Page 5 of H Is for Hardcore

She just might make it very memorable.

Lynn pressed the tip of the cock to my tight asshole. She began to push. I felt my sphincter open up a little and it felt good at first, but then it began to burn. I clenched the pillow and buried my face in it so that I wouldn’t tell her to stop. Lynn stroked my back gently. “Push back against me,” she said. “It makes it easier.”

I was sure she knew what she was talking about. I had fucked her ass enough. I bore down as if I were trying to push her out. To my surprise, she slid in farther. The burning was more of a sting now, and I knew that was the feeling of her stretching me to take her cock.

“I’m going to take you,” she whispered, and then she thrust forward. I felt the head of her cock pop through the rosebud of my ass. I cried out and my cock jerked. I needed to come so badly but I couldn’t, not with that tight ring around my shaft. The burning sensation intensified as Lynn put her weight behind her cock and slid it halfway in. She got down on her knees and braced herself behind me.

“Does my big bad bodyguard like taking it up the ass?” she taunted.

“Yes…don’t stop, Lynn. Don’t stop!”

Then she started to fuck me. She slid all the way in and then pulled almost all the way out. It stung like fire, but it felt incredibly good. Her thrusts pushed me down on the pillow, and I lay my head against them while she plowed into me from behind. My balls swayed with every plunge. My cock throbbed. I felt her cock rubbing deep inside my ass. One thrust sent jolts of pleasure though my body.

“God, I need to come!” I moaned. Lynn chuckled at me.

“I’m going to ream you out until I come first,” she said. “You should see your pretty little ass, all open and begging for this cock. It looks so good disappearing in there. Does it hurt?”

Lynn went at me harder then, and I couldn’t have answered her if I wanted to.

After a few minutes she slowed slightly, then reached down and stroked my dick. The need to come was starting to get painful. Lynn leaned over and whispered in my ear that she was going to fuck me as hard as she wanted and she was going to come while she did it. Then she was going to release the cock ring and make me come all over the bed while she plundered my ass.

“But you have to beg me,” she said.

So I started to beg. “Please, Lynn. Please fuck me as hard as you want. Come while you do it. Come, baby, please come. I’ll do anything you want, just come and then let me come too. Please, please…”

Lynn slid in and out a few times, nice long strokes that got me ready for what was going to happen next. Then she thrust in hard. She grunted with the effort. I cried out loud and clenched the pillow. I was begging her to let me come. I was begging her to fuck me harder. Then Lynn plunged deep and let out that cry I knew so well, that cry that said she was coming, and coming hard.

I wished I could see her face while she did it, but more than that I wanted some relief of my own. I wanted to come while that cock sawed in and out of my ass. Lynn rode out her orgasm, pushing a little with her hips to get that cock as deep into me as it would go. Then she leaned over and caressed my balls.

“You want to come, baby?”

“Yes, please!” I was almost delirious with the need. She rubbed my cock. I felt her fingertips on the snaps of the ring and suddenly I couldn’t breathe.

Lynn smacked my ass. I yelped. She pulled halfway out and then thrust in deep. Finally, she pulled on the snaps and that cock ring gave way. The long-denied orgasm seemed to start in the middle of my spine and drive itself out through the tip of my cock. I came so hard, it hurt. My whole body shook. I said things but I’m not sure what they were. I was incoherent, basking in pleasure. I heard Lynn laugh from above and behind me, and she was still plugging away at my ass, somehow making the orgasm last even longer. I shot jet after jet of sticky semen onto the sheets.

Lynn thrust into me one more time, then slowly pulled out. I collapsed onto the bed, smearing my belly with the come I had just left there. I hardly noticed. My ass burned and throbbed with every beat of my heart. I had the very distant thought that if anyone chose to attack Lynn right now, right here in this bedroom, they could just have at it. Some bodyguard I was. I was too drained to move.

Lynn curled up beside me and stroked my back. Her fingertips traced warm trails from my shoulder to my hip and back up again. I closed my eyes.

“You liked that,” she said. It was not a question. I grinned against her shoulder.

“I’m glad you found those magazines,” I admitted.

She snuggled up closer and pulled a blanket over us. She was almost asleep when she spoke again, and from her voice I could tell she was smiling.

“You’re just as good a lover as you are a bodyguard.”

I chuckled. “I’m just here to protect and serve.”

RADCLYFFE

SWEET NO MORE

HAVING SECOND THOUGHTS?”

“No,” I told Phil, my best friend from work, for the tenth time.

“Okay, then.” He said something I couldn’t hear to the bouncer on the door and then motioned me inside. We paid our cover at a window in a closet-sized vestibule, and Phil pushed aside the black vinyl curtain blocking the entrance to the club. “Have fun.”