1 comments/ 25253 views/ 2 favorites Primal Lust By: Ray Dario Edited by cymbidia CAUTION: This story contains descriptions of physical abuse. If you are offended by fictional stories featuring this kind of topic please do not read this story. * * * * * I sat, my face a passive wall of non-emotion, as she knelt obediently before me. Her eyes were downcast, fulfilling the complete submission promised by her posture. Her bare, unblemished breasts heaved with each ragged breath as she fought to subdue the raging desires I knew were consuming her. I reached down with a single hand and lightly stroked her silky black hair. At my touch I felt her quiver and the thrill of control shot like a hot bolt of lightning up my arm and into my chest. "Stand" I commanded, my voice harsher than I had intended. She stood instantly, her eyes riveted on the floor in front of me. Her soft hair fell about her down-turned head to gently veil her thin face as I inspected her; straight black hair, intense eyes, high cheek bones and full soft lips. Exquisite! No other word could describe this docile creature. My eyes drifted down to her black velvet collar. Its single large diamond stud accented the pale elegance of her slender neck. It was the symbol of our relationship. I owned her and she was mine. Continuing the inspection, I saw the cute freckles that dotted the creamy flesh of her breasts above her areola. I let my gaze linger on the exaggerated rise and fall of her dark puckered nipples as she breathed excitedly. I continued to explore her nude body with my eyes, studying her firm belly and wide hips, reveling in her splendor. Her pubic hair was removed, leaving no distraction from her perfect form. She kept herself in excellent shape for me, working at it long hours while we were apart. It was her only job, besides pleasing me, and she did both extremely well. I let my eyes continue down past the treasure between her thighs and contemplated her legs. They were firm and smooth. Shaved bare with no flaws, they seemed to flow down through her knees to rounded full calves and dainty, graceful feet. "Turn." My voice, more ragged than before, startled her and me alike. She turned, slowly, knowing what I wanted from months of experience. She was a quick learner, a natural submissive, pliant and giving. She never hesitated or questioned, just obeyed, and my control over her gave me a heady sensation. She would do anything I asked. I knew because I had tested her repeatedly and she had only failed me once, just this once. I admired her legs from the new angle, a better view of her strong calves, before I let my eyes travel up her body to the soft, full roundness of her creamy white derriere. A freckle at the small of her back drew my eyes up above her exquisite cheeks, and I considered its simplistic beauty for several seconds. Dark brown, nearly black, and perfectly round, it was a single small expression of contrast with the ivory white purity surrounding it. My breath quickened and I began to feel disconnected from my emotions as I coolly studied my prized possession. I stood and walked around her, my heavy boots clunking loudly on the hard tile floor. She shivered ever so slightly and for the first time I noticed goose bumps on her arms and legs. "Come." Not permission, a command, and she knew it from the edge in my voice. I strode from the cold room with its impersonal marble tile floor and high vaulted ceiling to a closer, warmer, and far more foreboding place. My private playroom had wood floors, darker, softer, and warmer than the cold marble of the formal hall. Its walls were finished with a stone facade and fitted with implements of pleasure and pain. A pair of antique stocks sat unused near the center of the room in front of a large soft bed. I stopped in the middle of the room. She quickly took her place two steps behind me and waited while I surveyed my domain. It wasn't really necessary, since I knew each and every toy there by heart, but it was effective for my purposes. I pointedly let my gaze linger on several of the more painful contraptions that graced the walls before pointing to one of them lying on a display stand near the stocks. The small flogger had eleven long thin strands of leather extending from one end of its leather wrapped handle. Each leather strand ended in a small pellet of lead encased in a velvet pouch. I had never used this particular implement before. It had always been for show, an object of curiosity and threat only. "Get it." She acted without hesitation, moving silently with a catlike grace to retrieve the flogger. She held it out to me with both hands, submissively bowing her head as she did. "Kneel." I felt myself becoming more disconnected from the scene, separated from the softer emotions that kept me linked to mundane reality. My already rapid breathing became ragged, and my focus narrowed to her, only her. She dropped to her knees in front of me. A soft sob forced itself from between her lips before she recovered and regained her silence. "Failure is rewarded