The Shortcut

Steve was intrigued by the combination of the yelp and the moan, and how closely the second followed the first. MMMMMMM, she liked it! Steve thought. He continued to fuck Claire’s mouth, harder and rougher now that she had shown her enthusiasm of everything going on around her.

Claire’s head remained in place with Steve maintaining control of her with his grip on her hair. But this too seemed to be something that didn’t inhibit her, but rather excited her. Her breathing and moaning told him all he needed to know. The sound of the first spank had barely stopped echoing off the living room walls when Steve wound up and let go of another.

SMACK! He looked at Claire’s ass, admiring the red mark he had left. “You like that, huh Claire?” Before she could answer, he planted another hard, firm spank on her ass.

The arousal level was exploding exponentially. With each spank, Claire was moaning louder and sucking Steve’s cock harder. Her hands were touching his balls and his legs, and they added an extra level of intensity to the nerve-ending pleasure. Steve knew the crest of the edge was at hand. He had been thinking earlier of the best way to cum for Claire, but those thoughts were lost in the whirlwind his brain had become. He knew that within seconds, he would have even less control than he did right now, and his control now was tenuous at best. Using his last bit of power, he gave Claire another spank.

At precisely the next second, Steve felt what could be described as a lightning bolt shoot up his spine. Involuntarily, he let out a gasping breathless scream, followed by a louder scream of impending ecstasy. He lurched back, but stopped himself, not wanting to lose contact with Claire’s mouth. Then, at the peak of the build up, his cock exploded inside her mouth, and Steve’s scream turned into a moan, a long drawn out sound that Steve hoped conveyed his spine-tingling pleasure.

As he spurted his cum inside her mouth, Steve pumped his cock over her smooth lips, Claire clenching them tight around his shaft. He looked down and watched her milking him, handling it all, but barely able to breath and accept his thrusts.

Steve continued to moan and fuck her mouth, but he reached down and took his cock from Claire. He continued to cum, and as Claire took a deep breath for the first time in a while, spurts of Steve’s cum covered her face. Steve smiled as she moaned with as much pleasure as he was feeling, willingly accepting his hot sticky load on her beautiful face.
 
Claire whimpered in pleasure as Steve's movements against her mouth increased in intensity. Gagging slightly on his deep, driving thrusts but sucking and licking him more and more. Then another smack tore the air, drawing a loud yelp from Claire, muffled by his cock but nothing could disguise the arching of her back and slight jerking of her hips in reaction. The skin tingling and almost burning from the slap.
“You like that, huh Claire?”
She had barely begun to attempt to answer, her muffled words barely leaving her lips when another slap turned them into a whimpered cry. Her body trembling, her pussy aching with sheer arousal as Steve began to take her body with increased aggression.
Another slap followed before Steve's body tensed and his own cries of pleasure drowned out her own. His shaft began to spasm, buried deeply in her mouth as he came. Filling her mouth and throat with his thick, warm seed. His hips continued to pump, albeit it at a much slower pace, for a few strokes before he withdrew. Allowing Claire to take a long gulping breath of air before she felt the sticky ropes of his cum landing across her face. Covering her cheeks and lips with his seed. She stayed where she was, listening to his whimpers and moans growing quieter as he pumped the last of his cum from his shaft, feeling it against her lips as she looked up and met his eyes.
 
Steve caught his breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Damn, CLaire, that was HOT!" he said as his hands slid from his face and he looked down toward her. She looked slutty with the cum dripping from her cheeks. He smiled at her as he reached for her face, his finger tips rubbing the cum into her skin.

Moving down closer to her, he used both of his hands to wipe the jizz from her skin, putting his hands then on her breasts to remove it there. She looked up at him, and he couldn't resist her eyes and beaming face anymore. He leaned toward her and kissed her, softly at first, appreciative of how she had pleasured him. The more he thought of how she had done so, the more intense the kiss became. His tongue parted her lips and his hands went back to both breasts, this time squeezing them as he had done before.

As they kissed this way, Steve moved Claire back on the couch, resting on top of her. Her body was so soft and inviting, he loved the feel of her breasts against his chest, and how thier legs intertwined.

Stopping the kiss, he looked at her again and whispered to her softly.

"Claire, I'm going to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you here, or on your bed?"
 
