“Well, I suppose I’d better be—”
Ruby grabbed him by the shoulders, lowered her head, and mashed her mouth against his, unable to control herself. And she shivered with delight as she felt his long, strong arms catch her trembling body, his soft, wet lips move against hers.
He rose to his feet, their mouths locked together. The chair tumbled over to the floor. They clutched each other, Ted’s hot, hard body melding into Ruby’s hot, soft form, in the steamy heat of the kitchen. She grabbed at his hair and ran her fingers through the kinky curls, as his big hands swooped down her curved back and rounded onto her buttocks.
They broke apart only when they had to breathe. Then they glared at each other. Ted towered over Ruby, but the strength of her passion placed them on an equal footing.
She pushed him back against the wall, gasping. “It’s been too long!” Not as an excuse, or an explanation, just a statement of fact. She pressed her mouth against his and darted her tongue in between his plush lips, searching for and finding his tongue, entwining.
They wildly frenched. Until Ted spun Ruby around and slammed her up against the wall. “Oh, God, yes!” she cried, letting him pull her arms up over her head and clasp them together at the wrists. Her breasts strained against the worn fabric of her dress, and she arched her back needfully.
Holding her wrists with one hand, he tore her dress down the middle with the other. Her breasts spilled out into the open, black and round and quivering, darker nipples pointing. She gasped when he cupped a tit, screamed when he kissed the nipple.
Ted gripped one soft, warm breast and licked at the stiffened nipple, sucked on it. Then popped it shining out of his mouth and gripped the woman’s other breast, sucked on her other nipple. Ruby writhed against the wall, feeling the heated tug of the man’s wet mouth all through her shimmering body.
He bounced his head back and forth, tongue swirling, mouth sucking. She thrust out her breasts even more, giving herself up to him. He released her wrists and grasped both of her breasts, squeezing the ripe meat, sucking almost half of one of her tits into his mouth and pulling on it, then the other.
Until Ruby couldn’t take any more. She jerked her arms down and dropped down out of his, onto her knees on the kitchen floor. She clawed the buttons of Ted’s fly open. He barely had time to catch his breath, grab onto her soft, straightened black hair, before she had his cock out and in her mouth.
“Jesus!” he groaned, watching her, feeling her suck on his pulsating organ.
Ruby was a starving woman, frantically bobbing her head back and forth, lips sealed tight to meaty shaft and cheeks billowing with pressure, sucking and sucking on Ted’s cock. She plunged down to his pubes and pulled back up again, consuming him over and over. His cock was smooth and clean-cut, and it filled her mouth and throat, satiating a small part of her pent-up appetite, but not nearly all of it.
He pulled her to her feet and shoved her back against the wall, reading her need, and reacting to his own. Ruby jumped up into his arms, coiling her own arms around his strong neck, her legs around his narrow waist. He shoved her dress up to her hips and stuck his slathered cock into her dripping wetness.
He went in deep and long, all the way, and they moaned into each other’s mouths. Then kissed, frenched, Ted pumping his hips, pounding his cock into Ruby’s tight, velvety tunnel, the wall and the woman shaking. They were bathed in sweat, burning with lust.
She caught his outstretched tongue between her teeth and urgently sucked on it, feeling every inch of him thrusting into her. He gripped her rippling breasts and pistoned her pussy, driving both of them over the edge.
Ruby desperately clung to the man, shuddering in his arms, biting into his tongue. Wet, wonderful orgasm burst out from between her churned loins and surged through her body and being. Just as Ted groaned and spasmed, blasting white-hot semen into Ruby’s gushing pussy.
• • •
It didn’t end there.
Ruby was a wild woman, on fire with desire. The sensations aroused from having another man’s cock fucking her pussy, her own powerful orgasm as a result, served to inflame her passion still more. It was hot outside, scorching in the kitchen, an inferno in the bedroom.
Ruby grabbed up a small plate of butter and dragged Ted out of the kitchen, down the hall, and into her bedroom. She stared boldly and meaningfully into his eyes the entire way, and he tried to comprehend what she had in mind.
She put it into words, filthy words. “I want you to fuck me in the ass,” she stated, amber eyes ablaze. “I want you to punish my ass.”
He gaped, as she set the butter down on the nightstand and pushed the torn dress off her shoulders, then stood there naked before him. Her body shone with perspiration, glowing in the sunlight illuminating the chintz curtains, her breasts bobbing up and down on her heaving chest, pussy fur matted with her juices and his. Ted’s cock rose up between his legs, even so soon after coming.
Ruby walked over to him, undressed him with quivering hands until he was as starkly naked as she was, his lean body glistening with moisture, long muscles drawn tight. Then she pushed him down onto the edge of
the bed, and sprawled over his knees and cock.
“Spank me! Punish me for what I’ve done and will do!” she yelled.
He looked down at the heaped, dark mounds of her buttocks. He brought his big right hand up, brought it down.
The stifling room shuddered with the crack of each blow. Ruby jumped, butt cheeks singed and rippling wildly, blood rushing to her face, juice to her pussy. Ted smacked her again, and again, smashing the hard flat of his hand down onto her soft, upraised bottom.
His palm burned like his face, like the beautifully rounded buttocks in front of him. He’d never hit a woman; not that she’d liked it. But Ruby was liking it, loving it, trembling naked across his legs and whimpering pleasure with every heavy blow he laid down.
“Harder! Hit me harder!” she shrieked before clenching her teeth and fists, rocking with the impact of a brutal belt to her ass.
Ted’s hand knifed through the air, flailing Ruby’s bum. So fast that the sharp cracks came only split-seconds apart, Ruby’s cheeks gyrating continuously. Her buttocks blazed, seared with sensation. Until, finally, they went almost numb under the endless onslaught, Ted’s crushing palm striking pure pain and pleasure across her beaten bottom.