with pain." I said, fighting to control the deep disappointment in my voice. Anger and pride, love and dismay flowed through my veins, a torrent of conflicting emotions both hotter than blood and colder than ice, but I knew them only as a dispassionate viewer. My world consisted only of her. "You failed me." My voice held an acid tenor I had not intended, and it broke through her stoic silence. She sobbed openly then, weeping in sorrow, but she did not beg for mercy. Instead she leaned forward and arched her back, wordlessly presenting her flesh in atonement. I raised the flogger and let its weighted ends drag softly from the rounded cleft of her soft bottom up over the small of her back and across her shoulders. My body tightened in reaction to her loveliness and an animalistic growl issued from between my lips. "Do you have an explanation?" I heard her answer in her thoughts before she spoke. I saw her response before she acted, as if it were being played on a mental screen inside my head. I continued to play the ends of the flogger over her skin as she spoke, my arousal merging with the fury of emotion swelling within me. "Master, I failed you and I cannot tell you how sorry I am for that. I deserve punishment. I beg you to cleanse me of my failure. Free us both of my wrongdoing, Master, please, so we can go on as before." Sobs shook her body and tears sprang from her down-turned eyes. I waited silently, watching. I knew I must correct her and a part of me longed for the act to come, but I never hurried the inevitable. Eventually, her emotional storm subsided and she regained her composure, peeking up at me only once before reassuming her submissively quiet posture. I could not punish her with the implement in my hand. It would be too cruel, too vicious. I shook a little as I brushed it over her exposed back once more and then hooked it into my belt and let it hang by my side. "Stand." I moved to open the stocks, turning to gesture her into them. When I saw the look of fear in her eyes, I almost stopped, but she had failed me and for that she must be punished. We both knew it. "Come." The word tore at my soul as I watched the beautiful creature that I loved move forward and willingly place herself in the stocks, trusting and vulnerable. I lowered the heavy plank over her wrists and neck, carefully avoiding the sacred band of velvet as I securely locked the plank in place. I moved around her, inspecting her position and touching her soft skin. Lifting the flogger from my belt I caressed her body with its trailing ends, shoulder to lovely bottom. Even as detached as I was, I wouldn't use the flogger as its makers intended. Not on my love, no matter how serious her wrongdoing. I reversed my grip, extending the leather bound handle and lightly brushing it along the inside of her thighs, just above her knees. "Spread your legs." The growl that came from my throat demanded instant obedience. She gave it to me, immediately spreading her legs and exposing her nude sex. I lifted the flogger, sliding it upward along her tender inner flesh until it touched her pouting nether lips. They spread out over the handle, taking it between them as if by conscious choice. The flogger slid into her and I heard her gasp with abandoned lust. My empty hand struck her soft bottom so hard that it burned into my forearm and drove her soft shoulders into the hard wood of the stocks. I had not even known I was going to spank her and the impact shocked me as much as it did her. I heard her scream and then she begged me hoarsely to spank her again. Mechanically my hand struck her other cheek. I watched the two handprints go from stark white to a stinging red as I fed another inch of the flogger into her convulsing body. "Master, punish me now. I beg you, please, I deserve your punishment! Correct me, make me worthy of your love once more." She was pleading for punishment, tears streaming down her face, but her body told of the intense arousal she felt. "Did I say you could talk, bitch?" The severity of my primal growl startled me and quieted her instantly. We were feeding on each other’s energy, like two soaring eagles locked together in lovemaking and plummeting recklessly toward our deaths. I shoved the handle two more inches into her body and began to fuck her roughly. I had never treated her so brutally but it was clear that she loved it. The proof was there, between her legs, running in slippery rivers down her thighs. Before she could orgasm I ripped the handle from her and inspected the soaked leather. She moaned and moved her body wantonly, begging wordlessly for more, but I ignored her need. Her scent on the whip was intoxicating and I was trembling with arousal as I stepped around the side of the stocks and presented the handle to her mouth. "Lick it." Her tongue flicked out and tasted her own fluids drenching the ominous weapon I held. "Do you like it slut?" She groaned, her answer a long low breath of need. "Yes Master, I like the way I taste. I love everything you do to me, everything you want me