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Marina is a normal career woman. At 35, she is divorced and has no children. She is an active member of the community. Though she is a conservative dresser, her cute face and gorgeous "B" cups still turn heads. At 5'8" and 120lbs; she's a classy woman. She has a very modest demeanor, but her ex knows she has an amazing libido. Her friends in the community are stunned when they found out, she had went on a date with me. I surprised her with a call, telling her to meet me Friday evening at The Rosewood Mansion at Turtle Creek in the bar at 7pm. Marina was shocked that I wanted to see her again. Marina and I had talked on our first date about going to a hotel in the metroplex and having marathon sex. I told her I would send a limo to pick her up and bring her to the hotel. Marina came out of her apartment building and seen a stretch limo waiting for her. As she approached the limo, the driver got out and opened the door for her. She slid into the black leather seat and was surprised to see me, as the driver closed the door.
Marina had always dreamed about riding in a limo and now I have made her dream come true. We start driving and we poured each other a drink from the bar.

We sip our drinks and she snuggles in my arms as we drove around downtown Dallas. The city lights and view from the limo is amazing. She had never been able to sit back and actually enjoy the beautiful skyline until this moment. It is incredibly romantic and she looks into my eyes to let me know how much she loved me. I lightly run my fingers down the side of her face, caressing her neck and the skin exposed from her low-cut dress. I slowly move my hand around to grasp her bare back. She gave a low moan as I pull her closer, spreading her legs wider. We feel each other's heat through our clothes. She reaches for my manhood and feels I am already throbbing for her. One of my hands slip up her dress, working to get her black satin panties off. Marina gives me a devilish grin as she unzipped my pants. I slowly pull down the zipper on her dress. She gives me a quick wink as I slip the other hand up her dress. Marina feels a slight tug then hears the ripping of thin fabric as my hands pull down her legs with the remainder of her panties. I stifle her moans of anticipation with a deep kiss. She is powerless in my grasp and wants it that way. Marina turns and whispers in my ear, " I want you…I need you to be in me."

I inhale sharply and buried my face in the soft skin of her neck. After kissing and biting her neck, I lean back and gaze deeply into her eyes. I wrap my arms around her, scratching her naked back. She feels the burning trails of every nail. Writhing in a combination of extreme pain and pleasure, she slaps my cheek. At first not hard, then again and harder. I reach over and grab her waist. She smacks me again with her other hand. We are both enjoying this new strange pleasure. He grabbed my other hand and kissed me roughly on the mouth. I struggled slightly in his strong grip, wanting to tear his shirt open and claw at his chest. I surrendered completely at his mercy. He released my hands and we smiled wickedly at each other. I slowly put my arms around his neck and kissed him with my fingers running through his soft brown hair. Suddenly my kiss turned to a bite and I grabbed a handful of hair and pulled his head back so our eyes had to meet. " Now! I want you inside of me now!" She demanded. I put my arms around her and pull her so she is straddling me in the back of the limo. I thrust my massive throbbing cock deep inside her. I feel her wetness as I slide my cock in. She released her grip as I buried my head in her tits. We rock back and forth with pleasure mounting every second. Our breathing is heavy and uneven. Moans and bits of words could be heard. I feel every muscle in her body convulsing in ecstasy. The muscles contracting and releasing around my big hard dick. Moving as one being we are so close.

I shot my load deep in her pussy. We both yell out uncontrollably in the heat of orgasm. My cock stayed rock hard giving her multiple orgasms as we pulled up at the hotel. Marina slides off of me and next to me in the seat. Our breathing slows as we held each other and kissed. Our faces are flushed and we hurry to put ourselves back together. She just barely got her tits back in her dress and my cock back in my pants when the driver opened the door. As we left the limo the driver gave both us a knowing wink and she sees the tent in my pants. After the show we put on I knew the driver would relieve himself as soon as he turned the corner. I gave the driver a $500.00 tip. Marina
followed me as I strode to the elevator. She had the feeling that everyone waiting for an elevator knew what was happening, but she didn't care. She wants to see what will happen next. She wants to feel my hands on her again, wants to put on another little show for me. No, not just wanted, needed. For the first time in her life, she needed to be right where she is. No doubt. No worries. No fear. Just lust and desire. She has never been with a man that makes her so horny and is so spontaneous. The elevator doors open and I held the door open for her, waving her in before me. When someone else tried to enter, I blocked them: holding my hand up as if to say "stop" and spoke only one word. " No."

