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Proof Positive
By Cal Y. Pygia
Within the cleavage between the smooth, round
Mountain peaks, the hidden cavern leads deep
into the bowels of the infertile land, where
all is waste and no flood of vital essence can
engender life. Wherefore is the passion incited
in men who well understand the vanity of such
intercourse?
Jennifer laughed. "How will you know?"
Carlos didn't laugh. "I'll know."
"How will you know?" she challenged.
"I'll know."
"I could fake it."
"No, you can't."
They'd had this discussion, such as it was, before they'd
taken off their clothes and gotten into bed with one
another. Jennifer wanted more than a steady boyfriend. She
wanted to be married, now that they had the means to tie the
knot. She loved Carlos, she'd declared, and wanted him to
herself. She wanted a ring and a date. She wanted a
husband.
For his part, Carlos, who'd been victimized by a woman once
before, wanted proof that Jennifer did love him, as she
claimed. They'd dated for six months, but they hadn't been
intimate yet. By making love, Carlos had argued, he'd be
able to tell for sure whether Jennifer loved him or was
simply after his money, of which he had a substantial
amount, if not exactly a fortune.
Jennifer had countered that he just wanted to get into her
pants and that it was absurd to think he could tell whether
she loved him simply by having sex with her. In the end,
she'd agreed to let her lover test his ridiculous theory.
After all, she told herself, she had nothing to hide. She
did love Carlos as much as she loved his money.
Carlos had his clothes off in a heartbeat. Nude now, his
cock already stiff and swollen, he sat on the edge of the
bed, watching Jennifer remove her clothes. She took her
time, teasing him with the slow revelation of her charms.
Her long, slender fingers with their long, manicured nails,
painted rose-petal pink, fondled the buttons of her
sapphire-blue blouse, lingering at each, as she unfastened
them. Finally, she shrugged out of the blouse and hung it
on the back of a nearby chair. Her firm, high, round breasts
filled the cups of her lacy black bra, the smooth, creamy
flesh contrasting beautifully with the dark, frilly fabric.
Reaching behind herself, she unfastened the clasp that held
the bra together and let the undergarment fall to the floor.
Carlos grinned, admiring the silken mounds, each of which
was capped with a puffy, pink areola. Jennifer eased her
jeans over her hips, thighs, knees, and calves, revealing
her long, smooth, tapering legs. She stepped out of the
denim trousers and set them upon the seat of the same chair
upon which she'd hung her silk blouse. Next, Jennifer's
hands slid down, over her hips, and she fingered the waist
of her black lace panties, smiling coyly at Carlos. The
stiffness of his risen cock showed his excitement, as did
the short gasps of breath he took and the devout attention
he paid to her. She lowered her panties to the middle of her
thighs, revealing the trim tuft of pubic hair above her
genitals. Then, she pirouetted, to display the sculpted
contours of her bare back and the rounded prominence of her
sleek, creamy buttocks. She let him look for a few moments
before completely lowering the underwear and stepping out of
them. She was now completely naked. "Do you like what you
see?" she asked.
Carlos grinned. "Lie down," he commanded.
Jennifer lay belly-down on the bed.
"Not on your stomach," Carlos instructed her.
She looked surprised. Carlos had made it clear to her, many
times, that he preferred anal sex to regular intercourse and
that he enjoyed taking a girl from behind.
"Oh, don't worry. I still plan to fuck you in the ass, but I
want to watch your face while I do it," he explained. She
shrugged, rolling onto her back and spreading her legs.
Carlos grinned, kneeling between her parted thighs. She
placed a pillow under the small of her back, to elevate her
buttocks, and rested her ankles upon his shoulders while he
lubricated his penis and her anus. "I'm going to enjoy
this," he told her.
"Be gentle, please," she said.
He chuckled. "Oh, I'll be gentle, all right."
She wasn't reassured. "If you hurt me, it will be the last
time," she warned.
"Don't worry."
"I mean it."
"I'll be gentle," he promised.
"I still don't see how you can tell, just from having sex,
whether I really love you. Which, by the way, for the
thousandth time, I do."
"I'll be able to tell," he answered. Holding his erection,
he guided the tip of his purple glans toward her puckered
anus. When he felt the tight ring touch his prick, he held
his cock firmly in place while he pressed forward with his
hips, driving the rubbery glans through her tight sphincter.
Jennifer gasped as she felt the thick girth spread her
asshole. He drove an inch of his cock through her tight
opening, pausing to let her anus adjust to having been
penetrated. He could feel the round muscle flutter around
his invading organ, as if in a valiant, but vain, effort to
dislodge his trespassing member.
In a few moments, the quivering ceased as her asshole
relaxed, accepting the presence of the thick, hard column of
flesh that stretched her sphincter many times its normal
size. Carlos insinuated another inch of his prick into her
rectum, followed by another and another, working his long,
swollen manhood into her slowly, stretching her anus still
farther. Jennifer felt tears spring to her eyes. She bit her
lip.
Carlos shoved the last few inches of his penis into her
bowel, and Jennifer felt his balls press firmly against her
perineum. He'd buried his cock inside her, and she felt
stuffed. Carlos waited, letting her appreciate the sensation
of being crammed full of his rigid, swollen prick. It was
exciting to know he'd filled her rectum with his erection.
Jennifer reached for her genitals, but Carlos smacked her
hand. "No touching yourself," he declared. Before she could
protest, he drew his hips back, drawing his cock through her
impaled anus, and then plunged his organ home.
Jennifer gasped, surprised.
Carlos grinned, withdrawing his cock until only the glans
remained within the ring of her anus. Then, he plunged into
her ass again, driving his swollen cock into her to the
hilt, his balls bouncing hard against her perineum. He began
to fuck her in earnest, lunging deep into her bottom before
retreating to drive the thick length of his cock back
through the sphincter and into her stuffed bowels.
Jennifer moaned, writhing on the bed, her heart beating fast
and sweat drenching her form.
Carlos continued to hammer her, driving his prick back and
forth inside her asshole as if it were a piston. Jennifer's
legs quivered, the muscles in her thighs flexing and
bouncing, her buttocks rebounding upon the mattress as
Carlos assaulted her mercilessly, her belly tightening
almost convulsively, her tits flopping and bobbing. "Uhhh!"
she cried. "Uhhh! Uhhh! Uhhh!"
Finally, the irresistible, telltale sensation of orgasm
flooded Carlos' groin, and his cock lurched, straining,
inside Jennifer's rectum as his balls tightened. He spurted
jet after thick, warm jet of his thick semen into her
bowels. Then, his body glistening with his dripping sweat,
he collapsed atop her, panting and gasping, his heart
beating fiercely against her bosom.
"Well?" she asked. "Do I love you?"
"Yes."
"How can you tell?"
Carlos lifted his head, grinning at the transsexual goddess.
"Your cock is like steel," he said. "If that isn't proof
positive, I don't know what would be."
Jennifer couldn't argue with logic like that, not when her
penis was as thick, long, and rigid as Carlos' own cock.
"You're right," she answered. "I do love you."
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