"Damn, Claire, that was HOT!"

Claire found herself to reply for a moment or two, instead she sat smiling up at Steve, watching him wipe at his forehead, before reaching down to rub his cooling seed into her skin. On her cheeks and face and then down to her breasts.
Within moments they were kissing again. Their lips meeting gently at first but soon their tongues were entwining as Steve gradually moved her back so that he was laid over her. His hands massaging her breasts and drawing fresh whimpers into his mouth.

"Claire, I'm going to fuck you. Do you want me to fuck you here, or on your bed?"

For a moment, Claire felt a tiny pang of guilt. She had allowed Steve to do things to her, to spank her...and she had enjoyed it. She had enjoyed having the strong hands of a stranger upon her body. And now that stranger wanted to take things further. He wasn't asking. He was telling her...and somehow...that increased her arousal tenfold and caused that pang of guilt to all but vanish.
"I...I don't mind..." She eventually replied. Knowing that her body was beyond caring where it was when it got to feel his large shaft slipping inside it.
 
Steve laughed in a way that, even as a surprise to him, sounded somewhat menacing. “That’s ok,” he said, as he moved back again to a kneeling position. “I’ll answer that question for you. The answer is both. Both here AND your bed. And maybe the kitchen, too, and any other room you have that I don’t know about. Hell, Claire, the night is young!”

Steve found a position between Claire’s legs and slid his hands slowly down her long smooth legs. When his hands reached her ankles, he held them tightly in his hands and lifted them, spreading Claire, exposing her pussy to him. He moaned at the pleasurable sight, and let go of one ankle so that he could touch her wet sex, letting her leg rest on his shoulder.

He fingered her pussy just enough to get her attention, not that he thought he had lost it. With that hand, he took hold of his cock and lurched his hips forward to allow the head to touch her.

“Oh FUCK yes, Claire. Your pussy feels SOOOOOO good. And I KNOW it feels better from the inside!” Steve reached up for her ankle again and took hold, spreading both of her legs wide in the air. With Claire at his mercy, he pushed forward, feeling her tight cunt resisting his invasion.
 
“That’s ok...I’ll answer that question for you. The answer is both. Both here AND your bed. And maybe the kitchen, too, and any other room you have that I don’t know about. Hell, Claire, the night is young!”
Steve laughed, a dark sounding laugh that sent a shiver through Claire's body. Looking at his physique as if seeing it for the first time, seeing the strength in the muscles before her. Knowing she would be unlikely to stop him from doing as he pleased...not sure why, but knowing that that fact seemed to turn her on even more. His hands ran down her spread legs, before catching hold of them at the ankles and splaying her legs lewdly in the air. Releasing one to stroke and finger her still aching sex. Her leg resting on his shoulder as whimpers left her mouth.
Suddenly he was pressing against her, the head of his large, hard cock rubbing against her tight opening.
“Oh FUCK yes, Claire. Your pussy feels SOOOOOO good. And I KNOW it feels better from the inside!”
Before she could respond in any way, he took hold of her ankles once more and plunged forwards. Her pussy stretching to try and accommodate his size, making her cry out and tense as he pushed insistently against her body's resistance to him. His hold tightening on her legs as he buried himself within her. Pinning her down with the movement.
"You're...you're so big..." Claire whimpered as his cock was finally buried to the hilt, feeling her pussy still fighting to accept him comfortably.
 
Steve could sense her struggle, but people responded to struggle in different ways, and Claire seemed to welcome it, feed off of it. Despite her whimpers of discomfort, and maybe pain, the look of pleasure on her face was definite and real. Even if Steve’s aggressiveness had been causing her pause, the signal from her was for him to proceed.

By this point, of course, Steve WAS proceeding, and he didn’t care what Claire thought about it. And that, he thought, maybe excited her that much more.

He slowly moved inside her, looking down to enjoy the wonderful sight of her pussy being stretched. Thankfully, she was wet from the building anticipation, and from her earlier orgasm brought about by his tongue. He gripped her ankles as he moved his hips, moving his eyes from his cock in her pussy to her upper body, which was moving with his as he drove deeper. Slowly, as if to tease her, he pulled back, but then lurched forward quickly, causing Claire to cry out from the unexpected push.

