Message-ID: <37197asstr$1026025803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: RisingWing@aol.com X-Original-Message-ID: <4CDDB136.072A61E8.0CA63511@aol.com> Content-Transfer-Encoding: 8bit X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Sat, 06 Jul 2002 19:57:04 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Angel in the Rain (MF, rom, cons, mild Mdom, slight nc?, lac, interr) X-Original-Subject: new story corrected version Date: Sun, 7 Jul 2002 03:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: dennyw, gill-bates "Angel in the Rain" corrected version attached <1st attachment, "Angel in the Rain.doc" begin> ckought69@hotmail.com "Angel in the Rain" (MF, rom, cons, mild Mdom, slight nc?, lac, interr) copyright 2002 by RisingWing@aol.com. Under the terms of the Byrne convention all works by this author are copyrighted. Re-posting, redistribution, inclusion in another work, or any other use of it is strictly prohibited without the express, written permission of the copyright holder, except that it may be posted as part of a review or posted to a free-access, noncommercial archive sites. DISCLAIMER: The following is a work of fiction and any resemblance between characters in this work and actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. This work contains scenes of explicit sex between adults and is intended for the entertainment of adults only. "Angel in the Rain" by Steve Marlowe Chapter One We don't get much rain in Los Angeles, but occasionally we have a monsoon. Like now. It had been pouring for six hours with no sign of letting up. Thunder, lightning, streets flooding... it was a thoroughly nasty night out. Personally I liked the rain. I had elected to spend a quiet evening at home in Marina Del Ray, listening to the rain drumming on the rooftop of my snug little bungalow. A log fire crackled nearby as I sat in my study, ensconced in my favorite club chair, a volume of Portuguese love sonnets in one hand and a snifter of Drambuie in the other. I was comfortably attired in my Ambercrombie & Fitch pajamas and red silk robe, and all was right with my world. At precisely ten PM the phone rang. I picked up my cordless. "Hello?" "Steef? Eet's Maria." "Maria darling! How are you?" (My name is Steve, but with her Venezuelan accent the closest Maria can get is "Steef.") "Can I come over an' see hyu, Steef? Right away?" "Is everything all right?" I asked. "Oh, jess, ever'theeng ees...fine..." "You don't sound fine." A pause. Maria Delores Consuela D'Anconia was the most beautiful, sexually desirable, heart-breakingly angelic woman I knew. Age 28, a young mother, she retained the shy, virginal manner of a Catholic schoolgirl. Despite her mixture of classic and exotic features, her face conveyed wholesome sweetness. As for her figure, the most voluptuous 1950s Hollywood sex siren would have envied Maria's spectacular physique. "Waal," she said at last, "there ees just huan leetle problem that...that I...waal, I shouldn't say eet on thee phone." A tremendous lightning bolt flashed outside my bay window. Thunder rolled. "Pretty rotten weather tonight," I said. "Maybe I should come to your house." "Please, Steef, I theenk eet would be much better, eef I came there. Hokay?" "Sure," I said. " Drive carefully, darling." I went into the bathroom and slapped on some aftershave. Apparently Maria wanted to see me far away from her infant son and her aging mother. That suited me fine. Maria and I had known each other for three years, as friends only -- but under increasingly intimate circumstances. Twenty minutes later, my doorbell chimed. I snapped on the porch light and opened the front door to find Maria in an elegant navy-blue London Fog trench coat. She was closing a matching umbrella. "Thank hyu, Steef, for letting me come." "You're soaked! Come in out of that rain," I ordered, taking her dripping umbrella. As she stepped over the threshold Maria briefly hugged me, brushing her lips against my cheek. I'm six foot one, but she didn't have to stretch upwards to kiss me. She's five-ten herself. And she was as breathtaking as ever. Her eyes were luminous, almond-shaped lamps underneath perfectly arched eyebrows. Brown irises, flecked with gold, surrounded enormous black pupils that beckoned like warm pools, starred with jet-black lashes. Flawless olive skin, high cheekbones, an aquiline nose, and full, moist lips, completed this vision of loveliness. Her wind-tousled black hair, cut fashionably short, glistened with raindrops. "Oh, I ham dripping all over hyour floor," Maria said, struggling out of her coat. "Da nada," I said. I hung her trench coat on the rack. When I turned back around, I was amazed to discover that Maria was wearing a full-length, champagne-satin robe, belted with a matching sash. Bedroom attire! It looked like one of the classiest designs from Victoria's Secret, concealing flesh but accentuating shape. Believe me, Maria had plenty of shape to accentuate. My Venezuelan love goddess was blessed with fine broad shoulders and a wasp waist. Her wide, womanly hips led to a dancer's long, shapely thighs and calves. But the real show-stopper was her over-abundant bosom. Despite Maria's statuesque frame, her chest was so disproportionate it was almost comical. Once at her home I had helped do her laundry, which is how I knew she wore 48FF cup bras. Now, standing in my foyer, I looked her up and down with no pretense of hiding my admiration. The champagne shade of her robe flattered her South American complexion. "Maria, you look extremely beautiful tonight." She glanced down at her satin robe, as if only now realizing its seductive allure. She flushed a bit, a charming and typical reaction. "Oh! Thank hyu, Steef." "Poor baby, you must be half-frozen," I said, putting an arm around her. "Come into the library. If the fire doesn't warm you up, the brandy will." Like everyone who knew her, I loved Maria dearly " considerably more than most, in fact. I'd known her for three years. Her late husband Herve had been a colleague at my office and my best friend. But one year ago, Herve had died in a tragic car accident; and shortly after the funeral, Maria discovered she was pregnant. In the intervening period, I had helped Maria and her widowed mother -- and now the baby -- all I could. She didn't need money; between Herve's generous life insurance policy and her own successful career in bank management, Maria was in splendid shape financially. So I ran errands, fixed things around the house, provided taxi service for Mamacita, and even prepared meals now and then. However, the most important support I provided was moral and emotional. Since Herve's death I had become Maria's closest friend. I was eager to go beyond friendship, but I was biding my time. My sexy angel came from a long line of Latin American diplomats and statesmen. In her upper-class, Catholic-Hispanic cultural circles, family structure and rules of social etiquette remained old-fashioned as dueling sabers, and equally rigid. After a husband's death, for example, a widow faced an obligatory full-year mourning period. But I'm a patient man, when I know what I want. Besides, the mourning period was nearly over. After escorting Maria into my library and seating her on the overstuffed leather couch, I poured her a modest shot of Drambuie. Maria was a nursing mother with a three-month-old baby named Mark, but imbibing a moderate amount of liqueur could do no harm. I handed Maria the snifter, then sat beside her so close that our knees nearly touched. "To you, mi estrella," I said. We clinked glasses and sipped. "Now, then." I took a Dunhill from my pipe-rack, filled the bowl with tobacco and struck a match. After a few preliminary puffs, I said: "What can I help you with, darling?" Chapter Two Maria permitted herself another tiny sip of liqueur, then placed her glass carefully on the coffee table. Her huge brown eyes studied mine, obviously agitated. "Steef," she blurted out, "I haff a beeg problem!" "What's wrong?" I said. "Please tell me, dear, I want to help." She bit her lower lip. "Steef, hyu mus' promise