Unspoken Pleasure (erotica)
Owning My Friend's Mom: EP10

"Very well, now, you can see that you have given me another erection, and I think it only fair that you help me to relieve it," Greg began to explain as he walked behind her once more. Taking aim at her pussy, Greg shoved his cock into her wetness, and, in one hard stroke, buried it to its hilt. Her back arched, once again, but this time she pushed back against him ensuring that he was buried as deep as he could go. A soft moan escaped her lips, as Greg settled into a nice rhythm, thrusting into her cunt. With each jab, Mrs. C. pushed back against him, slapping his skin against her already reddened ass. Soon the tempo of her thrusts quickened, and Greg could tell she was nearing climax. "Do not cum without permission whore," Greg cautioned.

No sooner had the words left his mouth, when she began to beg, "Please, Sir, let this whore cum for you. I need to cum so bad. I've been a good girl. I've taken all of your punishments. Please let me cum?" she pleaded. "Very well. Since you asked so nicely, you may cum for me," Greg replied.

With that, Mrs. C. quickened her pace once more, and within a few seconds, exploded in an ear-shattering climax. 'Thank God, these houses were on large lots,' Greg thought, 'because, if the neighbors could hear, they would think bloody murder was happening here.' Her body convulsed and shuddered and writhed beneath him as wave after wave of pleasure rippled throughout her body. All of the pent up frustrations and emotions, she had kept bottled up over the years, suddenly came pouring out of her in one almighty orgasm, causing her to nearly pass out from the pleasure and relief. She realized then, on a very deep level, that, despite the obvious wrongness of the situation, it was something she needed, and had perhaps craved for years. She wasn't yet ready to put those thoughts into words, but just acknowledging them to herself was like a tremendous weight being lifted, from her shoulders.

Oblivious to all of her inner turmoil, it took all of Greg's self-control not to cum as well, while she thrashed beneath him in orgasm. Each ripple of pleasure for her translated into an amazing pressure on his cock, as her cunt gripped him with a fierceness he had never felt before. It was like someone was trying to milk the cum right out of his cock!

When at last her gyrations had ceased, Greg asked, "Whore, have you ever had a cock up your ass before?"

With shock, Mrs. C. tried to shake off the fog of her recent orgasm and answered hesitatingly, "only once Sir."

"And did you like it?"

"Not really Sir. It hurt a lot going in so we never tried it again."

"Well, that is unfortunate for you, because, like the women in your stories, I plan to use your asshole a lot. In fact I plan to make sure that it is filled all the time," he added, giving her ass a playful swat, as he continued to slowly fuck her pussy. "Now I'm going to leave this up to you to decide how this is going to play out. You can try to resist me, and I will be forced to tie you down over the table. I will then be none too gentle, as I force my cock up your ass, or you can willingly cooperate with me, and I will be as gentle as I can, while I break in your ass. Your choice."

Hesitating for only an instant, Mrs. C. Quickly replied, "No please, Sir. Don't tie me down; I'll do my best to take your cock in my ass. I promise." A secret thrill ran down Greg's spine to hear Mrs. C. using language like that.

"Alright then, because you asked nicely, I'll even use some lubricant to make this first time a little easier for you," Greg said as he reached for the bottle of vegetable oil on the counter.

"Thank you, Sir, I won't disappoint you, Sir," Mrs. C. quickly replied.

Pouring a little of the oil in her crack, just above her anus, Greg began to work the liquid into her asshole; first with one finger and then eventually two. As he slowly and gently began to thrust in and out of her ass with two fingers Greg could feel her sphincter begin to loosen up and relax, as she began to realize that it wasn't as painful as she thought it would be. When it was sufficiently loosened, Greg began to work a third finger into her ass. With very little effort she was able to accommodate this extra finger and even began to thrust back into his hand, thereby burying the fingers completely.

Murmuring in approval, "Mmmm... I have a feeling you're going to be a nice little ass-whore for me, with a little practice and training. Would you like that, Whore?" Greg asked as he began to try and work his fourth finger into her ass. With a little grunt, she replied, "Yes, Sir, that feels good, Sir," her ass continuing to bounce against my hand.

Feeling she was ready, Greg slowly withdrew his fingers and placed the tip of his cock against her bud. Instinctively, Mrs. C began to tighten against him. Speaking reassuringly to her, Greg coaxed, "Now relax, Mrs. C. My cock is not much bigger than the four fingers I just had in your ass. I want you to relax your asshole and push back against me. I'll leave it up to you, to work my cock into your asshole." With that, he took his hand off of her back, where it had been resting, and, with his other hand holding his cock, pressed against her anus.

For a few moments, nothing was said, and then Greg suddenly felt pressure on his cock, as she began to push back against him. The inner war which had been waging within Mrs. C was now over, and a decision had been made. Mrs. C. was now going to willingly shove his cock up her ass! Greg couldn't believe how amazing this day was turning out to be. It was completely and utterly beyond anything he had thought possible.

Greg was shaken out of his reverie, when he heard Mrs. C. grunt as his cock head eased past her unbelievably tight sphincter muscle, and began to slip inside of her ass. 'It was the most amazing and tightest place he had ever placed his cock,' thought Greg. It took everything he had not to grab hold of her hips and begin thrusting as hard as he could into her. 'The victory would be that much sweeter, if she willingly violated her own asshole,' Greg thought.

Greg began to mutter encouragements to her, as she continued to struggle to take his cock up her ass. "That's a good little whore, Mrs. C. You can do it. You can take my entire cock up your ass. Make me proud, little whore, that's it." Her brow was furrowed in concentration, as tiny beads of sweat trickled down her temples. She was grunting with each push, but continued to slowly make headway. After several minutes had passed, she finally had his entire 8 inches buried up her ass. She paused for a few seconds, letting her body adjust to the intruder, before she began to pull back out several inches, and then thrust it back in again. Soon, she had built up to a pretty good rhythm, and Greg found his body smacking against her reddened ass with each thrust.