Twenty-One - Part 3 of 3

Brooke's hook-up with English businessman Gavin McClain has led to a harsh but thrilling seduction back in his hotel suite. Now two swats into a 21st birthday spanking, with the promise of hard penetration on the other side, her celebration is about to get real.Oh shit, oh shit. He?ll damn well split me in two ?Whack. The sound?palm hard on ass-flesh?rang in Brooke?s ears an instant before pain blossomed once more, briefly obliterating the prospect of that first angry cock-stroke. ?Owww! Fuck. Three.?How many to go? Simple mental arithmetic had been all but swatted from her mind. There were four fewer at any rate, once Gavin?s arm had whipped back and forth twice, splatting hard against her cheeks on each swing. ?Ow! Ow! Shit! Four, five, six, seven ? Goddamn!? She clutched hard on the mantle to help absorb the smarting, her own flushed face staring back at her from the mirror. Behind her Gavin was smiling broadly. Damn, he looked pleased with himself, blood surging no doubt to further engorge his dick on each swat.?Having fun??She glared at him, before he clapped his hand forcefully to her ass-cleft and gripped. ?God! Eight ?? His middle finger stroked a line of liquid pleasure on her slit, all the more exquisite amid the burn of her cheeks.?Everything plump and wet down here. Seems the birthday girl gets off on a bit of ass-abuse.?He changed his supporting grasp from shoulder to breast and squeezed hard, whacking again twice on the tender base of her rump so that she yelped and jolted. Fuck, that hurt.?Nine. Ten.? She swallowed a sob and breathed deeply, tensed for the imminent follow-up.?Almost halfway. And afterwards ?? Gavin?s finger teased the channel of her spine up and down from the start of her ass-crack. The hot sensation was just beginning to ebb, when ?Whack. Sharp on her flank, enough to leave a print. ?Aaagh! Eleven, you fucker.? He laughed. So swearing only encouraged him then. But maybe that was what she wanted. She writhed under his touch as he fondled her tits; his spanking hand lingered about her rump, tickling and taunting.?Sore???Y-Yes.??Good.? Whack. Whack. Alternate cheeks. Whiplash fast and scorching.?Ohhh!? Her eyes began to well. ?Twelve. Thirteen.? Whack. Same spot as seconds prior, merciless in speed and accuracy. ?Ohhh god! Fourteen!? She sucked in her sob, as the pain bloomed red-hot.?Too much? Here, let me help.? His hand relented its grasp of her well-fondled tits and plunged, skimming her mound until his middle finger found her clitoris. Not much searching was required, so swollen was it from a lust born of his torment. The fingertip rotated easily on her wet nub, palm pressed firmly to her lower belly. Her body responded instantly, loins grinding to meet his intimate touch. Gorgeousness spread through her belly and swelled her nipples to a flinty hardness. It almost made her forget the burn of her ass-flesh. ?That make it better???Yes. Yes, oh yes ?? Whack. Sharp and unforgiving, on her already-reddened buttocks. ?Fuck! Fucking ouch! Fifteen!? Then it came back to her, the touch of that steadily working finger, mitigating the cruelty of his palm. Her cries melted into keening moans, sounds she had never heard before from her own mouth. The spanks were a price worth paying for how her pussy felt right now. Bring it on you bastard.He did, with a trio of butt-quivering thwaks?left, right and centre?as his palm moulded harder to her mound and his finger sped up on her button. ?Fucking shit!? Waves of pleasure washed outwards from her clit, clashing with those of pain; each accentuating the other, the combined effect swallowing her up in exquisite sensation. ?Sixteen. Seventeen. Oh god, eighteen.? She fought to control her breathing, palms clutching the mantelpiece fit to crack its marble. Her face was a mess of sweat, tears and mascara. He hadn?t been lying when he?d threatened to spoil her pristine look. God, the big-dicked fucker must be mighty pleased with his handiwork. He?d be even happier when he saw her come like a crazed bitch, which, if the amazing sensations rippling through her cunt were an indication, would not be long from happening.Whack. She gritted her teeth against the hot sweet agony. ?Nineteen.? Oh my Christ, nineteen. So close. So close to what he?d promised. Her birthday spanks counting upwards to an experience she could not even imagine. His busy finger whipping her into a froth of expectation, spanking-hand now cupping and soothing the cheeks it had so sorely inflamed. Caressing them with the tenderness of a lover, then slowing, steadying, judging with precision ?Whack. ?Son of a bitch!? Right on the same spot as before. ?Twenty. Oh god, twenty.?His finger plunged inside her and her tight channel clutched it in response. She glimpsed his expression and saw the slyness in a face already clouded with lust. Yes, yes I?m fucking wet for you and you know it, you bastard. It was true. Her cunt was the sopping core of everything he was making her feel. It needed to be sopping, with what it had in store. That great beast, bobbing and twitching