Ask the rancher to fist fuck you properly
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He puts his fingers in your mouth so that you can lubricate them with your saliva, and then he begins to work his arm into your pussy again. He worms his fist deep into you by rotating and fucking his arm in and out. It doesn’t take as long this time since your pussy is still stretched out from its earlier violation and because you are exceedingly wet. Soon he is back in up to his elbow. | He puts his fingers in your mouth so that you can lubricate them with your saliva, and then he begins to work his arm into your pussy again. He worms his fist deep into you by rotating and fucking his arm in and out. It doesn’t take as long this time since your pussy is still stretched out from its earlier violation and because you are exceedingly wet. Soon he is back in up to his elbow. | ||
| - | + | The man begins to move his arm in and out of you in long, slow strokes, and gradually increases his pacing. You begin to rub your clit, but he bats your hand away with his free one. | |
“Stay out of my way while I’m working,” he says curtly. | “Stay out of my way while I’m working,” he says curtly. | ||
Revision as of 07:10, 20 May 2011
“That felt really good when you were penetrating me,” you say. “Would you mind doing it harder so I can get off?”
The rancher grins and pushes you back down onto the grass. You draw your legs up to your chest again, presenting your holes to him.
He puts his fingers in your mouth so that you can lubricate them with your saliva, and then he begins to work his arm into your pussy again. He worms his fist deep into you by rotating and fucking his arm in and out. It doesn’t take as long this time since your pussy is still stretched out from its earlier violation and because you are exceedingly wet. Soon he is back in up to his elbow.
The man begins to move his arm in and out of you in long, slow strokes, and gradually increases his pacing. You begin to rub your clit, but he bats your hand away with his free one. “Stay out of my way while I’m working,” he says curtly.
He then ramps up his pumping speed dramatically, and begins to really fuck you with his arm. He pistons you at a rate of several thrusts per second for a minute or so, bringing you close to orgasm. Your moaning alerts him to this fact and he abruptly slows down.
“Don’t stop…” you say weakly.
Still fucking you slowly with his right arm, the rancher puts the fingers of his free hand into your mouth. You accept them hungrily and coat them with saliva.
The rancher then pokes his left middle finger into your asshole, followed by his index and then his ring finger. He works his whole hand into your asshole while still keeping his other arm up your snatch. To get a better angle, he rolls you onto your left side. You hold your right leg up in the air as high as you can to give him the best access possible.
Using a similar technique to the one he employed on your pussy, though with greater difficulty due to the tightness and lack of natural lubrication associated with this orifice, the rancher pushes his arm deep inside your ass, causing you a great deal of discomfort as you are stretched near to the breaking point.
Now, with both of his arms buried up to the elbows inside your holes, the rancher begins to fuck you with them, using alternating strokes. He does this slowly at first but increases his speed quickly. You bite your lip and whine, resisting the urge to reach down and touch your clit.
Before long, he is brutalizing you with abandon, like a boxer hitting a punching bag, pulling his arms almost all the way out of you and then burying them back to the elbows with each stroke. Occasionally, he would pull a fist out of you entirely, leaving you with a massively gaping hole, before plunging back inside.
Unable to play with your clit, you instead settle for tweaking your nipples. As your double fist fuck continues, you feel a powerful climax building and you begin to pinch your nipples more roughly as you approach it.
When the stimulation finally pushes you over the edge into orgasm, you bite your lip and let out a high pitched scream through gritted teeth, digging into your nipples with your fingernails hard enough to draw blood as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over you.
The rancher, also worn out by this point, pulls out of your holes, now yawning chasms, and lies on the grass next to you. You take each of his wrists in your hands and lazily lick the juices off of his fingertips.
Once you have recovered, you decide that it is time to:
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| 6th Grade Girl (Katy) |
