Abuse: The Complete Trilogy (91 page)

“My fingers are
up your ass, darlin’,” I murmur. “They’re up your cunt, as well.”

Renata moans and
thrashes. She loves this.

Filling two out
of three holes isn’t bad. My dirty mind is caught with vivid imagery. How can I
fuck
all
of her holes at the same time? My ‘soldier solve it’ brain
knows I can do it.

But this is a
problem for another day.

“I think you’re
going to come, aren’t you?” I purr, taking my eyes off her backside to watch
her flushed and contorted face in the mirror. I can see her pulse rapidly beating
in her throat.

Using my thumb,
I strum her clit as she grinds against my fingers. “Give it to me, give it up,”
I command her. “Come. Come for me,
now
.”

“Ah, ah, ah,”
she gasps as her hips thrust against my thighs. Suddenly, the muscles of her
swollen, needy core clamp down, hard. So does her asshole.

Renata screams.

Loudly.

Oh man, she sure
as hell hit another peak there. She floods my hand with arousal, while her anus
locks down tight, compressing like a vice.

Christ.
I’m pressed so far inside of her ass. My poor fingers! I think she may break a
bone. I imagine that same crushing pressure strangling my cock. It’s so damn
hot I almost lose my load, but somehow I manage not to.

I’m not going to
come until I’m inside her, stretching her tight hole as far and as deep as I
can.

Wiping both
hands on the towel, I run my palms over her buttocks in circles, massaging and
squeezing, allowing her time to recover from yet another intense orgasm.

After a while I
can’t resist. I’m making a meal of this woman tonight. I spread her butt cheeks
apart and go back to licking her mesmerizing dark hole, lick, lick, lick—I
can’t get enough, yet my work here is done.

Renata is more
than ready for me.

I’m ready, too.
I ache with savage need. I keep imagining how it’ll feel to push the head of my
cock past her taut rim. To thrust inside and be deep within the tight, heated
depths of her ass as she climaxes.

I turn to glance
at the objects I’ve left on the bed beside me and smile. It’s time to use this
compelling butt plug—with generous amounts of lube, of course. I’m going to
complete her spanking while that butt plug is inside of her.

I wonder how
that will feel?

“I will
sodomize you and face-fuck you.”

