5 comments/ 22901 views/ 4 favorites Sexual Hunger By: bayoujuju Her heart could not bear any more of this torment. She needed to soothe the burning, ease the pain sawing up and down her nerve endings. She did not want to do what was necessary to save herself from this. She had thought she could wait it out, had tried to endure the clawing need rising from her gut. But she was weak. Weaker than her conscience had tried to pretend she was. Rising from the wet sheets of her bed, soaked from the sweat that had rolled off of her in waves as she had resisted her urges, she headed towards the bathroom of her small apartment. Even as she climbed into the shower, her feet still dragged in protest at every move she made. Cold water hit her skin like needle points, washing away the salt of tears and sweat. For a moment, the water numbed the ache inside her. After her shower, she stood in front of the mirror and stared at herself. There were hollows under her green eyes, causing her pale face to seem almost white. She rimmed her eyes in black eyeliner, applying mascara and shadow to give her dull eyes some depth. Rouge and lipstick followed, feigning a healthy glow. She gathered her damp hair into a long plait, a few dark hairs escaped at her temples which curled dry against her hot cheek. The more energy she exerted in preparing herself, the fainter she became. A black dress would suit tonight's agenda, exposing enough flesh to tempt but not to bring all attention on her. Black boots that zipped to her knees completed the ensemble. She checked the time, dance clubs and bars were still open but it was nearing last call and the lonely souls still left in them would start seeking each other out, looking for someone to spend the night with. She scarcely saw anything out of her peripheral vision as she left her home and hurried to the club two blocks over. It was lit up like a neon Christmas tree and the reverb from the electronica that played inside could be heard even with its doors closed. Entering from the side door, she gave a preliminary scan to weed out the potentials from the crowd. There were still diehards gyrating in the middle of the dance floor, but most were cloistered around the bar, making final attempts to entice their person of choice into coming home with them. She could taste the sexual tension on her tongue, pheromones leaking from the skins of the dancers. Her eyes narrowed in on a man leaning against the bar, young and very drunk. His eyes were half-mooned from his intoxication and he was not even attempting to hit on any of the young things milling around the dance floor. He would be easy enough to pick up. Her heart was pounding in anticipation, she tried to walk seductively towards the young man but she wasn't sure if it turned out that way. So great was her need, she thought it must have looked like she was stalking him. Once she arrived next to him, she quickly slid onto the barstool and ordered a drink. He didn't take notice of her until her glass was clinked down in front of her. He took a long look at her, from head to toe before giving a befuddled smile. Before he had a chance to speak, she leaned close to him and asked, "Alone?" "Not anymore. My name's Andy. And who might you be?" "Lilly." Andy smiled again, "Beautiful name. So are you from around.." Lilly interrupted him by suddenly laying her lips to his. Surprised by her response, Andy involuntarily shifted away from her, breaking the kiss. His eyes shone with confusion and intoxication. "Let's not complicate this with chatter, Andy. I need you, I need your body in my bed. Tonight. Would you like that?" Lilly asked matter of factly. "Of course...but isn't this going a little fast...?" Andy asked, half wanting to give into his urges but what little propriety the alcohol had left still hung on for dear life. "What pace would you like this to take? Usually ,this would begin with flirtations and word games. Then we would precede to use empty words, pretending to find interest in each other's minds and personal lives. Finally, through a coy song and dance routine, you would entice me to spend the night with you. My time is precious, and I treasure it. I would rather cut through the bullshit and get what I want. Doesn't that sound better?" Andy frowned in thought, his gears running at half speed. Her argument was *very* convincing but something in the back of his mind niggled at him. He couldn't help but feel as if he was caught in a corner. He took another long sweeping look at the beguiling creature before him. Why should someone as beautiful as her need to ask for a lover? She had the eyes the color of jade, that seemed to be backlit from some otherworldly light. Lilly's breasts were small but round, her nipples jutting through the thin fabric of her dress. Yes, there should be no reason she needed to ask for company. Before his mind wandered further, Lilly moved next to him, her lips right beside his ear. She did not speak, instead her tongue darted out and traced the inner folds of his ear. Andy felt his groin ache and fill with blood, he gritted back a groan. Lilly leaned her body full into his, Andy turned to meet her halfway. His hardening member could