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I take her rear in both hands as she grabs a
hold of some of the branches, more apples clonking to the ground,
and begin my assault.

At first I was gentle with her in our love
making when we first met, but after a period where she would not
return my phone calls I realized that hard is best in keeping an
older woman. Her body is not as sensitive as a younger, less
stretched and untrained younger woman might be. In this case it is
a wide hole I find under my dick, but that is fine as well. I'm not
a small man and I prefer someone who wouldn't complain if I want to
really hurt her pussy in our play.

Mrs. Column continues her moaning. I reach
around and stick my fingers into her mouth to dull the sound and
enjoy the soft smooth feel of her saliva on my fingertips as she
suckles them as I fuck her rear.

Harder. Harder. Harder.

Always I want
harder
with Mrs.
Columns.

An older woman.

One like this.

She can take a lot of pounding and today is
no exception.

I ram into her so strongly the the tree
shakes violently. She can barely stand, but I hold back nothing.
200 strokes or more later, her pussy clenches, ejects me and
squirts a faint semen colored juice from the hole. This is not her
squirting, but my cum being pushed out. It was only yesterday that
I filled her womanhood up and now she is rejecting that sperm? I
will have to do something about that.

Forcing myself back in, I take that softness
as her back arches and her legs tense and her words beg for me to
finish inside.

It is not long before I do. My juices pour
into her womb once more and take their rightful place in her
vagina. The seat of my power over her has been regained. I would
prefer it no other way.

“Apple?” she asks after her breath has
recovered.

I pick up one of the dozens that have fallen
from the tree and hand her another.

We take a bite.

“Sweet as sex on a warm sunny day.”

Mrs. Column smirks at me.

“Sweeter.”

DOUBLE BACK:
Two To
Rear

Sophie Sin's Classics
#2

This is a part of Sophie
Sin's Classics and, therefore, one of Sophie's older
books.

Sarah looked into the mirror admiring how
the light glimmered off the glittery foundation that covered her
entire body giving the illusion that her skin glowed more than a
girl in her early 20s should. She brought her hands around her
firm, muscular belly to run up to her rounded mounds.

Her nipples were already peaked thinking
about what she was getting paid to do for the next 24 hours. Rick
and Tim were her favorite customers. They paid big, $5000 each big,
to enjoy her services unprotected and illicit for the evening. The
money was going to pay the rent for a very long time once they got
finished fucking her brains out.

That was what she really, really loved about
those two. These weren’t fly by night pinheads who cruised Thailand
for the type of sex she offered. These were all American sex
machines that only dipped their wicks when the quality of the
pudding was at the highest standard.

She reached down and gave herself a little
twirl. Already her clit was standing on end and burning red with
blood. It was hard not to touch herself on a Rick and Tim night.
This was her 12th time enjoying the gentlemen’s attention and she
had high hopes. Good quality sex was only a half hour away.

She’d been slumming a bit lately with clean,
but low quality men that paid well, didn’t have any diseases as far
as the checks went, but didn’t know how to stir a girl up inside.
She had waited through all the trash and now she was returning to
the Garden of Eden to feast on the apples, or in the case of these
two: A double cream pie wherever they wanted to put it.

She put on her bra and panties, ensuring
that everything was perfect and that not a lock of her golden brown
hair was out of place. She looked like a super model and that was
what the boys paid for. Quality was all about appearance… she
rubbed herself again… and a tight twat.

*****

The car picked her up at the appointed time.
The agency was always on time. They took 30% of her pay for the
pleasure of setting up the meets and making sure everyone was
clean. Sarah was on the ‘special’ list, which meant she only
fulfilled special needs, for special men, in the places of their
choice.

Unprotected sex was dangerous, but she
figured that if she was a regular whore working the block then she
would have caught much worse. The men she were with didn’t usually
slum low enough to catch anything and there were checks. She would
be safe.

They pulled up outside of one of Rick’s
‘city homes’. The man had so much money that he no longer had to
work if he wished. He had once told her the sum. It had enough
zeros to make him a prize catch for any girl with the smarts to
pull him in.

She smiled again. She didn’t want to marry
him. She was here for his cock.

She got out and walked up the stairs. Her
heels weren’t really made for steps, so she wobbled about
drunkenly.

The door opened at the top and Rick stood in
all his glory waiting for her. 6ft of raw male muscle: The man
spent all his time fucking and working out. He was a stallion among
draft horses. She felt a warm tingle surging up through her feet
towards her groin. He had that affect on her.

“You look sexy,” he said looking her hard in
the eyes.

She went a little weak in the knees looking
into those brown eyes. He was a real man, not some half-ass little
boy pretending she was a pony in need of riding. He was going to
shake and bake her vagina violently.

She stepped inside and found Tim standing at
the top of the stairs. If Rick was all masculine power, Tim was
wily sexiness. He was almost beautiful enough to be a woman.

Sarah was thankful that he wasn’t. She could
see the outline of his 9inch jack hammer through his pants, which
was thick enough to make only the biggest of condoms usable.

He strolled down stairs and kissed her on
the lips. Rick came up behind her and started fiddling with her
dress.

“Here?” she asked.

Rick smiled and dropped the dress to the
floor. She stepped out of it and spread her legs wide.

Tim got down on his knees and dropped her
panties down to her knees. His 9inch cock was big, but the man also
had one of the most phenomenal tongues she had ever come across on
the block or off. He was a pro in every way shape and form.

Rick dropped her bra to the floor and came
around to settle in on her breasts. She watched his eyes take in
the view. It always made her worry a little when he looked at them.
Her breasts where big, but Rick had a strong tit fetish. Was he
seeing something mediocre or was he satisfied?

