Kept Women: Two Fertile Submissive Stories (14 page)

He tapped his fist against her as he drove
into her repeatedly. He pressed hard against her walls, softening
her before he finally plunged deep and crooked his finger to stroke
her g-spot. At least she thought that was what he caressed that
stole her breath. Every once in a while he’d slip out, touch his
middle finger to his thumb and watch her cream stretch as he
widened the gap.

He looked at her with drunken lust,
hypnotized by the sight of her opening, wet with fertility.
Obviously he believed as she did that soaked pussies needed cum,
because he groaned about wanting to fuck her. Once again, Jane
hoped that he’d take as much care filling her pussy that she’d
orgasm from his constant and patient tapping to work as much semen
from his cock that he could.

Jane was desperate for sex, and she couldn’t
believe her heightened sexuality came solely from his teasing; her
fierce greed must stem from ovulating as well. Jane didn’t think
she was ready for a child, but that only excited her more. Daring
to take that risk made sex more thrilling. She wanted to be bad,
and for them be irresponsible together.

“I wish you signed the contract and I had
your consent in writing.”

“I don’t mind, you can.”

“I’ll cum in your ass until I know you’re
willing for me mark you as my own.”

“But you don’t want to get me pregnant? I
don’t mind. If I orgasm I could spontaneously release an egg. Don’t
you want that?”

“Jane, I told you this is punishment. If you
don’t want anal sex, that’s one thing…”

“No, I do!”

When he pulled his robe apart, and removed
himself from his silk pants, readying to penetrate her ass, she was
so frustrated she could scream. But one look at his stiff cock as
he stroked it gave her a mix of relief and eagerness for sex. His
shaft, though wider under the head than the tip and base, was
bigger than she anticipated. His cock was as intimidating as his
personality. He tugged the thickest part of his length, and kept
wetting himself with her excessive juice.

“I prefer that you to let me pleasure you on
my own. I don’t need help. I’m more than capable of fucking a
woman, but if I tell you not to move, you stop. Let me concentrate
on cumming without climaxing, because I want to ejaculate at least
twice.”

“That’s hot you can do that.”

He grinned, obviously glad she thought so.
He threw his head to the side, indication which direction she
wanted her to move after he said, “Roll onto your hip and lift a
leg.”

Once she followed his command, he lightly
brushed his cockhead along her cheeks. Her slick skin made his end
slip into the crease. In defiance she clinched, but there was no
need. He glided passed her ass, and once the end of his cock met
her wet pussy he groaned and ground his head against her virgin
opening. His maddening teasing continued as he pulled away; and
rubbed the end of his cock along her ass, between her cheeks, and
back to her opening. He repeatedly teased her; Jane was unsure if
he was fighting his need to cum in her pussy or if he was toying
with her before taking her ass. After a minute of stroking her
glistening folds and circling the entrance of her soaked hollow,
Jane arched to keep him there when he brought his tip closer to her
ass. And when he pressed against her, she never said a word that
she redirected him.

“I want me here, Jane,” he groaned, pushing
the end of his dick harder against her core. She hoped he’d stay
right where he was. He lowered her leg, resting it on his arm. Then
he leaned in with great strength, putting pressure on her soft
passage. They were so close she could practically feel his cock
penetrating, but he was simply too big to slip in easily. He
grabbed the base of his shaft, and tried burrowing into her pussy
with firm pumps. Her tight walls wouldn’t open for his girth.
Though it stung as he bore down against her sensitive skin, she
wanted more.

She craved that he’d enter her before
finding out he was taking her pussy, and cum in her; or if he knew
what she’d done, she wanted him in her before he changed his mind.
More than anything she wanted to be daring, and have adventurous
sex while fucking in the danger zone. He was an adventurous lover,
and she was quickly learning to love that.

“You want my cock here?” She locked her legs
around him, refusing to incriminate herself by answering. “Tell me
I own you, Jane.”

“You own me.”

“No, I want to hear that my cock owns
you.”

“Your cock owns me.”

“My cock owns your pussy.”

“Your cock owns my pussy, Mr. Callaway.”

He grabbed her ass, pulling her cheek upward
to look between her legs. All the hopes he’d mistakenly slip into
her pussy were dashed, but not all hope was lost. Apparently he’d
known what she’d done; an experienced man would know which hole he
prodded.