and brushing kaçak iddaa her hip. One hard spank was all that remained, before it invaded her.?Ready?? His finger burrowed and squelched, the pad of his palm grating against her clit as he finger-fucked. ?Ready to take me all inside you??Oh sweet Jesus. Oh God save me. ?Yeah.??Is that your birthday wish???Uh-huh.??To be fucked by the bad-guy? To have him fuck you hard???Uh-huh. Yeah. Oh god, it so totally is.?He pulled his finger from the suck of her slit and positioned his masculine bulk behind her, till there it was?the head of his huge extension nudging at her cunt-lips. She was already hovering on the brink of orgasm, when he guided himself beyond her lips and began to saw back and forth against her clit. So exquisite was the sensation she all but forgot the flaming of her ass-cheeks. This was too much, too close to all-consuming ecstasy. At peril of her own life she had to have him.?Oh please, please ???You begging, Brooke???I am, I?m begging.??I like that. Do it some more.??Please, put it in me. Put it fucking in me, as far as it?ll go. I?m begging you.??It?ll be my pleasure. Once we?ve finished our count.? He completed it himself, his features darkening with ferocity. ?Twenty-one, plus one for luck.?His fingers grappled her shoulder and his spanking arm thrashed twice, palm exploding against her flank on each blow. The action shivered her to the tits and her reflection screamed back at her in sync with the nerve-endings of her afflicted bum-cheek. Her mind and body reeled from the renewed scorching of her tender skin. Somewhere in the middle of it all she registered the adjustment of Gavin?s cock so that the head prodded against her labia. All his macho strength was poised behind it and on his face was calm, evil satisfaction. His grip on her, shoulder and hip, tightened.?Let?s get this party started,? he said, as her cunt-lips parted under pressure. ?Oh, and many happy returns.?He thrust, his body surging in to meet hers as his cock opened her wide. She gasped in response to being filled with so much so suddenly?and knew he was nowhere close to packing it all in. How pleased he looked at her wide-mouthed reaction, lips stretched as comically as when he?d had his dick between them. This time it was hard and pulsing in her cunt.?That?s it,? he said with grim delight, extending the moment for dramatic effect, then drawing back and plunging deeper. ?There it is, right where it should be.? He clutched her firmly and began pumping, getting her used to the sensation of being stretched out by that testing girth, ramming the length gradually further.She clutched the mantle and fixated on his tight thrusting presence inside her, the friction of his shaft against her slippery walls. There he was?look at him?the charming man from the bar, owning her naked body with that steel grip, stripped to his muscular glory and shunting the first of a hard fuck inside her. Oh my god! Oh my fucking god, I?m coming! The stored-up orgasm burst with such ferocity she thought it would shatter her cunt. She spasmed around him, as though trying to capture the cock that ploughed her. Her throat gave vent to an unhinged ecstasy. Fuck?fuck? he was speeding up his strokes as she shuddered wildly on him, squelching deeper as her body?s response lubricated his progress.?That?ll do the trick,? he was saying. ?Now let?s get it all in there.? He shafted with vigour through an extended climax that fried her whole body. When she came out of it, trembling and twitching, his presence inside her was more massive than ever?thick and rigid and scarily deep. Christ, surely he?d shoved the whole of it up there by now!It turned out not to be so, and Gavin was hell-bent on doing the job right. His sawing was hearty and regular, his grip tight. ?You know,? he said, a rigid set to his jaw, ?I was going to pick up some haughty New York socialite tonight, strip her of all her pretentions and bang her into a slutty heap. I?d forgotten how much enjoyment there is to be had training up a fresh young girl?s inexperienced cunt. I?m glad you swallowed your nerves and came hitting on me.? For all the duress under which he was putting her sex, she was glad of it too and moaned incoherent appreciation at the sentiment. ?Now relax,? he whispered, with a tenderness that alarmed her. ?Time to go really deep.?He launched a stroke that inched deeper than anything Brooke had imagined possible and held it there. A plaintive whimper uttered from her throat, but she was too turned-on and mind-blown to care about the pain of his probing. He withdrew a little and thrust again, emphasizing his presence. ?There we are. Balls-deep, like I promised?all I have inside the birthday girl.? The proof of his words nestled against her sore ass-cheeks.?Oh god,? she moaned in piteous wonder. ?That?s a whole lotta cock.?He laughed and it gratified her to have pleased him, to have flattered that big fat pulsing ego. ?You?re a good sport, Brooke,? he said, as the pumping motion recommenced inside her, his glans finding her core on kaçak bahis each thrust. ?It?s giving me a lot of pleasure