me, hyu weel not theenk badly of me?" I reached for her hand and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Of course not, darling." "My problem ees -- a woman's problem. Eet has to do weeth being a new mother." "Is the baby all right?" "Oh, Markie ees fine! But..." Maria sighed and was silent for long seconds. "Waal," she said at last, "hyu know I am nursing heem..." Maria unconsciously gestured as if to cup her enormous bosoms in her hands. Involuntarily, my eyes dropped to survey those Grand Tetons. All I could do was exhale a wreath of smoke and say, "Mm-hmm?" "I luff to nurse my Markie," she continued, smiling fondly, her eyes softening. "I think that's what God intended," I murmured, tamping down my tobacco while discreetly admiring her personal Andes. "But, Maria, what's the problem?" "Waal, I -- oh, thees ees so embarrassing!" She smiled weakly. Once more a charming blush crept over her cheeks. "Don't be embarrassed. Nursing a child is the most beautiful, natural thing in the world. Besides," I added, taking both of her hands now, "you know how I feel about you." "Thank hyu, Steef." She smiled gratefully, squeezing my hands. "I know I can tell hyu anything. Waal, I haff these..." she nodded toward her mega-mammaries again -- "these great, beeg boosoms. Jess? And, they make more milk than thee baby can drink. They are making milk like a cow!" Now that she had admitted this humiliating fact, Maria blushed more furiously than ever. "A cow?" I drew thoughtfully on my pipe as if she had just presented me with a profound philosophical problem. "Jess, jess, that's right! I ham making milk exac'ly like a cow! My boosoms, they make milk, and more milk, and then more milk -- all thee time, night and day, they give thees milk." "Well, that's good, isn't it?" I ventured. "You have a big, strapping, baby boy. I'm sure he needs plenty of nourishment." "My milk, there is too much!" she despaired. "Even after I feed my Markie, my teeties are bursting, bursting! I still need to -- what ees that word -- express more milk. You know, express?" She pantomimed a pumping-out motion. Under my robe, my dick sprang to full attention. "I have to go in thee shower an' express thee milk, three or four times a day," she complained. "Eef I don', my nipples are leaking, all thee time leaking! Thee milk, eet a-soaks thru my nursing bra," she groaned, looking down unhappily at her chest. "Eet a-stains my blouses!" Maria sighed as if the weight of the globe rested on her beautiful olive shoulders. (Indeed, the weight of two globes rested just below her shoulders.) " My mind's eye reeled with the image of a naked Maria in the shower, expressing her milk from her overripe breasts. The mental picture made me light-headed. My cock felt as if it could burst out of my pajamas. I crossed my legs. Suddenly, my cozy little study seemed too warm. I was acutely conscious of the blazing heat coming from that fire in the hearth. And now I couldn't keep my eyes off Maria's breasts; in fact it required a supreme act of will to keep myself from drooling over them. "Have you -- ahem, have you talked to your doctor about this?" I asked her breasts in a thick voice. "Oh, jess, I haff talked to her," Maria sighed dismissively, not seeming to notice my ogling. "She gave me a breast pump." "And?" "I HATE eet! Eet is so cold and mechanical! Sometimes eet a-hurts my nipples." (Maria pronounced this word as "nee-pulls.") "So she sayed -- " Maria suddenly fell silent again. "Yes?" I forced myself to tear my gaze away from Maria's jugs and raise my eyes to her face. "What did she, what did your doctor, say?" "She sayed..." Maria put her hands to her face. "Maria, you mustn't be ashamed," I commanded sternly, knocking the ashes out of my pipe. Suddenly, a shimmering realization floated into my mind. I knew where Maria was going with all of this. In her shy, tortured manner, the proper, delicate, beautiful, and aristocratic Maria Delores Consuela D'Anconia was working up the courage to ask me an excruciatingly embarrassing favor. She wanted me to relieve her of overflow breastmilk. She wanted me to suck her big, ripe, luscious, mother-lode tits. By now, my penis was straining inside my pajamas like a crazed bull. Good thing my legs were crossed, and that my smoking jacket was made of thick material. I suspected we both knew what was coming next, but at this delicate junction I still needed to hear Maria say it. Tenderly, with a confidential air, I placed my hand on her thigh. "Go ahead, darling," I urged softly. "Tell me what medical advice your doctor recommended." Maria looked down at the floor, miserable with a mixture of hot shame and aching physical need. She didn't remove my hand from her thigh. She heaved a sigh, moving her gorgeous chest heavily up and down. In a barely-audible whisper, she confessed: "My doctor, she sayed that thee best way to take care of, of thee problem...ees...waal...thee woman should have her husban' to help her." I absorbed this. Maria still couldn't meet my eyes. "Do hyu un'erstan'?" she asked in a tiny voice. I couldn't trust my luck. I had to be absolutely sure of exactly what my darling Maria meant. "You mean," I said carefully, "the woman's husband could help her express her milk? Or should he...?" Now that she was finally confessing what was in her mind, Maria hurried to get through it as rapidly as possible: "No! Thee husban' should nurse, he should nurse! She sayed, the doctor sayed -- " For the sake of Maria's dignity, it was terribly important for her to establish that this was serious medical counsel, not her own idea. " -- my doctor sayed many married couples do thees. But Herve is gone, and...I have no husban' to help me! My nee-pulls are aching for a man to suck them, to suck them!" Maria burst into heartbreaking sobs. I put my arms around her and drew her close. Still crying, she lifted her face to be kissed, her red lips trembling. I touched my mouth to hers, gently at first and then pressing hard. Her whole body quivered and she kissed me back, passionately. "Maria, I'd love to help you," I whispered into her ear, kissing her face over and over. "Oh, mi amore, mi estrelle," she breathed -- my love, my star. "Would you? Would you really? Hyu are not...offended?" "Of course not, dearest. I'd love to suck on your sweet beautiful breasts." "Oh, thank hyu," she breathed. Our mouths locked, our tongues found each other and commenced the delicate dance of eros -- swirling, touching, intertwining, caressing. "Darling, suck on my tongue," I murmured. Maria opened her mouth to let my tongue penetrate her sweetness. I probed, making love to her mouth, my tongue thrusting suggestively against hers. She sucked on it with submissive fervor. After a moment, still kissing her, I reached down to gently untie her belted sash. Maria groaned into my mouth and arched her back. I drew open the broad lapels of her satin robe, pushed it aside, and cupped my hands around her full, heavy, bra-encased breasts. Chapter Three Maria moaned into my mouth as I held her huge titties in my hands. She shrugged the robe from her shoulders and slipped it off. Now she wore only her enormous white bra, a tiny pair of champagne silk panties, and her open-toed sandals. The lacey, delicately rose-patterned brassiere provided the most tempting possible giftwrap for Maria's proferred package. Above the fabric loomed the olive skin of her prodigious peaks. Her cleavage nestled so deep and full that a sherpa could lead three-day tours up and down those mountains and that valley. I fully intended to take such a tour myself...and through the gauzy bra cups, I hazily discerned the summit where I would plant my flag: the large, pink circles of her aureoles and nipples. "Let's get you comfortable, darling," I murmured between kisses. "Take off your bra...let's undo those hooks..." Maria reached behind herself to unhook her brassiere's back strap. As she did so, I continued kissing her and cupping my hands around her snugly encased tits, brushing my thumbs over the outlines of her nipples. Maria moaned and kissed me back. She slipped the wide