you," she sneezed, pulling the covers up to her chin.
"Oh, yeah," he said. "Whose cock was it in there, making you scream?"
"Oh, shut up and go to sleep, will you?" she said.