In no way will this post meet all of the little things I’m supposed to do for a great post. I’m posting Anasheya’s preliminary cover art for my next book and an unedited excerpt from it. I hope you enjoy this little tease.
I knocked on the door and again got the call from inside. Evidently she didn’t feel a need to be sure it was me at the door. I went in and called out,
“In the den!” A strained voice came from deeper within. I walked toward the den. On the way through the kitchen I saw carry out bags from Romano’s, the little Italian place on the corner a couple of blocks away. The food smelled wonderful and my stomach grumbled in hopes that it could over rule my other needs. No way was that happening. I entered the den and found Rachel lying on the leather sofa. Hand pumping furiously in her lap. Red faced she looked up at me and said,
“Thank God! Come over here and take over for me.” She had changed out of her work clothes and was wearing an open necked gray tee shirt that let one very sexy shoulder hang out. There were some shorts or something on the floor, but I was more interested in the fact that I couldn’t see a bra strap. She sat up and I sat down on her right so I could reach across her and use my right hand. Her cock was hard and shiny from the liberal amount of lubrication she had applied. I wrapped my hand around her straining member and if felt like I was gripping a thick hunk of steel encased in soft hot skin. “MMMMMMMMM…that feels wonderful! It always feels so much better when someone else does it.” She hooked her right leg over my left knee and scooted her butt closer to the edge. My thumb and forefinger barely met around her, but my bigger hand was doing a better job of getting around her girth than her petite one. I gripped her at the base and a couple of inches or so protruded from my hand. I stroked up and let my fingers follow the contour in around the smaller head of her penis. My hand was lubed pretty good, but not as slippery as hers had been so there was more friction. “That feels incredible! I always use too much oil. It feels so good, but makes it hard to get enough friction sometimes.” She pushed her head back into the soft cushion on the sofa as she watched my hand hungrily. “Guys always do this better than girls. It’s familiarity with the equipment I suppose.” She quipped as my hand went up over her head and back down along the shaft in steady strokes. I kept the pressure on, but not too much. I wanted to make it last for her. She squirmed, panting and groaning under my ministrations, lost in a cloud of euphoric lust. She licked her lips and would occasionally speak little words of encouragement. “Oh yea…that’s it…yea, just like that…maybe a little tighter…c’mon don’t tease me…I’m going to cum soon…your hand feels so damn good!” I’m caught up in her. Mesmerized by her. Her voice, her body, her aura of power and her cock. I could see her nipples showing through the tee shirt so I reached up to take the nearest one between my fingertips and roll it inside the cloth. I pulled it out toward me and also pull a moan of intense pleasure from Rachel. I got another grip and squeezed the whole breast, feeling the nipple poke into the palm of my hand, the breast is soft and as realistic as any I’ve ever felt. A woman’s breast. Her hips thrust up to meet my down stroke and she is panting with desire. I think she’s going to explode all over the place any second when she says.
“Get those pants off. I want to come inside of you. No more waiting.” She pawed at my belt, but was so horny that she was almost delirious and couldn’t get it apart. I released her nipple and prick to remove my pants. “No! Don’t let go!”
“I have to if I’m going to get my pants off!”
“I know, I know! Just hurry up!” I got my belt and pants undone and before I could get up she popped up off the couch and grabbed my pants and yanked. After a couple of tires I was almost off on the floor when she got them off me and threw them behind her without a glance. Rachel grabbed my legs and flipped me onto my belly before she pounced on me. I got glimpses of her cock bobbing around as she got into position over my ass. She grabbed a cheek in each hand and spread them apart for easy access. Aiming with her hips she lined up the tip and pushed it against my hole. It didn’t exactly slide right in though. A frustrated ‘Uh’ escaped Rachel as she worked and pushed. She was whimpering as she tried to hold off her orgasm till she could be inside me, but it didn’t work. With the tip pressed against my sphincter she exploded. Some shot into me and I felt some land on my back and ass cheeks. Rachel grunted and groaned as she came. When she was finished she said,
“Well that didn’t exactly work out how I planned it, but any orgasm beats no orgasm. Markus, if we’re going to be dating you’re going to have to learn to accommodate me without so much work.” Her prick was still hard and ready so she pushed harder and I groaned in pain and I tried to scoot away from her. She kept the pressure up by following me until I was trapped in the corner of the couch by the arm rest. She scrabbled for purchase with her legs and pushed harder. I was gritting my teeth when the extra lubrication of her cum finally allowed her to force me open far enough to accept her. Her hips thumped into my butt cheeks to make a slapping noise. Without hesitation she started to hump me in total abandon. Even though she had just cum she was still terribly horny and in that position we looked just like a couple of dogs the way she was going at me. It took a little while, but she eventually made several hard hunches, hips coming forward, her chin digging into the top of my shoulder as she exploded and dumped all of this load inside me. There were a couple more, involuntary jerks as she expelled the last squirts from her hard cock. She stayed inside me, breathing hard and I could feel her heart beating against her ribs. Once again I hadn’t come and I was still horny so I clamped down on her with my sphincter. That got a response.
