Ridin' the Storm Out

"No Baby, p-l-e-a" was all she could whimper before my long slender fingers pushed her freshly worn panties deeply between her lips to silence the half-hearted objection. I pushed them into her mouth until it was full, leaving just the wettest part of the narrow crotch hanging out; she gagged slightly, but kept her jaws clamped tight. I pressed my nose to her chin and took a deep breath, before licking the side of her cheek all the way up to her ear.

"Game On" I whispered. "Do you understand" I asked her?

Becca nodded softly and moaned; "m-m-m-h-m-m-m.

She was breathing quickly through her nose. Her short warm choppy breaths were setting aloft the addictive aroma of her sex. She draped her arms over my shoulders and behind my neck as I placed my hands against the rounded bottoms her buttocks and hoisted her off the floor; she responded by wrapping her stocking clad legs around my waist and locking her ankles.

"If you let go of your panties for any reason before I tell you to, there will be consequences" I told her. "Do you understand?"

She nodded yes again as my arms hoisted her even higher. I pressed my naked body hard against her; pushing her bare shoulders and naked ass back against the cold mirror. I reached up and grabbed her by the wrists; lifting her arms well above her head and pinning them against the mirror as I pressed her body hard against it with mine.

From the way I held her; I could make the swollen head of my cock rub softly against Becca's honey coated lips by simply rocking my hips. I could push it against her buttocks; poke it partially into her dripping slit or even press it against her puckered ring. I teased her verbally, prodding playfully at her sex for a short while.

"What's the matter Sexy is there something you want?" I teased.

Becca's glassy eyes widened and her head once again nodded up and down.

"Do you want my cock; my thick hard cock deep inside you?" I asked.

Becca's tummy fluttered against me as she nodded yes emphatically; this time releasing a very long hungry moan through her tightly clenched panties. Her saliva was beginning to mix with the juicy remnants of her steamy sex, creating a slightly tangy, but very tasty treat against her tongue. I was jealous and wanted a taste of my own.

I opened my mouth, clamped my teeth onto the darkened wet crotch of her panties and pulled back on them. Becca jerked her head to one side desperately trying to hold onto them. As I was tugging playfully at her panties with my teeth; my hands were busy lining up the head of my painfully throbbing cock against the edges of her meaty lips. Like two puppies battling over their favorite pull toy, we yanked back and forth on her pungent panties.

As we fought tenaciously over her panties a hard driving rock classic began to play "Mississippi Queen"; by Mountain. We tugged playfully at her panties for a short while longer until I released the grip of my teeth and pulled my hands from beneath her ass cheeks. I eased my body back slightly from hers and let her slide quick and hard down over my smooth thick cock. She shuddered and moaned as she began her descent.

As soon as she bottomed out I gave a hard thrust with my pelvis and slammed her against the mirror. She squealed and yelped, almost dropping her panties. She quickly clamped her teeth tight and caught them just before she lost them. Her panties now hung well down over her chest and brushed lightly over her hard nipples as she flailed her head from left to right; her pretty white teeth gripping only a narrow inch or so of the one side.

I have her right where I want her, I thought to myself; wondering in reality if perhaps she didn't have me right where she wanted me. I began a hard fucking rhythm, thrusting my rigid cock deeper into Becca's tight wet cunt; my powerful pelvic thrusts slamming her wildly against the wall. I found myself fucking her to the rhythm of the music; varying the force and depth of my vengeful thrusts with the pounding of the drums and the screaming guitars.

She grunted and moaned with pleasure as my pelvis slapped loudly and repeatedly against the inside of her wet trembling thighs. I tried unsuccessfully to hold back a little; to go easy and not ravage her for my own selfish sexual pleasure; but the feel of her supple body against me, the taste of her skin and the heat oozing from her steamy sex were overpowering. I moaned with desire as I poured every throbbing inch of my greedy cock into her and pounded her relentlessly

I firmly squeezed Becca's ass cheeks and tugged them apart as I sucked and bit playfully at her neck. Becca's head was flailing from left to right; her tits were pressed firmly to my chest, her hard nipples were rubbing against me. She soon began to loose control of her body and could no longer keep her ankles locked behind me; her legs dangled helplessly like a rag doll at my sides; my hands cradling her upper thighs where they meet her buttocks were her only means of support.

