Stone Cold: An MC Erotic Romance (3 page)

She couldn’t let herself come too quickly, not like she normally did when she masturbated, and she knew she wasn’t experienced enough to fake a good orgasm. So, pushing herself, and controlling it long enough so the release was as hard as possible, seemed like the only solution. 

It wasn’t long before her moans were nearly constant, and her body was in continuous motion, begging to be released from the agonizing grip of her restrained orgasm. She glanced back at Chad and found him more interested now. There was lust in his eyes, and seeing it there made her rub her clit even harder.

Her legs and hips ceased to be under her control. Her heels were dug into the mattress and her hips rose and fell like she was fucking the air.

Moaning uncontrollably, her body writhing under the strain of a barely-restrained orgasm, she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Searching Chad’s eyes again, she whimpered in a desperate voice, "Is this what you want, Chad? Can I come now? Please?"

"Yes, Vicky," he told her, his interest now intense. "Let's see what you got."

She let go and her climax consumed her. Her first instinct was to stop her hands as soon as it engulfed her, the orgasm was already well past the point she normally experienced from masturbation. But she knew Chad would be disappointed with this, so she fucked herself even harder while the orgasm rolled her, pushing the climax to continue; rubbing her clit until her abs clenched up so hard they pulled her body and thighs up into a crunch. Her mouth and throat were fully engaged in her out-cry. She was able to keep the orgasm roaring, but it scared her. She felt she was fanning the flames of a fire that could leap out from her control to turn wild and vicious.

Victoria’s eyes rolled back, like an animal caught in a fire, her body quaked and convulsed on the bed, and then she simply couldn't keep her hands on herself any longer. The agony and rocking releases were more than she could endure. In a final act of defiance she gripped the bed with her right hand, clawing at the bed spread, while her left hand rubbed her clit furiously until the next spasm forced her to stop.

Gasping for breath, her chest heaving as she gulped at the air, she twisted in the aftermath, letting it ride her.

Her body was sheened, glowing with excursion, as her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. She prayed that she did it right. He had no way of knowing it was her first time, and trying to explain that would be too much like whining. Swallowing her nervousness, she looked back to him, hoping to see appeasement.

He was studying her, as if he was seeing something new, a new quality. Something he hadn't expected, something perhaps surprising, but she couldn't tell if he liked what he saw. After reaching over to snub out his cigarette in an ashtray on the dresser, he looked back to her, "Now get on your knees at the edge of the bed."

His voice was clear, and he wasn't slurring at all now. His face gave nothing away. She moaned with the possibility that she didn't give him enough, that she had done something wrong. Still shaking from her climax, she got her knees to the edge of the bed and put her ass into the air like he asked.

"Any of your college boys fuck you in the ass, Vicky?"

"No," she said and her voice came out close to being a squeak.

"I didn't think so, but that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass of yours." Chad told her. "You alright with that? Still want to be with me?"

Shivering with fear and wild anticipation she said, "Yes, Chad."

"Do you want it, Vicky?"

"Yes."

"Tell me, tell me what you want."

"I want you to fuck me in the ass, Chad," she said, her voice quavering, and her thighs shaking inside a storm of conflicting emotions. He was really going to do this!

The realization cut through her nervousness about the masturbation show, and slapped her with the reality that Chad planned on putting that monster of a cock of his, up her ass! Her mind just wasn’t accepting the reality. She blanked.

She heard him open the nightstand and looked over to see him remove a small plastic bottle.

"Would you really have sucked me off in the middle of the party tonight?" he asked her.

She searched for an honest answer, and then said, "Yes."

"Why would you do that Vicky?"

"Because I didn't want that bitch doing it," she told him, a little defiance shading her voice.

He was behind her now, but she didn't turn to see him; slightly afraid of what she might see.

"That Kathy, she sucks a mean dick," he mused.

"I can too," she blurted without thinking.

He paused for a moment and then shrugged, "You do alright."

His less-than-enthused tone shot a bolt of dismay and pain into her gut. "Kathy is a saggy ass tramp!" she stammered.

Chad laughed and rubbed her ass, "I'll give you that one."

Cold liquid poured down her anus, and then he probed her with his finger, working it inside. "You have a really tight ass here. I'm going to enjoy this. Trouble is, since you are so tight, it's probably not going to be as good for you, Vicky. In fact, it might hurt."

His finger pushed inside of her, the liquid making the entry slick. The sensation of his finger spreading her anus open was odd, and uncomfortable. But the possibility of Chad doing this with Kathy, or one those other tramps held her still, and her tongue quiet.

"Try to relax your ass muscles. Don't tighten up. You’re already tight enough to do me just fine," Chad told her, and his voice was more soothing than it was before.

"Alright," she agreed and tried to do what he suggested.

After working her ass with his finger for a while, she heard his zipper go down. She listened as he removed his boots and then his jeans. Once his pants were off she glanced between her legs and saw his cock was fully aroused.

The first time she saw that cock was the first time she thought she might have made a mistake going home with Chad. It wasn't the length, so much, as the thickness which quailed her -- although he was also longer than her previous lovers too.

Shit!