“Mmmmm…that’s it baby. Milk me. Keep me hard. I can go again. Not only can I go again, but I want to. This time I’ll make sure you join me.”
I was up on my knees when she reached around behind her and grabbed my aching member. She started to roll her hips instead of thrusting. It was more of a grinding motion as she gripped and stroked my prick. Her hand was still slippery from her working her own cock earlier and with each stoke she made my guts churn with her cock. I was delirious and within minutes she pushed me over the top. I cried out into the corner of the couch as she milked an incredible orgasm out of my body and onto the leather cushion.
“OH Rachel! OH Hell! Shiiiit….Fuuuuck! UGH, Uuuuuugh!!!”
“You liked that, didn’t you. My hard cock balls deep in your ass while I milk your little boy dick. You loved it. Just wait till I do it when you can watch me. When you get to look in my eyes and know that I own your orgasms and when I give one out it is going to be worth the wait. You see, I’ve found that a man who is horny is much more willing to do what I want. Because of this I’m going to control your orgasms. I will guarantee that when you have one it will be toe curling intense. Can you do it? Can you give me control?” I turned my head to talk over my shoulder,
“Well…I don’t know. I mean…I like to orgasm when I’m horny and all.” She pulled my face around farther and kissed me as she worked her hips causing her still stiff rod to rotate inside me. It hurt a little and felt wonderful all at the same time. I gasped and my sphincter clamped down on her again.
“That’s it. You like me inside you. You want to be my boyfriend. Don’t you?” I whispered,
“So you’re going to let me have control of your orgasms. Right?” I was lost in her. Impaled on her thick womanhood I would have agreed to anything. Again I answered,
“Good. Now I know you just came and your hormones have dropped off so this is not going to be as much fun for you, but I’m going to have one more orgasm.”
With that statement she started to fuck me. And that was exactly what it was. A fuck. It was all about her getting off and I was just a living, breathing hole to cum in. It took her awhile and the whole time I was feeling used. She grunted and groaned and finally pumped her third orgasm into my ass. She didn’t linger at all after she was finished. Rachel simply got up off of me and with a slap on the ass said,
“Thanks Markus. This has been the best day I’ve had in quite a while. Bathroom’s down the hall. I expect you might need to use it. If you have time you’re welcome to get a shower if you want. When do you need to be at work?”
Work! Oh hell! I’d forgot all about that! I looked at the wall clock and groaned.
“Son-of-a-bitch! Ten minutes ago!” I leapt up off of the couch and started to throw on my clothes as quick as possible. Rachel said,
“I’ll go get you some food take with you.”
She left the room and as I was buckling my belt I could feel a little of her cum leaking out of my ass. Great. I pulled out my phone and there was the text asking where in the hell I was. I shot back that I was having car problems and was on my way. Stuffed it back in my pocket and headed out. As I went through the kitchen a smiling Rachel handed me a brown paper bag.
“I’m really sorry I made you late for work, but this has truly been one of the best days I’ve had in ages!” She leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. “Could you be here by 8 in the morning?”
“Sure, I guess. Why?”
“I’m a horny girl Markus. Why do you think?” It only took a second.
“Oh. Oh, sure. I’ll be here.”
“Good. I’m counting on it.” Rachel pushed a key into the palm of my hand. “See you then.”
With that she gave me a swat on my cum greased ass and sent me out the door. It was going to be a long night at work.
Thanks for taking a minute to join me here in my little corner of the internet. I’m the mouse hole in the mansion that is the internet, in the corner of the pantry off the kitchen, at the back behind the long forgotten mop bucket and Pine-Sol. I expect to go largely unnoticed by the world, but for those adventurous few of you who find your way through my mouse hole, together we will explore a world filled with dominant T-Girls. We will discuss the impossible as if it were the every day, dreams as if they are reality and desires, oh the desires, those will be plumbed to the very depths. There will be the whimsical, the humorous, the thoughtful, the provoking, the sad and so many other emotions. Welcome Alex, or is it Alice? But whomever it is, ignore that silly looking glass and follow me down the mouse hole into my world of T-Girl dominance and my view of submission.