to be rammed this far inside you.? He began taking that pleasure to the full, increasing in force and fluidity, driving it into her so that her body jolted rhythmically to the repeated filling of her cunt. ?You do want to provide me with pleasure, don?t you???God yes, I do ???Make me feel good even though I?m so bad.??Yes.? Because you?re so bad. How fucked-up was that? Fucked-up and oh so hot.?Well that?s just one more reason to like you, isn?t it??He reached around with one hand and molested her breasts some more, palming them turn-about in firm squishing handfuls as he fucked. His cock sustained its hard attentions some minutes further, testing the elastic limit of her cunt, forcing the breath from her body every time she gathered it. ?Of course,? he remarked, having provided her with a formidable stretching, ?I?ve got to remind myself that this isn?t all about me. It?s your celebration after all. So what do you say we add to the fun???I ? I ?? She couldn?t imagine how they might do that.Gavin extracted his cock, though her channel clung wetly to every inch, reluctant to give it up for all its abuse. Then she was grasped by the crook of her elbow and led stumbling into the centre of the suite?s sitting-room, her voided pussy aching in more ways than one. ?Stand there. Don?t move,? he said, and before she could think what alternatives were available, he had snatched her discarded tights from the floor and was binding her wrists tightly, skilfully, behind her back. ?Not always my shtick, but it seems appropriate to the occasion. Girl like you needs her expectations stretched along with her cunt. There?no getting out of that. Not that you?ll want to, you naughty bitch.?He was right. By now Brooke was down with any plan this fucker had. Her heart was pumping with added force at the knotting-together of her arms and when he propelled her towards the window-frame, cardio-vascular excitement only increased. He as good as threw a mock-antique chair out of the way and pinned back the heavy velvet drapes at both sides, exposing her to the cityscape in all its neon glory. Then he pushed her naked body close to the glass, bent her over and pressed his cock-head to her puffed and ready gash.?Hell of a town, right?? he was saying. ?I know I?m the tourist, but come on?look at that view. Take a good look.?Fingers clamped like they were ironclad on her shoulder, then all the lights went blurry as he delivered the first stroke. No incremental penetration second time around; he speared her in a single mighty thrust, her cunt expanding to swallow his length and girth. She yelled loud enough to wake whatever souls slept in the city that never did.?Brooke?s a big girl now,? he said, slapping his other hand to her tender groin as he embarked on a new more punishing session of shafting. And all Manhattan?s going to see it. The pretty naked slut trussed up and fucked from behind. I?d take you to my club and fuck you on stage, but you?re on display to a whole city now. So fucking enjoy your moment.?She had no idea if a soul could see her, but gave herself up to the fantasy nonetheless, imagining cabbies, vendors, couples and late-night office employees watching her tits shiver and her body jolt. They?d see the suave irresistible brute clutching her and guess at how much cock he was ramming up inside on every thrust. It?s a lot, people, it?s a whole damn lot!His groin was whacking into her like another birthday count as he repeatedly buried himself. And the pad of his finger had located her clit again, at just the right moment. How delicious the ordeal to which she?d submitted herself?she wouldn?t have cared if the city knew.?You are enjoying it, aren?t you girl?? her beautiful persecutor remarked. ?Every damn second. Christ, you?re a slippery bitch. Your juice is leaking all over my balls.? She didn?t doubt it, from the sense of a wet sucking each time he plunged, though the impending climax was threatening to blot all else from her mind. Oh god, here I go again. Oh fuck, I?m going to come for him, on him, all over him ?He knew it, for his fingers strummed a frantic blur on her clitoris, cock still pumping. What perfect timing this man had. She burst, hell she fucking effervesced?Gavin?s bound bitch juddering and wailing as her cunt anointed his deep-thrusting dick all over again. Had any girl known a birthday happier than this one?Brooke was still reeling from orgasm two when Gavin made another slurping-wet exit from inside her. He whirled her giddily around and put her on her knees before she had time to register his intentions. ?Clean-up duties. Get busy.? Even in her disoriented frame of mind it was no chore?hard cock garnished with her own sweet juice. Her lascivious tongue set to work and washed him down from glistening tip to balls that were sticky with girl-cum. And every magnificent inch in between. She kissed the underside when she was done and stared up at him with faux meekness.?Bad man pleased illegal bahis with his good girl??Her own audacity shocked her. It also earned a reward. Her ?bad man? laughed once more and cupped