straps off her shoulders. I pulled the bra away and her huge tits sprang out with the amazing buoyancy of twin Zeppelins. Impossibly, they looked even larger now that they stood up naked and free. Where her bra had been, Maria's titty-flesh was much paler olive, nearly white, and traced with faint blue veins. Her tits were capped with pink, pebble-textured, bell-shaped aureoles that spanned four inches across each breast. They mounded up to project cylindrical nipples that protruded an inch or more in length, their tips puckered with deep X's. And to think, in her teens this stunning beauty had seriously intended on becoming a nun. What a waste, what a criminal waste, that would have been... I must have stared in awe at her bosom for too long without speaking, because Maria blushed a deep crimson. "I hate my nipples!" she whispered, covering them with elegant brown hands. "They're ugly -- too big, too big!" "Darling, what nonsense!" I exclaimed, pulling her hands down to reveal her pink protuberances. "You have the most beautiful nipples I've ever seen!" She looked wonderingly into my face. "Really?" "Yes. Oh, yes, darling, yes!" I moved my hands to knead her soft naked mounds for the first time. This was a moment I had fantasized for years. Almost trembling with anticipation, I spread my fingers wide and squeezed, letting my fingers sink deeply into the warm, soft, yielding flesh of her jugs. She closed her eyes and leaned back. "So hyu...hyu truly theenk my teeties are pretty?" she asked. "Maria, if other men saw you like this -- the strongest brute would fall to his knees, begging for permission to suck on your big, gorgeous nipples. And when you refused, he would sob and gnash his teeth." "Oh, Steef!" she sighed, and relaxed into my caresses. "Put your hands behind you head," I urged her. Maria obligingly laced her hands behind her neck. "Now arch your back." "Jess, Steef." Closing her eyes, she arched backward against the sofa, as if trying to point her nipples up at the ceiling, her head lolling to one side, her lips a moist "O". I resumed my worshipful ogling. Never before had I had been privileged to see such an exquisite, intimate display. "Pinch them," she sighed. "Pinch my nee-pulls." I got a good grip on both of her nipples, pinching the tips between my thumbs and forefingers. Gently but firmly, I pulled out her left nipple, stretching the rubbery, yielding flesh three or four inches until it resembled a pink cone. Then I let go. The distended flesh instantly snapped back to its original shape. Next I did the same thing to her right nipple -- pinch, pull, and release. I repeated the action in an alternating sequence. Left, right, left, right...kissing her all the while. Maria's eyes fluttered open. "What are hyu doing?" she asked softly. "I'm milking you, darling." "Hyu...hyu are milking me?" Maria groaned. "Like a cow?" Her choice of words clued me in to what turned her on. I was only too happy to play along. "Yes, darling," I whispered. "I'm milking your big, soft titties exactly like a cow's udders. Come on, darling, push your big sexy udders into my hands." Maria obligingly twisted her shoulders and torso to thrust her heavy bazooms more fully into my hands. I continued working her nipples, mashing them inward, pulling them outward. After a few moments, large drops of milk began to appear on her engorged nipple-tips. "There we go," I soothed, nuzzling her ear. "Good girl...that's a good girl...Let your milk flow, Maria. Give me your milk, baby. Make those big titties spurt for me. Give me all of your beautiful cow's milk." She moaned with pleasure at these erotic words. "Jess, I need to be milked like a cow...milk me, Steef, milk me..." I let go her nipples and began to massage her milk ducts. I knew exactly where the milk reservoirs were located.. Expertly, my hands went about coaxing her jugs to yield their liquid contents. Maria obediently remained in the arms-up pose I had commanded. "Milk my teeties...Milk my beeg, a-soft, a-teeties..." Now I allowed my fingers to slide inward to the center, converging once more on her nipples, pinching and pulling them again. As before, I take her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. I pull them out, stretching them into long rubbery cones, then letting them snap back: in, out, in, out. A demanding, steady rhythm. I whispered into Maria's ear: "Yes, baby...I'm working your teats like an old-fashioned dairy farmer...like a farmer, sitting on his stool and milking a cow over the pail at 5AM. Spurt your hot love-milk for me, baby." Maria shuddered powerfully and my reward arrived in a series of spurts. Long, steady streams of milk begin to jet from her engorged, elongated nipple-tips. They spatter my face and chest. Maria groaned heavily and cupped her hands under her massive melons, lifting them forward to me. I kept up the action, making her titty-tips squirt, squirt, squirt, squirt long white jet trails. The central streams are joined by several smaller streams from her aureoles that go off in all directions. Her nipples become multi-valent hydrants twin fountains of sex. "Pinch my nee-pulls harder! Pinch them harder, Steef, darling..." I milked her more vigorously, really working her tits now. Another series of warm sprays spattered my face and chest. "Oh, that's SO GOOD," she sighed in erotic bliss, her eyelashes fluttering. She put her hands behind her head again. "Oh, hyu do eet SOOO GOOOOD! How do hyu know how to do eet SOOO GOOOD?" I kissed her. "You forget, I grew up on a farm back in Ohio, Maria darling. I've milked cows a thousand times." Maria brought her hands down to stop my milking action. "Steef, eet has been four hours sense I last nursed Markie. My nipples are feeling thees beeg pressure: I ham very full..." She moved her lips against my ear, her breath hot. "Please, suck them!" She put her hands on either side of my head and gently lowered my face to her wet-nurse bosom. I used my hands to press her huge, slippery-soft white mammaries together so her nipples were only a few inches apart. Now my tongue could move easily back and forth from one point to the other. I thrust out my tongue and dragged it slowly and deliberately over her aureoles, tasting and washing their pebbled texture. I paused at her nipples only to tongue-flick them briefly, before running my tongue around her saucer-sized aureoles again. "Oh, don't tease me!" Maria begged. "Don't tease my teeties! Suck them, Steef! I beg you to suck them! Don't make me wait...I need it, I need it soooooo bad!...Suck on my nipples! Please, please, please, please! Oh, suck my nipples! Suck them right NOW!" I opened my mouth as wide as I could and glommed onto her left nipple. I circled her nipple-tip with my tongue, then captured it firmly between the front of my tongue and the roof of my mouth. I sucked it deep and hard, with sloppy saliva washing around it. "Ahh!" she cried sharply. "Jess, jess! SUCK me!" My tongue rapidly her helpless nipple up and down like a light switch. Maria groaned and squirmed, her hands caressing the back of my head and mashing my face more firmly into her heavy, warm bosom. Curling my tongue into a tight roll, I pressed its point into the deep X-shaped pucker of the tip of her nipple and diddled it. Again, Maria cried sharply. "Jess! Oh, jess!" I opened my mouth much wider, almost unhinging my jaw, as if I were trying to swallow her entire breast, and sucked in the pink half-sphere of her huge, bell-shaped aureole. My tongue washed over and around its soft, honeyed texture. With my other hand, I pinched and tweaked her free nipple, pulling it out and upward, stretching and twisting the rubbery knob as if trying to pull it off. I lifted the entire weight of her heavy right breast by its nipple...then reverse-twisted her nipple-tip in a casual half-turn. Maria gasped with exquisite, unbearable sensation. She arched her back, shoving her left jug even more firmly into my mouth, her hands cupping the back of my head and pulling me hard against her. In her excitement, she lapsed into the Castilian Spanish of her childhood. "SUUUCK-ay, SUUUUCK-ay!" she