Chapter 100: The Girl Who Was Hunted - Chapter Sixteen
CHARLOTTE
“Please….”
“Please, what?”
“Please, Master. Please get inside me…”
“Like this?” He plunges deep inside me, hilting himself, then again withdrawing.
Hips bucking, I convulse and moan.
“Like that?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Want it again?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Ask nicely then.”
“Please, Master…”
“Please what?”
He’s ying me, but I can feel him trembling. He’s having difficulty restraining himself….
“Please, Master. I want you inside me.”
He thrusts again, a single time and withdraws. Again, my hips jerk, and I thrash under him.
Two can y that game….
He’s not expecting it. His weight is still on his arms, but I reach around to embrace him, pulling him
down onto me. Now, he wraps his arms around me, and I make my move, heaving suddenly, to roll,
taking him with me. I have just enough time to register the surprise on his face before he breaks into
“Yes, Master. I do want you inside me.” And I writhe my hips over him, positioning his cock at my
entrance before sliding down on him.
Will he let me do this?
My Master sighs, lying back as he looks up at me,ughter in his eyes. “Nicely done, Madam.”
Winding my hips in slow circles, taking his shaft with me, I feel him hardening further inside me,
erging. Slipping up and down on the cock deliciously within me, I take it just as slowly as he did,
revelling in the feel of the head slipping in and out of my tight, but flooding pussy.
He gives himself to me, allowing me to take control. His eyes close, but his breath quickens as I
increase the tempo a little.
“Good?” I ask.
For a moment he is silent, then, “It’s like the Glory that was Greece and the Power that was Rome.”
And, straddling my Master, speared by him inside, I copse into helpless giggles as he gazes up at
me, his smile broad and bright.
Seizing me by the waist, he starts to thrust upwards, taking me with him….
*****
MICHAEL
Clicking the door quietly open, I hearughter, Charlotte’s. There is a rippling quality to it that can only
mean…
The bedroom door is open. ncing inside, unseen, nheless, I see them, she riding him.
Always you can see that she loves him, but seldom does he drop the mask, letting others see that he
loves her. Right now, both their faces are alight, in rapt adoration of the other.
She looks fantastic. Straddling his hips, arms curved above her head as she disys herself to him,
her thighs are spread wide, taking him inside. Her waist and hip and spine blend into a tight curve, her
breasts lifted high by her upraised position, the nipples hard and puckered. And her hair is a vivid
ssh of red against her pale skin, a smooth cascade over shoulders, breasts and waist. Her eyes are
lit with joy and lust and love.
Her skin glistens, slick with perspiration, and her lips are parted in a way that always makes me want to
push my cock between them. Her grey-green eyes sh in an expression of sheer feral lust that makes
my balls tighten, as I watch her rock and rotate over James’ cock.
My own cock twitching into life, quietly, I retrieve a bottle of wine from the snow bucket outside, then,
pouring three sses, carry the tray into the bedroom.
They both look my way, faces weing.
“Ah, Michael,” says James. “Good timing there on your part.”
Charlotte simply shes the smile of Eve at me, offering me apples….
I sit on the edge of the bed, sipping my wine. The ss is frosty, dripping with a chill dew.
Reaching forward, to her nearby nipple, I trace my ss over the puckered nub, and she gasps,
flinging her head back. Simultaneously, James groans.
“Jeez..., go easy…. You’re making her clench.”
Iugh. “How to disable a man.” And I trace the ss over her other nipple.
Again, she groans, and once more, James reacts, grunting, before pitching his head forward. He
shudders, his hands grasping her hips, pulling her to him, jerking spasmodically as he pumps into her.
“If that’s how you disable a man, how do you enable him?” I ask.
After a few moments, he rxes back, his expression wry. “I had rather intended to keep that going a
little longer,” heins.
“I don’t think you’ve suffered much.”
Charlotte still says nothing, but her eyes are alight with invite.
“Room for another there?” I ask.
In reply, she stoops to kiss James on the lips, then lifts herself away from him, kneeling on the bed,
looking across at me.
Time for action….
I put my ss aside, but pass another to her, and to James. He sits up, pulling himself to the far side of
the bed, setting himself to watch.
Charlotte simply kneels at the edge of the bed, taking a sip, then cradles her wine as she watches me
undress.
As I look at her, naked, flushed and sweating with arousal, scented of heat and sex and James, her
thighs shiny with her own juices and James’ cum, my cock, already at half-mast, swells and hardens.
And still, she simply watches me, with that wide-eyed/feral/little girl expression that makes me want to
nt myself inside her, face or cunt, and fuck her ‘til she screams.
I’m gonna make you scream now….
…. and I don’t think you’vee yet….
Pulling sweater and tee-shirt away over my head, kicking off shoes and jeans, my erection growing by
the moment, I stand over her, offering myself to her.
She watches my cock, then, raising her eyes to mine, she parts her lips….
I push myself at her. Wrapping her mouth around the head, she licks me clean of pre-cum. As I knot my
fingers in her hair, she works her mouth up my shaft. Dropping to all fours on the bed, she slides a
hand inwardly, massaging my balls and the root of my shaft.
James reaches from behind her, between her legs, I think ying with her clit. Certainly, she responds,
shaking and shivering, yelping asionally. Not feeling entirelyfortable with her teeth around me
just now, I pull away.
“Turn around,” I say. “Head down, ass up.”
Compliantly, she turns, dropping to rest her face on hands ttened to the sheets, and presenting me
with her slick and swollen pussy, and her beautiful, pale rear end. James would leave that covered in
his handprints, red on the white of her skin, but I can’t bring myself to spank her….
Do I fuck you up the cunt or up the ass?
Let’s have both….
Inserting a finger into her dripping pussy, I coat it in her juices, intending to open her up at the back, but
she squirms and moans, her ass wriggling at me.
You really are feeling sensitive, aren’t you….
I shove in a couple more fingers, aiming for her sweet spot. She cries out, semi-rising back onto all
fours, but I push her down with the palm of my hand between her shoulder des.
She wants it badly.
“You want toe, Charlotte?”
She nods, gasping as I work her g-spot.
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“How do you want toe? With your clit? Or with me inside you?”
Her face pressed against the sheets “…inside me….” Her voice is broken, hoarse.
“Okay, but you’re going to have me inside you both ways….”
With my juice and cum soaked hand, I insert a single finger into her back passage, opening her up,
circling against the ring of muscle. With my other hand, I reach around to her clit, slipping between her
lips to flick and massage at the small, hard nub.
At the back, I work in a second finger, stretching her further open. I want her ready to take me after
she’se.
It won’t be long. Her hips are beginning to judder, so, still working her clit, keeping her moaning all the
time, I withdraw my fingers from her ass, instead plunging my cock, in a single movement, full length
into her sodden pussy. She wails a response. And now I start to thrust.
Ahhh… she feels so tight, and her cunt clutches at me each time I withdraw…
Does she do that on purpose? Or can’t she help it?
It doesn’t matter. It feels great….
Grinding my hips against her, I circle inside her, working her from the inside. Her passage starts to
judder around me, her climax rising...
With a scream she goes into orgasm, trying to writhe and buck, but pinned inside by me, she can’t go
anywhere. Still fingering her clit, I extend the moment for her as long as I can, before she yells, “Stop,
Michael, please stop.”