to do, Master." I could tell that her awkward position in the stocks with her legs spread wide was causing her distress, but she controlled it admirably. A corner of my heart was demanding that I release her, cuddle her, love her, but my obligation as her Master denied me that sweet relief. "What do you think you deserve for your failure? Should we simply forget it?" She stilled and her head drooped. "Oh Master, I beg your punishment. Whip me, if you must. Beat me. I failed you badly, failed us both, and must be punished to cleanse myself for you." Her pleading fed my icy detachment and my soul rose into the air above my body and hers. It wasn't a true out of body experience, but almost. I took position behind and to the right of her vulnerable ass, watching my own actions as if I were a spectator at a macabre play. My hand drew back; I knew I was going to flog her, viciously, cruelly. The flogger came down and I saw horrible red welts rise on her flawless skin. Again and again the flogger rose and descended and I felt...nothing. My body soared and rejoiced as power flowed through my arm and collected, throbbing and pulsing, in my body's center. But my heart screamed in outrage at my actions, ripping through my mind's indifference and forcing me back from the black edge of damnation. I wrenched control of my body back from the animal I had become and threw the flogger violently to the side. Blood dripped from small cuts on my precious angels back and bottom but I couldn't attend her just then. A war was going on inside me, and my soul and her life were at stake. I couldn't lose this war, for her sake, for my sake. Long minutes passed before I once again had the animal inside me caged securely. The woman I loved was sobbing quietly within the cruel embrace of the rough wooden stocks, her hips swinging above weak and unsteady legs. Quickly releasing her, I pulled her into my arms and held her close, loving her, comforting her. I soon realized she had more pressing needs. Her kisses became passionate and her hands wandered and stroked my body with abandon. I led her to the bed, kissing and touching her tenderly. As gently as I could I tended to the surface cuts and terrible red welts I'd inflicted upon her milky skin and then I pulled her close. I gave her the release she needed, filling her with my seed and bringing her to shuddering climax again and again. When we were both exhausted we lay holding each other, whispering sweet devotions and basking in our love. We stayed that way for a long time, making love and re-forging the bond that bound us together so tightly. I have never gone that far again. I never will. Yet it was the most animalisticly erotic experience I have ever had. Those few minutes of wild abandon brought us close in a way I don't fully understand. She believes in me, trusts me. She says she knows I will never really hurt her. I am not so sure. The animal inside me will always be there, haunting me with the sure knowledge that I might have lost the war that day. If I had, what would have happened? It's not something I can easily think about. It's not something I will ever stop thinking of. Primal Lust This Saturday evening was a quiet one and I had opted not to go out with a couple girlfriends. I decided I was just going to go to the office and catch up on some paperwork and get some files off of my computer to bring home and work on. The single life was nice and I'd been living it for about 9 months. Tim and I had had a stormy relationship but I did miss the sex. I have always been a bit conservative as far as my sex life went, I was into experimenting but not one night stands really, though I'd had a couple when I was younger. I never had any problem getting a date as I am attractive. I just wasn't interested and being horny alone was never reason enough to go out with someone. Some guys are nice and ask me out with class and some are just plain rude, gawking at my 36D breasts or commenting on my ass and then asking me out, no thanks jerk off. I do think it's cute when a younger guy asks me out though. I'm not old at 36 and I do work out 4 times a week but I would feel like I was robbing the cradle I guess, the conservative side coming out. All these things were going through my mind when I got to the building I work at. I said hi to Jerry the security guard and showed my ID and proceeded to my floor via the elevator. Upon arriving I left the elevator and headed down the stuffy hallway towards my office. As I approached my office I could see through the several glass walls that the janitor was inside, I assumed he was emptying the trash but as I got closer I noticed he was rifling through my desk drawers. I entered one of the cubicle offices and sat down to watch where he couldn't see me, I wondered what he was up to and curiosity had got the better of me as I sat there. He had been rummaging through my desk, that much I could tell. He then grabbed a handful of tissues and proceeded to lie down on the sofa in my office and take his pants down. I was shocked but just