JAMES AND KATHERINE - CHAPTER 32
Katherine
sat at a cocktail table in the hotel’s main lounge sipping a dry vodka martini. The room
had just been re-decorated with plush white leather seating and a bar lit with
up soft blue LED lights which made the crystal and glass sparkle magically. The
patrons, all well-heeled, vied with each other to appear high-class and refined
as they awaited the opportunity to see naked people fucking on television
screens.
For the week of the competition the cocktail room had been closed to the general public but still every seat in the house seemed to be taken. A dozen closed circuit televisions had been installed and on each one could see hotel bedrooms, beautifully appointed, and ready to be used. Laura was speaking excitedly with the Shaws as well as her new friends and fellow competitors. Laura glittered as magically as the room, her smile infectious. Her laughter honest and captivating.
Katherine was nauseous.
Last evening she had watched, glass in hand, as James had fucked another woman. As another woman had taken him into her body and made him cum. Watched as he let loose with all his strength and power as he plowed his seed into another woman. She had remained in front of the screen watching while Laura and everyone else at the table were celebrating raucously James’ first win, watching that bitch fall asleep smiling with her man’s seed buried inside of her.
And tonight, it was going to happen again. She was going to sit here smiling as her man shoved his cock into some heated bitch and fucked her. She knew it was not personal. James has returned to her last night flush with his first victory and fell asleep as he always did, wrapped around her whispering how deeply he was in love with her. She quickly wiped away a quiet tear as she thought about how deeply she was in love with him. More and more each day. Then she ordered another Cosmopolitan.
“Mom, look! There’s James. They’re about to start! Come look!”
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Lin Tan Gundersson was adopted at the age of four from a small orphanage in South Korea. Her new father was an American Army serjeant who fell in love with the little girl and brought her home to his family when he was reassigned home. She was loved and raised as one of their own. However, being the smallest of the clan and having two Nordic sisters that towered over her, she grew up to be very competitive and very aggressive. Very aggressive.
This was not lost on James as the woman climbed on top of him and took control of the fight from the start. He found himself forced to take the Lord’s name in vain several times as she sank her spreading lips down along his length. She could not take all of it, which was a blessing, but what she did take was caught in the tightest pussy he had ever felt in his life. Ragged groans escaped him with each breath as she squeezed hard along his shaft, pulling up and circling his head just inside her dripping lips. It was difficult enough to breath with both her hands on his throat, leaning into him as she rode his hips violently. James tried to take control. He was twice her size for Pete’s sake! But every time he grabbed
her or tried to flip her over she just drove down, clenching hard, and sending that thought flying from his mind in a surge of pleasure. Katherine had trained him well to resist this kind of attack but he could never win staying on the defensive and with her leaning hard on his neck, she was draining his energy along with his oxygen. He lay there trapped as she gripped him tight, dragging out his will, the walls of her demanding cunt pulsing with heat. The feeling was incredible. Inescapable.
The more they fucked the wetter she got. The wetter she got the more of his cock she could force into her grasping pussy. James was honestly wondering where the fuck she was putting it all as she rode him harder and harder, her long black hair slicing across his face and chest. James was straining to hold back now. His cock was under siege and he knew that eventually he would have to give in. Clenching his teeth, he tried thinking of anything to distract himself from the woman thrashing up and down, torturing his cock with the world’s tightest fucking cunt. Football stats, dead cats, remembering to buy a new skillet after Katherine’s last disastrous attempt at fried chicken. Anything to save himself from the loss he was about to suffer.
An hour went by. His hips and legs were numb by now with the constant slapping of their thighs. His grunts by now were more from pain than pleasure. James tried one last time to flip her, to get her off him, for one moment of relief from the endless fucking. He gripped her hips and tried to lift her enough to roll her under him, but she just slammed down again and crushed him in that vice of a cunt. This time he knew it was coming and even though he was forced back down he was able to fight his way back from orgasm with only a single “Fuck!” escaping his lungs.
But he was not the only one.
Lin Tan screamed as she gushed hot juices along his thighs. She had been pounding his cock, squeezing with all her might, on the offensive for over an hour. The bastard refused to cum! What the fuck was he made of!?? Her last opponent had turned blue and blasted his load into her within fifteen minutes as she bore down on him. This bastard’s cock was thick, stretching her wider the deeper she took him. And she had taken him so goddamned deep! She could feel the head of his cock pounding into her fucking womb now. She closed her eyes tight and kept on working him. She could not stop now. She had to stay in control. Why won’t the bastard cum?! She rode him harder now - Fuck! - deeper. Sweat poured off her breasts and along her back and she nearly blacked out from the effort. Her hands around his throat bereft of strength now simply struggling to hold her up. But he was on the ropes, she could feel it. She heard him gasping, moaning, grunting with every slapping thrust of her burning thighs. Impossibly he reached out, grabbing her waist again, trying to force her over. She slammed down his cock desperately, feeling that huge thing tearing past her cervix, spearing her insides as it tore her open. She squeezed with all her remaining strength, screaming as she almost doubled over from the effort. She was gushing freely now, her thighs thick with sticky juices. But that only meant that he could fuck her deeper and deeper and deeper. She shuddered screaming again as she felt the head of his cock plow into her. She was leaning too far forward now and her clit was feeling every thrust. It was too fucking much! She tried pushing off, straightening up, removing her swollen and pulsing clit from danger. But they had been fucking hard for over an hour and their bodies were slick with sweat. She slipped and collapsed on her side. Her eyes shot open to saucers in fear as she realized what had happened. She felt his arm slide across her shoulders as he took her from behind.
