Spicy Quickies Page 19

  “Yes, yes, yes!” Jasmine said. She released my cock and slapped my ass with both hands a few times. “That’s what I love to hear! It turns me on to hear you talk to me like that. Keep it going, baby. Keep talking to me. I’m not going to stop fucking your ass until you cum, and I’m not going to let you cum until I cum. And since I’m not going to cum until you make me happy, you’d better make me happy!”

  Since I wanted to cum badly and I also wanted to get Jasmine’s huge dildo out of my asshole, I decided to go all out trying to make her happy.

  “Fuck my ass with your huge cock,” I said. “Hammer me with it! Stretch my fucking asshole out!”

  “That’s what I’m talking about,” Jasmine said, her face glowing with pleasure as she fucked me harder than ever. She kept slapping away at my asscheeks with both hands. “Keep it going, baby. Keep talking and I’ll let you cum!”

  Grunting and groaning loudly now, I screamed. “Fuck that ass, fuck that tight little asshole! Hammer me with your cock! Break me in fucking half!”

  “Yes, YES, YES!” Jasmine screamed back at me. “Give me more, baby! More! You’re making my pussy so fucking wet! I love hearing you talk dirty!”

  Tears were leaking out of my eyes and my ass was on fire but my cock was rock-hard. It felt as though it was going to burst through my skin. Despite the pain, on some level, I was obviously enjoying myself. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want it over with already. So I turned it up a notch.

  No longer screaming, but begging in my most pleading voice, I turned back to look at her and say, “Please give it to me. Give it to me like never before. Slam my fucking asshole with your cock. Give it to me. I need it, I need it, baby, I need it so bad!”

  This last part was what put Jasmine over the edge. She slipped her hand between her legs and furiously rubbed away at her clit while continuing to fuck my asshole, deeper and more aggressively than ever. She was banging away on my asshole so intensely that I could barely breath, let alone talk anymore. So I faced forward once again and dropped my head towards the floor, biting down on a scream.

  “Fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” Jasmine groaned, letting out a scream of her own as a monstrous orgasm flowed through her. She shook and shimmied and held her cock deep inside my asshole until the orgasm passed through her. “Goddammit that feels so fucking good!” she said, pausing to catch her breath. “Great job, baby. I haven’t cum that hard in years!”

  Her cock was planted so far in my ass I couldn’t even reply.

  “I suppose you’re ready to cum now too,” Jasmine said. I could hear the joy in her voice.

  I nodded my head.

  “What?” she says, taunting me right up until the end. “I can’t hear you.”

  “Yes please,” I managed to say.

  Jasmine laughs. “Okay,” she said. “I suppose I can finish you off once and for all.”

  And with that she goes back to fucking my ass. Shortly after starting up again, she grabbed ahold of my cock and pulled back on it, so it was pointing straight down at the ground. I let out a groan of pleasure as she started jerking off my swollen cock.

  “But I’m not going to stop fucking your ass until you’re finished,” Jasmine said. “I want you to cum with my cock up your ass.”

  That was fine with me. I was so excited that I wanted to see how hard I was going to cum with a cock in my asshole.

  And luckily, I was so excited that it didn’t take long at all. Between Jasmine jerking off my lubed-up cock and fucking my asshole less aggressively now that she’d already cum, it didn’t take more than a minute before I was ready to blow.

  “Holy shit,” I groaned as I crept right up to the edge of orgasm. “I’m gonna fucking explode!”

  “Do it, baby,” Jasmine said. “I want to see how big your load is!”

  “Holy shit,” I said again as my body tensed up in the final seconds before cumming. “Holy shit, holy fucking shit!”

  And with that, I released, my whole body spasming as my cock exploded, sending stream after stream after stream of cum out of me. Jasmine continued jerking me off and fucking my ass until my cock was completely dry, then, thankfully, she slid the dildo out of my asshole.

