Page 117 of Wicked Little Secret
He groans at the sight that meets him.
Me with my face pressed into the bed and my ass high in the air, completely spread for him.
“Keep the vibrator going, Miss Oliver,” he says, his voice suddenly huskier. He’s stroking himself. I canhearhis restraint slipping with each word. “You’re going to need the distraction as you take my cock in that tiny little hole.”
I practically draw blood from my lip biting down as hard as I do.
He’s at my rear entrance, easing himself inside. He pushes past the resistance. Thick and long, he stretches me in a whole new way. I whimper at the intrusion and focus on my pussy.
“Oh… that’s fucking good,” he groans. He grips my ass and holds still. His breathing’s gone ragged as he fights to keep himself in check. “You’ve swallowed me right up. You’re bearing down on me so tightly. You are so fucking…” he pauses for another groan that makes my pussy clench. “So fucking exquisite.”
It’s such a Professor Adler thing to say that it feels like a reward.
I buck against him to show I’m ready for more. For him to continue and fuck my ass.
Thighs propped as wide as they’ll go and vibrator to my clit, he draws back and then slams into me from behind.
We both fill the room with sound. His throaty groans and my needy whimpers.
It’s only the beginning.
The moment descends into filthy, sweaty, rough passion as Professor Adler fucks my ass and I take every deep stroke. My body quivers all over, so stimulated that every sensation has merged into one.
Heat floods me and my skin burns up. I’m breathless and hot as Professor Adler’s hips whip back and forth. He drives into me hard and fast. My ass gives way for his cock every time, swallowing him right up.
I clench my eyes shut behind the blindfold and watch the stars dot the black sea that’s become my vision.
I haven’t stopped holding the vibrator to my clit. The tortuous device has made my little nub go numb, though asI slide it between my swollen labia, it feels just as good on such soft flesh.
Professor Adler pushes his cock all the way inside and comes in close, his body pinning mine down to the bed. He drills into me with relentless abandon ’til I can’t stand another second.
I break apart in an orgasm that tears through me. It starts in my pussy and then explodes. Pressing my cheek into the comforter, the vibrator buzzes away almost forgotten, as I feel like I’m floating.
The needy little whine I release doesn’t even sound like me. But it doesn’t matter as he reaches under me and uses his fingers to tease me some more. I keen as he fucks my ass and rubs my swollen, soaked pussy and tells me how I’ll never need another dick again.
“My cock is the only cock that will ever be inside you,” he growls.
I convulse, incoherent and dizzy. “Yes, Professor!”
He switches up the angle of his stroke, hitting even deeper, rougher. “This tight little ass belongs to me. That delicious fucking pussy. Mine.”
“Oh, yes! Yes, Professor!”
I roll straight into yet another orgasm.
I come quaking against the vibrator as he follows me, coming buried deep in my ass. My hips buck wildly, mashing my clit against the vibrating toy to the point of madness.
…’til I’m crying out and coming so hard, my voice tears and goes out halfway through my scream.
He’s hot and pulsing shooting ropes of cum inside me. He pumps every last drop he has to give before he’s pulling out, and I moan at the wet mess he’s left behind.
He rears back and admires me. Though still blindfolded, his gaze is visceral. His breathing’s rough and labored.
Seconds pass before he’s calmed down enough to do anything but pant and peer at me collapsed on the bed. He reaches for me, rolling me onto my back and taking away the vibrator that’s buzzing faithfully away. The blindfold’s removed and he greets me with a deep kiss on the lips.
“Are you alright?” he asks.
I nod, numb and spent.