She knew without a doubt he saw his girth
poised at her wet entrance, but nevertheless, he rode her leg,
deliciously and relentlessly drumming his dick against her pussy
with firmer and firmer pumps. He was going to cum in her pussy, and
she creamed with relief.

“Since you didn’t sign the contract, I wear
a condom.”

She wanted to scream. He was fighting her
every step of the way. It was maddening.

When he stopped stroking to go get one, she
clinched her legs around him tighter. Then she said the first thing
that came to mind. “Maybe later?”

He smiled, and she knew better than to think
she’d tricked him. “Tell me when you want one, okay?” She nodded,
but they knew she would never ask.

“And you know I’m not taking your ass,
right?”

“No, you’re taking my virginity.”

He gently held his dick against her wet
tunnel. Slowly he added pressure. Being a tight virgin, her core
stubbornly refused his thick cock. She wanted him inside her
desperately; he finally pushed against her forcefully until his
round end burrowed in, stretching her hymen. It burned like hell
and the pressure was intense, but Jane was determined. She wanted
him deep. Refusing to cry out, she bit her bottom lip as she
winced.

Mr. Callaway stopped forcing himself in, and
even let her core squeeze out the part of his crown he managed
inside. “You’re tight. Am I hurting you?”

“No,” she lied, and his tight smile
expressed his disbelief. “Okay, yes, you’re really thick, but…I
want this.”

Satisfied, he pushed against her opening,
bearing down. He pumped into her, stretching her opening with slow
precision, plunging deeper until her tight walls eventually eased
and swallowed his plump head. From there, every sway tugged her wet
walls, spreading her wider. His girth stroked every crevice, and
she swore she’d climax before he reached her depths. Mr. Callaway
took his time, sinking deeper. The thickness and slow caresses
soothed her aching, but right when she let out a loud cry, he
shoved deep and pinned his shaft to her back wall with a firm
smack. She whimpered and shook, and couldn’t answer him when he
said, “Don’t cum, Jane. This isn’t for you. You’re not close, are
you?”

He must have sensed her pussy squeeze his
cock because he slipped halfway out, and stroked his base.

“What are you doing?” she asked in a panic,
hoping he wouldn’t cum multiple times by jacking off.

“I going to cum,” he said, and the words
inflamed her. She wished she could reach down and stroke his cock
to make him shoot his sperm inside her. Mr. Callaway squeezed her
hip, ran his hand along her body, and took in the sight of her
trapped; while he worked his fist up and down the few exposed
inches of his dick. “Relax, and try to stop clinching my cock. I
don’t want to bruise you.”

He rocked into her for a moment, and then
went back to stroking himself. And after a few minutes of him
alternating, she was glad he stretched her slowly. The pain
subsided, and he was pumping pre-cum into her until their juices
made his thrusts slick.

He lifted her cheek, watching his hand slide
up and down his shaft, his head buried in her pussy. She whimpered
when he swung his girth into her, and pouted when he only jerked
the base. Instantly she missed the amazing tugs every time he
stopped. Slowly, he pumped more often than using his hand, and soon
he was easing his impressively wide, long cock into her. Once
again, the stinging returned, but the caressing sensation made the
burning worth it.

Like sudden and brief climaxes, his taps to
her cervix sent bursts of pleasure down her legs. She moaned to the
rhythm of his drumming that became faster and fiercer with each
firm knock. Though he was huge, she clinched around his cock
because the pleasure was too tempting.

He withdrew his entire length and then
rammed back into her depths. He threw her body toward the
headboard; the cuffs loosened and tightened with each lunge. She
loved how he had her tied up to do as he pleased, and he fucked her
like he had every intention of going until he was satisfied. She
hoped he finished with an uncontrollable need to fill her with his
seed.

Their minds must have been linked, both
thinking about their unprotected sex, because he sped up, dropping
his hips faster and pounding harder. She burned with need for his
sperm, and shouted, “MORE!”

He was driving into her so hard; the massive
bed shook with his thrusts. He was pummeling her with everything he
had; leaning into her leg and ramming his cock against her with
delicious force. He pushed her to the limit, and made her take
more. His thickness kneaded her walls with every stroke, and the
incredible pleasure sent her into shaking fits.