Others stepped back, allowing the elevator doors to close. I turn to her and order harshly, " Take your dress off now, or I rip it from your body!" She didn't care that it was an order. She slips the tight little dress off over her head, letting me see her black lacy bra- a tiny little thing that barely covers her nipples. Her breasts are heaving as I reach my hands around her and pull her to me roughly, devouring her mouth with mine. My lips are hot, steely and demanding. My tongue took possession of hers, teasing her, letting her know there were more pleasures to come. The elevator stops and I tore my mouth from hers. She reaches for her dress, but I said " Later!" and pull her into the hallway. Marina entered a room and the door closed behind her, I flipped on the lights and she found herself in a very luxurious suite, with a large seating area, a fireplace, floor to ceiling windows with a balcony. She had no idea what floor she is on and didn't really care. She notices a huge bed off at one end and another one in an adjoining room, with an open door. She feels my gaze on her and she realized how she must look. Naked, thigh-highs and stilettos. She has never worn stilettos before, so she had purchased this pair just this afternoon. I clear my throat and she brought her eyes to mine. The intensity in my eyes made her nipples ache and she breathed in sharply. I watch her small, round and bouncy breasts rise and fall.

I wave her over to the couch and I sat down next to her, my arm resting on the back, inches away from her shoulders. My gaze keeps drifting back to her breasts and every time I did that she feels a surge of lust rush through her.
" We do this for the weekend and walk away. No commitments, no strings, if we want to continue seeing each other we can. I will pay for all expenses. My breath is hot as I spoke. I seem to be getting closer with each word. She feels the heat begin to spread between her legs again. " Now, Marina," I whisper, " do you have any rules?" She shook her head, unable to think. " Have you ever done this before?" I ask. " No. I have never spent a night or a weekend with a man, since my divorce. Your the first man I have had sex with since my divorce." I knew, she was nervous as I inch closer, letting my hand rest on her shoulder, brushing her hair back with the other. " Something came over me when I saw you the first time," she admitted, almost in a whisper. " It was a rush of intensity and I had no way to fight it." Her eyes fell to the bed, afraid to look at me for a moment. I smiled at her honesty and wondered how many men she had been with after her divorce. I lean over and took her right breast in my left hand, thumbing the nipple and feeling her inhale sharply as I rain small, hot, wet kisses on her neck. " How many?" I asked. She is sinking into a swirl of sensations and wasn't sure what I was asking. My hand feels so incredible on her breast. " What?" She murmurs. " How many men have you been with after the divorce?" I ask as my grip on her breast became rougher.

She answers slowly, lost in the heat of the moment. " Two." I pull back instantly and look into her deep brown eyes. I'm shocked. I was sure she was more experienced than that. Wasn't she? My hand gripped her chin and made her look me in the eye. " Two? Two men?" She isn't sure what is going on. My tone had changed. I sounded upset. Why is he stopping? What is wrong? She just wanted me to start touching her again. But my questions brought her back to reality. " Yes, two. My ex- husband and one other man after my divorce." She paused, waiting for some sign of what I wanted, but I just stared at her, so she continued. " The other was a guy at my work. It was over five years ago. Why?" I stood up. I ran my hands through my hair in frustration. She is young, beautiful, hot, but inexperienced. What if she isn't able to walk away, no strings? But then, again, this was a fantasy coming true...a 35 year old woman with an amazing body that has very little experience that wants to be my personal little slut for the weekend.
I growled and gave into the fantasy. It is just too good to give up. I reach down and scoop her up into my arms, carrying her over to the bed where I laid her down. " Take off your bra, Marina."