sat there with my front row view. I watched as he slid his pants down. His cock was huge and getting bigger as he stroked it, I'd never seen one that big in real life, it was ugly and thick and long with a large head on it, I was repulsed and fascinated at the same time. My body was responding as well and I couldn't believe it but couldn't stop it. My big nipples swelled under my blouse and I was soaking wet down below, it was almost primal. I was flushed and hot and sweating like crazy as I watched this guy stroke that big cock on my office sofa, I was hornier than I'd ever been in my entire life and wondering what the hell was wrong with me. Shouldn't I go in there and say something instead of sitting here spying on him? I watched for a good ten minutes as he stroked his big cock. It was massive and I couldn't take my eyes off of it. His strokes got faster as he neared orgasm and now I was totally entranced as I watched wanting to see the completion of his lust. I was so overcome with lust myself that I almost got up and went in there but I stayed put and watched as his body stiffened and he got closer. Suddenly he cried out and his body shook, his big cock began shooting thick streams of semen again and again into the air and onto my office carpet, it was incredible, I've never even seen a guy in a porno shoot that much stuff, it was amazing, he should be on film. It was a beautiful sight and my body was going crazy with lust. I couldn't believe I wasn't disgusted, but I wasn't, I was horny. I wanted that big thing inside me at that moment more than I'd ever wanted any man before. I got up and made my exit quickly before he saw me and rushed out of the building and to my car without so much as a word to the security guard and drove home as fast as I could. Once there I fucked myself silly with my toy imagining it was this mans big cock fucking me. I had the most powerful orgasms of my life up to that point that night. Over the next week I inquired about the janitor nonchalantly and found out he had been working in our building a month or so and no one new his name and I didn't go to personal to find out. I just kept seeing that big squirting cock in my mind and getting horny. I even bought a new bigger toy but couldn't help wondering about the real thing. I wondered what would have happened had I walked in on him but I would never have done that, it made me nervous to think about even, I had never fucked anyone I hadn't known before. In the ensuing weeks I fantasized about it a lot and masturbated more than I ever had but the vision just never went away. I imagined all kinds of scenarios but they were just fantasies and they all wore out after a time. Finally one Friday night after work I went to a lingerie store and bought a few sexy things, things I would never normally wear but would that night because I had a plan…..if I had the guts to follow it through that was, I was going to try and live one of the fantasies out….follow through as far as I could. I went home and showered and got ready, I was so horny just trying some of these things on I had to relieve myself twice. I knew there was no way I could walk in there and just say "please fuck me" maybe I could but I wouldn't. I wore a no cup bra and a see through long sleeve purple tight top that left nothing to the imagination, I mean nothing, from the waist up everything could be seen through this top, my large breasts were totally visible in all their glory, my big nipples standing at attention. I also wore a very short skirt to match with no underwear and then a pair of high heels. I threw on my overcoat and headed to the office incredibly excited but very nervous, I don't know if I was shaking so bad because I was so horny or scared. I parked my car and headed for the building. I said hi to Jerry and showed my ID and headed up to my floor. I left the elevator and walked down the narrow hall way and towards my office but all was quiet, no one seemed to be here. The entire floor seemed deserted and I was a little bummed until I heard movement further up the hall. I peeked my head around the corner and there he was, going from office to office emptying trash. I ducked back into my office and almost chickened out, one part of me wanted to bolt and I almost did. I took my coat off and hung it up and sat down at my desk. I felt flushed and hot and incredibly horny and my big nipples were hard and aching and swollen as they protruded through the thin fabric. My chair was getting soaked as I sat there. I could here him coming so I acted like I was working on a file on my computer. Just then he rolled up to my door with the cart for collecting trash. I looked up and smiled and said hi as he said hi back and stared at me, for a second I felt crazy, what was I doing sitting here almost naked in front of a total stranger? Teasing him, hoping to make that giant cock swell….thats what. Our eyes locked for a second, he was a lot older looking up close, not really good looking at all, kind of creepy actually and I was getting more