Again, although somewhat tentative about what was happening to her, Steve could see a glimmer of satisfaction on Claire’s face. Yes, he thought. I hope I’m right about this. She wants me to TAKE her! With that thought, Steve’s hips began a rhythmic action, his hard cock exploring Claire deeper and deeper.
 
Claire cried out, her back arching, as Steve withdrew slowly only to slam back inside her. His body claiming hers with desire and passion...taking hers as his own.
Just the thought of submitting to his lusts and wants sent fresh shivers throughout her body. Letting herself be pleasured and give pleasure to this relative stranger in her own home. It all seemed so very unlike her and yet it turned her on even more the more she thought about it.
"Oh...oh yes...yes Steve...take me...fuck me..." Her words left her lips, moaned and unbidden. Her body acting on it's own interests now. Her hips rising up as much as they could to meet his thrusts, her fingers idly playing with her nipples as her large breasts rippled back and forth with the motion of his body with hers.
 
Steve could only be driven into her more as her words begged him to take her. The fact that she wanted to be taken was pleasant to him, but not necessary. He thought back to all of the events that lead up to this moment. How he and Claire happened to be walking in the same stretch of woods, how she heard him coming towards him, but he chose not to approach her. Since she was alone, that made her vulnerable to the attacker. Steve fought him off, rescuing her, and that lead them where they were now, locked together in a heated passion that was Steve’s just reward for recognizing fate.

Claire, for her part, was more resigned to her fate, rather than accepting of it. She knew and understood that this man had been brought into her life not at a time or a circumstance of her choosing. Yet she agreed to play her part in all of it, surrendering her body to him, doing as he said, obeying his spoken and unspoken orders, and pleasing him with every move of her body.

The more Claire moved her hips toward Steve, the harder he fucked her, and that made her hips move toward him even more. This endless cycle fed itself, and the moans and screams filled Claire’s living room. Seeing her play with her nipples had an explosive affect on Steve, and he was set off by her little erotic play. He felt himself about to explode and quickly removed himself from her pussy.

As Claire continued to pinch and fondle her nipples, Steve climbed up her body and emptied his cum on her breasts, bathing her nipples and fingers with the pearly fluid. He kneeled over her, moving his spewing cock from one set of joined nipple and fingers to the other, leaving a trail of cum between her breasts.
 
Claire cried out as Steve's thrusts grew deeper and harder, shifting her body back and forth a little upon the couch. Her back arching upwards as her fingers teased her own nipples, pulling them a little, sending shocks of pleasure through her body to her pussy, making it clench even tighter around Steve's shaft.
Then suddenly he withdrew, climbing on top of her and moving up her body until his cock began to twitch in his hand, spraying her breasts and fingers with his seed.
The thick ropes of cum decorating her nipples as she lay beneath him, her chest heaving from their rough coupling and eyes bright. Feeling the warm, white liquid landing across her chest, trailing between the two peaks of her breasts and on her fingertips.
She looked up at him as his cock finally stopped it's twitching. Not sure what to say, knowing that even though this was his second climax in as many minutes, this could not be the end of their encounter. She could see in his eyes that he had more he wanted to do, to try...
"I...I think you enjoyed that..." She smiled, almost shyly, as the warm liquid began to cool a little against her breasts.
 
With her tits covered in Steve’s cum, Claire now had no illusion of control she may have been holding on to up to that moment. Steve was gradually but surely making it clear to her that he would do to her as he pleased. The best part of that was that their mutual enjoyment of the activities so far had been perfect. But, at least as Steve was concerned, the night was still full of potential.

He looked down at her, enjoying the sight of the ropes of cum on her large breasts, and then smiled as their eyes met. “Yes, you could say I enjoyed it. And don’t lie to me….you did too.” He moved back off the couch and stood on the floor. Hurrying along, almost as if they had an agenda to stick to, he took her hand, and pulled her up to her feet with him.

“Come on, love. Let’s move this party to the bedroom.” They walked hand-in-hand, Steve almost dragging her along, as they exited the living room, walked eagerly down the hallway, and made their way to Claire’s bed. Steve paused a moment to look at it, knowing that within minutes, he would be taking her on her bed. That had a special meaning to him. Prior to this, he had eaten her, taken her, several times already. But in the living room, it sort of felt like he was sneaking her into her parents basement.