He cupped them with his powerful hands. His
strength and technique were perfect. Just with this little massage,
the feeling in her crouch as Tim went to work taking her to seventh
heaven increased sevenfold. He was a master.

Tim rotated his tongue around her clit
slowly. She could feel him considering his approach with that firm
tongue of his. She was hoping for a bit of a release, but drawing
it out was also quite nice. She was undecided about, which option
suited her best. To cum or not to cum?

He went for the direct approach and stuck
three fingers in. She always made sure that she was stretched and
ready. It had been awhile since one or even two fingers were enough
to sate her thirsty crack. Tim knew she would want the whole hand
by the end of tonight.

He inserted and began the inward outward
movement that made her oh so happy that she had gotten these two
men tonight. He worked her, twisting, turning, screwing her
puss.

Sarah groaned and came forward against
Rick’s firm sexy arms. He pushed her up and brought his mouth to
hers. Their tongues went around and around as Tim’s fingers went
around and around below. She was spinning in a soup pot of happy
feelings.

Rick laid off and Tim brought his fingers
up. He put them in her mouth and she cleaned them eagerly. Her
juices tasted musty. She had always liked the taste of her girl
flavor, as strange as it seemed to her that that was the case.

Rick licked her face, cleaning the remaining
juice from her lips, and went around back. There was another area
that needed cleaning before the action could begin and that was her
ass.

He opened it wide and Tim came around to
admire the sweet little button hole that she had made certain was
perfect.

“You stretched properly?”

Sarah moaned in hunger and reached between
her legs to put four fingers in her ass. It was lubed, ready and
dying to have a cock or two stuffed in there.

Rick grinned and brought his tongue to her
asshole. He searched inside and Tim came around to fulfill her
double penetration dreams with his tongue and Rick’s entering and
exiting her holes with a wildness that sent her to the moon.

Tim stood up and unzipped his pants and let
it out. She cried out in joy seeing his perfectly formed piece. It
was long and fleshy pink with a slightly smaller knob at the end.
He had a spear in his pants that could impale in the nicest of
ways.

Rick smiled and nibbled on her ear. She knew
he would make her wait if she didn’t force him to show her
early.

She came around and unbuckled his belt. The
top button came undone and she let her hand slip inside. It was
warm and huge. Tim was long, but the might of Rick’s penis was
undisputed. He was packing heavy weight and it was rock solid.

Sarah brought it out and let it sit there in
the air. Rick’s dick was always super hard. She had had it in her
pussy, and everywhere else a number of times, but it always got to
her. This guy was so hard it was like fucking a slab of
concrete.

Not that she was complaining. Neither of
them were limped dicked and she wasn’t one for the garden variety
cock anyway. She liked hard - hard broke her up nicely.

Tim came around and tested her opening a
bit. She waited hoping that he would stick it in.

He gave her an inch, no more. She cried out
in frustration and they laughed. They knew that she would be
desperate for a piece of man meat. However, they were not in a
rush.

Rick brought her tits to his cock and opened
the crevice. She welcomed him inside the comfortable confines of
her breast pussy. He would want her service to be perfect. She was
going to need to concentrate.

Tim leaned up against the stairs playing
with his balls and watching. He would have his turn with her. Now
was the time to enjoy the view.

She edge up and down at a slow but sure
pace. Rick groaned as her soft tits created a sensation that she
could only imagine as being quite pleasurable for a man.

He groaned even louder when she brought one
hand around to trap her breasts while her other hand came under to
tickle his balls. This was the benefit of being big, but not too
big. Reaching around was possible and she used it to her advantage
in this awkward, but effective position.

Rick stiffened. It was coming – this was one
of his tells. She looked up at him. He shook his head and took his
cock away. There would be no shower just yet. They had paid for a
cream pie and, although they could still have it if he came here,
there would be less volume; they would all be disappointed with a
less than perfect fill.

Tim beckoned. She crawled to him on her
hands and knees as Rick went to grab a glass of wine from the
decanter near the door.

He spread his legs wide and lifted his balls
to invite her to his favorite place. She went down willingly on his
ass, licking and cleaning it with her tongue.

Rick smiled and came over to press her head
in deeply. She could taste the soapy flavor of Tim’s soap of
choice. It mixed in well with the flavor of his ass.

Rick lifted up Sarah’s ass into the air. He
positioned his cock so that it was just outside of her vagina.

She reached back with both hands and spread
her cheeks as wide as she could. It was painful, but a whore needed
to service her customers right.

He entered. There was a moment where her
eyes were screwed up tight. She could feel that steel breaking her.
It was too big and hard. She wasn’t going to be able to take
it.

This was always the fear that she went
through each and every time that Rick put himself in her. She was
an able, flexible whore, but this man was tough. His dick was like
a hard block of polished mahogany going in. It was beautiful to
look at and see, but when you tried to jam it in your vagina, you
soon found out how hard that mother fucker was.

He got it in all the way. She could have
stopped right there, but that wouldn’t have been enough for a girl
like her. Tim was still waiting for her to complete his tidying.
She couldn’t allow him to go unsatisfied.

“Fuck,” Tim groaned as she set to his ass
with a vengeance, “You fucking inspired her.”

Rick slapped her on the ass and bucked. Her
eyes went wide. She felt it bump up back. The man was pushing her
limits.

Tim got up and came around front. He took
his cock and put it to her mouth.

“Suck my dick.”

She opened her mouth and slid his penis all
the way to the end of her throat and back. It didn’t really go all
the way in however. During one particular heated session they had
tried to reach the base of his cock. It was just not possible. Her
throat just wasn’t long enough and his cock was too hard.

He groaned and gripped the sides of her
head. She kept it in at her deepest point for as long as she could
before choking it all the way out. Tim’s dick glistened sexily in
the light. She loved seeing that spear of orgasmic justice covered
like this.