nervous and didn't know what to say so I just started babbling and trying to make small talk but he didn't answer, he just stared and I didn't know what to do, he was scaring me. I wanted to leave now but couldn't move. I felt like a total idiot sitting there half naked in my office in front of this stranger, what the hell was I thinking? He just stood there staring at me, his eyes devouring me and I was getting creeped out. He reached for the light switch and turned it off so now the office was darker and only the light from the other offices illuminated us. I didn't know what to do and was numb with fear and my body was horny and I couldn't get past him if I wanted to run and a million thoughts were going through my head and I was in a very vulnerable position. What was I doing here dressed like this? What if he raped me? How would I tell anyone about that? Or explain why I was half naked in my office and inquiring about who the janitor was? Whatever happened I had obviously asked for it I reasoned and resigned myself to it. He finally spoke and said that he'd seen me here a couple weeks ago in the evening and asked if I'd seen him. I tried to play dumb but he said he knew I'd seen him and so I admitted I had. He told me to stand up, I felt like I was in a trance and my body obeyed. He closed the door behind him and walked over to me and gently pushed me against the wall his big hands covering my breasts, squeezing, kneading them, my big nipples against his palms. My body was shaking from fear and horniness as he tweaked my nipples and nibbled on my neck. My knees were weak and he sensed this and maneuvered me over to the sofa. We never spoke and I just let him do what he wanted. He pulled my top off over my head and took my skirt and heels off. I lay there on the sofa naked awaiting the inevitable as he undressed. My breathing was heavy and my body on fire as he turned to face me; he towered over me with that big tool standing a good 10 inches long and thick, it was uglier up close and the big head was swollen and purple and I couldn't take my eyes off it. I was terrified and didn't want to be here but it was too late now and my body seemed to have a mind of its own. He got onto the sofa over me and his big tool lay on my tummy as he massaged my breasts and gently played with my nipples, they were on fire as I cried out and my body shook and twitched every time he tugged them or pinched them. His breathing was heavy as he had his way with me and my body writhed under him, my mind was gone and I was in another place, out of control. He kept rolling my big hard nipples between thumb and for finger and watching me with his intense stare, he was clearly in control and knew it. I just lay there under his control whimpering and moaning, gasping each time he pinched hard. His big cock was leaking all over my tummy and I could feel it throbbing as his precum oozed out. Unconsciously I reached out and began to stroke it, unable to fit my hand around it but my hand worked it with a mind of its own. He leaned forward and began sucking and biting my nipples roughly, driving me crazy as he sucked them moving from one to the other. He kept whispering that this was our secret, no one would ever know, he told me to let go. He positioned his big cock at my entrance and began to push himself into me, he was big and I cried out as I watched him sink into me, telling him not to hurt me. He pushed more and more of him went into me as he told me to relax and enjoy it. I writhed away under him crying out in pain and pleasure as that big ugly thing sank deeper into me. He pulled out a bit and then back in deeper, then out and back in deeper. I cried out each time he did this, soon he was all the way in me and he fucked me with long slow strokes as I moaned and whimpered, my body shuddering with each thrust. He fucked me for a long time, and would release his grip on my breasts every once in awhile just to watch them bounce in time to his thrusts. I cried out with each thrust as he slowly pounded me again and again and came 4 times for him, each time screaming. For forty five minutes solid he gave me the fucking of my life, pounding me again and again until he finally tensed up, grunted, and shook as he emptied his big balls into my body. There was cum everywhere when we finally finished and when I stood up it ran everywhere. He wasn't done with me yet though and ended up fucking me three more times that night in various positions and giving me two more orgasms before we were done. I am assuming he cleaned up all the cum because when I came back to work that Monday everything was spotless. Primal Lust It had been the worst possible day for Luke. Everything that could go wrong had gone wrong. As he drove home all he could think about was cracking a cold beer and watching television. He pulled up in front of the house and noticed all the blinds and curtains closed. He wondered if Lara must have been taking a short nap in the living room, something she often did when they'd stayed up too late the night before. As