She slides to the end of the bed and takes off her bra. She is completely naked in front of me, I stood watching her, drinking her in. My gaze slides past her lips, down to her small perfect tits and slowly, down her flat stomach, stopping at the tiny, trimmed patch of hair leading to her pussy. God, I wished, she was completely clean shaven. I like that. I'm still wearing my suit. She stood up and started to walk towards me, but I came towards her catching her in mid-stride and gently pushing her back onto the bed. " Touch yourself, baby." I ordered her. My voice sounded gruff. My eyes are dark- almost menacing, she thought. But rather than scare her, she feels her nipples harden and the rush of lust coursing through her body. She leans back on the bed and slides back until her head hit the pillows. The bed is still made, so she is laying on top of an incredibly soft, black velvety duvet. The feel of the plush fabric on her skin only made her more excited. She cups her breasts with both hands and begins caressing them, flicking the hard nipples, letting one hand then slide slowly down her flat stomach. I pull my blazer off, flinging it to the floor. She pulls her hand back up as soon as she feels the small patch of hair at the junction of her legs. She isn't ready to touch there yet. She is enjoying drawing it out. Instead, she lets her fingers play with her nipples. When she pinched them both, she hears me groan and watches me run my hand along the zipper of my slacks.

" Your tits are amazing, baby. I love small tits." I said as I flip a couple of lights off, leaving only the one on the night stand on. Just enough light to see her. I change my mind and turn one of the other lights back on. I want to see everything she has to offer. I reach over and pull her up to a sitting position at the side of the bed. Her eyes are level with my belt and she instinctively reached for the belt. But I grab her wrists and ordered her to look at me. " Once you do this, there is no going back, baby. Do you understand? Do you understand that the second you touch my dick again, you are mine for the weekend? My SLUT. My whore for the entire weekend. As my slut for the weekend, you will not say "no" to me. Tell me you understand that." Marina trembling as it sank in. She is a slut. My slut. She wouldn't be able to say no to me. He was in charge. The thoughts raced through her brain and she became even more turned on; her body aching, her hips begin to gyrate, her wet pussy is rubbing against the velvety duvet. She looks up at me and licks her lips, nodding her head. " You have to say it, Marina." My voice seems even rougher. " John," she whispers, " I am yours for the weekend. I know that I am your little whore this weekend. That I can't say no to you. I will do anything you want, John." She smiles at me as I lessen my grip on her wrists, allowing her to pull them free and reach for my belt again. Quickly, she unbuckles my belt, unzips my fly and slides her hands around the top of my pants as she loosens them, helping me get out of them until I'm standing there in front of her in my shorts, shirt and tie.

She impulsively reached for my tie and pulls me down on top of her, letting my body cover hers. Our lips met and in seconds we were losing control. My tongue forced itself into her mouth and she met me tentatively with hers. I'm powerful, dominating, and passionate. She feels me bite and tug at her lower lip and gasp. She feels my shaft along her leg as I took one of her breasts in my hand squeezing, sucking and teasing her nipple. When I stop and pull back, she cries out and arches her back. " No, please don't stop! Please." I regain my control and grab her arms, pinning both of her wrists above her head with one hand. I'm incredibly strong and she feels dominated for a moment and wriggled around in frustration. I smile, enjoying watching. Her small tits bounce as she move, her hips arch and she moans, " Please...please...John. Make me your slut. Please." My cock is throbbing when I hear her beg to be my slut, I almost lost control. I let go of her wrists and pull my tie and shirt off over my head, yanking my shorts off, showing her my cock again. Marina gasps as she sees me stroke my shaft. I'm huge. Her eyes got big and she starts to get a little scared. I look bigger now then I did the two previous times I fucked her. She shook her head back and forth as if to say "no" but I'm not having none of that. I let go of my cock and pinned her wrists again, while the other hand covers her mouth. " Don't you dare shake your head at me, slut. You don't get to say no to me, remember?" My voice is a low growl. She nods her understanding, but secretly is not sure I would even fit inside her now! She knows I'm nine inches long and incredibly thick...but now I look thicker then before, there is just no way. Suddenly, I stood up, my hand once again stroking myself. She can't explain why, but watching me touch myself made her wet. Sopping wet.