groaned. I continued to suck her nipples hungrily into my lips, capture them between my teeth, pull back my head to stretch them, then open my mouth release them, over and over, with powerful rhythmic pulls. Each release made a soft, wet "plop" sound. "Oh!" Maria cried. "My milk ees coming! Eet ees coming!" Suddenly my mouth flooded with a hot, forceful stream of liquid. Her breast milk splashed against the back of my throat. The taste was unlike anything I'd tasted before, a sweet warm ambrosia with an unexpected sharpness. Maria shuddered in ecstasy. "Oh, JESS! On, Steef, hyu nurse on me! Hyu nurse on my teeties!" I sucked with the desperate greed of a thirsty man who has stumbled in from the desert. I sucked and swallowed, sucked and swallowed. I moved from left breast to right breast and back again. I gave her tits no letup: breathing through my nose, keeping my mouth firmly on her nipples. I sucked sloppily, coating her titties with my saliva as she pumped squirt after squirt of sweet nectar down my throat. "Oh, jess," Maria sighed. "Suck me like that, like that! Oh, my nipples! My nipples have never felt so sensitive! Oh, you're sucking on my big, sensitive nipples! Oh, jess, do my NIPPLES! My NIPPLES, my NIPPLES!!! Markie doesn't a-suck me like thees...oh, eet's so good, Steef...oh, hyu suck me so hard, so hard! Oh, hyu force thee milk out of my teeties!" I could feel the tip of her nipple swelling and expanding, growing even larger and harder in my mouth. "Oh, jessssss," Maria cried, half mumbling to herself. "Oh, I luff how hyu nurse on my nipples, Markie..." Was she conscious that she had called me Markie, her pet name for her infant? I kept sucking, my free hand going to Maria's pussy. She was wearing only a tiny pair of white panties and her high-heeled sandals. As I sucked on her tits, I slid my hand inside her panties and found her vulva was shaved bare. Wordlessly, Maria opened her legs to accommodate me. I used my thumb and fingers to spread her outer lips slightly -- she was already sopping wet. Holding her vagina open with my index and little fingers, I gently diddled her clitoris with the tip of my middle finger. Maria's hand reached to my crotch. She snaked her hand into my smoking jacket and closed her warm, strong fingers around my erect cock, which had escaped through the front vent of my pajamas. Without relinquishing her grip on my cock, Maria used her other hand to press my head away from her chest. "Take me to bed," she said. "Please, Steef, take me to hyour bed..." Chapter Four Maria put her arms around my neck and kissed me as I carried her into my bedroom. I felt like a caveman, making off with his nubile captive and secreting her to his cave for sexual ravishment. I dropped her nearly nude form on my king-sized bed. Maria looked up at me, her lust-drugged eyes eager and expectant as a bride on her honeymoon. "Take off your panties," I said. Maria hooked her fingers into the waistband of her tiny panties, lifting her hips and then her legs to slide them down and off. Her vulva looked smooth and clean and plump as a peach. I bent my head to that bare, inviting spot between her legs. Gracefully, Maria spread her long, luscious thighs and lifted her pussy up to my face. "Oh, suck me," she sighed. "Eet's been so long, Steef...I need it, I need it!" I used my fingers to spread her pussylips even wider apart so I could see all of her, every intimate square centimeter. Maria was a devout health food nut, so there was no fishy smell between her legs. Instead, I breathed in the light, fresh scent of pure girl. My hot eyes devoured her moist, pink vaginal lips and her knobby clitoris. I peered deep into the recesses of her ridged, cavern-like inner vaginal walls. To see inside her pussy any deeper, I would need a miner's tin hat with headlamp. Then I lowered my face and sucked and tongued noisily, smearing my face around in and against her pussy, sucking the sweet nectar of her hot, wide-open cunt. Maria cried aloud, her soft, vulnerable vulva pumping up and down under my mouth. Her hands groped and fidgeted in my hair. I sucked on her clitoris while I slid two fingers into her cunt. I spread my fingers wide, rubbed and stretched the inner walls of her pussy a bit, preparing it for a larger visitor. Her sopping cunny made distinct sloshing noises as I rubbed its interior. "Oh, jess," Maria sighed over and over. "Oh, jess. Oh, jess..." I continued to lick and suck. In seconds, her pussy was sopping wet, her cunt-juice almost churning frothy with desire. Her pussy needed to be filled, fucked, stretched, dominated, conquered. I moved up to kneel between her splayed thighs, slid my hands under her legs and lifted her hips. Maria reached down, grabbing my cock in her left hand while her right hand spread open her pussylips. She eagerly guided my cocktip to the opening of the honeypot between her thighs. "Jess, darling, I want hyu inside of me, Steef..." The rain continued drumming on the roof. I slipped the tip of my penis into her as softly as dusk slips into night. I leaned over her beautiful body, pushing myself deeper, and in moments I was all the way inside her, savoring the almost unbearable embrace of her tight, wet, warm channel. Maria eagerly rolled her pelvis up-and-down underneath me, giving my cock a smooth, sweet caress and inviting me to begin thrusting. With her bare, shaved pussy, I felt as if I were fucking a chaste bride on her wedding night. I was a medieval warlord, an Arab sheik and harem master, a Roman slave owner. I was taking my pleasure with fresh, virginal young woman whose pussy has become so over-ripe for fucking, that all its juicy, peach-like softness and slippery eagerness first invites you to deflower her, and then incites you to fuck her harder...to fuck her deeper...to fuck her over and over...until you realize you long ago slipped past the point of control, becoming a puppet of your own desire equally as much as she is the prisoner of your lust. Tensing my buttocks, I began in-thrusting the erect shaft of my cock, rolling it into her...and into her...and into her...smoothing out the stalagmites and stalactites of her deep inner cunt-ridges...feeling myself dominating her slick, loamy pussy with my big, powerful penis. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Maria groaned, looking helplessly up at me. She held nothing back, allowing me to look steadily into the black infinity of her eyes as I fucked her. She made no effort to hide the endless depths of her need, but let me penetrate the ocean of her love and desire. An invisible electrical charge sparked in the space between our eyes. It raced down our spines. The circuit connected and crackled where the tip of my penis hit the inner wall of her vagina... Panting fast, mewling wordlessly, Maria reached up and held onto my muscular arms. She was holding on for safety, and simultaneously pulling me deeper inside of herself, body and soul. She was drawing me down, down, down into the boiling, roiling vortex of her hot, tight, honey-cunt...threatening to drown me in the delicious maelstrom of her needing, grasping, inner being. Slowly and deliberately, I thrust inside her, taking her, then withdrawing, taking her deeper still, withdrawing only to plunge ahead and sound her depths yet again. My hands roamed over the quivering breasts; my lips and tongue nibbled at her ears, eyes, nose, mouth. I was asserting total possession of every intimate centimeter of Maria's helpless, lush, nude body. I fed her every centimeter of my penis, aching and throbbing in the hot, gripping slide of her vulnerable, helpless cunt. I used my hands to spread her creamy white thighs even wider, causing her vagina to gape open to its maximum possible width, nearly splitting her in two. I leaned into her, putting all my body weight behind my cock...pushing my dick into the last millimeter of her vaginal chamber until my rubbery penis-tip mashed up against the wall of her cervix. Maria gasped. Her eyes flew wide open. Her hands clutched helplessly at my chest. She cried out: "Oh! OHHHHH! Steef, what