he parked the car he thought about Lara, her nearly black hair flowing onto her shoulders, her amber eyes looking up at him. Just thinking about her eased the tension he was feeling just a little. He knew on the other side of the door was home and relaxation and Lara's arms around him. Luke opened the front door to see Lara standing there waiting for him. She was wearing a sheer black robe and he could see she wasn't wearing a bra, just a hint that she had on little black panties to match her robe. Before he could say hello, her lips were on his. She pulled him tight against her as her kiss became more aggressive. He wrapped his arms around her, sliding them down her back and grabbing her ass, she whimpered slightly between their kiss. She broke off their kiss and stepped back, taking his hand in hers. It was then that he looked up and realized Lara's friend Kacey was sitting on the sofa. Kacey was wearing a pink sheer nighty; he could tell there was nothing under the nighty. Kasey's black pubic hair showed through the sheer nighty and Luke realized what was going on. Lara guided him to stand in front of the sofa, as Kacey stood up and came to where they had stopped. Kacey kissed Lara, her hands slowly sliding up Lara's stomach to her breasts, gently squeezing them. Lara stood almost motionless, Luke knew that Kacey had been trying for months to get into Lara's pants and it looked as though it was finally going to happen. Just watching them caused Luke's cock to harden. Kacey let loose of Lara's lips and both girls began kissing him, taking turns with his lips as they unbuttoned his shirt, and then pulled his undershirt up over his head. They were giggling as they slid down to their knees, unhooking his belt and unbuttoning his pants, slipping them down over his hips. Lara slipped his boxers down and took his cock in her hand; she began stroking him as she ran her tongue around the head of his cock. Her eyes trained on his, she slowly slipped the head of his cock into her mouth, gently sucking as she allowed his cock to go further into her mouth. As Lara was sucking his cock, Kacey began to lick and suck his balls, as she did so; she ran her hand down Lara's neck, down her chest and under her panties, gently pressing against Lara's clit. Lara twitched at the pressure on her clit and moaned as she sucked Luke's cock. Kacey slipped a finger into Lara's wet pussy and then back out as Lara let Luke's cock slide from her mouth and began sucking his balls and licking them. Kacey began sucking Luke's cock while she was finger fucking Lara. Luke's hands went to the girls' hair, playing with it just a little as they sucked his cock and balls, moaning as he looked down watching them. He could just barely see that Kacey was fingering Lara and it excited him like crazy. "I want inside you," he nearly growled as Lara looked up at him with a smile on her face. "Not yet my love, not yet," she replied. Lara switched with Kasey again and began sucking Luke's cock harder, taking every bit of him into her mouth as Kasey started finger fucking Lara harder, adding a second finger, and then a third. Lara's whole body twitching while she was taking Luke's cock deep into the back of her throat, nearly gagging herself as Kasey continued working her pussy. Kasey stood up and grasped Lara's hands, pulling her to her feet, and then pushing her back onto the sofa. Kasey dropped back to her knees in front of Lara, looking up at Luke and smiling. He knew exactly what Kasey wanted and walked the couple steps over and straddled the sofa so Lara could suck his cock while Kasey was doing what she'd been wanting to for as long as Luke could remember. As Kasey was on her knees she spread Lara's legs open to expose her tight wet pussy. Lara was a little embarrassed for a moment, but then relaxed and grasped Luke's cock as Kasey started rubbing Lara's clit again. Lara whimpered in pleasure at the pressure of Kasey's fingers rubbing her clit. Her hips began moving in rhythm with Kasey's fingers and before Lara knew it, Kasey buried 3 fingers hard into Lara's pussy. Lara gasped and sucked Luke's cock harder, her hand stroking him as she sucked. Luke looked down at Lara, her eyes on his with a fire in them that told him this was for him, for his pleasure. Kasey began licking Lara's clit as she finger fucked her, her fingers buried deep inside Lara; she sucked Lara's clit into her mouth, rolling her hard little nub between her teeth. Lara whimpered and moaned in pleasure, never having had a woman orally please her before. Luke couldn't take much more of this, so he moved away and went to his knees in front of Lara also. Luke and Kasey took turns finger fucking Lara until she came. Lara's body writhed in pleasure at the magnitude of the orgasm. "Holy wow," she whimpered. Kasey giggled, "Yeah, told you so." Kasey stood up and went to sit on the sofa next to Lara as Luke slowly began licking Lara's clit again. He pressed his fingers against her pussy, but didn't slide them in. He looked up at her while his tongue was on