feel her soft flesh through all the layers of clothing between them. She undulated her hips, sliding her pussy down the fly of his pants, her dress becoming wedged between her swelling lips. All of Andy's inner dilemmas about her proposition melted away as he whispered hoarsely, "Let's go, then." She shuddered, excited by his acceptance and disgusted by her motive. Lilly backed away from, pulling him with her, her eyes becoming glowing beacons. Andy felt hypnotized, following her as she turned towards the door. The haze of alcohol and lust had dimmed his vision, but every so often she would turn her head back to look at him and her eyes would beckon him to continue after her. He dream walked out of the club and the night air filled his lungs. Andy's heart was pounding so hard, he felt the beat in his throat. Lilly was controlling her pace, trying to keep from her feet breaking into an all out run. She was so weak at this point, her vision was fading in and out. Only instinct guided her back to her apartment. Andy kept right at her side, obediently keeping up with her quick gait. He was far into the thrall now, not questioning or protesting as she entered her building from the backdoor. When they arrived at her door and she was fumbling with her keys, Andy reached from behind and grasped her breasts. He massaged them and sweetly tugged at her nipples with his thumb and index fingers. He pressed his cock into the cleft of her backside and kissed the side of her neck. Lilly finally managed to unlock the door and hauled Andy into the studio apartment. Andy briefly glanced around the room, struck by the starkness of the room. No adornments, no furniture save a king sized bed draped in dark, satiny sheets. Lilly took his hand and guided him to sit at the end of her bed. Entranced by her movements, Andy followed her with his eyes as she locked the door and slid several chain locks into place. Lilly felt a faint coming on, her eyesight darkening. Andy was puzzled by her pausing at the door, her back to him. She gripped the frame of the door, gathering what strength she had left. She turned and walked to the bed and stopped before Andy. She reached to the hem of her dress and pulled it upwards over head. She stood before him, clad only in her high heeled boots, a dark triangle at the vee of her thighs. His eyes traveled upwards to her breasts, heaving with her quick breath. He ended finally on her heart-shaped face, her red lips slightly parted and panting. He could feel an intense heat from her body and he reached to grab her hips and pull her onto him. Lilly stopped him with her hands. "Not yet." Andy looked up, puzzled. Lilly reached down to his fly and undid the top button and slid the zipper down. His erection bulged out and Lilly's eyes slitted at the sight. She pulled his cock out and knelt down to it. Andy closed his eyes in bliss as her wet mouth closed over the head of his penis. Lilly savored the taste of his skin and found herself salivating heavily when her tongue found beads of pre-cum. She sucked and licked her way down to the base of his cock. Andy was doing his best to control himself from lifting her up and plunging himself into her. When she took his whole cock into her hot mouth, Andy began to buck his hips and fuck her mouth gently. He could feel her soft palate colliding with the head of his penis and this caused him to start moaning unintelligibly. Lilly knew he was ready when his moans began to include her name. She disengaged her mouth and stood again, looking down at him. He had grabbed the sheets and twisted them in his fists. Andy's eyes flew open and looked up at her. Lilly's eyes were electric and seemed to almost glow in the dimly lit room. "Lilly..?" She pushed his shoulders down onto the bed and climbed on top of him, her legs astride his. Andy ran his hands down her back found her round ass. He began to gently knead her white skin and urged her hips forward. "Please, Lilly..." he begged. Lilly's eyes flashed and she mounted his cock. Andy could feel her silken folds, wet and juicy as he slid himself fully into her pussy. He thought he was going to cum at that very moment but something brought him back form the brink...he felt the head of his cock come into contact with something hard...had he inserted himself at the wrong angle and hit her cervix...? Lilly saw his eyes change. With that, she knew what must come next. Andy felt a sharp stinging sensation at the head of his penis, which was followed by a sharp stabbing pain. Andy's howl of pain was suppressed by Lilly's palm and he felt warm liquid begin to drip onto his scrotum. Andy began to writhe and buck, but could not throw Lilly off his hips, her thighs now hard as steel were pinning him to the bed. "Don't struggle, sweetheart. It will be over soon." Lilly said soothingly. Andy felt his lifeblood draining from him, all of the strength in his body leaving with it as Lilly fed. The dark viscous liquid was quickly pooling underneath them. Lilly's eyes were rolling back in her head, she felt the warm blood entering her body. She forgot about the man slowly dying beneath her as every nerve in her body began to sing. The pain and weakness that had plagued