  I immediately collapsed to the carpet, right atop my huge puddle of cum, but I didn’t care in the least. I was spent far beyond normal. Eventually I rolled over onto my back and stared at the ceiling, trying in vain to ignore the throbbing pain in my gaping asshole.

  Jasmine flopped down next to me and laid her head on my chest. She was still wearing the strap-on and the dildo was lying on my stomach.

  “So,” Jasmine said, smiling at me. “What did you think?”

  “I think it was . . . interesting,” I said. “Far more intense than I was expecting. Not quite as bad. Kind of exciting, actually. But I have to admit, I’m glad it’s over.”

  “Yeah, I’m sure you are,” she said. “Because now you get one last shot to punish me for what I just did to you.”

  “That’s right,” I said, grinning. “Just give me a little while to get myself together and we’ll get going to round four.”

  “I can’t wait,” Jasmine said.

  “Neither can I,” I replied. “I’m going to open another bottle of wine and you’re probably going to want to help me drink it, if you catch my drift.”

  “Loud and clear,” Jasmine said. “In fact, you’d better open two.”

  “That’s probably a good idea.”

  #

  One hour and two more bottles of wine later and I was ready to go back at it again. I was drunk enough that I no longer felt the ache in my asshole but that didn’t mean I wasn’t going to punish Jasmine for what she’d done to me. We were both sitting on the couch, watching TV, when I turned it off and stood up without saying a thing. As she smiled expectantly up at me, I picked her up, threw her over my shoulder, grabbed one of the half-full wine bottles with my free hand, and carried her into her bedroom.

  Once there, I set the wine bottle on the nightstand then tossed Jasmine down onto the bed, her back on the mattress and her legs up in the air. I grabbed ahold of her ankles and spread her legs wide, as far as they would go. They were sticking straight out, knees locked, leg muscles tight.

  “Hold them there,” I said.

  Jasmine grabbed her ankles and held her legs in position, wide open and beckoning. “I guess round four is officially underway, huh?” she said.

  “You’d better believe it,” I said.

  Still standing, I looked down at her, taking in her whole body before proceeding. We still hadn’t put on any clothes all night but I never got tired of her nakedness.

  I grabbed Jasmine’s hips and slid them towards me until her lower half was right at the edge of the bed. From this angle, with me standing and her on the bed, my cock was hovering right over her pussy as if showing me where it wanted to go. For a moment I was tempted to just stick it in her, but the temptation quickly passed. I had some other things that I wanted to do is first.

  With that in mind, I turned slightly to the side to give myself a better angle, then slid two fingers inside her.

  I started off slowly, moving them back and forth with the purpose, rubbing the underside of her clit, something that I knew drove her crazy. I gradually picked up steam, moving my fingers faster and faster in and out of her. Jasmine had told me before that she liked getting fingered just as much as she liked getting fucked, if not more, and it showed in her face. Especially when I curled the tip of my fingers upward and went to work on her G-spot.

  I paused for a moment to slip a third finger inside her pussy then immediately picked up right where I’d left off, slamming my fingers into her hard enough that her legs started to buckle, bending at the knee.

  I immediately pulled my fingers from her pussy. Jasmine groaned in disappointment, a sound that turned into a yelp of surprise when I smacked her pussy with my open palm.

  “What was that for?” she asked, her legs folding even further.

  “Did I say you c
ould relax your legs?” I asked.

  She shook her head and pulled her legs taut once again.

  “That’s better,” I said.

  “Now will you stick your fingers back in me?” she asked.

  “That depends,” I said. “Can you keep your legs tight no matter what I do to you?”

  Jasmine nodded.

  I gave her another smack on the pussy. She yelped again and flinched but didn’t fold her legs this time.

  “Are you sure?” I said. “You almost collapsed right there.”

  “I’m sure,” she said, showing a hint of defiance.

  I smacked her again, this time on the inner part of her thigh.

  She held tight.

  I smacked her other thigh, harder this time. The sound echoed about the bedroom.

  She bit down on her bottom lip but still she didn’t fold her legs.

