Page 26 of Torch
When I stepped into her bedroom, stark bollock naked, and saluting the fucking ceiling, I saw that my good slutty girl had followed my orders to the letter. She was naked, kneeling on her bedroom carpet, and eyeing me like I was her first meal in fucking days. I was about to be, that was for damn sure.
Grace
Hewasreallyhere.We were both naked, and he was going to use me again, and give me what I needed. In my day to day life I was the repressed, professional doctor, but in the bedroom, particularly with Torch, I could let myself be reduced to nothing more than something to fuck. Something to use for pleasure, and I knew that anything he did to me would feel amazing, because it was him. And because I knew that afterward, he’d take care of me, and hold me, and make sure I was okay, because he actually cared.
“Crawl over here, slut, lick my cock and show me you deserve it. I’m not so sure you do,” Torch murmured, standing a metre away from me, and watching with an amused grin as I instantly started crawling to him, my hands reaching for his cock before he stopped me.
“Did I say you could touch me? You’re shit at following instructions, aren’t you? You’re clearly not worthy of sucking my cock, Grace. I wonder what I should use you for instead…”
Oh god. DO something to me, anything. Just use me, Torch. I couldn’t get the words out, but somehow I knew he could hear them regardless. He seemed to understand my needs exactly, and I’d realised my mistake already too. He’d told me to lick him, not touch him. I had to listen better if I wanted everything with him.
“Touch yourself, babe. Rub that whore’s pussy for me, and show me how you get off.”
Torch was still standing over me, his cock jutting proudly in my direction. I wanted it. I wanted it so badly, that I was reaching for it again, before I realised what I was doing.
“Jesus, you’re just fucking obsessed with my cock, aren’t you, you desperate little bitch? Bend over the fucking bed and spread your legs.”
I gasped, scrambling up from the floor, and practically staggering to the bed on shaky legs, as I assumed the position he’d demanded.
It sounded like he’d left the room, but he was back so fast I must have imagined it. His hands came down roughly on my butt cheeks, and he spread them, biting down on the fleshy part of one side, before he leaned down and licked between my legs. His tongue travelled up, circling my anus, and making me squirm at the wrongness of it.
“Ever been fucked in this tight little repressed ass, bitch? I kinda wanna ram my fat cock in it and stretch it wide.”
Oh my god. I was shaking my head rapidly, even as I tried to fight the appeal of his question, of what he wanted to do to me. It wasn’t something a prim and proper doctor did, was it? I’d seen it in porn though, and it looked so erotic, so satisfying. Would it hurt? Probably, but did I want to try? Yes, but… no, no I really shouldn’t.
Torch chuckled, like he could hear my internal argument, shoving a finger deep inside my slick pussy, triggering that familiar disconnect between the anxiety ridden part of my brain, and the rest of me. Yes! Free me from my mind, and take me.
That finger thrust several times, not gentle, but gliding easily through the need making me wetter by the second. The finger slid back out of me, and I whined, but it was back. Only it was back somewhere it hadn’t been yet. Sliding around my asshole, before it pressed slowly inside.
“No!”
Torch paused, then chuckled again, his finger starting to press deeper and retracting, pumping in and out of my ass, despite the argument. He was ignoring what I wanted! I opened my mouth to say it again, and some of the brain fog cleared, reminding me that he’d effectively given me a safeword, and I hadn’t used it. If I didn’t use it, then no didn’t necessarily mean anything, did it? That was the whole point of safewords. He hadn’t called it that, but that was what it was.
“Whoa, this is one tight virgin ass, babe. You can barely take my finger, so imagine how much of a struggle it’ll be to squeeze my thick cock in here. It’ll probably break you in two, probably do some damage when I try. Beg me to take your pussy instead.”
Thank god! I started begging, but his finger kept thrusting into my ass, over and over, and then two thick fingers eased inside my pussy, ramming deep, rough, alternating with the finger in my ass, which was still moving more gently. He wasn’t pushing me beyond anything I could take, was he?
“St… stop…” I hissed, not meaning it for a second, but knowing that it wouldn’t stop him anyway. There was a sense of relief in that fact, in that realisation, that being verbally argumentative wouldn’t risk him stopping something I wanted him to keep doing.
Testing that fact, as he leaned down and started thrusting his tongue in my ass, I gasped out the words, “Torch, no!” and thankfully he didn’t stop a damn thing. He eventually replaced his tongue with two fingers, and I felt pleasure starting to ripple through me as he plundered both holes with his fingers, growling low under his breath as he did.
“Give in and fucking come on my fingers, slut. I wanna feel your pussy and ass trying to choke them, and then I’ll let you have my cock.”
Fifteen
Idon’tthinkmycock has ever been this fucking hard for a woman before, and the way she was writhing all over my fingers, as I fucked her pussy and ass with them, I knew I had to get inside her. I just wanted to feel her coming first, but she was taking longer than I expected to get off. Was it too much? Not enough? Was I missing her fucking G-spot?
I swear, women think we just instinctively know this shit, but it’s a learning curve, and every woman reacts differently to stuff, so finding her buttons was a challenge. It was absolutely a challenge I relished though. Did she need more from me? Did she need me to be meaner?
I used more force, sinking my teeth into her butt cheek again, before I lifted my head and warned her, “come now, or I’ll fucking get myself off, coat you in my cum, and go home.”
She damn near swallowed my fingers when she came, her body rippling and rising up in an arch, before she slumped down on the bed again, shuddering and gasping for breath. Her pussy and ass were still twitching and spasming from her orgasm, so I quickly rolled my one and only condom on, and rammed into her hot wet pussy. Fuck me, she was hot as hell, so wet I slipped in without any resistance, and the walls of her pussy were still trembling and rippling against my dick.
“Fuck yeah, take this fucking cock, bitch, because it’s my turn to get off. Make it good, oh god yeah, take it deep,” I was grunting out all kinds of stuff as I gripped her hips in a firm grasp, and powered into her. All I cared about was riding her so fucking good and hard that she’d never forget this moment, but my control was shot to hell, and I was scarily close to unloading already. I slowed down, taking a deep breath to try and calm me. I couldn’t be so pathetic to come so fast, but fuck me, it was Grace, wasn’t it?
She was writhing against me, trying to encourage me to move, but I’d fucking decide when that happened, wouldn’t I? She wanted me to use her for my pleasure, so I’d call the shots, not her.
“Stay still, bitch. This isn’t about you, yeah? I’m getting mine now, and I’ll take my fucking time.”