are hyu DOING!? Where are hyu?" "I'm as deep inside you as I can get." I lowered my head and into her ear: "Darling, inside that soft cock-knob is the hard point of my penis. I'm just grinding it and grinding it against your cervical wall." I have powerful, heavy-muscled buttocks. I employed all their strength to grind my throbbing, swollen glans-tip into her cervix... greedily, mercilessly squashing and grinding the hard tip of my penis against her against her deepest inner wall. "Ah! Ah! Ah!" Maria gasped, her eyes rolling and widening in surprise. "My pussy ees on fire!" She was right; her internal temperature was going up. I could feel the heat searing my penis. She was aroused by the physical sensations and also by what she realized was happening inside of her. "Oh, Steef! Eet feels like hyu are about to go THROUGH eet! Nobody has effer done thees to me before! Oh, Steef, my lover, I never...I never...I never..." "Is this what you want?" I whispered. "A big, strong macho to take control of you? To take total possession of your body? To dominate you in bed?" "Jess! Jess!" "Then take my penis, baby...Take all of my big, hard penis...Fuck you, sweet darling...God knows I do love to fuck you." "Oh, Steef," she said and blushed. "Say, 'fuck me,' Maria darling...Say it," I urged her, crooning, imploring, my cock still thrusting smoothly. "I cannot say thees!" Her blush rose to a furious scarlet. Her Catholic schoolgirl modesty again. I knew these words of naked desire had never passed her sweet, angelic lips. I kissed her nose, her eyes, her ears. "Beg me to fuck you. Say, 'fuck me'...Your body is saying it already. Give yourself permission to say the truth out loud, baby. Allow your mind and heart to acknowledge what your body already knows..." My urgings struck home. Maria could hardly deny it: her body was silently shouting "fuck me" as her strained upward to meet my phallic thrusts. She closed her eyes. Timidly, a whisper: "I...I love how hyu fuck me." "Good girl. Say the other, now. Beg me to fuck you." "Oh, no -- " the last shreds of maidenly decorum restrained her. I thrust harder, faster. I pinned her wrists over her head and bent my lips to her bosom, smeared my face around her big tits, catching an erect nipple in my mouth and semi-biting, semi-sucking on it. "Oh, Steef!" she cried. "Oh, Steef!" Her resistance only caused my frenzy to grow. My cock pounded savagely away at her cunt, making her big, naked tits bounce heavily and obscenely for my pleasure, her nipples flying up and down in lewd, beautiful circles. I was fucking her pussy hard as I could, taking her with the mad passion of a rutting bull. "Say it! Beg me to fuck you!" "Please, I can't, Steef! I ham ashamed -- AHHH!!!! AHHHH!!!" "Beg me to fuck you!" I continued pounding into her. The headboard slammed against the wall in a manic beat. Slam slam slam slam slam! "Say it darling!" I commanded her. "Say it! Say 'Fuck me'!" "Fuck me!" Maria cried out, her voice breaking with the overpowering heat of her desire. "Keep saying it! Over and over!" Maria closed her eyes and tossed her head back and forth. "FUCK ME! Please, oh, please, Steef -- fuck me!" she cried. "Oh, FUCK me, FUCK me! FUCKME! FUCKME!! FUCKME!!!!" Music to my ears...but I wanted to tear away the last remnants of her defenses, to toss the last tiny scraps of her modesty to the wind. I intended to push her so far into naked wantonness that she could never go back again. Continuing my vigorous ravishment of her body, I kissed her and said "Yes, my beautiful Maria...That's right, darling...You have every right to say what you want, to voice what you need, to express what you feel...in the most explicit possible language to the man who loves you...Every right." She opened her eyes and looked up into mine, a terrible vulnerability in her gaze longing for my approval. I was swift to give it: "I love you. Fuck you, my beautiful Maria....Fuck you, sweet daring...Fuck you, adorable angel...Keep saying it, darling..." "Oh, jess, FUCK ME like that! Fuck me, fuck me, FUCK ME, FUCK ME!" she screamed, her whole body trembling. I deliberately began a series of shallow thrusts, teasing her pussy, withholding the full length of my cock. Maria strained for deeper penetration, lifting her pussy up to meet me, but I held back. "Oh, Steef, please..." she groaned. "Do you want it deeper?" I whispered in her ear. "Jess, jess!" "Than say it..." "Deeper, do it deeper," she moaned. "Say it -- beg for it -- say, fuck me deeper." "Fuck me deeper!" "Yes...Yes...Fuck you, baby." I resumed deep, powerful thrusting. My balls, heavy and sperm-swollen, slapped hard into the back of Maria's engorged cunt-lips. I slipped my hands underneath her body and grabbed her buttocks, lifted her body right off the bed, rapidly pivoting my hips and jackhammering my cock into her cunt again and again. Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!!! "This is what you need, honey. A big dick fucking your pussy. Fucking and fucking your tight, hot, horny pussy. Isn't it? Tell me!" Maria screamed and shuddered. "Oh, yeeeesSSSSSS," she groaned. "FUUUUUUCK me! FUUUUUCK meeeeEEEE!" Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap!!! "Ah! Steef, mi amore! Jess, jess, jess!!!" I withdrew from her, lay on my back and pulled her on top of me to straddle my cock. She lowered herself down onto my erect tower. I began to shove my cock upwards inside her. I grabbed her hips and forced her to fuck to my rhythm, making her jerk that soft shaved naked peach-beaver with its hot wet pink split up and down on my monstrously swollen cock-pole. I grabbed her big muscular, round white ass-cheeks and pulled her buttocks wide apart, kneading her cheeks and directing her fucking motions. "Come on, Maria darling, fuck me," I ordered. "Show me how much you want that big dick. Fuck me, my beautiful cow." Maria obediently jerked her clit up and down and all around, her deflowered honeypot taking all of my pole. As she gyrated on top of me, my curling public hair tickled her shaved, bare pussy-mound. She groaned as she fucked me. Loose black strands of her hair flew around her face. A sheen of sweat gleamed on her body, and her pretty mouth sagged open in lust and exertion. "Put your hands behind your head," I ordered her. "Now shimmy those big tits from side to side for me. Come on, honey, shake your titties...SHAKE YOUR BIG TITTIES!" Maria closed her eyes and obeyed, lacing her hands behind her head and displaying her jugs like a harem slave in the pasha's pleasure palace, eager to entice and gratify the sheik whose property she was. She shimmied her shoulders, making her huge, heavy tits bounce lewdly from side to side, her nipples describing a wide wobbling swath. The sight was unbearably erotic to me. My cock swelled up bigger, twitched and jerked inside her cunt. I made her keep her hands behind her head while I grabbed her enormous titty-jugs, squeezed them and slapped them together, bounced them up and down in my hands, kneaded them like dough. Drops of milk flew left and right. "Are you my cow? Are you my sexy, horny milk cow?" "Jess! Jess! I ham hyour cow! Oh, Steef!" "Beg for it, darling! You came here to beg for it...now beg for it!" "Jess, darling! Milk me, Steef! Milk my teeties!" I pinched her titty-tips hard, making her nipples spurt streams of milk while she bounced up and down on me. "Oh jess, fuck me! MILK me and FUCK me! FUCK ME AND MILK ME!!!" Maria cried out and was done for, her eyes rolling back in her head, arms flying over her head, breasts careening wildly from side to side and up and down. Her sweet-sloppy cunt squeezed and slipped and bucked and ground and circled and spiraled around my huge, throbbing cock. Chapter Five With Maria teetering hysterically on the edge or orgasm I pulled out, flipped her over and pulled her beautiful big ass up in the air. Spreading her thighs, I plunged again into her hot cunt. I began fucking her from the rear, reaching under her chest to tweak and squeeze her hanging, swinging, bouncing, hefty Mother Earth cow-udders. I tweaked and twisted her nipples between my thumbs and fingers. Maria arched her back, pushing her deliciously round, squirming globe-shaped buttocks upward and backward against my driving cock, giving me a soft, submissive cushion. The firm, round white flesh of her ass-cheeks quivered with every thrust, every ramming home. "FUCK ME!" she cried like a bitch in heat, a shameless slut, a frenzied whore. "Oh, Steef, jess!