  “Not bad,” I said. “I think you’ve earned my fingers again.”

  So I gave them to her, sliding all three inside her pussy. They went in even easier than they had earlier. Apparently getting smacked around turned Jasmine on just as much as a good finger-banging.

  I put my left foot up on the bed and leaned forward, altering the angle of penetration and allowing me to slide my fingers even deeper inside her. I pushed them in until they were well past the knuckles and held them there as her pussy clenched tight.

  “Holyfuckingshit,” Jasmine said as I started sliding them back and forth deep inside her, exploring her insides. Her legs were quivering but she held on tight, not letting them falter.

  I hammered my fingers into her, trying to get Jasmine’s legs to cave, but still she held them to the side, her knees locked out and her thighs rock-hard. My head was right above hers and she stared up at me, her eyes laced with defiance even as the rest of her features gave in to the pleasure. She was intent on outlasting me, taking as much as I could give her without folding again.

  There was no way that was going to happen, of course. I still had a couple tricks up my sleeve. It was time I broke one out.

  While my right hand still pounding away at her pussy, I reached down with my left and began to grope one of her tits, then pinched the nipple. Jasmine gasped but didn’t relax her legs. I gave her other breast the same treatment. She reacted the same way, still not even coming close to collapsing her legs.

  “Not bad,” I said. “Not bad at all.”

  Jasmine didn’t reply. All her energy was being spent keeping her legs tight. But she did glare up at me with an evil look while her breath escaped from her mouth in shallow gasps.

  “You do realize you can’t win,” I said. “You’re going to fold again eventually.”

  “Not if I can help it,” she said, her voice a raspy, wheezing mess.

  “Then I guess I’ll just have to make it so you can’t help it,” I said.

  “Go ahead and try,” she said.

  I laughed softly. Jasmine certainly was quite the trooper. Most women would have folded long ago. But I didn’t tell her that, of course. To do so would ruin the mood.

  “If you insist,” I said instead. Then I let my hand wander up her chest to her throat.

  Jasmine’s eyes widened slightly. Whether it was in surprise or pleasure I wasn’t sure. Not that it mattered at this point.

  Still continuing to bang her pussy with my fingers, I gripped her throat between my thumb and forefinger and started to squeeze.

  Jasmine’s face turned red from the lack of oxygen, then started to go pale. But still she held on, keeping her legs tight by sheer willpower alone. But it was only a matter of time until her body gave in, even if her mind didn’t. Fifteen seconds later the time came.

  Her eyelids fluttered and then started to close. She released her hold on her heels and her arms flopped down onto the bed, followed by her legs.

  I released her throat but continued slamming my fingers inside of her pussy as she came back to the waking world. The transition must have been an intense one, as an orgasm rocked her body shortly after I let go of her throat.

  She bucked against my hand a couple of times, then tensed up, her pussy squeezing the blood from my fingers. She reached out and grabbed my arm with both of her hands and held it in place, deep inside of her.

  “Don’t move,” she said desperately, still short of air. “Don’t you dare fucking move.”

  I almost pulled my fingers out of her to pay her back for what she’d done to me earlier but ultimately decided that would be taking things too far. Besides, there was no doubt we were going to play this little game again one day, and I didn’t want to incur too much of her wrath.

  Her body seemed to freeze in place for just a moment, then released just as quickly. A torrent of juices came pouring out of her pussy, drenching my hand and wrist. She moaned and cursed under her breath as her entire body quivered and shook.

  “Holyfuckingshit,” Jasmine said, turning it into one long word. She released my arm and tried to refill her body with air.

  “I take it you liked that?” I said.

  Eyes wide, she nodded vigorously.

  Smiling, I pulled my fingers out of Jasmine’s pussy. They were shining with her juices, glistening in the light. I admired them for a moment then said, “Open your mouth. I want you to taste yourself.”

  She did so without comment. Smiling, in fact.