Despite being mercilessly slam fucked against the wall so hard that it took her breath away,Becca managed to hang onto those damn panties. The pictures on the wall bounced around and the door to the bedroom creaked back and forth as I pounded Becca with everything that I had; fighting off my own desires and need for release. The heat radiating up from her sex, the distant look in her glassy eyes and the feel of her body convulsing against me told me she was there.

Becca lost it completely, spitting out her panties, gasping wildly for breath as her body tightened instantly. Cringing in pain; I watched helplessly as Becca's panties fell to the wood floor beneath us. I felt her stripper style heels spur me deeply, pushing hard into the back of my calves; she dug her long fingernails into the back of my shoulders, slammed her shoulders back hard against the wall and shot up from between my arms, wailing and wiggling like a freshly lit bottle rocket on the Fourth of July.

She let out a long gut wrenching wail that quickly turned to several pleasure filled yelps as she shook stiff legged, long and hard against me. Her left hand tugged violent at her trembling pink pussy lips while her other hand pulled painfully at my hair. I bit her left nipple hard and let out a yelp of my own. The weight of Becca's sexy body rested solely upon her heels which were pushing deeper into my flesh. She pushed my face to her heaving chest and held me tight.

I moaned with pleasure as I felt a gush of her warm wet fluid, followed by a second and finally a third; rain down over my naked torso and cascade down over my twitching cock and tightly clenched balls, quickly covering the front side of my thighs. The sweet slippery reward of her first major orgasm dripped like Tupelo Honey from my aching balls down onto the floor beneath us.

"Oh My God" I whispered; staring up at her eyes from between her soft fleshy tits.

With barely enough strength left to breathe, Becca tried to make a fist. She pounded me softly twice atop my left shoulder with her mostly open hand.

"Oh, You Fucker!" she whimpered, almost teary eyed, just before she collapsed against me almost lifeless.

Her arms wrapped lightly around me, her head settled gently against my shoulder and she drooled helplessly down onto my chest, her mind and body were both completely spent.

I wrapped my arms around her and slowly lowered her back down onto my upright cock, then spun slowly around with her tightly cradled in my arms and searched the room for a place to lay her down. I pulled her away slowly from the mirror noticing two foggy perspiration spots on the glass; one from her shoulders, the other from her sexy ass. The bottom part of the glass was heavily pelted with tiny clear droplets; the remnants of Becca's mind blowing orgasm.

We knocked a lamp off a table next to the doorway as we turned. I carried her gently across the room to the huge oak dining table near the kitchen. I sat her precariously on the edge before lowering her orgasm ravaged body slowly down onto the table top, withdrawing my hard cock; I gently lifted and slid her quivering torso back over the table until the back of her knees bumped against the edge; her rubbery legs dangled helplessly over the side.

After taking a very long, very deep and much needed breath, I moved closer to Becca; placing my hands softly atop the front of her thighs. I pushed her legs gently apart. The insides of her stockings were darkened and wet; her clit was swollen and prominent; slightly larger than a raisin and extremely sensitive. I blew softly against it and watched it quiver, partially protruding from beneath her dark fleshy hood; throbbing as if it had a heartbeat and a pulse of its own.

Becca's succulent juices were still dribbling from her well fucked slit and pooling up on the oak table top between her ass cheeks. My baby gathered enough strength to lift her hands and push her trembling fingers slowly over her temples and through her hair.

"Oh My God" she moaned, arching her back just slightly before collapsing again beneath the weight of a heavy sigh.

She was wet and glistening vibrantly in the fire's glow and her clit was begging to be sucked.

I pulled up a chair and sat comfortably between her widely spread thighs. I had never seen Becca so helpless; so vulnerable before. It was quite a turn on for me I slid my hands gently beneath her buttocks and pushed her thighs open further with my biceps as I began to kiss and suck at the front of her thighs. Her sweet thick fluids coated my loving tongue as I slowly licked her clean. The heavy intoxicating scent of her sex was making my head spin with desire and my cock throb with hunger.

Unable to resist her hard quivering nubbin, I nuzzled back her hood with the tip of my nose and pressed my tightly puckered lips directly over it. Becca moaned and her entire body quaked as I gave it a gentle suck. I felt her fingers against the back of my head as I gave it a tender lick. Those fingers quickly tightened in my hair and Becca let out a joyful yelp as I began to loudly flick at her throbbing clit with my tongue.