― Gaius
Valerius Catullus 84 B.C.
(Roman poet born over 2000 years ago. His
surviving works are still widely read and continue to influence poetry and
other forms of art.)

 ~~~

Grant
Wilkinson

Shoving the well-lubed
glass toy inside, I slowly breach her tight puckered ring.

“You like that?”

“Mmm,” Renata
hums.

Watching
intently, once more I move it all the way in, then pull it almost all the way
out. In, out, in, out. Sighing, she shifts, whimpers and moans. I adore the
sounds she makes as I fuck her ass with this clever butt plug.

“It’s the most
incredible thing I’ve ever seen,” I whisper, awed.

“Feels good,
too,” she murmurs in a husky whisper.

I read that a butt
plug is supposed to stimulate anal nerve endings. This one is hourglass shaped;
the round bubbles make her hole ripple during penetration. It must create entire
waves of sensation as I thrust it in and out.

I leave it
seated all the way in, and look at our reflection in the mirror.

Renata intently watches
me.

I smile at her. “The
way you suck this toy right inside, it’s like your body is hungry for something
else—something bigger there.”

“Tell me about
it,” she says, a note of desperation in her voice. “I want
you
there.
Hurry up and finish my birthday spanking already. I want to see the expression
on your face when you push your thick cock into my ass for the first time.”

Slap! Slap!
Slap!

I react as fast
as lightening to her words. This time my hand lands directly on the butt plug,
making Renata gasp from the sensation of it.

“Nineteen,
twenty, twenty-one,” I growl. “Two more and you’re done.”

As shock waves
visibly roll through her body, her features screw up. Unsure if I hurt her or
pleased her, I soothe her reddened flesh with one palm. With the other, I move
between her legs, gently stroking, parting her folds, teasing and circling her
clit.

“Yes, yes,” she
moans. She’s getting louder. Oh, yeah, I’ve definitely pleased her.

“Are you close
again?” I ask, stunned.

“If you keep
doing what you’re doing, I will be,” she gasps breathlessly, still recovering
from those last few spanks.

I’m hanging on
by a thread to my own control. Usually, this isn’t such a struggle. Self-control
is what I do best, but not right now. I’m afraid I’ll detonate the moment the
head of my cock presses against her asshole.

The vivid imagery
of touching her
there,
of shoving myself inside of her tight heat, makes
me shut my eyes with a wave of raw lust.

“I don’t want
you to come yet,” I tell her, forcing myself to speak in a low, slow drawl. “I need
you smoking hot for it—hot and needy when I butt fuck you, hard and fast. I
want you to climax before me, so I can feel you squeeze my dick while I’m deep inside
your ass.”

“God, Grant, I
love the things you say,” she rasps.

Slap! Slap!

“Twenty-two,
twenty-three,” I shout in triumph, admiring the pink handprints on her
backside.

In a blinding hurry, I scoop her up into my arms and lay her face-down on
the bed, her head toward the mirror.

“Get up on all fours, darlin’, we’re doing this doggie style.”

She moves to all fours. Turning her head toward me, she grins. “Like
this?”

I shake my head. “No, I want that ass in the air. Rest on your forearms.”

I make a strangled sound when she props up into the perfect position.
At the sight of her gorgeous butt perched up high and ready for me,
my throbbing cock twitches.

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen,” I tell her,
making her smile.

“Well, I can see you like me,” she teases, pointedly gazing
at my groin. “You like me a lot.”

I grin. It amuses me when I see how attentively her
appreciative eyes are drawn to my cock. I stroke myself, running my hand up and
down my length, pumping to ease the ache. I’m so hard and engorged with blood,
it’s a wonder my brain can function.

Crawling onto the bed behind her, I begin to position myself. Her
bottom’s up too high to penetrate her easily. I tell her so, nudging her legs
apart until my cock is at the perfect height to take her.

I grab the lube and coat my dick with my left hand, putting lube in and
around her asshole, as well.

Renata stares with rapt attention in the mirror, not missing a thing.

"Tell me
what you want, horny birthday girl," I ask, stroking her soft hips, her
back and her perfectly rounded buttocks. “Tell me
exactly
.”

“I want you to
shove your big, thick cock right up my ass, Grant,” she says without
hesitation. “I want to look in your eyes in the mirror as you do. Then I want
to see you fuck me hard until I come, screaming. Finally, I need you to pump
every drop of your cum inside of me. I want you to fill me with so much cum
it’ll be dripping out of my ass for a week.”

The picture
she paints blows my mind.

I chuckle, even
though there is nothing funny about her cock-hardening pillow talk. It’s sexy,
hot as fuck, climax making—but
funny?
No. And yet, here I am laughing. Maybe
it isn’t amusement I feel, but euphoria… and joy.

Not to
mention raw, savage lust.

Her head tilts,
there’s curiosity and a questioning look in her expression, but she isn’t
upset. I’m glad I never seem to offend her.

“You bold and
nasty girl,” I exclaim. “I love how you don’t hold back. You say
exactly
what
you mean. You’re so courageous, open and honest. If you ever were a mouse, I
never saw it. When I grow up, I want to be just like you.”

Renata snorts and
huffs a happy laugh.

Tense with need,
I position myself and prod her tight hole with the blunt head of my cock. This
grabs her attention, she sobers instantly.

Fuck, I really
want in.

I intend to play
with her clit to make sure she enjoys this. It’s all a devious plot on my part—if
she likes it, she’ll let me do this again.

“Are you still
ready for me?” I murmur, putting the momentous occasion off for a moment. My
breath is shallow and rapid, my body is tightly coiled with unbearable
anticipation.

“Oh, yes,” she
assures me.

“Good.” I
swallow hard and take a deep breath. “You have no idea how much I want this.”

Her brows arch.
“I think I do.”

I smile and spread
her buttocks, sighing with pleasure at the sight of her small puckered hole. I
grip her hips. Her spanked ass radiates a blaze of heat against my thighs. I
can’t help but smile as I see my handprints on her gorgeous backside.

I did that,
and she loved it.

It’s almost a
primal, caveman thing—this in-charge alpha male reaction. I feel as though I’ve
branded what’s
mine.
Later, we’ll both enjoy it when I mark her up
again.

I don’t think
there is any doubt at all. Renata
loves
a spanking.

Nerves,
excitement and anticipation burn through my veins. After years of wanting to
commit sodomy and hating myself for it; after thinking I’m a pervert and a monster
like my father; after finally coming to terms with my desires, I’m
finally
going to live my fantasy.

I couldn’t do this
with
anyone
else.

I can be who I
am with Renata. She sees me, she knows me.

But most of all,
she accepts and loves me, exactly as I am.

“We cultivate
love when we allow our most vulnerable and powerful selves to be deeply seen
and known, and when we honor the spiritual connection that grows from that
offering with trust, respect, kindness and affection.”

― Brené Brown

~~~

Grant
Wilkinson

Slowly and
carefully, I use my left hand to guide my dick to the exact spot I intend to
penetrate. Holding my shaft steady, I begin to push slightly, prodding against her
opening as I did with the butt plug.

She doesn’t
tense, but her ring is so tight. I feel it the moment she loosens.

“That’s right,
open up for me, darlin’.” My voice is guttural. “Let me in.”

“You feel so good,”
she murmurs.

“So do you.”

I
let my weight fall forward so the head of my dick breaches her rim, the area
with the most resistance. She
opens slowly, like a flower. W
ith wary control, I gradually edge deeper. When her muscle releases
further, I slide part of the way in.

I
give a grunt of pure, animal pleasure.
“There you go.”

That
was the hard part. Now I can
relax into delicious sensation, slowly,
slowly, shoving inside, inch by inch.

