James and Katherine - Chapter 3.
James knew he had to act. Now. He had to keep the woman off-balance. If she used that voice or that body on him like that again he would cum in his pants, he just knew it. His hands still gripping her hair tight he walked her backwards towards the couch. Her eyes were on fire and the look she gave him was a pure challenge of lust. He threw her down and shoved one hand up between her thighs. She yelled out a guttural “Fuck!” as she realized what he was about to do. With one swift motion he pulled her already wet panties to one side and shoved two fingers mercilessly into her pussy. It was not his first time. He had had his fingers and his cock in half the graduating female class at his high school. Normally he would go slowly. Easing one finger in as the girl cooed gently and started getting wet. Not this time. This bitch was already soaking wet and the look in her eyes told him she liked it hard and rough. He pinned her down hard with one hand while the other thrust deep in and out of her sopping pussy. He had never known a woman to get this wet this fast and it only made him want to fuck her even harder.
Katherine threw her head back riding the intensity growing between her legs. Little Jimmy had surprised her. He was not the little boy playing tough that she had first thought. And the way he was pounding down into her, hitting every coiled knot of nerve endings inside her, his palm slapping against her swelling clit, he knew what he was doing. She practically screamed when she felt him hooking his fingertips just behind that little knot pulling and fucking her cunt hard and fast. She was pinned down under him, his strength surprising. He had taken control of her. Called her bluff. And now his pounding fingers were making her pay dearly for her mistake. His fingers had found just the right rhythm now and she could feel the intensity building. Just…a…few…more…
James thrust hard and deep feeling her pussy walls clenching around his fingers. He kept thrusting hooking his fingertips just behind that little bump up behind her clit. She screamed with a mixture of ecstasy and defiance as he forced orgasm
from her. Katherine thrashed as she came, her body wracked, her mind gone. His hand was drenched with her cunt spray and the couch was stained with the evidence of her orgasm. James looked down at her as she heaved in heavy breaths of air in an attempt to compose herself. Fuck but she was so goddamn hot. He needed to fuck. He needed to slam his cock deep into this bitch and fill her with his cum. It was a primeval need. A need to take her cunt. To dominate and possess her in the most primal way. His cock was engorged, straining against the front of his pants, a rude monster filled with terrible need. Roughly he flipped her over and tore her panties down her legs. Her ass was tanned and firm. Perfect. He had dreamed about that ass. About fucking it, pounding it until the bitch screamed for him. He pulled her hips up and freed his cock.
Katherine was face down, pressed hard into the couch. Her hips were raised high behind her as the young stud was making ready to fuck her. She knew what was coming. And she smiled. He was going to fuck her as savagely as he could and cum hard draining his balls, using up every last bit of his strength. All she had to do was ride out what was coming. Her heart was still pounding hard from what he had done with his fingers and she had yet to bring her breath under control. But she had been in worse positions. She marveled as both of her wrists fit into just one of his hands. His grip was firm. Painful. Exciting. She felt the tip of his cock pressing against the swell of her pussy lips. That delicious moment just before the first thrust.
And she knew she had him.