her for the last week ebbed away as the blood swam into her system. Lilly's euphoria withered away when she felt the cold wet flesh inside her. She came back to reality and looked down at the man who had given his life so she might exist. Andy's eyes were still open, staring blankly at her. Remorse, like a stone, hit her. She always felt sorry, afterwards. She still had emotions, even after decades of preying upon those unfortunate enough to cross her path. Lilly clumsily unattached herself from Andy's prone corpse, his cock a limp mess of congealed blood and perforated flesh. He had been a quick bleeder, thanks in part to the mass amounts of alcohol he had ingested. She felt drunk herself. Lilly untucked the sheets' corners and covered Andy's body. The rubber sheets underneath were slick with his blood. Lilly saw the blood that covered her lower torso was drying and starting to clump in her pubic hair. Self loathing filled her, and her stomach was churning from what she just done. She knew the cycle of emotions all too well. Yes, she was still capable of shame and guilt. She was a human being....wasn't she? Sexual Hunger & Secret Desires Sunlight danced across the baby blue carpet in April's new condo. She had just finished moving in the day before. Finally after 10 years in a rotten marriage she was free to make her own decisions and do as she saw fit. It was a new beginning for her and she was excited. As she lay there in bed, thoughts of her past life skipped through her mind. She thought about what a tyrant her husband, Dave, had been. She was forced to dress as he liked. She wasn't allowed to leave their home for more than 5 minutes without clearing it with him first. He chose all her personal hygiene items. Without a doubt this man was a control freak and she needed to get out before he became so physically abusive that she would never be able to leave. She had sought permission to visit her mother in Colorado two weeks ago and by some miracle, he allowed her to go without him accompanying her. She hopped a plane with a suitcase full of her clothing and a few personal items and never looked back. She was fearful of what he might do when he realized that she wasn't coming home. She worried about whether or not he might jump a plane to Colorado and seek her out at her mother's home only to find that wasn't where she was. She feared what he might do to her mother upon learning that she wasn't there as he was such an angry man. As it turned out, she had nothing to fear. No sooner had she left on her trip did he sell their home on the coast of Malibu and move in with another woman. April looked across the room at the wall clock she had bought at the local Wal-Mart the day before. It was still very early, only 7:00am. She crawled back up under the blankets, pulling them over her head, and drifted off to sleep for another 2 hours. At 9:00am there was a knock at the door. April slid out of bed and tied her black cotton robe around her naked body and then headed down the stairs. Even though she knew that Dave had shacked up with another woman, she still had a nervousness about her. She peered through the peep hole to see the delivery men standing there with her new 42" flat-screen T.V. She opened the door, directed the delivery men to place it in its new home and then thanked them as they left. Moments after they had left her phone rang. Only a few people had her new number and she couldn't imagine who would be calling her this early on a Saturday. She walked into the kitchen and grabbed the cordless phone. Her mother was on the other end of the line and seemed to be in a great mood. "Hello dear," her mother spoke. "Hi mom," April answered, yawning a little. "What are you doing this evening?" her mother asked. "I don't know yet," she paused. April knew her mom was up to something and wanted to get to the gist of things quickly. "Why do you ask?" There was a long pause and April had to repeat the question. She hated when her mom was so sneaky. April made her way back to the living room and sat on her couch, still in the plastic covering, waiting for her mom's reply. "Mom," she called out, "why do you want to know?" "I was just thinking..." her voice trailed off "Yeah," April prodded. "Well there is this nice young man that I work with and I think he would be perfect for you!" she exclaimed. April had to resist from groaning too loudly. After all, it was her mother that had loaned her the money to get her life started out there. But she also wasn't into getting into a serious relationship just then. April squirmed on the couch trying to figure out what to say. "Mom," she started, "I'm just not ready to date yet. I am not looking to get into a serious relationship right now. Hell, I haven't even filed my divorce papers yet." "I know this, April. But there is no reason why you can't go out to dinner and maybe a movie with this guy. He's nice and you can always use new friends." Her mom was right. Since moving to Colorado 2 weeks ago, April hadn't done much other than to unpack, purchase new home furnishings, find a job and sleep. She was starting to make new friends at her job but none of them had gone out of their way to invite