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME!!!" I fucked her, reamed her, banged her, screwed her, balled her, raped her, brutalized her. Each thrust made a smacking sound as I drove home, burying my cock to the hilt inside her helpless cunt... Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap! I grabbed the soft white flesh of her ass, kneading it, jiggling the eggs of flesh... "Oh, jess, jess!" she cried. "Spank me, Steef!" I slapped her ass. A quick, snapping blow. The sting of my palm left a rosy spot on her milk-white bottom. The bucking of Maria's big, soft ass grew more frenzied, as if she were asking for more spanking. I obliged, sending her egg-shaped buttocks into double-time quivers, raining light, dancing swats on her butt till it blushed bright red all over. Maria's tiny brown hands gripped and bunched the bedspread. Her heavy tits swayed and swung under her ribs, nipples pointing this way and that. Her vagina clutched and squeezed at my penis, its deepest recesses spasming to sharply pinch the sensitive, rubbery tip of my glans. Over and over, her inner cunt worked and pinched my penis-tip, like a tiny velvet vise opening and closing on my super-sensitive cock head. "Oh, yes," I groaned, kneading her buttocks with my hands. "Satisfy my penis, baby...That's good... That's right. Satisfy my big, hard penis...Come on, darling, squeeze my penis with your pussy...Yes, yes, that's it...Don't hold back, baby...Give all of yourself to my penis..." Sweat poured off her body. Our genitals were locked in sexual combat, wet and slippery, slapping and slipping, no telling where her cunt stopped and my cock started... Finally, she cried "I'm going to come! Steef, please!" I reached down to finger her button, diddling her clitoris as I came inside her. Maria screamed as her cunt involuntarily palpitated around my cock, her whole body vibrating like someone who has grabbed a live electric wire. My loins boiled over with a white-hot spasm. It started at the tips of my toes and raced upwards, up my spine and simultaneously down from the top of my head, the twin charges meeting at my balls, exploding out from my groin and down the length of my cockshaft...pulsing like a powerful strobe light along the full length of that wide-open sperm delivery tube that runs down the center of my penis. It shocked me and pulsed me until I flew out of myself, surrendering control and possession of my still-huge erection, surrendering myself to coming, helplessly pumping my soul out of myself, oh yes, oh yes, my consciousness leaping into her depths along with every hot jet of thick white goo-sperm... My sperm jetted and urged and surged and shot again and again, a jangling electric shock buzzing the sensitive tip of my penis and the length of my sperm tube with each jolt of jism. My hot, thick white fluid arched into her deepest cunt-recesses, seeking her womb like an arrow shot from the bowstring, speeding to the target, finding her cervix, fucking and flooding her deep womanchannel cuntwomb... Our bodies spasmed, shuddered, tensed, broke. Slapped together a few more times. Locked into place. Clutched. Squeezed. Relaxed, collapsed, suddenly and utterly drained of every last photon of energy... I pulled out of her and fell onto the wrinkled, sweat-soaked sheet beside Maria. She half-fell, half-rolled toward me, then lay panting and sweating, her voluptuous olive-skinned body covered with a heavy sheen of sweat and reeking of salty semen. The bottomless black depths of her pupils in those big, beautiful warm brown eyes spoke of profound love, utter surrender, total romantic adoration and nerve-thumping sexual relief. After a few moments, I regained my breath and a bit of strength. I moved over a couple of inches and kissed her. Maria murmured meaningless, happy noises and kissed me back, weak as a kitten. Our lips brushed each other, soft as butterfly wings in moist fog. After a few kisses, she shifted her shoulders and lifted a heavy breast in her palm. "Suck it," she crooned, pushing her nipple to my mouth. "Nurse on my titties...suck my nipples." "There's more?" She smiled -- pride, love and desire mixed in her eyes. "Jess, I haff more." I nestled my head into her full, soft, lolling bosoms and lapped at one nipple. After a few tugs, the flow of milk started. "Talk sexy to me," she moaned, closing her eyes. "I luff eet when hyu talk sexy to me." "I love your udders," I murmured. "My beautiful cow." "Oh, God! Steef darling..." She pushed her huge, soft breast more firmly into my mouth. As I nursed on her boob, I reached down, found her vulva, and began diddling her clitoris. Maria spread her legs to give me access to her peach-cunt. I lifted my lips and murmured in her ear: "I'm so thirsty to suck on your big, pink, milk-gushing nipples..." "Oh, God!" She reached for my penis. "Squirt that milk, Maria. Give me your milk. Spurt your milk for me, my beautiful fuck-cow. I'm going to nurse and nurse on your big, heavy, Mother Earth udder-tits..." Maria groaned as her jugs involuntarily pumped a heavier volume of milk from both nipples. I returned to nursing on her. "Next year," I breathed, lifting my lips from her extended nipple, "I'll make you pregnant again. Your tits will grow even bigger than they are now. They'll be 52 double-G's. When the baby's born, you'll be lactating all the time, year round." "Ohmigod," Maria murmured. Her warm brown hand jacked my cock up and down. My lips nibbled on the tip of her nipple. My hand caressed the soft, sopping-wet lips of the plump, naked peach between her legs. "I'll milk you and suck you and fuck you...every day...six times a day." "Ahhh!" Maria cried, pulling my penis toward her cunt. "I'll put the baby on one teat, darling, and I'll suck the other. Both of your tits will be nursed on, helplessly pumping out gallons of milk, while I slide my big, hard cock in and out of your pussy." She orgasmed again. "Fuck me some more," she begged. Her hand urgently raced up and down the shaft of my penis. "Will hyu fuck me again now?" she pleaded. "Not yet," I said, getting up on my knees. "W-why not?" she said weakly. "Because, darling, right now I'm going to fuck your big, beautiful tits." I straddled her chest, cupping her huge round bazooms in my hands and sliding my aching cock between them. "Oh, Steef," she breathed dreamily, "I haff always wanted hyu to make luff to my teeties...Oh, jess...Fuck my teeties...Fuck my teeties. Fuck my beeg, a-soft, a-teeties..." Maria laced her hands under her chin and used her forearms to squeeze her breasts together, squashing the monster mammaries around my cock. They made soft, warm white cushions, shiny and slick with sweat. I tit-fucked her, riding her enormous jugs. I pinched her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers, began pulling them straight up, stretching them out. I stretched the soft, vulnerable nipple-flesh four and five inches. Maria cried out, looking up helplessly at me, wondering at the depths of my passion, marveling at the power of my sexual domination. As I pulled and stretched her nipples upward, Maria's tits extended like inverted tornados of flesh, wobbling and dancing on her chest....jumping and jiggling as my nipple-pinching fingers commanded, jerking her titties like two globular marionettes on strings. Soon Maria's tits were pumping out the milkstreams again, and she began sobbing with happiness and relief. "Oh, jess!" Maria cried, tears streaming from her eyes as fresh spouts of milk shot out of her nipples. I came all over her big, beautiful mammaries. They looked so beautiful, covered with mother's milk and white, sticky semen. Maria looks at her breasts and then at me. Suddenly she breaks into vigorous sobs, tears