" You didn't finish touching yourself, bitch." My voice is almost angry. Commanding. " Spread your legs and show me your pussy. I want to see you finger yourself." The second I called her a bitch, she feels herself tingling. She did as she is told and spread her legs and let one hand play with her pussy, while the other pinched and pleasured her nipple. She is surprised at how incredibly hot and wet she is as she ran her fingers around her swollen pussy lips, flicking her clit, and finally sliding one finger in. Slowly, pulling it back out slowly and she hears herself moan as she slides two fingers in, then out. Then three. The tight walls inside pushing back as she suddenly feels my

finger slide inside, rubbing her clit first, bringing forth a deep ache of arousal, her fingers digging into my arms, then my finger dived deeper inside her, squirming, wriggling, until that part of her feels like all of her, her limbs are inconsequential, there is just her lips, where I'm kissing her, and her cunt, with my invading finger. Then I broke the kiss, leaving her breathing hard. She opens her eyes, looking into mine, my finger still within her. I smile, then whisper, " I'm right.. you are aroused." As if to emphasize my statement, I slide my finger out of her a little, then flick her clit, and she jumps with a gasp, then bites her lip, as I remove my finger the rest of theway, bringing it to my mouth, sucking it. She moans, she'd never seen a man do anything so rude, so arousing, so lascivious.

I told her to get on all fours on the bed. I got on my knees behind her and told her to stick her ass up in the air a little, which she did. Then hears a growl. I'm sniffing at her ass. Her eyes widened, and she looks back between my legs to see my monster cock standing striaght out, then she jumps as my wet warm and very firm tongue rasps her slit from her clit all the way up to her tight asshole, and arousal flooded her belly. Before she can say anything, I slide my cock inside filling up her cunt. She feels so sore from the limo ride and the sheer size of my cock is so painful, but she wants me anyway. I tried to keep still while she adjusted to me, but she can't wait. Her hips rocking backwards, exposing more of her slit, her knees separating, almost without her control, and her head went down to the bed. I lick her once more, my tongue firmly squirming between her lips to lick deep inside her, then I reared up, mounting her. She shudders, feeling my hairy stomach on her back, my legs wrapping around her, the tip of my cock pressing against her cunt. She braces herself, whimpering, then groaning as I slam my cock deep inside her.
It is so long, so thick, it stretches her as much as his hand had done not 5 minutes earlier. Marina groans, loving the stretched feeling, the abasement, the humiliation of knowing I'm fucking her. I begin to thrust in and out of her, my cock stretching her even more, thrusting faster and faster, while Marina gripped the duvet beneath her with her fingers and hung on, her ass turned up so as to take as much of me as possible. Her cunt is soaking, and she can
hear a whimpering - which she suddenly realized was herself.

I slowed, not pulling my cock as far out of her with each thrust, and she realized, that the base of my cock had swollen inside her, stretching her even more. I slam into her one last time, the tip of my cock pressing painfully against her cervix, my cock throbbing inside her, and with each throb, the base of my cock continues to expand, till she didn't think she could take much more. It is larger than my fist, I'm totally wedged inside her, and she feels so full and sore. She let go of the duvet and slid her hand down to her clit, rubbing furiously, her cunt squeezing around the monster cock deep inside her, feeling my weight on her back, the warmth of my body, when I push a little bit deeper into her, stretching her more and pushing the tip of my cock into her cervix, into her womb. Marina threw her head back, screaming joyfully, her orgasm rushing through her, her cunt milking my monster cock dry. I gripped her shoulder between my jaws, and bit her gently. She shudders, and collapsed to the bed, I fell with her, on top of her, my cock still wedged inside her cunt.

