Dominate

If he'd needed a clue, the waxed pussy was enough.

He reached into his pocket for one of the string of condoms Usha had bought for him, handed it to her, and said, "put it on me."

For a second he thought she would rebel but then she got down on her knees, got his dick nice and wet with her tongue and mouth, and unrolled the condom over his length.

"Good girl. Now bend over your couch."

"I've never taken it in the ass," she said as she stuck said ass high in the air and spread her legs to expose her pussy and asshole to him.

He liked that she didn't say she wouldn't. Not that he was going to start that way. He'd dreamed of fucking her for years. Now he was going to do it right. Starting nice and slow, but building up from there.

Her nerves were all sending jangled messages every which way. She was a long way from orgasm but she was completely excited. Her ass cheeks glowed with blood flow and her smooth pussy dripped with need.

He ran his fingers down either side of her outer lips and she shivered.

He repeated the move, watching as the tensions inside her grew, like a clock being wound.

When she was sobbing with anticipation, he let one finger penetrate her.

Her muscles clamped down on it and she shuddered.

He left it still, letting her relax, then inserted a thumb into her tight ass.

Even if she hadn't told him she was an anal virgin, he would have known from the tightness and from her reaction. "This ass is mine," he said. "Not tonight, but mine."

"Yes," she breathed.

Without another word, he pressed his dick to her pussy, entering her slowly as she gasped at the slow still pressure.

"So deep," she murmured.

He entered her fully, pressing all the way in, until his balls slapped her clit, then withdrew suddenly.

"Oh." Her voice echoed with disappointment.

He didn't stay withdrawn for long, though. This time, instead of slow deliberate probing, he rammed himself hard into her.

She screamed but not a scream of pain, one of pleasure.

He hammered her, grasping her ass cheeks with both hands and pulling himself ever deeper, then shoving away until he almost emerged, only to drive back into her.

Every time he piled into her, she made a sound "uh-uh-uh-uh."

Every time he pounded her, the nervous messages, originally random and constantly firing, aligned more and more with the rhythm he forced on her.

Until those nervous messages became bright lines under her skin, centered deep in her pussy but with a secondary center at her clit and tertiary foci at her breasts and in her brain.

He pushed her to the brink of orgasm, then slowed, letting her breathe and watching the tension diminish ever so slightly, then rammed her again.

Finally, she couldn't stand it any more and he let her release.

Eliza's entire body jerked and spasmed as orgasm swept over her again and again.

She lay there still, her ass still high, her body convulsing against the couch, his fingermarks plain on her butt cheeks.

Finally, she stirred. "Now you." Her voice was husky and raw from her screams.

She turned around, got to her knees and removed his condom.

He was close from the tightness of her pussy and from the fucking he'd given her. She took him deep in her throat, stroking his balls while she sucked him, then.

When he felt his release coming, he pushed her away, letting her use her hands to finish him off.

He sprayed his cum over her face, her tits, and in her hair.

"My ass and my pussy are yours any time you want," she said.

He nodded.

"Thank you," she added. "That was... unlike... how could Jan have let you leave?"

He shrugged. "I was a different man."

"Can you spend the night? I have... well, handcuffs and ties and things in my bedroom if you want."

"I think I can manage that."