her to do something after work or on a weekend. And deeper down inside her she felt something missing...SEX!! "Fine," April answered her mom. "Give him my number and I'll give him a try." Her mom told her that she had already given Gavin, the guy from work, her number but told him not to call until she had spoken to her daughter. April was a little upset hearing this but knew in her heart her mom was only trying to help. Her mom also gave her Gavin's number and asked her to call him. They spoke for a little while longer and then hung up the phone. April went on to program her new television set and home entertainment theater before heading back upstairs to dress for the day. At the top of the stairs she made the decision to call Gavin. By this time it was almost noon and a good time to call this mystery man. Before heading for the shower she went back to her bedroom and found the phone under her pile of clothes from the past week. She picked up the receiver once and then put it back down. She started to get up and just say "to hell with it" when an overwhelming desire to call him came over her. She sat back on the end of her bed, picked up the phone and dialed the number, not knowing what to expect. The phone rang 5 or 6 times and April was about to hang up when a man who was out of breath picked up the handset. "Hello!" he gasped. April paused, too scared to say anything. She thought about hanging up but didn't. "Hello," he repeated, a little less out of breath. "Umm, hello," April began, "this is April. I'm Monica's daughter. She gave me your number and..." "Yeah! Hey, it's great to hear from you," he uttered. "I didn't think you were gonna call." She felt at ease with just those first few words. It felt as though she was talking to an old friend and she soon found herself laughing and carrying on at Gavin's personable nature. "So, you wanna go to dinner?" Gavin asked. "That would be nice," April answered. "How about 6 o'clock?" she asked. "Perfect. I'll pick you up. May I have your address?" Gavin asked. April gave him her address and then hung up the phone. She questioned what in the world she was doing going on this blind date. She sat on the end of the bed for a little longer and then decided it was shower time. As she headed down the hall, she ran her brush through her hair, removing the tiny knots in her gorgeous, thick, blonde hair. Once in the bathroom she undressed, letting her robe fall to the ground, exposing her large but perky breasts. She looked at herself in the mirror. At 28 years old she was still a hot woman. She donned ass length, slightly wavy blonde hair, piercing green eyes, 34 DDD breasts and a 30" waist. She had 2 tats, one of a fairy on her lower back and another of lipstick kiss marks on her left butt cheek (a mistake made after a frat party 10 years ago). She leaned over the sink and looked deep into her own eyes and then stood up straight and climbed into the shower. She waited towards the back as the water heated up. Splats of cold water splashed against her nipples causing them to become erect again. She stepped into the warm water and started to wash herself. As her hands ran over her breasts she paused to play with her nipples. She took them between her fingers, rolling and pinching them. Then she ran her hand down her stomach and over the outside of her pussy. Even though it had been almost a year since she had been intimate with her husband, she kept her hair neat and trimmed, making it easier for her to split her lips and find her clit. As she rinsed out the conditioner of her hair, she continued to rub her clit furiously, bringing herself to a climatic end. She had no idea that this release was nothing compared to the orgasm she would have later. April passed the time by cleaning around the house and making a few minor adjustments as to where she wanted her furniture and then watched a little T.V. At 5:00pm she headed back upstairs and looked for something nice and slightly sexy to wear. She decided on an above the knee black dress that flowed freely as she walked, some black pumps, and some lace thong and bra combo. She sat by her vanity, curling her hair and putting it up on top of her head. She finished by applying some light makeup and dabbing a little perfume on her wrist and neck. She took a step back and looked herself over. She looked great. As she was admiring herself the door bell rang and she headed back down the stairs. She looked through her peep hole and saw a tall young man standing there with flowers...roses...a lot of them. April opened the door and gave Gavin a nice smile. Her eyes lit up when he handed her the roses and she invited him in while she put them in water. He watched her as she walked away, her perfect ass swaying from side to side rhythmically on her way to the kitchen. Gavin wasn't bad looking at all. He was about 6'3" tall, extremely tall to April stature of 5'7". He had brown hair that was clean cut and a goatee. His eyes were blue, a very deep blue. She could tell beneath his black dress pants and tie that he had quite an amazing body. His arms seemed to be bulging in the shirt and as she made her way back to the living room, she noticed that somewhere a