Fuck, she’s
so damn hot and tight!

Sucking in
a deep breath, I try to steady my racing pulse and slow my ragged
breathing.
Suddenly remembering it’s there, I glance toward the mirror.

Renata’s
eyes are focused on me. She licks her lips as I slide a bit deeper. I’m
stretching her wider than the plug did, but I’m not all the way in yet.

“You
OK?” I rasp.

“Very
OK,” she breathes.

“How
does it feel?”

“You
mean
how does it feel
to have your massive cock slowly being shoved up
my backside?” She chuckles. “My ass burns, inside and out—it’s hot as hell,”
she pants breathlessly.

“I
like the sound of that. What else?”

Her blue eyes
smolder, they lock on mine. “I love seeing lust and concentration on your face…
fuck, this is such a huge turn on.”

“For me, too.” I
push in a bit more, a little worried I’ll hurt her. She’s incredibly tight, but
I’m almost there.

Renata gasps,
her eyes narrow with concentration as her body accepts me. “I know how much you
want
this
. I feel so full. So sexy and
needed
. You’re really big,
Grant, but fuck! I want you all the way in.”

“Your
wish, my command,” I tease, but my voice is too gruff to sound like a joke.

My
smile is tight as I fight for control. I keep shoving myself inside until I
finally feel my balls press firmly against the dripping, heated lips of her sex.

“Fuck,
this feels so damned good,” I growl, staggered by white hot pleasure. Her
asshole completely surrounds the thick girth of my erection. “I’m all the way
in.”

“Mmm.”

I pause and take
a breath, closing my eyes to gather myself before daring to move. Intense
satisfaction fills me, until she clenches her butt. This unexpected tight pulse
pressing down on my shaft almost makes me release.

“
Christ
,
Renata,” I call out, my eyes fly to hers in the mirror.

“Sorry,”
she says, breathlessly, her expression dazed with pleasure. “I’m so full,
stretched so damn wide. I almost climaxed.”

“Fuck
that was intense. Don’t stop yourself next time. Do you like the feel of me deep
in your ass?”

“Yes!”

“I
like it, too.”

There’s
an understatement. I’m so hot to drop my load in her, I’m afraid I’ll climax the
moment I move.

With
my right hand, I trail my palm down her flank, until I cup her swollen feminine
mound. I’m surprised when my hand touches hers. Her fingers are deep in her
pussy. Straightening, I withdraw, lifting my head to meet her gaze.

“I’ll
play with myself and make myself come, sweetheart,” she says. “You just enjoy
what you’re doing. Just knowing you’ve always wanted this, and that it’s your
first time? Well, let’s just say it won’t take much. Do you want me to come?”

“Yes,”
I gasp.

Right now I devote
every bit of energy and focus I can muster, on not releasing until after she
comes.

“Like,
now?
”

“Yes,”
It’s all I can say.

Her
eyes light with surprise as she stares at me in the mirror. “You look as though
you’re going to lose control,” she laughs. “I’ve never seen you like this.”

I
nod.

“I
love having you inside me. I’m yours, Grant—body, heart, mind and soul—and so
is my ass you’re so keen on. So take it—it’s yours!
Fuck me
, Grant. Fuck
my ass and make me come.”

I
bite the inside of my cheek as her dirty plea drives me past the point of no
return. “The way your ass grabs and holds on so tight to my cock—” I grit my
teeth. “Christ, it feels incredible,” I manage to choke out. “I don’t want it
to end.”

“When
we finish, let’s do it again,” she pants.

My
smile is more like a grimace. “Good. I’m going to fuck you now. You’re so damn
tight and hot, I won’t last long.”

Gripping
her hips and buttocks, I move and begin to settle into it. I keep up a slow, measured
pace, driving into her steadily. Her breasts hang low, bouncing with every
thrust, her nipples—taut and distended, brush up against the sheets.

I
stare at her ass and I stare at the mirror, watching as my thick cock slides in
and out of her. She’s flushed and moaning. I watch, fascinated, as her fingers
move feverishly between her legs.

“Yes,
oh yes,” she calls out, pushing backwards. In sync with my rhythm, she’s riding
me. Grinding herself onto my dick.

Urgent
and close, I pound into her faster and faster. My hips slam into her ass with
punishing blows, while my balls strike the swollen lips of her soaking sex. The
rapid slapping sound echoes rhythmically, adding to the whimpers and moans
Renata makes with each thrust.

Sounds
like she’s getting a second birthday spanking.

“Oh,
yes, oh, yes, yes,” she chants.

My
thighs tremble with effort, I grunt with every stroke.
Nothing
has ever
felt this good.

“Fuck,
fuck, I’m so deep,” I murmur, my voice edged with strain as my hips grind
against her.

She
makes no reply except the loud, desperate noises of imminent release. Her head
keeps lowering from the effort of holding it up, I can’t see her face. But I
want to watch when she comes.

Then
I smile, because I have an idea.