streaming down her face. I suspect it is a combination of good-girl guilt and sheer, physical relief that her long pent-up sexual desire has finally been satisfied. I kiss her, hold her close. "I love you, Maria, I want you to be my wife," I say. "My dearest darling, will you marry me?" "Jess! Jess! Jess, Steef!" she sobs. We kiss. Eventually her tears subside. Maria falls into a deep, sound sleep. Chapter Six Now it is two AM. We have slept a few hours, then reawakened and resumed our passion. Outside, the rain has finally stopped. A soft summer breeze blows through the open French doors. A ceiling fan rotates slowly over the bed. But indoors the air is heavy and humid. We are both working hard, sweating profusely. Maria is, if anything, more passionate now that she knows she is legitimately fucking her fianc. She is keenly aware of the Church's dictate that sex should only be performed between married partners " and then not too often. Yet she is equally loyal to the Spanish nobility's traditional ideal of a good wife, whereby the virtuous woman must be sexually available to serve and please her husband as often as he desires, and in whatever fashion he wishes. Indeed, Castilian honor demands that in the privacy of the marriage bed, a truly noble wife should be as responsive, wanton, and orgasmic as possible. So now Maria is naked, on her hands and knees. She is groaning, her brown fists bunching the semen-stained sheets as I pound into her from behind. Her watermelon-sized jugs sway heavily back and forth as I take her. Her full, round buttocks jiggle and quiver deliciously as our genitals slap together and slide apart. "My husban'," she moans. "Tell me hyou will be my husban', mi esposa..." I am standing naked behind her, my feet spread slightly apart on the parquet wood floor, my knees pressing hard against the side of the mattress. My nine-inch penis is rock-hard, despite my having come twice already during this lovemaking session. "Yes, darling," I say, knowing it increases her pleasure. "I will marry you before God and the whole world. I will be your esposa. You will be my wife. I will take you into my marriage bed every night. I will worship and adore you forever." I meant every word. Again and again my cock plunges to the depths of her hot, liquid honey-pot. With my every in-thrust, Maria flings her ass up to me and pushes it back against me. Our bodies make a moist smack-smack-smacking sound as we fuck, my groin banging against her lovely, full, upturned, bottom. "In the Church?" she asks, wiggling her ass deliciously. "Will hyu marry me...in the Church?" "You know I am not a Catholic," I say. "But if it makes you happy, yes we will marry in a Church. As long as I can remain outside it." Maria arches her back to lift and spread her buttocks, offering me the solidly cushioned foundation of her beautiful backside to batter myself against. "I don't know, I don't know," she moans. Inevitably, her lewd pose also reveals the puckered pink star of her anus, exposed gloriously to my view. "I can see everything you've got, darling. I can see all of your beautiful ass. Now shake your ass for me." Maria blushes. Her verbal modesty is gone but a trace of physical shyness remains. She considers this portion of her anatomy to be somehow dirty, or at least vulgar. Therefore, all of this displaying and knowing and knowing-displaying, strongly embarrasses her. "Please, Steef...don't look at my anus. Don't look, don't look!" But she obediently shakes her ass to please me. Below her anus, I can also see my penis sliding in and out of her pussy. I can see the inner lips of her vagina pulled out, sucking at my penis with every withdrawal, making a wonderful squishing noise. "Look at that beautiful pussy," I say. "Look how your pussylips cling to my cock. Your pussy wants my cock, baby. Tell me..." "Jess, my pussy wants hyour cock..." Maria knows that I can see it. And she is deeply excited by this knowledge and deeply ashamed of it. Yet her shame is heightening her arousal. She is moaning softly, in English and Spanish: my darling, my estrella... "Look at me," I command. Maria opens her eyes. She gazes straight ahead, into the floor-to-ceiling mirrored doors of the closet beside my bed. Our eyes meet in the glass. There is a kind of confession in her look. Her great doe-like, Bambi eyes take in both of us, with a helpless honesty that sees everything, hides nothing. "Look at me, Maria darling." Our gazes lock. She sees my own devouring lust for her and she submits totally to it, in love and honor. As she submits to her own. She does not look away. She does not pretend not to feel what she feels. "Does it matter where we get married?" I ask. I slam my cock into her extra hard. "AH!!!" she cries. Then, "No! No! I weel marry hyu anywhere, Steef darling!" Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap-slap! As I fuck her, our eyes remain locked. Maria cannot look away. She sees me in the act of recognizing her lust, sees me taking in her total capitulation to my sexual mastery. In that electric moment Maria knows that I own her...that she belongs utterly to me, because I know the utmost depths of her desire. And she knows that I know that she knows that I know... Is this not the very definition of intimacy? "You're mine, Maria darling," I say. "You're going to be my wife, very soon." "Jess! Jess!" "It doesn't matter if we're married in a church or a synagogue, or on the steps of city hall. It doesn't matter if we make our vows before a priest or a preacher or a rabbi or God Himself. You belong to me." "Jess, darling..." "And I am going to fuck you into a frenzy every day and night for the rest of your life. Menstruating or not, pregnant or not, headache or not. You're going to spread your legs for your husband whenever I say." "Jess, I weel, I weel!" she cries, her eyes still captured by mine. I bend over her, slide my hands under her torso. I cup her enormous slippery bouncing tits, getting a firm grasp on her engorged nipples, and pinch them. She groans. I knead her big nipples, twist them, pull them downward and outward. As I do this I gaze into the mirror -- at my powerful hands mauling her breasts, and at Maria's beautiful features contorted with lust, love, and " something else. Perhaps gratitude. Perhaps relief. "Put your head down on the bed, darling," I command her. "Spread your ass wider." Maria obeys, dropping her face and shoulders down on the bed to raise her ass even higher, giving me greater access to her twat. "That's a good girl. Now spread your legs farther." Her knees slide farther apart. I take the firm globes of her buttocks in my hands, kneading them and spreading them wide. Then I take hold of her hips. I slam the diamond point of my penis-tip against Maria's cervix. I punish her cervix like a blacksmith hammering an anvil. I mercilessly jerk her body back to me as I thrust into her. Each time my penis strikes her cervical wall, Maria cries out: "Ah! Ah! Ah!" She slaps the flat of one hand on the bed. She bucks and strains, welcoming me and submitting to me as her sexual conquistador. She wriggles her bottom lasciviously from side to side, inviting me to penetrate her further, to settle in deeper, if possible. I accept her invitation. I push myself in to the hilt. Buried inside her, I stop thrusting. Slowly, teasingly, I grind the tip of my cock against her cervix, pressing steadily, boring relentlessly against the vulnerable softness of it...grinding as hard as I can... Maria's strong body trembles involuntarily. Her pussy spasms vise-like around my penis. She is building toward another towering orgasm that will short-circuit every nerve in her being. "I love hyu!," she sobs. "I love you, I love you!" "Squeeze my cock with your pussy," I order her. Maria's talented vaginal muscles begin to squeeze and caress the entire length of my penis. Her slick channel milks my cock from top to bottom, like a sexual python swallowing and crushing its prey. Using those mysterious muscles deep inside her body, she tweaks the tip of my penis again. Exquisite. I have never known any other woman