her face with his hand, before reversing their positions?lifting her to her feet and dropping to his knees. She squealed and wobbled as his tongue thrust, but was prevented from falling by a double-handed grabbing of her ass. Still a mass of post-orgasmic sensitivity, she squeaked and moaned, tits thrusting, bound hands clenching, as he feasted on her dripping, swollen sex.He repaid her thoroughness, tongue-tip flicking artfully over her clit and labia, lapping at her thighs, along with its protracted interior delving. Then he proved even more assiduous, twirling her around and parting her cheeks, so that all of her wetness could be lapped up. Her hands twitched in response to the flicker of his tongue-tip on her anal star, but the bonds prevented her from clutching and massaging her nipples like she desired. Instead she teetered on her heels, fingering tufts of Gavin?s hair as he squeezed her cheeks and lapped hungrily between them. The succulent goings-on in that impossibly intimate region brought her close to passing out.?Call that an additional present,? he told her once he?d left off the exquisite torture and climbed her body, still-wet cock brushing her leg as he rose. ?You bring out my magnanimous side.? Her captor drew her tight to him and kissed her, his resolutely hard organ pressed vertical between them. ?There. Now let?s put you to work again.?Brooke had gone beyond anxiety at his declarations of intent. They simply excited her now. On being guided roughly towards the bedroom section of the suite, she thrilled to the promise of a new development. Gavin sat himself on the bed, erection thrusting, and drew her after him, gripping her tightly by her stocking-snagged arms. ?I?ve fucked you, now you?re going to fuck me right back. Sit that tight pussy down on this cock and get busy.? He gripped himself by the base to facilitate her.Once more her breath stalled, the evening?s wild eroticism overtaking her. Kneeling astride his unwavering tower, she manoeuvred herself so that the head squidged against her entrance. It was up to her this time and with his expectant gaze consuming her from where he lay, she couldn?t balk. I can take you, Mr goddamn Big, just you watch ? She took the head inside herself and tensing her hips and ass for control kept going?descending inch after inch, her head swimming with deliciousness as her walls were pushed wide once more.Inches still remained at the base she knew, when she slowed to a stop and made her plea. Words came with the utmost difficulty anytime she had him stuffed inside her. ?It?d really help if you?d undo my wrists, Gavin. I could do so much more for you.? Her pussy spasmed around him as she said it. To be bold with this man, even while offering to be the best little fuck-slut she could, aroused the hell out of her. ?I mean,? she proceeded, tautening her thighs and pumping on him slowly, ?I can do some of this, but if you?d be so kind ?? Through all her body was feeling, she managed her best good-girl lip bite.?Since you?re so eager to please ?? He sat up to help her out, arms wrapping her as he unknotted the bindings. The head of his cock pressed against her rear cunt-wall as he squeezed close and she gasped at the renewed ache. ?I?m very indulgent with you, Brooke. I hope you appreciate that.??I do. Oh I do.? Her lips were inches from his cruel mouth, yet she was not quite brave enough to kiss it spontaneously this time. She revelled in his hot breath, the beaded sweat on his upper lip and the clutch of his arms as he unloosed her. What luxury to flex her palms, to slide them once more over his shoulders and pectorals. ?Lie back,? she breathed, teasing his ridged nipples with her nails and grinding on him gently. ?I want to make you feel good.??Is that so?? He lay, arms spread crucifix-wide, an ?impress me? taunt on his lips. She bent over him in all his lazy arrogance, hands clutching the scarlet bedspread either side of his head, knees digging into the bedding too, and moving herself up and down on him. God, to massage that great fat pole with her own stretched-out interior?what a big-girl she was now. He could have gone home with anyone in that bar, but the sexy fucker had chosen her. He wanted to have his cock enclosed within her like this, to have her working it?slowly up and down?with her cunt. To have her gliding on him so smoothly, however tight a fit he might be.See? I can take you on. I can be what you need.?You like that? Is that nice for you?? The words came out between short pants of breath. She pressed into the bedding and glided back and forth on him.?I like it, Brooke.? His voice was a low growl. ?It?s very ? sweet. Now give me some dirty.?Damn. Well of course he was going to play it like that. Brooke deepened her push down onto him, her eyes closing in aching response to the increased volume she was taking inside. She ran her tongue-tip across her upper lip and pushed one-handed into the covers so she could clasp and squeeze a breast, both for herself and for his visual entertainment. ?You want a dirty girl? Do you? I?ll be your dirty girl.?