Wild Epic Desires

He repeated it a few more times, and despite the fact that it hurt when he was all the way in her, she started to enjoy herself. He must have noticed, because he moved one of his hands off her hips and slid it around her again, fingering her clit.

She sighed as he fingered her, enjoying the feeling, though she was pretty sure she wouldn't cum from being fucked in the ass. He was braced against her, and she could feel him resting against her back as he started to move against her faster. She wasn't exactly sure that she could handle him moving faster, and she protested slightly, struggling against the hands holding her in place. As she pulled away from him, he rubbed her clit harder, and she couldn't help but moan. His legs were resting on the outside of hers, and with a grunt, he lifted himself slightly, and pushed me down further on the bed. Her knees gave out and she collapsed onto her stomach, Mr. Lesnar's hand underneath her. He kept rubbing her clit, his fingers moving faster as he began humping her ass. she cried out, her eyes tearing up again. The new angle was more painful, and his new pace too fast for her, but he didn't stop. she tried to pull away from him, gasping as she felt him stretching her ass past the point that was comfortable. As she struggled, Mr Lesnar wiggled his other hand under her hips, lifting her lower body up closer to him to give him better access to her hole as he slipped two fingers into her pussy. she moaned as he continued to finger her clit, slightly relieved that he had lifted her. Having her ass in the air made it slightly more bearable. His hands were moving at the same pace his dick was sliding in her ass, which was incredibly fast, considering. The movement of his fingers took her mind off the pain that shot through her each time he thrust into her ass, and she started push against him, instead of struggle away.

He was panting and groaning as he fucked her, and the animalistic sounds he was making, combined with the sensations in her pussy, were making her build up again. She looked in the mirror and the sight of his body over mine made her moan. Her legs were spread as far as they could, resting against his, and she was being fully supported by his hands underneath her. Her ass was up in the air, with his dick buried in it, and she moaned again as she watched him hump her like he was out of control. The pain was almost worth seeing him fuck her like that, like he couldn't get enough of her.

His fingers moved faster and she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Mr. Lesnar was pounding her ass as fast as he could, and even though it still hurt, she couldn't focus on that. All she could think about was his fingers deep in her pussy and the feeling of him stretching her. she started to pant, her pussy starting to tighten around his fingers.

"Not... yet..." he panted, slowing his fingers slightly, though he kept pounding her ass at the same speed. "Don't wanna... yet... and you'll make me..."

"I'm so close, Lesnar!" she cried. "I can't hold... oh God, I'm gonna cum..."

She came hard, her eyes squeezed shut as she felt her body shudder. She bucked against his hands, her entire body ravished by the pulse of the orgasm running through her. Mr. Lesnar groaned loudly, and she suddenly felt a spurt of warm cum in her ass. she pushed back against him, starting to come down from the red hot orgasm that was washing over her, and felt him spurt again, and then again, and then three more times before he collapsed on top of her, pushing her hard against the bed with his dick still buried in her. He was pressed against her for a few minutes, and she could hear him panting in her ear as he rest against her. she sighed, as best she could with him restricting her breathing capacity, still revelling in the afterglow of her orgasm.

She was almost about to suffocate when Mr. Lesnar pulled his softening dick out of her ass and rolled off her. she rolled onto her side, taking a deep breath and trying to ignore the fact that her entire lower body was throbbing and uncomfortable, when he pulled her close to him and kissed me hard.

"Fuck," was all he said. They kissed for a little bit, before she started to giggle. "What?" he asked.

"It's dripping out," she giggled, referring to the cum that she could feel slowly trickling out of her ass. Lesnar hugged her against him before rolling me onto her back. "What are you doing?" she asked.

He shook his head. "Don't think I'm sick," he whispered, before licking down her body. He spread her legs and lifted them with his strong arms, licking her slit before he started to lick her ass. she gasped, her eyes wide as she glanced over to the mirror to watch him. He tongued her hole, lapping up all the cum he had just spurted inside her.

She was shocked, but strangely enough, she wasn't put off by it. She watched him in the mirror as he licked her ass, holding her legs up, sucking all the cum out before he moved back up and lay next to her. "It's just a... a thing..." he tried to say.

She rolled over, resting against him, and kissed him. She could taste his cum on his mouth, and the idea that he had licked his own cum from her ass made her want to fuck him all over again. "Next time, I want you to suck it out of my pussy," she whispered against his lips as she licked any excess drops from his lips.

She licked the rest off before he spoke. "I thought you just wanted to get back at kelly."

She sighed, picking up her digital camera and taking the camera card out. "I think I got back at her good enough. She doesn't need to see this, so I think I'll just keep it."

He laughed and she rested against him, entirely sure that she would be breaking up with her boyfriend, but remaining friends with Kelly.

After all, what other reason would Ruth have to come over and fuck Mr. Lesnar if she and Kelly weren't friends?