Marina breathing hard, removing her fingers and hand from between her legs, still feeling me inside her. She wonders why I hadn't pulled out, and tries to remove herself from my by wriggling forward. Then she realized and remembered from watching a documentary on TV about dogs, that dogs tie after sex, that I was tied to her. She wriggled again, not because she wanted to get away, but because she loves the feeling of my swollen knot inside her, and as her post
orgasmic over sensitivity subsided, she became aware that my cock is pulsating within her almost like I was coming. She looks up at me, crouched above her, and I look at her, panting, then I kiss her face. She knew then, that I still was, and remained still how could she deny me, my orgasm? She squeezed her muscles, helping me along, and I groaned, then after a few minutes, she feels the knot getting smaller and eventually, it slips out of her. I got up and lay
next to her, kissing her face, then put my head down and sighed. She had never experienced such a erotic connection with a man as she did with me.

We ordered several appetizers, some champagne, fresh strawberries and chocolate sauce. I knew she wanted the chocolate sauce to dip the strawberries in. But all I can think of is pouring it on her nipples and pussy and licking it off. I want her to lick it off my cock. I ordered extra chocolate sauce without telling her why. I also asked for another blanket. It is nice. We are relaxed, waiting for the food. I had thrown a pair of silk pajama bottoms on and she is still in the pink robe. When she excused herself to visit the bathroom, I called the concierge desk and ordered a silk nightie in her size to be brought up and a matching lacy thong. I checked her skirt size and hoped I got it right. Within twenty minutes, the room service arrived and the hotel employee placed all the various food items on the table and set a gift box on the bed. She watched me tip the man and waited for me to turn my attention back to her. I walked to the bed and picked up the box, handing it to her. " This is for you. I would like you to wear it tonight." My hands trembled for a second and I silently yell at myself to pull it together. She took it from me and thought she saw me lose a little of that control I had displayed all evening. I seemed almost nervous. She opens it and smiles. Inside is a beautiful white lacy nightie with little spaghetti straps and a matching thong. She went to the bathroom to change and is delighted to find it fit well. The cups are a little small, making her breasts swell and press against the fabric. She looked in the mirror and realized her bosom is pouring out of the top and the rest of it is so sheer, it is almost completely see through.


The white lacy thong barely covered her little bush, but did fit well. The nightie barely covered her ass, and she can already see her nipples hardening. She wondered what I would think. She walked out and found me at the table eating shrimp. She walked up behind me and I turn to offer her some champagne, but stopped, frozen. Damn! My cock got rock hard instantly. I wanted to fuck her right there again. But I couldn't let her know that. I'm supposed to be in charge tonight, not her! She sat down and we nibbled a little and drank some champagne and made small talk. I asked her what made her accept my invitation to spend the weekend. She blushed and told me she was embarrassed to tell me. " Seriously? After what we have done tonight?" I laughed. " Are you okay?" I asked, a little concerned. She rolled over onto her back and smiled. " More than okay." Ahh, I thought. She is enjoying her new role as slut. Good. I pull her up and told her to go get washed up while I poured two glasses of champagne. There is a knock at the door and I pull my pajama bottoms back on. Room service had finally sent up the chocolate sauce. She came out of the bathroom wearing the robe again. I used the bathroom as soon she was done and I came back carrying two large fluffy towels and laid them across the bed. She watched, but didn't ask questions. She had liked everything I had done so far, so she wasn't going to worry about the towels.
I handed her a glass of champagne and we toasted to our new "friendship". Marina giggled. That was all it took for my cock to become rock hard again. I smiled at her and cupped the bulge in the front of my pants. She suddenly blushed and turned away. Fucking adorable, I thought. " Do you like chocolate?" My question is almost a whisper. She looks in my eyes and sees the lust there. Nodding. Wetting her lips with her tongue. I groan and rub my cock through my pants.
" Take off your robe!" She smiles, untied the belt and let it slide off her shoulders into a puddle on the floor. Then she walks over and slides her hands under the waistband and starts to pull them off. I grab her wrist and made her stop. " I want you to lay down on the towels and I am going to pour this chocolate all over your tits. And I want to watch you finger your pussy." Marina jumped onto the bed and laid on her back. " Spread your legs!" She hurried to do my bidding and pure lust coursing through her veins. She feels the heat spread through her pussy as her body aches for my touch. I stood at the edge of the bed and smiled as I open the chocolate sauce and carefully tip it over her.
She gasps as the liquid landed on her breast, traveling down to her stomach. I let another river of chocolate land on her upper thigh. She instinctively reached down and slides a finger into the chocolate on her breast and dripping some onto her hard nipple.