her clit. She rose her hips up as if begging him to slip his fingers back into her. He almost giggled as he sat up and moved close to her, slowly slipping his cock into her. She groaned in pleasure at the feeling of him pressing deep into her. Kasey leaned down and kissed Lara again before leaning down further and sucking on Lara's nipples, one then the other as her hand slid between Lara and Luke and rubbed on Lara's clit. Luke started slow, gently pushing his cock into Lara, but began thrusting harder and harder. Her body shaking in combination of pleasure and pain as his cock bottomed out with each and every thrust. She pushed back into him, her hips slamming into his, causing his cock to go deeper. Her whimpers became squeaks as he felt her pussy tighten around his throbbing hard cock and felt her juices explode on him. As her breathing slowed, he slowed his movements, pulling back just a little, letting her regain her breathing. As he leaned back, he allowed his cock to slip from her. Before Lara knew it, Kasey was on the ground next to Luke, sucking his cock. Lara watched for a moment, finding herself so turned on, she reached down and started rubbing her clit, slipping her fingers in and out of her pussy and reaching her fingers further down and fingering her ass just a little. Luke looked up at Lara, as if asking her permission to fuck her friend. Lara smiled and nodded and before Kasey knew it, she was flat on her back, legs over his shoulders and his cock buried inside her wanting pussy. Lara continued rubbing her clit and slipping her fingers into her pussy, as she got her fingers good and wet, she slipped one, then two into her ass, whimpering at how good her own fingers felt. Kasey moaned in pleasure, feeling Luke's cock deep inside her, watching Lara pleasure herself. It didn't take long before Kasey's pussy was exploding all over Luke's cock, her nails digging into the back of his neck as she did. Luke slowed as Kasey came, letting her catch her breath, her juices covering his cock. He looked over at Lara and watched her pumping her fingers in and out of her ass and his mouth watered thinking of having his cock buried in her ass. He looked down at Kasey and smiled, she grinned back at him, as if she knew exactly what he was thinking and had ideas of her own. They both stood and moved to sit on the sofa; he reached over and pulled Lara on top of him, turning her around to face Kasey instead of him. Before she knew it, his rock hard cock forced its way into her tight ass. She nearly screamed out as the combination of pleasure and pain overtook her. He leaned her back so her back was against his chest and started pounding her tight ass. Kasey moved to between their legs and started licking Lara's clit while Luke was plowing her ass. Lara reached down and grasped Kasey's hair as Kasey slipped one finger, then another into Lara's pussy. Luke groaned in pleasure, feeling her ass tighten as Kasey began finger fucking Lara's pussy. Kasey kept working Lara's pussy, 2 fingers, then 3, then 4. "Do it Kasey, stretch her pussy tight around your hand," Luke demanded. "Hell yes," was Kasey's reply. Kasey worked Lara's pussy stretching it, finger fucking it while licking her clit. Luke reached down and grabbed Lara's legs, pulling them up higher, exposing her better to Kasey. Kasey worked Lara's pussy, getting almost her entire hand in, her fingers buried in Lara's pussy to the knuckles; Lara came, over and over. Lara's entire body was writhing. Luke was close to coming; Lara could feel his cock hardening in her tight ass, so she pulled away just a little, trying to slow him. As he loosened his grip on her, she leaned forward and pulled away from him. She stood up and moved to sit next to him as Kasey stood up and climbed on top of him, sliding his cock into her tight ass. She started riding him, slowly at first, allowing him only in her just a little bit, then lowering herself further onto his throbbing cock until he was buried deep inside her. She rose and lowered herself over and over, riding his cock hard and deep. His hands on her hips, pulling her to grind into his hips as his hips rose to meet her. Their bodies moving in rhythm as their moans became louder. Lara leaned down and began kissing him, their tongues dancing as his cock was buried deep into her friends ass. Kasey reached over and slipped her fingers back into Lara's pussy as she rode Luke, her body beginning to quiver with its coming orgasm. Kasey exploded in orgasm, her body twitching and writhing in pleasure as she felt his explosion in her ass. She screamed out in the divine combination of pleasure and pain as he thrust one last time deep into her. His moans, nearly groans and growls of pleasure so loud Lara thought the neighbors must have heard. Slowly, Kasey stood up and walked over to the bathroom. Lara joined her and they stood in front of the sink cleaning getting cleaned up. Lara began to giggle. "Well, I think that sure as hell brightened his day," Kasey commented. "Um, yeah, I would say so," Lara responded.