She fell across the bed, slipping off his chest, looking nearly unconscious. He had done it, he had held out long enough and now the bitch was exhausted by her efforts. For a moment, he thought about resting. Just a moment to get his aching cock back under control. But that would give her a chance to
rest as well and he could not afford that. If she got back on top of him he would be finished. Instead James wrapped his arms around her and plunged in. This time he was in control. He brought every weapon into play, just like Katherine said.
Brushing her hair back James took her earlobe between his teeth and bit down hard. It was a statement of domination and he could not help but notice how her back arched sharply as she moaned and cursed. He wrapped one arm around her chest and plunged in hard, the new angle pounding his cock-head into the back of her clit. He reached around with his other hand, spreading the tender hood around her clit, making sure she felt every thrust of his vengeful cock.
“I’m going to fuck the living shit out of you now, bitch.” Ugnh! “You can feel it, can’t you? CAN’T YOU?” FuckShit! ….James slammed his cock in hard, feeling it as his aching balls slapped into her clit with each thrust. His cock was still on the edge, he could feel the urge inside him growing stronger, but at least now she was feeling it too. “Cum for me!”
With that he squeezed his fingers around her clit and pounded in as hard as he could. He had to stop a moment to regain control as he felt drops of pre-cum escaping, pressing them into her clit as she dug her nails into his forearm. She was shivering too now, battling to hold back her own orgasm. She was trying to clench down on him but was having trouble timing his thrusts. She bit down on her lip as she flung her head back, her over-heated cunt gushing a river of juices across his balls.
“Cum for my pussy, Fucker …. can feel your cock … gonna … cum … for … me.” Her voice quivered and shook along with her body. Her legs were quivering along his own. As close as his cock was to blowing she was teetering on the edge but too much of a fighter to simply surrender. He cursed her even as he admired her. He steadied his voice and tried one more time.
“I’m going to cum for you. Deep inside that cumming cunt of yours. You want it don’t you Want to feel me fuck my cum up inside you? Cum for me, take my load with that cumming cunt.”
And with that he stopped moving, spreading her pussy-lips wide with his fingers and just stopped dead. Lin Tan shuddered, squirmed, trying to find his cock, fill herself with his meat again, moaning pitifully as he held it back from her. Fuck, she was practically crying now.
“Fuck me …give me your cock ….fuck me …..c’mon ….what are you fucking awaiting for?” she meweled.
He wanted to fuck her. Damn but he wanted to fuck her. He grit his teeth hard and let her feel his hot breath along her ear. “You. Waiting for you to cum for me. Make me fuck you. Make me fill you with hot cum. Feel it inside you. You want it, don’t you? Cum for me and take it.”
“N…n…nnooo…..nooooo …please…..”
“I SAID CUM FOR ME!” James thrust his cock hard and deep, thrusting right into the back of her clit and giving her every last inch. The head of his cock crushed her cervix and opened her womb. Her eyes exploded as she shuddered and came violently in his arms, her cunt spraying juices across the hotel room. She came and came and came, at last falling limp in his arms. The sheets were soaked with sweat and pussy-juice as James rose from the bed and unsteadily walked over to the chair that had so patiently held his clothes.
From the bed came her meek voice, almost pleading. “Wait. Your cum. Please. On my face. Anywhere. Please? Need it.”
James looked at her, laying across the bed timid, embarrassed by her request. He felt like he was kicking a starving kitten but ….
“I’m sorry, but …. it belongs to someone else.” And with that he walked out of the room …
And off camera.
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Laura jumped from the table, cheering as James rose left the room, once again triumphant. Katherine was on the edge of her seat, her own pussy leaking juices in a river. She sat there still and embarrassed to even move lest others instantly know how aroused she had become watching her man fucking that bitch to death. But she had only been able to breathe once she realized that he had not cum. His seed was safe. Still hers. She had almost started weeping there at the stable, disguising tears of confusion as tears of joy.
James’ was the last of the fights that night and the whole room was on their feet applauding and listening to the announcements. Katherine was the only one sitting, playing with her untouched drink as she breathed her relief. She closed her eyes and smiled knowing just how pent-up James would be when he returned to their room tonight. Oh, but first a very long and very hot shower to cleanse the smell of whore off his body. Katherine wondered what came over her. After all, this was all her own idea, wasn’t it? Wasn’t it?
That’s when she noticed the other woman still sitting there in the lounge. Sitting and watching the screens intently and biting her bottom lip. It took a moment for Katherine to focus through fading tears but there was no mistaking the girl’s identity. No mistaking her long dark hair and slim figure; her round too-young face. James’ last fight. Brooke-something. As if sensing Katherine’s stare the young woman turned towards her. And smiled.
A wonderful sexfight battle!!!