little lower seemed to be bulging too. April offered Gavin a glass of wine but since he was driving, he passed and she decided to get her purse and head on out. She locked her door behind her and headed down the walkway to his car, a 2006 Lincoln Navigator. He stepped in front of her to open her door and she blushed a little bit. It had been ages since a man opened her car door. Once she lifted herself inside, he closed the door and came around to the driver's side and started the car. She was impressed with both his looks and his manors and was taken aback by his conversational skills as well. It really was as if she had known him forever. That was a nice feeling. They talked all the way to the restaurant which was located atop one of the most beautiful mountains in Veil, Colorado. It was spring time and so there was no snow, but the hills were covered in greenery which was just as nice. Once in their parking spot, Gavin came around and opened her door and helped her out. April's dress had lifted slightly when she was sliding off the seat and Gavin couldn't help but notice how nice her ass looked in that thong. His mind wandered for a moment before be called back to attention by the valet. He took his ticket and walked April inside the restaurant. They were seated quickly and again, Gavin pulled out her seat, showing off his manors. They ordered a bottle of white zinfandel to split between the two of them and quickly began their conversations. Gavin was interested in April's background. He knew very little of the hell she had been through, only that she has just escaped from an asshole of a husband and was living here. April told him of the troubles she and Dave had encountered from his emotional and verbal abuse, to him controlling every aspect of her life, to his cheating on her incessantly. He was a wonderful listener and when it came time for him to speak of himself, April repaid him with her attentiveness. The waiter finally came to take their order and he allowed her to order for herself, something she hadn't done in a very long time. After the waiter left, April partook in some more of the wine. She was now somewhat buzzed but was still able to converse with Gavin. As they spoke, he reached across the table and held her hand. She didn't flinch. In fact, she reached across the table with her other hand and put it on top of his. Gavin couldn't help it. He was taken by her beauty and personality. He moved his chair next to hers and leaned in for a kiss. They sat side by side, kissing, tongues whirling over one another for minutes, hardly coming up for air. His hands grasped her face, holding her close to him. April found herself very aroused by his kiss and made a move she wasn't sure she should be making. She reached under the table and grasped the outside of Gavin's pants. She wanted to see for herself if he was as endowed as she had imagined back at the home. Gavin gasped into her ear but allowed her to feel around. In fact, he reached under the table and unzipped a little so she could touch his flesh. She felt the wetness of his head and she could feel herself get moister. Gavin looked over his shoulder to see the waiter coming and he quickly zipped his pants. They enjoyed their meal returning back to the conversation that had been taking place a little earlier. As April ate her food she couldn't help but feel excited. She had never behaved as such in a public place before and it was arousing. She kept envisioning how large his cock really was and she had wished that she had taken a little taste of his pre cum. Likewise, Gavin envisioned April's pussy rubbing on his fingers and he wished that he had taken that chance. They seemed to hurry through dinner but neither seemed to mind. April excused herself from the table and Gavin paid the bill. April sat inside one of the larger stalls, legs spread, fingers caressing her pussy. She leaned back over the toilet and lightly rubbed her clit. She loved the way it pulsated and when she felt as though she was ready to cum, she stopped, pulled up her panties, pulled down her dress, washed her hands and left the restroom. Gavin stood waiting outside for her. "Sorry I took so long," April smiled. "There was a line in there." "No, that's fine. Not a problem," Gavin replied. "So what are we doing now?" April asked. Gavin smiled at her knowingly. He knew what she wanted but there was a small part of him that worried about what working with her mom would be like after he did it. * To hell with that, he thought to himself. We're both consenting adults* "Do you want to see a movie?" Gavin inquired. "Not really," April chuckled. "How about a movie in one of those private cabins we passed on our way here?" Gavin winked. Was this is? Was she really going to have sex with a man she just met? She stood there a moment without answering, mulling things over in her head. He was a nice, good looking man. She could do much worse she kept thinking. She wondered if spending the night with him would make him just fuck her and dump her but after feeling just a fraction of his cock, she didn't really care. "Works for me!!" she exclaimed. Gavin escorted April back to the car and let her in. She almost