Steve had immediate plans for Claire on her bed. Was this taking their coming-together to another level? Was allowing Steve to fuck her on her bed further pushing her mystery boyfriend out of the picture? Steve wondered if she actually was thinking about these things, but decided it wasn’t really important. He thought of what he wanted to do to her, and pulled her toward him, kissing her as he felt her body come to his.

He felt the stickiness of his cum as it met his own chest, but that only added to the hot lusty passion of the kiss. As if lead by unseen forces, he pushed her on the bed, their bodies intertwined in an out-of-control mass of limbs. As they kissed and touched and grabbed, Steve turned Claire away from him, his hands finding her breast as he kissed the side of her neck.

He nudged closer to her, pressing his hips against her ass. His hand began a slow and teasingly seductive slide down her belly, to her pussy, but only stopping there briefly. Moving along her hip, his hand softly took hold of her ass, squeezing it, his fingers slowly moving inside the space between. As he did this, his mouth moved to her ear, and Claire could hear Steve’s breathing getting faster again.
 
“Yes, you could say I enjoyed it. And don’t lie to me….you did too.”
Claire felt her cheeks flush a little more at his words before a light gasp left her lips as he pulled her to her feet.
“Come on, love. Let’s move this party to the bedroom.”
She followed him, struggling almost to keep up with his long strides, his hand in hers insistently pulling her along with him.

As they entered her bedroom, they both paused. She knew that this was changing into something else. This was no longer a fumble on a couch with a near stranger in a moment of being upset and angry with Robert. This was different. Allowing Steve to take her in her own bed, something she didn't doubt was going to happen as she knew she was in no position to deny him anything, would mean something more. Changing their relationship, changing her relationship with Robert.
Robert...her boyfriend who still hadn't called to see if she'd gotten home safely...or left his 'precious' party to make sure of it in person...

Her thoughts were cut off as Steve pulled her into his arms, his mouth laying claim to hers once more. Her cum covered breasts crushing against his chest. The sticky, cool liquid spreading across them both.

The next thing she was aware of was that he had pushed her back onto the bed, his body almost crushing down on hers as his hands roamed over her body. Manipulating her, moving her to fit his new desires, she found herself with her back to him. His hips rocking against her behind and his hand snaking down her front, making her whimper as it grazed her pussy before moving behind her to take a firm hold of her ass. Slipping between their bodies as his heavy breathing tickled her ear.

Surely he wouldn't be able to take her again, not so soon after climaxing on her face and again on her breasts. Her stomach tensed wondering how long Steve would last for...wondering for a moment what she was in for...what else he had planned for her...as she knew he would have decided what he wanted long ago. This wasn't a random grope anymore, he was using her to please his desires, the way they had moved along the corridor in to the bedroom had made it seem as if he a list of things to do to her, a long list, that he wanted to get on with. And what made that nervous feeling grow slightly was that she knew she was enjoying it.
 
Steve looked briefly at Claire's face as his fingers traced slowly down the crease of her ass, listeing to her moan softly, sighing really. He allowed his fingers to graze along her opening, all the while watching her reaction. It was one of resigned pleasure, her eyes closed, the moans and gasps and sighs emmited from her mouth in soft sexy manner.

He held his body tight to hers, keeping his chest against her back, his mouth on her neck, and moving occasionally to her ear.

"You feel me touching your asshole, Claire, I know you do." he whispered to her while his fingers became bolder, exploring more and more. "You know what I'm going to do next, just as much as I do."

He stopped talking long enough to look down at her ass, allowing his finger to enter her, then quickly turned his head back to see her reaction. Nice, so far, he though of how she responded, but nothing compared to what's in store for us. He softly and slowly moved Claire on her stomach, moved between her legs as he spread them. This time with two fingers he penetrated her, stretching open her hot tight ass.

Claire offered no resistence, not that Steve expected any. He took her by the hips and moved her back so that she was on all fours. Moving up to his knees, Steve guided his cock to Claire's asshole, holding the swollen head there, and slowly began to spread her open.
 