who could do this so expertly, so powerfully. It feels as if the head of my cock is being pinched by a tiny clamshell opening and closing on the tip. "Fuck me, darling," Maria begs. "Take all of me, all of me..." I hold onto her hips and throw my head back, moaning in pleasure. I am coming! I am coming... My climax is an aching flood of hot, sticky semen spurting deep inside her. It goes on and on and on. Some remote part of my mind wonders, fleetingly, where it comes from. Maria absorbs my seed inside herself, absorbs my sticky viscous fluid into her slick vaginal walls. Into her soft cervix. Into her feathery womb. The overflow of sperm that she can't absorb, oozes from her vagina with every slow, thrusting piston-pump of my cock. A few minutes later, I lay beside Maria, kissing her eyes and nose and lips, murmuring sweet nothings in her ear. She is limp, a life sized rag-doll. She gazes up into my eyes with a mixture of love and wonder. Her arms wrap around me and she buries her face in my neck. Her heavy breasts loll against my chest. Maria kisses my neck and ear over and over. "Oh, I luff how hyu fuck me," she whispers. "I luff hyou, I luff hyou, Steef..." "I love you, too," I say. Chapter Seven It is three-thirty AM. The rain has resumed, but now it patters softly on the roof. Maria sleeps heavily and peacefully in my arms. I can't believe it. My penis is erect again, pulsing, standing up in the cool night air. Shall I awaken Maria and enter her again? No, that would be too much even for me. Masturbation? Unsatisfying, and besides it would take forever to climax that way. A delicious temptation occurs to me. I could attempt parting Maria's buttocks and ease my cock inside of her from behind, then gently fuck her while she slumbers away. That would be a very sweet pleasure. Her vagina is still well lubricated, I'm sure of it... I slip my hand between her legs. Her sleeping pussy is still hot and sloppy, sloppy wet. Perfect. Her ripe, sexy body is made for fucking, even when her mind is drifting in slumberland. I snuggle up to Maria's bottom. With one hand I gently spread her ass-cheeks. With the other hand, I delicately push the head of my penis into her moist, welcoming cunt. Maria murmurs something in her sleep, but otherwise she doesn't stir. I push myself in further. My penis slides right to her depths. Incredible...Her tight, hot vagina feels wonderful, so wet and gently clasping. Her bottom is so soft and smooth and warm. I slide my penis even deeper inside her, as deep as I can. Her tits...I have to get my hands on those incredible big-tipped gazongas. But what if she wakes up? If she wakes up, she wakes up. I'm her future husband, I can take her whenever I want, awake or asleep...I slide my hands around Maria's torso and cup my palms and fingers around her huge, warm flesh mounds. Her nipples spring erect. I gently caress them, rolling them between my thumbs and forefingers. "Mmmm, jess...my titties, my titties," Maria says in her sleep. She sighs deeply. I begin thrusting softly inside her. I am rewarded with a new flood of vaginal moisture lubricating my cock. Her bottom rolls slowly, comfortably against me. Her pussy reflexively squeezes my cock while I knead and squeeze her 48FF breasts. She snores lightly. I'm fucking the woman of my dreams in her sleep, without her permission. Technically it could be argued that this is a form of rape. The thought excites me. Even more exciting, I am taking lascivious pleasure in using Maria's own lust to obliterate the last vestiges of her spiritual goody-goodiness. When false modesty is gone, her deep, essential goodness will remain, shining even more beautifully clear. Maria murmurs something in Spanish. Then she says: "That's good...that's good." For ten minutes I pump my cock in and out of Maria's unconscious body. Finally I come inside of her one final, ball-draining time, clutching and kneading her breasts in my eager hands while the last drops of my sperm fly into her cunt. "Oh, jessss," Maria sighs. My sore penis slips out of her. My testicles ache. My sleeping fianc rolls over onto her back, breathing deeply and evenly. She never woke up. Sometime after five in the morning, I finally doze off. Chapter Eight Seven AM. Sunlight pours into the room. I wake to a feeling of intense physical pleasure. I was dreaming that Maria was felating me... Am I still dreaming? I open my eyes. I see Maria's head bobbing up and down, her eyes closed, her lovely mouth sucking my rampant penis. Her soft, dry hand fondles and caresses my balls. The gamy scent of a night's hard sex permeates the air. I gently lift Maria's head away from my cock. She smiles, looks at me questioningly. I press her onto her back and now she is spread-eagled beneath me. Her knees are lifted, thighs spread wide. She is cupping her enormous breasts in her hands, pushing her big nipples upward like an offering. "Suck them," she murmurs. I suck briefly on her nipples, then move lower to lap at her honeyed cunt. She wraps her legs around my head, groaning and pivoting her pussy up to my tongue. I move to kneel between her legs. My huge, aching cock towers out over her bare, shaved pussy and her trim belly. "Put eet in me," she begs. I push my erect cock deep into her superheated core. Maria's cunt has got to be sore from last night's repeated poundings, but it's still so wet! I begin to thrust, gently. Maria urges me onward, onward. She urges me to fuck her harder with her frantically bucking hips, her up-thrusting pelvis, her lemon-squeezer cunt. She urges me with her loving-needing eyes and her lightly-kicking heels on the backs of my thighs. "Fuck me," she moans. "Fuck me..." I fuck harder. The headboard of the bed frame beats rapidly and repeatedly against the wall. Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang! It goes on and on, like a monotonous drummer who only knows one endless, insistent rhythm. Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang-bang! "Fuck me baby!" she cries. "Put your hands behind your head," I command her. "Shake those big, beautiful tits for me, darling." "Jess, jess," she cries, lacing her fingers behind her head as ordered. "I shake my teeties for hyu, darling..." My eyes fixate hotly on the blurring, bouncing motion of her massive melons. Her jugs jounce crazily up and down on her chest. Drops of milk fly from her nipple-tips. I look into her eyes. Black pools of infinity gaze steadily back. I have to have her. I will marry her as soon as possible. And get her pregnant as soon as possible. I am wild to possess all of her. I am desperate to fuck Maria into final surrender, to fuck her so deeply that I penetrate to the last molecule of her soul. "Say you love me!" I gasp. "Tell me that you love me..." "I love hyu!" Maria pleads. "I do love hyu, I do I do I do...I love hyu! Mi esposa! "My husban', my estrella, mi esposa!" Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang, goes the headboard against the wall. She gives and gives. I take and take. When we orgasm, my penis goes through the muscular spasm of ejaculation, but I have no fluids left to give. Our bodies part. Maria kisses me and pushes herself out of bed. Demurely, she covers her sweat- and semen-stained nakedness with a large bath towel. "Where are you going?" I say. "To nurse Markie. Weel hyu come later?" She touches her tits with an embarrassed smile. "To help me weeth thee milk?" "Of course darling. We can tell your mother about our engagement. And we have to pick a date." Maria bends down and kisses me on the forehead with great tenderness. "Go back to sleep, mi estrella," she murmurs. "I will need your strength later..." She showers, dresses, and slips out the door. I roll over and let heavy waves of sleep begin to wash over me. Before I sink into unconsciousness, the last thing I see, through my bedroom window, is the brilliant blue sky over the City of Angels. As I said, it almost never rains in L.A. But when it does, it's a monsoon. END "ANGEL IN THE RAIN" <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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