She turned away, looking at the headboard, willing her ass to relax. She didn't want to be hurt, but she didn't want him fucking Kathy either. Not in the ass, not anywhere, and she had no doubt in her mind that tramp would take it and beg for more.

His hand returned to rubbing her ass cheek for a moment; petting her, soothing her, like she was a frightened animal -- which she was at that point, and she was grateful for his soothing. No matter what he did or how he pushed her, Victoria had an unwavering belief that Chad cared about her, that to Chad she was important. It was this certainty, more than anything else, which drove her to satisfy his desires.

After a few moments of spreading and fucking her anus with his finger he pulled it out. Then she felt what could only be his cock, pushing and spreading her anus open.

She instantly clenched up, but caught herself and focused on relaxing, on letting him inside.

Like his finger, his cock was slick with the liquid from the plastic bottle, but it felt like his cock was never going to stop stretching her open. A moan escaped her tight throat, and her hips moved, turned, and rotated, trying to allow him inside.

He pressed inside of her a little harder and she lifted her head with a gasp of surprise when she felt herself stretched by a sudden push from his hips.

"There, the head is in, Vicky. You're doing just fine. Just stay like that for a moment." He told her, his voice still soothing, and his hand returning to pet her ass again.

She did what he told her to do. The sensation continued to be uncomfortable. It wasn't like her pussy at all. Her pussy loved to be stretched open by that monster of his, the feeling sent thrills through her body, but her ass wasn't sending thrills anywhere.

Still, she mused, it didn't really hurt, so she felt there was no harm in letting him continue to do it to her. She had heard that men enjoyed this, that it was erotic and exciting. So, she reasoned, if it didn’t really hurt her, and it turned him on, she could do this for him.

"Now, I want you to rock your hips back, and push my cock into your ass a little more each time you do. Don't rush. We got all night. Don't hurt yourself either. Just push back a little, rock a little forward and then push back a little more," he told her.

"Alright," she said, grateful that he wasn't going to shove it into her like he did with her pussy sometimes. Sometimes it hurt when he took her suddenly like that. But he was being careful with her, and it gave her a feeling of safety and eased her trust.

Calmer now, she began rocking up against the pressure of his cock trying to spread her open. She went slow, like he told her to do, and after a few times of pushing back with her hips she felt his cock going further up her ass, while stretching her open.

A couple of times she pushed too hard and felt a stretching pain which twisted her body, making her clutch at the bed cover, while biting back a cry. Mostly, however, it was just a growing discomfort, which increased, as she continued to push more of him up her ass.

"You're doing just fine, Vic, just fine," he said in his soothing deep voice. "Now, reach between your legs and rub your clit while you are doing this."

Tentatively she did as she was told. She found her clit much more excited than she expected, because thus far there was nothing about this that was turning her on. But her clit seemed to be very excited about his cock going up her ass.

Once she began rubbing her clit, some kind of connection between her excited nub and her ass hit her like a shock of electricity. Her first thought was that she should slow down a little, but her clit wasn't having any of that, and its demand for stimulation was a compulsion too strong for her to win against.

At her clit’s demand, she rubbed herself harder and faster. The stretching ache and discomfort in her ass was suddenly erotic and stimulating. The change galvanized her, and took her breath. She heard herself moan as her hips pushed back, shoving more of him inside of her than she was planning. Far from fearing the stretching of her ass, her body yearned for the sensation, humping and turning her hips with increasing boldness.

Instead of just rocking back and forth now, her hips were rotating and grinding back on his cock. She tried to slow down, remembering Chad’s warning about hurting herself, but she couldn't now. Her ass wanted that thing all the way inside, and her clit demanded even greater stimulation. "Oh god Chad, I can't stop. Shit! Please don't hurt me!" she begged.

Chad rubbed her ass with both hands, and soothed her, "You are doing just fine Vicky. Just fine."

"Oh shit!" she pleaded as her hips bucked and shoved a sizable length of cock into her ass with a single thrust. "Fuck!"

Suddenly Chad slapped her right cheek hard. The sound filled the room. She yelped and her hips twisted shoving him even deeper inside. She braced herself against the pain. The pain didn't come but her clit went wild, and she knew she was going to orgasm if she kept this up much longer. "Chad! Oh no! Oh please. I think I'm going to come! Shit!” she cried out, her voice on the edge of panic, as the unknown rose up in front of her.

He slapped her ass again and this time her hips bucked hard, and she felt her ass cheeks smack back against Chad's hips. His cock was all the way inside!

With one hand tearing at the bed and her other rubbing her clit so hard it scared her, she began fucking back and forth on his cock, building up intensity.

In only a few moments she found she couldn't fuck him fast enough. The need to feel his cock pounding into her just kept increasing, "Shit! Chad! Fuck me! Please! Fuck my ass! I need it!" she screamed, while she bucked and slammed herself back against him.

Chad's hands grabbed her hips with amazing strength and then he started pounding into her. In moments her clit was ready to burst. From her ass being fucked, there came a new and very different kind of arousal, some new kind of climax she had never experienced before, but despite her naiveté and her innocence, it was still rising to consume her in new and vicious ways.