fell over on her way in. The wine had really gotten to her but she felt good. Once inside the car they headed half way down the mountain to the lodges they passed on their way in. Gavin turned into the lot and instructed April to stay inside while he procured a room for them. He was gone only a few moments before returning and driving around to the back of the resort. He helped April out of the car and led her down to the room. She entered and fumbled for the light switch. She walked across the room to the couch and sat down after switching on the lamp. That was Gavin's cue to dim the main lights. Gavin walked over to April and sat next to her. He brushed her hair off of her ear and nibbled on her earlobe. One of his hands caressed April's breasts from outside her dress while his other hand slid up underneath it. As he neared her cunt, he felt he heat and moisture increase with each inch he crawled. April took her hands and unzipped Gavin's pants. He lifted his ass so she could pull them off and once they were off she went back for his boxer briefs. They were tossed to the side as well. April spit into the palm of her right hand and slowly grasped Gavin's throbbing cock. She massaged it up and down, slowly at first, watching the pre cum ease out the hole. Then she went faster and faster. She felt it throb inside of her hand and made her soaking wet. Gavin's fingers had slid her panties to the side and he places his thumb on her clit the other two fingers inside her. He eased them in slowly as she was incredibly tight. It was such a turn on for him...almost like being with a virgin again. "Come over here with me," Gavin pleaded with April. April followed Gavin to the end of the bed. He patted the edge in a motion that she knew to sit beside him. Before she took her seat, Gavin pulled off her dress and undergarments so that they were both naked. He lay April on her back and then got on the floor between her legs. He gently spread them apart and nuzzled his face between her thighs. He began by licking the outside of her lips and then made his way inside her pussy to her clit. It was pink and full and ready to be nibbled on. He flicked her clit with his tongue and she moaned in pleasure. She thrust her hips towards his face as if to fuck his tongue. Gavin ate her cunt quickly as he used his hand to continue stroking himself. He wanted to keep it hard for her. April reached between her legs and pressed Gavin's face deep inside her. She was nearly ready to cum all over his face. As Gavin continued to focus on her clit, he rammed two fingers deep into her twat and one in her ass. This made her jump at first but upon realizing that she enjoyed it, she relaxed. It didn't take but a few more minutes of thrusting, finger fucking and pussy licking to make April cum. She literally shot her juices on his face and when he pulled back, she sucked it off of him. "Lay here!" she commanded Gavin. He climbed onto the bed and April crawled between his legs. It was only then that she saw how large his prick was. It measured nearly 9 inches in length and a good 3 inches in width. She knew that fucking him with that monstrous cock was going to be painful. She didn't realize that blowing him was nearly as bad but she went for it. Bare breasts rubbing against his belly, she took his cock in her mouth and licked it up and down before sucking it hard with her mouth. She was like a Hoover on that cock working her way from top to bottom and back again. As she reached the base she would grab a hold of his balls and push them towards her mouth so she could lick them. She would stop from time to time to watch as Gavin arched his back. He fucked her mouth vigorously as if it were her pussy. At times she gagged on it and at those times he would pull back some to help her breathe. But April was into the pain of being gagged and she would shove it back down her throat. Eventually he saw that she liked it and he would force her face down until her hands smacked the bed. That was her sign that she needed some air. As she continued her oral gratification on Gavin, she reached between her own thighs and rubbed her clit and banged her pussy. Gavin was close to climax and he shoved April back. At first she was angered by being shoved but in a moment understood why. She watched his cock throb in the air. She leaned forward to touch it and he screamed "NO". Gavin wanted to have sex with her. He needed to have sex with her. He just knew there was a little freak locked inside this mild mannered woman. He motioned for April to sit next to him and she joined him. He reached between her legs again and began to rape her with his fingers, this time using three. April squealed a little with the feeling of 3 fingers inside her but she knew that this would be nothing compared to his cock penetrating her pussy. She rocked back and forth on his fingers as he hands caressed her nipples, pinching them firmly. "Do you want me?" Gavin asked even though he already knew the answer to the question. "Yes! I want you now!!" April screamed out. "I want you to rape me, be forceful with me." Gavin looked at her with a puzzled look on his face. "You want me to rape you?" he repeated. "Yes. My