I watch as my slut brought her chocolate covered finger to her lips and suck it. My cock twitching at that and suddenly wanted that finger in my mouth. She reaches down and got her finger wet with chocolate again and then let her hand slide down to the little trimmed bush, stopping a moment to look me in the eyes. " Do you want more?" she whispers. I just nodded, holding my breath as I watch her slip her chocolate covered finger down between her thighs. She swirls it around her swollen pink pussy lips before slipping the finger inside. Slowly. And then back out. I quickly slide my pants to the floor and step out of them before I reach over and grab her hand as I straddled her and guided her finger to my mouth. Mmm, I lick the sweet chocolate from her finger and she moans. Fuck! I want her so bad. I'm going to have her suck me, but now I just wanted to fuck my little whore. I jump off the bed, in seconds I'm back on top of her, reaching down to suckle her chocolate covered tit. Marina moans and writhes underneath me as my hot tongue made its way down her stomach and found her swollen clit. I lick it and she cries out my name. I bite it and she bucks under me. " That's a good little slut," I moan into her pussy. Damn! Her pussy is so sweet. I lap at her pink lips covered in chocolate and let my tongue slide just inside.

" FUCK!" Marina cries out. " John! John! What...are...you...what...fuck!" She screams and writhes as I plunge deeper with my tongue. God she is hot. Suddenly, I feel her tense, trembling as she went over the edge. Marina screams incoherent words as her orgasm surges through her. She shook and bucked and raked her fingers through my hair as she grabs my head, urging me on. I pull back a little to watch and decide I can't wait any longer. I knelt on the bed between her thighs and grab her hips, pulling her pussy to the tip of my cock. I look up at her and see she is still in a daze, but didn't care. I want to fuck her, Now. I'm not gentle. I slam into her and hear her cry out my name again. " John!" " That's right, slut! My little bitch! You like that cock, don't you?" She moans. I slide out and she cries out. " NO!" " You want this dick, you little whore?" I growl. " Say it!" " I want your big, rock hard dick! Yes! John! Please! Fuck me! Fuck me now!" Marian pleads with me to slide back in as she thrashes her head from side to side. She is desperate to be fucked again. When I can't hold back any longer, I slam into her tight sore hole. God, it is like being sheathed in warm silk. Warm, wet, tight silk. I lost control and slam in and out, fucking the hell out of her. I hear her scream and moan through my sex-crazed hunger, but I didn't care what she said. I was going to fuck her hard until I came. I feel my nuts tighten up and my cock jerk. It is almost time. I suddenly pull out, I stroke my cock once, twice. There it was, hot rivulets of creamy white cum shot out onto her stomach. Her tits. Her neck. It mixed with the chocolate and I watch as she slides her finger down into the cum on her tit and crooked her finger back into her mouth, sucking the cum off it.

