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Pen Pal(63)

Author:J.T. Geissinger

Whimpering, I claw at the trunk. Rough bark scrapes my breasts and stomach. My ass jiggles with every strike of his hand, flooding my pussy with shockwaves of pleasure.

The spanking stops abruptly when Aidan thrusts his hand between my legs.

His mouth pressed to my ear, he says, “Ooh, soaking wet. You need me to fuck this pretty wet cunt nice and hard, don’t you, bunny?”

I sob.

“Yes, you do. I know you do. And you know how much I want to.”

He shoves two fingers inside me and finger fucks me from behind as I squeal and struggle.

“Ah, God, baby, you’re fucking perfection. My dick is so hard for you. I need to come deep inside this perfect pussy while you scream my name.”

He pulls his fingers out of me and slides them all around, spreading my wetness. He tweaks my engorged clit, making me yelp, then spins me around and pushes me back against the tree trunk.

He thrusts his slick fingers into my mouth.

“Taste yourself, bunny. Lick all that sweet honey off.”

He bends down to suck on my rigid nipple as I obey his command, my eyes rolling back in my head.

He pulls my jeans roughly down my thighs. Without taking them all the way off, he throws me over his shoulder and starts walking, his arm wound around my waist, one hand spread over the back of my thigh, his fingers digging possessively into my flesh.

I kick and struggle, but my jeans restrict the movement of my legs. He’s hobbled me.

When I shout in frustration, Aidan laughs and slaps me on the ass.

“Here,” he says, stopping. “This looks like a good place for my bunny to take her master’s dick.”

He drops me on my feet onto a soft patch of earth, then pushes me down until I’m on my back. Straddling my hips, he grabs my forearms. I swing wildly at him, struggling for release.

“No, bunny,” he breathes, eyes wild with need. “Stop fighting me now. Time to get fucked.”

“Argh!”

I refuse to stop. Obviously enjoying himself, Aidan allows me to wrestle him for a few moments before he yanks off my shoes and pulls my jeans from my ankles. When I’m completely naked, he flips me onto my stomach and drags me up to my knees.

The ripe, damp smell of the earth fills my nostrils. A cool breeze washes over me, forming goosebumps all over my bare skin. Far overhead, birds sing and leaves whisper in the boughs of the trees.

Seeing me nude and helpless with bits of forest floor clinging to my breasts, belly, back, and bottom excites Aidan so much, he’s panting.

“Look at you all covered in dirt. My sweet, filthy girl.”

He spanks me several times, forcing me to balance on my elbows so I don’t topple over sideways. Then he fondles my exposed pussy, pinching and stroking it as my stinging ass throbs with heat.

He groans. “You’re so wet, baby. God, you’re so fucking wet, it’s all over your thighs. My pretty little slut is so ready for me.”

His voice is gruff and exultant, filled with lust and triumph. He sounds as if he’s hanging on the last thread of restraint, and as soon as he lets go of it, an animal he normally keeps tightly bound will be unleashed.

I’m about to be devoured, and we both know it.

Head hanging down and eyes closed, I moan.

Through gritted teeth, Aidan orders, “Beg me to fuck you now, Kayla.”

I whisper, “Please, master. Please fuck me.”

I hear the sound of a zipper being torn open, then the crown of Aidan’s hard cock nudges my entrance. He grabs me by my waist and shoves his erection deep inside me. When I cry out in pleasure, he starts to thrust his hips, driving into me over and over again.

“Aidan! Aidan!”

“Tell me you’re mine.”

“Yes! I’m yours!”

“Tell me you love my cock.”

“I love it!”

My cries echo off the trees. He reaches under me and palms one of my swinging breasts, squeezing it roughly then pulling on the nipple. It feels so good, I moan again.

“Dirty little bunny,” he growls hotly. “You can’t get enough of your master’s hard cock. You want my cum, too, don’t you, dirty girl? You need your master to fill you up until you’re dripping with it.”

My arms give out. I fall forward. My cheek scrapes the damp ground as Aidan fucks me from behind, fully clothed and in control of every part of me.

His laugh is dark and pleased. “Yes, good girl, you take it like a sweet little cum slut should. Look at that plump pink pussy, stuffed with her master’s fat cock. I’m stretching your pussy wide open, aren’t I, bunny?”

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