She was starting to come around, the inevitable head rush she receives when she squirts was beginning to subside and her tightly wrenched tummy muscles were finally beginning to relax. I had never seen a release take such a toll on Becca before; and to be completely honest I was a little worried; but before long she was sitting upright with her hands flat against the table, rhythmically thrusting her hips to push her hot wet pussy harder against my probing tongue.

There was still the small matter of her hastily discarded panties and her grabbing of my wrist that needed to be dealt with, so I stopped pleasuring her and stood up. I smiled at her and slid my fingers gently beneath her hair and over the back of her neck. I gave her a couple very gentle caresses then squeezed the nape of her neck sternly between my fingers and palm. I pulled her roughly from the table top and led her back into the center of the room.

Becca gasped with regret and followed very tentatively almost prissy like in her high heels; yelping slightly, her large naked tits bouncing with every short choppy step she took. I pulled her over in front of the fireplace to the center of the oval braided rug and turned her to face the wall. I released my kitten like grip on her neck.

"So Ms. Becca, do you know why you are here?" I asked her, placing my right hand directly on top of her left shoulder.

She knew what the touch of my hand there meant and obediently dropped to her knees; her toes toward the floor with her sexy ass resting atop the back of her heels, hands flat against her upper thighs.

"Yes Sir, I do" she answered as I moved around behind her and lifted her hair from the front of her shoulders with my fingers; letting if fall softly down over her back. "So would you like to explain your antics?" I asked, kneeling beside and slightly behind her.

"I can't Sir, I'm sorry" she replied nervously as I began to gently caress her naked ass with my right hand. "I guess I am just a misbehaving little slut" she added.

I placed my left hand between her shoulder blades and pushed lightly; Becca responded by leaning forward and dropping down on all fours with her hands flat against rug and her elbows locked.

"A slut? Well who's slut are you then" I asked still gently rubbing her smooth round buttocks.

"Your slut Sir; I long to be your slut" she whimpered.

"My slut; what makes you think you are worthy enough to be my slut?" I asked with a laugh; sliding my fingers slowly down over her ass crack until my fingertips poked once again at her wet meaty lips.

Becca was respectfully silent.

"Spread 'em" I barked, as I pushed the tip of my middle finger between her lips.

Becca lifted her ass slightly and slid her knees far apart; her ass then settled again with her feet straight out behind her.

Her shoulders were suddenly higher than her ass; which was unacceptable.

"Drop!" I told her.

She immediately went down onto her elbows; her forearms flat against the rug; she curled her fingers over the roughly braided edge. I was growing more and more impatient.

"Ms. Becca? I asked you a question" I said in a very terse tone and again she was silent.

I pulled my hand from between her cheeks and well beyond; she curled her fingers tighter around the rug's edge.

The throbbing sting from my open hand came quickly and sounded loudly; *Slap, Slap* as my right hand peppered both her well presented ass cheeks; harder against the right, then quicker against the left.

"O-h-h-h" she yelped, lunging forward just enough to put her swinging tits in motion before pushing her stinging ass back into position for another swat. "Thank You Sir" she whimpered.

"Do you like the feel of my knowing, guiding hand against your naked ass?" I asked.

"Yes Sir" she replied sobbing softly.

"Then have another, no better yet a couple more"; I told her sending two more open hands hard against her backside *Slap, Slap*.

Becca yelped loudly and her entire body shook. She was rocking softly up and back extracting every precious once of pleasure she could while trying endure the obvious pain.

"Thank you Sir" she squealed; her voice cracking slightly as I followed the stinging slaps with a tender caress.

Becca's mind was racing; the uncertainty of what might happen next was fueling her hunger. Her ass cheeks were stinging sharply and glowing brighter with every strike, but she found herself wanting; needing more.

"Please Sir, slap your slut's ass again", she begged wiggling her elevated hips.

I placed my hand flat against her ass cheeks, my fingers parting them to expose her pink folds. Her pussy was soaked; her juices cascading down over her bulging clit.