"You feel me touching your asshole, Claire, I know you do...You know what I'm going to do next, just as much as I do."
Claire's insides were turning over and over with nerves. She could feel his fingers stroking her ass, something she'd never had touched before...and definitely never had it taken before. She tensed as his finger slid inside, a quiet gasp left her mouth but nothing more.
She felt him move her over onto her stomach, spreading her legs and now slipping two fingers inside her tight behind. She fidgeted a little, unsure of what to say...or how to say it...scared but undeniably excited.
Within moments she was on her knees, feeling Steve move behind her, positioning himself against her. Pressing forwards.
"I...I've never..." She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she felt the large head of his shaft pushing into her.
 
"I...I've never..." She said softly, her voice barely above a whisper as she felt the large head of his shaft pushing into her.

Of course she hadn’t! That made it that much better! Claire’s virgin ass was there for Steve’s taking. He ran his hands smoothly along her ass as she knelt there, on all fours, waiting for his next move, unable and seemingly unwilling to stop him. His hands gripped her, holding her in place, all the movement at his direction and under his control. The only thing Steve could not control was the noises coming from Claire, the gasps of uncertainty, the whimpers of losing control. No, Steve couldn’t control those noises unless he took extraordinary steps, but he had no intention of doing so. He wanted those noises to continue, and as he prepared to enter Claire’s ass, he knew they would become much more pronounced.

As he gripped her tight, Steve began to move his hips ever so slightly. It wasn’t his intention to be gentle with her, rather he wanted to make the uncertainty and apprehension linger. Steve could sense with a large degree of certainty that in Claire’s mind, there was a growing sense of trepidation, and there had to have been a growing urge to stop him.

But she didn’t. It was only conjecture on Steve’s part, but he wondered if there was a part of Claire, deep down, that was enjoying this on so many levels. Outwardly, she was a responsible, young, smart and rational person. She was in a developing relationship with a nice guy and seemed to be moving her life in all of the expected directions.

Suddenly, she found herself in her apartment with a strange man, a man she had only met hours ago. That alone was not in Clair’s usual character, but to take matters further, she allowed herself to be taken by him, several times in fact. And now….now she was going to cross a line that she had never done before, with this man she did not know. Every part of Claire’s rational mind had to be telling her to make him stop, Steve thought. But she wasn’t stopping it. She wanted him to do this.

So he did. With a steady, slow, and firm thrust, Steve pushed his hard cock into Claire’s ass. The tightness and the heat was something he had expected, but it still felt inviting and he pushed in further than he normally would have on the first thrust. At the top of his initial stroke, he pulled back slowly, then with a force that rocked Claire ahead, he filled her ass a second time.
 
Claire felt his grip on her hips tighten at her words. Almost feeling Steve's excitment at taking her virgin ass for the very first time radiating from him as he rocked his hips against her. Not especially gently, but not with enough force to penetrate her. As if he were rubbing in the fact she had handed over her control to him, intentionally or not he was unquestionably in charge and now she was about to surrender something to him that no other would be able to claim.
She didn't have to surrender anything, she could push him away and demand that he leave. But she didn't...couldn't...something was stopping her, something more than nerves or fear at his reaction...something deep inside that almost wanted this to happen...
She cried out as he thrust forwards slowly and smoothly, his head parting her ass and slipping inside. Her rear protested his entrance, her entire body tensing and trembling at the discomfort of his shaft stretching her tight ass. He seemed to keep pushing into her for a small enternity. Taking a deep shuddering breath as he paused.
"It...you're...you're so big..." She whimpered before her words were lost to a louder cry as he withdrew and slammed back inside her. The force almost knocking her down off of her hands. Her rear stinging with heat as he filled her once more. Trying to pull away a little, trying to ease the tense, stretched feeling in her ass but he held her fast. If anything his grip tightened, making her heart rate increase a little more and, more worryingly, fresh thrills of excitement rush between her legs.
 
As Steve began to invade and violate Claire’s ass, he listened to her wailings and screams. He began to think that this was a component that she wanted…she wanted the pain, she wanted the loss of control. It only made sense. As he roughly thrust into her, he knew that in a strange way, she was counting on him to take control of this situation and cause her screams to be even more intense, for the pain to be memorable, and for his control to be complete.