I'm panting, letting my heart slow and tried to wrap my mind around what is happening. She smiles at me and I feel like I could shoot more cum onto her hot body. Yes, I thought. She really is the best fuck ever. I knew there is no way I'm going to let her walk out of my life without bending one of my rules. I will definitely get her last name and there will be strings attached. There is no way another man is going to fuck her. I had to admit though, she had turned out better than I had ever imagined. She is on her knees with her legs partly spread with her hand holding her inflamed sore cunt. My hot cum dripping out of gaping pussy. Our eyes met for a moment. I wanted her more than ever. I wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. My cock jumping and filling with blood as it springs back to life as I stare at the beautiful woman. I grab the shaft and stroke it briskly, " Do you want to have sex again?" I growl.

Marina is dazed, she has never been with a man that recovers so fast and is hard again, ready to fuck her again.
She pulls away in confusion just long enough for me to dart around behind her. My chest is on her back and my arms grasping around her middle before she knew what was happening. My hot breath wafting against her neck and for the second time, she knew what it is like to be mounted by me again. Then I thrust my hips forward, missing her pussy only to try again with the next. All Marina can think to do is hold herself up against my weight in bewildered excitement. She feels the heat of my cock, as it bumps against her hips making it all seem so unreal. Even the rough squeezing of her breasts, didn't make her think to pull away. Not that she would have wanted to. My hot body is masculine and that is what she was after. She feels my cock jab against her right buttock, then near the middle of the two. Another thrust, then another, she spread her legs just a bit wider and I suddenly slip in. Her slightly lower hips give me a much better angle and I use it to blow her mind with her second deep penetration. Marina pushes back into my thrust just as I push my cock into her. She feels my cock stretching her sore pussy. The pain is overwhelming. The friction of my thick cock sliding in and out rapidly and repeatedly made the pain worse for
a while. She feels liquid dribbling out of her and she knew it is blood from the tender vaginal walls. Tears
run down her cheeks from the pain and Marina nearly pushes me off before it finally fades.

With the pain leaving she feels my cock more fully inside. The new sensitivity let her feel my heat, it feels so hot and alive, especially when it fit so easily this time inside her. Marina loves my hips slapping against her own as well as the way my balls swing and slap against her thighs. I grew within her while I thrust in and out of her, forcing her pussy steadily open wider. The thick shaft sliding deeper to touch more of her newly opened inner walls.
Her breathing grew heavy quickly, soon matching me in heavy panting. My hips set us both rocking with enthusiastic force, all the while my belly hair rubs over her back. Marina tries to push back to meet me but I'm slamming into her far too fast to match. His thickening shaft grew harder as well as longer as he worked and stimulated her even better. Hardening veins along its length provided a powerful friction to accompany each full length thrust. Her pussy lips swollen sliding against the shaft time I enter her, but even through the building pleasure, she feels that changing. I'm grunting next to her ear and my finger nails scratching her sides kept her from focusing on my knot, only until it had pushed against her pussy lips, swelling halfway. I frantically slammed her pelvis with that hardening bulb of flesh. Every slap it seems bigger. The powerful scent of her blood coating my shaft and her thighs urging me onward as much as her young pussy.

I'm panting harder over her. Pre-cum spraying continuously into her while my shaft keeps much of it from leaking out again. She loves the heat but I grew so big and uncomfortable along with it as my cock swelled fully. It is stretching her open to the limit around it's banana like girth and she found the pleasant feelings too intense with her inner walls crushing his turgid member within them. Her thick vaginal walls are excessively tight around my cock. The veins bulging into a rough texture on my formerly smooth shaft, and I knew she would grow to love that feeling, but I'm more worried about my knot. My knot is only half full and slightly wider than a golf ball and it is growing quickly. Another slam of my hips drove it back in with a jolting wet pop. Marina screams at the painful knot entry, then again when it popped back out. It hurt almost as much as the initial popping earlier in the evening, but it feels good moments later. She loves the way it knocked into her clit going in and rubs her G-spot coming out, but it got harder to take. Marina found herself leaning away from me and trying to get away after another pop in and out. Having my knot squish her inner lips painfully against her pelvis is getting too painful. Marina projected a comforting image into her thoughts while I grip her tighter. I knew she'd seal me in on the next thrust and groaned at her pelvis hitting my knot when I jammed it in the last time. My finger nails scraped her sides red before they finally dug in. A hard yank back told us both I was stuck inside and I sped up my hips. The inch behind my knot let me keep thrusting shallowly, to her pleasure.