“YES!”

Making the cuffs her anchor, she strained to
keep the chain tight. The rough chafing to her wrists ached like
her pussy that kept taking delicious blow after blow from his thick
cock.

He pushed against her harder, bringing her
foot to his shoulder; with the slight shift, he had her spread
wider and slammed into her with deep, constant taps. His powerful
knocks both prevented her from climaxing and built-up her pleasure.
The fixation for his semen to fill her only multiplied as he fucked
her hard. Every punch forward she wished he’d lose control and
ejaculate hard before he had a chance to pull out.

Pushing her limits, he pinned one leg high,
making her do the splits, and he rode her hard as if he’d do
anything to give her what she wanted.

“I LOVE IT! MORE! I WANT MORE!”

His previous statement blared in her mind,
she could think of nothing else. His cock owned her. Jane would do
anything to feel his cock rule her by pounding her pussy, making it
submit to his powerful pummeling. Inwardly, she muttered dirty
words, begging his dick to take as much as he wanted.

He was incredible, fucking her hard and long
with no sign of stopping. Their sex was so lubricated with their
juice the swashing was loud. She sensed he didn’t want to stop
until he added sticky seed to their cream. Pretending he was
fucking her in his own cum; Jane whimpered and writhed about to
peak.

“I’m going to cum,” he growled. Though his
words made her hot and shake more violently, he didn’t stop.

“DON’T PULL OUT! NOT YET!” She screamed, and
Jane was sure she wouldn’t stop pleading until he couldn’t handle
it any longer and finished in her. She’d demand his cum, and added,
“FUCK ME HARDER!”

“I going to cum, Jane.” There was no
reluctance in his voice. Ejaculating in her was exactly what she
wanted, and knowing it sent tingles through her body.

He searched for a hint she wanted more as he
drove into her. Daringly they prolonged the moment he’d pull out;
he kept pumping into her fertile passage. Every stroke into her
could be the overwhelming tug that made him ejaculate, and both
knew it. Each plunge excited Jane to the fullest. Clearly he had
the carnal drive to recklessly, impulsively fill her; he kept
asking her if he should pull out. “Should I take your ass, Jane? I
need to know right now!”

“NOT YET! FUCK MY PUSSY! PLEASE! IT FEELS SO
GOOD!”

“JANE!” He strained to hold back, though she
wished he wouldn’t. Thankfully he kept his amazing stride, striking
her depths with his glorious stiff cock.

“KEEP GOING! PLEASE JUST A SECOND LONGER!”
She wrapped her legs around him and lifted off the bed to fuck his
shaft. She refused to let him slow. She stroked him to work his
seed out of his cock.

He pounded her into the bed, nailing her
with dominance, wanting no help from her. He expected her to lie
there, and so she did. He rammed into her wet pussy, his throbbing
cock slammed against her depths powerfully. They both shook to the
sway of his thrusts. On the next thrilling strike, she shook
uncontrollably as she climaxed suddenly. Her toes curled as
pleasure rushed from the point he pounded, down her body.

“I’M GOING TO CUM!”

“NOT YET,” she begged, but she squeezed his
cock hoping the slightest shift would make him ejaculate hard. The
thought of him filling her with semen made her scream. She wanted
his dangerous seed. If he got her pregnant the first time, she
didn’t care; all she wanted was hot sperm. The moment she felt his
cock twitch, their carnal fucking made her peak higher. She
violently shook while his cock pulsated. She felt his sperm jet
inside so powerfully she thought it blasted inside her womb.

“I’M CUMMING, JANE!”

“MORE!” She refused to let him pull out.
“PLEASE GIVE ME MORE!”

“I’M CUMMING!”

He hammered into her, ramming his bell end
into her like never before; as if he was packing his seed to the
very back, ensuring their effectiveness. “TAKE MY SEED!” He growled
loudly like a feral man in heat. They thought of nothing else
except his milky juice filling her. Sex was clearly meant to be
experienced with lust, risking pregnancy, because the act was
hotter; he wildly groped her breasts like they already had milk,
and her body screamed for his cum with an overwhelming craving she
couldn’t escape.