He won either way, of course. Regardless of her feelings on the matter, Steve had Claire where he could use her for his own satisfaction. Her ass was his, and he was taking full advantage of that fact driving his hard cock deep inside her ass, deeper with each rocking thrust. But Steve had never been a man to merely fuck a woman’s body. Always attuned to her feelings, to her desires and to her rhythms, Steve wished to involve all of his partner, her mind as much as anything. He didn’t go overboard, and get to “touchy-feely” as the saying went, but for his own gratification, he wanted his ladies to be as mentally involved in their love making as he could make possible.

If the woman wasn’t willing to cooperate, Steve went along with it and just fucked her silly. But that as definitely not the case with Claire. Her signals were as clear as a bell, and Steve would have been a fool to ignore them. She was begging to be controlled, asking for him to take her where she had never been. Fucking her ass was only a part of it. She needed for him to bring light to previously dark places in her mind. He couldn’t go there with her, but he could experience her exploration. He had a good idea that he would be able to tell if she made it to those places in her mind.

So far, the signs were positive. The limited words she had muttered to him, about having never been fucked in her ass, and the size of his cock, may have sounded like protests. Steve knew they were not. They were the sound of Claire posting markers along this road she had never been down before. Despite the fact that Steve was enjoying the most perfect physical bliss he could ever remember, he understood that he was only along for the ride – Claire’s ride.
 
Claire felt her body being driven into the bed sheets as Steve began to take her ass, claiming it as he had claimed the rest of her body. The body she seemed to have now surrendered entirely to him.

Crying out, struggling a little as his large shaft tore into her tight passage over and over again, knowing damn full well this wasn't love making, this was fucking, this was something she had never experienced before. In this position she had no way of stopping him, no way of ending things, she was entirely at his mercy, in his grip and under his complete control and knowing all of those things made her shiver and tremble.

Claire was in a situation that was totally alien to her, something she knew she had fantasised about...more than once...being taken, being used like this...but she had never expected it to happen, least of all at the hands of some strong, mysterious stranger who seemed to know exactly how to tease and torment her body into betraying her, into submitting.

"Please...you're...you're hurting me..." Claire whimpered, her face almost pressing entirely against the bed beneath her now, muffling the sounds. Her ass high in the air as his powerful thrusts had long since knocked her forwards onto her elbows. Her breasts pinned beneath her as she was pinned beneath him.
She couldn't go anywhere or do anything to stop him, not now.
And if she was honest with herself, she knew she had no intention of doing so.
 
Oh course I’m hurting you, Claire, Steve said to himself. And I’m going to continue to hurt you. And you won’t stop me! He let her words hang in the air of her bedroom, letting her think about what she said, maybe allowing her to absorb the reality of a fantasy that was coming true for her.

“I’m not sure I sense any objection in your voice, Claire,” Steve said as he continued to force his cock into her tight anal passage. “Maybe the pain your feeling is just another kind of pleasure. Until you actually stop me, that’s how I’m going to think. And I don’t think you’re stopping me anytime soon.”

As an accent or punctuation on the whole concept of pain and pleasure, Steve gave her a loud smack on her ass. The sound bounced off the walls with its suddenness, and he followed it up with a second. Her moans again failed to indicate anything that would suggest she was in discomfort, even though she could feel the pain. They were definitely moans and groans of pleasure. Steve knew it, and so did Claire, but Steve also knew he had a responsibility to his new lover to continue with this approach. She was enjoying being inflicted upon. He had to remind himself that despite their current intimacy, they were still strangers.

What does she really think about me? Steve thought. I wonder if she’s thinking about what I’m capable of. He thought about how they had met, how he had saved her from the attacker. Thoughts and ideas were coming to life. Steve was in position to take Claire down a road where fantasy, reality, truth and fiction all blended together with the physical pleasures to make something unforgettable.

Steve hoped she could handle it. But even if it turned out she couldn’t, that itself would be a unique experience for her.

Still driving into her ass, close to cumming yet again, he looked at her as she turned her head and their eyes met.

“This is really nice, right here, right now. The only thing I’m concerned about is I might have punched your assailant a little too hard. When I paid him $50.00 to act like he was attacking you, so I could “save” you, I never mentioned I was going to punch him. Hope he’s not too mad at me later when I take him out for a drink.”

Without waiting for a response from her, Steve slammed his eyes shut again, and erupted inside her ass.
 
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