I eased my grip on her cheeks and smiled as they slapped softly together. I then moved over between Becca's legs and slid my right hand deep between her thighs cupping her sex in the palm of my hand as I pushed my thumb between her cheeks and firmly against her puckered pink ring. Becca jerked a little as a new sensation surged through her body.

"Are you pulling away from my touch Ms. Becca?" I asked sternly.

"No Sir, never" she replied nervously.

Quickly pulling my hand from between her trembling thighs, I gave her a very thorough left to right ass slapping; with the front side of my right hand slapping repeatedly against her right cheek and the back side striking just as often against her left cheek. A "bitch slap" as it's know on the street; or a "who's your daddy" type spanking". With every tempered slap of my hand and every echo of my voice Becca slipped deeper into her favorite role.

Even in the soft dim light flickering from the fireplace; I could see that Becca's stunning ass cheeks were turning cherry red.

"Do we have an understanding now, Ms. Becca?" I asked her as I ceased flogging her behind.

"Yes Sir" she whimpered. "How do you propose to make amends for your intolerable behavior?" I queried.

"Anything Sir, anything you wish Sir, just ask" she said, sliding her left hand seductively along the back of her silky pink corset until it reached her reddened ass.

Without speaking another word she pushed her hand down over her baby smooth ass crack; her fingers were partially covering the tiny pink dimple of her ass. She pushed her face softly against the rug and arched her back even more before spreading her fingers and her ass cheeks to fully expose a heartfelt offering. Pressing two of her fingers along each side; she invitingly framed her tight shiny funnel as if she were surrendering it.

The sexual tension was extremely high as Becca softly bit her lower lip, tilted her head slightly and gazed back at me with a wanton stare.

"Why would you offer such a precious gift to me Ms. Becca?" I asked with the subtle raise of my brow.

"Because I know it will please you Sir" she replied softly.

"It would indeed", I told her leaning forward, first kissing the backside of her trembling hand softly before placing wet butterfly kisses upon both of her fiery red ass cheeks.

"Are you sure?" I asked her.

I stood up and retrieved the tiny bottle of silicone lubricant that she had carried from the bedroom earlier, along with a red velvet throw pillow from the leather sofa.

"Yes, I'm sure" she replied. "Please Sir, take me now" she pleaded as I knelt beside her and gently lifted her head then slid the throw pillow between her cheek and the rug.

"We wouldn't want that pretty face to get rug burned, now would we?" I told her with a wink and a smile.

My rigid cock was growing even harder and my ball sack drawing tighter with just the mere thought of her willingness to surrender. I moved slowly around behind her and once again positioned myself between her firm shapely calves. I opened the lid on the lubricant and held it about a foot above her teardrop shaped ass. Becca was poised like a kitten to a scratching post; her arms stretched forward and her back arched with her hot needy ass pushed high into the air

She flinched slightly and gasped softly when I gently squeezed the tiny bottle. letting the first few drops of the cold slippery liquid dribble onto her well presented behind and slowly trickle down between her ass cheeks. My left hand chased the shimmering droplets as they flowed into and over her smooth shaven sex and dripped like honey from her nubbin onto the rug between her knees. Becca moaned softly as I cupped my fingers softly over her swollen slippery mound.

Becca started moaning even louder as I worked those wet slippery fingers over and into her hot pink folds; gently smearing the lube over her steamy slit. I dipped the still dripping bottle once towards her ass as if I were pouring her a cocktail; then sat it down on the floor beside us. I took the middle fingers on my right hand and began to smear the sweet strawberry scented lubricant up over her delicate flower until it glistened, tightened and quivered invitingly.

The remaining lubricant I smeared all over Becca's ass cheeks, from the lower edge of the brightly colored sunrise tattooed on the small of her back; all the way down the backside of her thighs to just above the top of her stockings. When I was finished her entire bottom was shiny and wet; the tightly stretched straps of her garter were darkened and moist. I eased back and took a deep breath, all but blown away by the sight of her wet slippery ass.

My cock was throbbing painfully, and twitching with anticipation. Becca watched me intently, her ass still swaying softly as I took the bottle and turned it onto its side once more; moving it in a tiny circle, letting the droplets fall this time onto the swollen pink head of my cock; allowing it to run down over my thick shaft. Once the soft spongy head of my twitching cock was coated, I smeared it over the entire length of my shaft and rubbed it gently over my balls.