My sudden tying left Marina's arms trembling. She want to push me away, wants to grab at my hands to hold them more comfortably, but mostly she wants me to keep dragging that thick knob against her G-spot. The speed my trusting shifted from pain to sudden pleasure was amazing. Marina stops tugging away and pushes back to meet my hips instead. She wants to say something, anything, to me, but her thoughts are blank. My bulk over her and my cock inside her are all she can think of, other than her building pleasure. Hot thick cum sprayed in with strong jets and she feels each shot as a light tickle. Her inner lips kissing at the soft sheath skin behind my knot and especially my tennis ball sized knot grinding back and forth against her G-spot. So much pleasure after such a painful knotting had her breathing hard. Like her me, she is panting hard from exertion and pleasure and wants to peak at the same time as I did. Marina has no idea I'm already climaxing inside her as she thought it. My release feels exactly the same as the rest of my pre-cum. Every spurt made her feel hotter and she clenches her pussy hard. Another clench made her tingle all over and a third pushed her over the edge at last. Marina feels her body freeze up with bliss. Having a massive cock for her pussy to grip around is so much different from her finger on her clitoris or her rubber dildo. She shook under me and reveled in the dirty thoughts of bragging to her girlfriends.

Above her, I growled in possessive pride. I feel her pleasured tenses and smell the spicy heat of her orgasmic fluids. My knot pulsing rapidly with my racing heart beat but soon her own pulse matched mine. Marina's back feels cold but the shift drove her onto a second mini-orgasm. Feeling my balls slam against her ass made her push back into me yet again. I was so much better than some man's groping hands. As she came down from her peak again, like any new bitch, Marina has no idea how long she would be tied to me this time. Another tug and another grunt of discomfort and she simply held still. The large bulb really didn't feel bad. It pulsed pleasantly inside her each time I clenched. It squirted constantly and feels so exotic with each shift of our bodies. She leans down to the bed and supported herself with one arm so she can keep rubbing at it more. My extended presence made her arousal grow again. I can smell it on her, mixed with the tangy scent of her blood and our juices. I projected an image of her under me just as we'd been a short time before. Marina pleasures herself, and me. Her tugging isn't painful for me since she isn't trying to pop me out.

His cock pulsed to her rubbing as much as his heartbeat, still squirting his post cum into her needy contractions. Any feral wolf bitch would have tugged harder to get him out or just lay still instead of working to another orgasm. The human girl just pleasured herself again and enjoyed it. She squeezed around her sex as well as over his knot as she grew hot. Feeling his tongue slathering over her fingers and his tugging knot making her pussy bulge out built her easily toward her second peak. Her young cunny squeezed constantly around him while he lightly rutted the air in response to her. She focused hard on the picture ho had put of her taking him and came around him once again
before dropping tiredly to the ground with both sexually sated. Their hips stayed together for a quite a while. Neither kept track, but at last Mace's knot shrank enough that a tug popped it out. Mercy stiffened at that intense release and groaned at the gush of pent up fluids that poured out of her sore sex. She ran a hand along her slit and felt how wide it was, a smile on her lips. My knot slowly deflated, Marina made me withdraw my now limp dick. I raised myself off her and watched as my cream oozed out of her. It rolled out and glided slowly down to her asshole. At last, a large tear drop of it slide off her ass and dangled in midair on a sticky string, finally falling onto the bed. Marina pushed me away and she collapsed limp as a rag on the bed, grinning triumphantly. She calmly stood up and glared at me with a mixture of anger and guilt and not without a little fear that I would want to fuck her again very soon.

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