  I slipped all three fingers into Jasmine’s mouth and she licked them clean, staring right at me the entire time. After I’d pulled them back out I told her to grab ahold of her ankles once again.

  “Like this?” Jasmine asked, grabbing her ankles and spreading her legs wide and holding them tight. “Is this how you want me?”

  I nodded and slipped my cock into her. It felt great, especially after so much foreplay leading up to this moment. I loved fucking her pussy, especially when her legs were spread wide like that. It heightened the sensation quite a bit.

  After slamming my cock into Jasmine for a good minute and a half, she released her hold on her ankles and brought her arms back towards her chest. I hadn’t told her she could but it didn’t bother me at this point. I was enjoying myself too much to care at the moment.

  While I continued hammering my cock in and out of her, Jasmine grabbed one of her tits in each hand and started to play with them. At first she groped and fondled them, but it wasn’t long before she was attacking her nipples, squeezing and rubbing them between her fingertips until they were hard, and then going after them even more aggressively.

  I watched, transfixed, as she started to smack her own tits, slapping them hard enough to make herself flinch.

  “Do you like that, don’t you?” Jasmine said, her eyes locked on mine. “You like watching me smack myself around.”

  I nodded.

  “Come on,” she said. “Join in. You know you want to.”

  I slapped her tit, putting some serious force into it.

  “Don’t hold back,” she said. “Smack me like you mean it.”

  Smiling, I slapped her tit again, even harder this time.

  “Harder,” she said.

  I did.

  “Harder!” she said, slapping her other tit as she spoke, putting my smack to shame.

  I slapped her again, making her flinch.

  “That’s it,” she said, biting down on her bottom lip. “Just like that.”

  I smacked her tit again. And again. And again. I was starting to get into a serious groove, moving faster against her, giving her more and more of my cock.

  “Is this what you want?” I said, my tone harsh. “Me smacking you around while I fuck the shit out of you?”

  She nodded. “That’s exactly what I want,” she said, her entire body red from exertion.

  Even though it was my turn to be in charge, I had no problem taking a little break from the duty and giving her what she wanted. I’d be taking what I wanted from her again soon enough.

  I took a break from slapping her to slide my hands under her hips and lifted her backside up, giv
ing myself more leverage. She hooked her arms around her legs without being told, holding herself in position while I hammered away at her, my body slamming into hers with all my weight.

  My free hand went up to her throat and started choking her while my other continued smacking away at her tits, both of which had turned bright red under the assault.

  “What about this?” I said. “Do you want this too? Me choking you while I pummel you?”

  She nodded, her eyes wide, her groans muffled from the lack of air.

  I released her throat and grabbed the underside of her thighs and pressed them down onto the bed, opening her up even more, allowing me to blast her even harder. I gave her my full weight with every thrust, making her squirm underneath me as I slammed my cock into her with a previous untapped aggression.

  “Fuck, fuck, FUCK, FUCK!” she cried, barely able to catch her breath I was pummeling away at her so intensely. “You’re gonna make me cum, you’re gonna make me fucking cum!”

  And so I gave Jasmine absolutely everything I had, until she couldn’t say another word, could barely even grunt she was getting pounded so hard. After 20 seconds of this, she let out a scream and bucked beneath me as a monster orgasm wound its way through her body.

  By the time it had passed, Jasmine’s face was bright red and there were tears leaking out of her eyes. She could barely breathe and her hair was a complete mess and what was left of her makeup was running down her face. But her eyes were dancing with excitement.

  I slipped my cock out of her pussy and smiled down at her. She returned the look in spades.

  “Holy fucking shit,” she said. “That was insane.”

  “I’m glad you had your fun,” I said. I grabbed the bottle of wine from the nightstand and took a long swig, emptying it of its contents and then setting it back down. “Because I still have to have mine.”

  “Be my guest,” Jasmine said. “After that orgasm, you can do whatever you want with me for the rest of eternity.”

  “I may hold you to that,” I said, grinning. “Now, are you recovered enough to move on?”

  “Bring it on,” she said.