ex was never rough with me. He always acted like he was some big, rough man but when it came to punishing me between the sheets, he couldn't do it. That's my fantasy. I want it hard!" April explained. Sexual Hunger & Secret Desires Gavin instructed April to straddle him with her tits in his face. He eased his cock into her. It was hard for him not to cum on the spot, she was so tight and wet. April yelped like a dog for the first few penetrating moments but then relaxed a little. He helped guide her body up and down by grabbing her tits and lifting her up and then slamming her down. Every so often, as she was at the base of his cock, he would help her circle her hips around and he would nail her g-spot. Once she was more comfortable with his cock insider her, he slipped a finger into her ass and jammed it in and out. Once she took one finger with ease, he moved on to using 2 of them. She bounced perfectly on his cock, her nipple in his mouth being tugged on, her ass being penetrated with his large, long fingers. "Fuck me, Gavin!" she blurted out. Gavin lifted her off his cock and then instructed her to get on all fours on top of the bed. He placed two pillows underneath her tits for support before he rammed his cock back into her pussy with no warning. April began screaming louder and louder and he thrust deep inside her with all of his force. There were times he thought he was going to really hurt her but the harder he thrust the more she screamed out for him to fuck the living shit out of her. It wasn't long before she was forcing her own hips and ass back onto his cock. They would slam together and then pull apart and each time they did, his balls would smack against the top of her pussy. They seemed to make love, no scratch that, they seemed to fuck for hours. He had amazing stamina and could make her cum harder and harder each time. By 4:00am they were both a sweaty mess but he kept going at her command. They would alternate between slamming his cock into her tight little twat and forcing it down her throat. He'd pull out each time he was close to cuming and would focus on April to keep from reaching his climax, knowing full well that when he did, he was going to blow a huge load of cum where ever his new princess wanted it. Around 5:00am, Gavin knew he couldn't go much longer. He had avoided blowing in her for the past 5 agonizing hours. He placed April over the edge of the bed, removed the pillows so he could watch her tits slap back and forth, and forcefully jammed his dick back in her pussy. April reached between her legs and found her swollen and pulsating clit. She pinched it, rubbed it, circled it, massaged it and flicked it as Gavin continued the pussy pounding from behind. As she was lost in her own feeling of nearing orgasm, he shoved 2 fingers in her ass and went to town. He slammed his cock and fingers in and out as she pleasured her clit. He could feel her muscles tightening in preparation for another orgasm. "Where do you want it?" Gavin gasped. "Where do I want what?" April asked dumbfounded. "My load. Where do you want it?" he called out, head tilted back. "Wait!" she screamed out. April propped herself up, flipped around and faced Gavin. She watched him in awe as he rubbed his cock quicker than she could have done herself. She was almost amused by the furiousness with which he pounded away. He continued to stroke himself with one hand while his other pounded back inside of April's pussy. He wanted her to orgasm at the same time he blew his load. "I'm gonna cum!" April exclaimed in a scream that could have woken the dead. "I'm cuuummmiiinnnggggggg!" With those words, Gavin scooted closer to April, tilted her head back and told her to open her mouth. She leaned back and opened as wide as she had needed to in order to suck him in the first place. He placed the head of his cock to her lips and released his cum. It shot into her throat, down her chin and some even trickled into her hair just above her forehead. April leaned upright and sucked the last bits of cum out of Gavin's cock, enjoying every bit of it. He looked at her intently as she swallowed down his cum, something no other woman had ever done for him before. It almost made his dick hard again watching her. April got off the bed and went into the restroom and washed her face with soap and water, patted it dry, used the toilet and then came back out. Gavin was lying on the bed, under the sheets with a strange smile. April looked at him for the first time during this sexual experience and suddenly felt like a whore. As she lay by Gavin's side that morning, waiting to go home, she couldn't help but think that she may have been a whore, but at least she was a whore had been sexually satisfied for the first time in a very long time. Gavin took April home later that morning. He couldn't help but keep looking over at her on the drive home. She was an amazing woman with an insatiable sexual hunger and he liked that. As he pulled up in front of her condo and came around to open her door, he gave her one last passionate kiss before asking, "Shall we do this again next weekend?" "Perhaps," she winked as she headed down the pathway to the house, "perhaps indeed!"