I finally take what I want

With Alison's mini-orgasm I decide that the time has come. I pause the **** on her clit long enough to position the head of my cock between her slick petals and hold it there as I push into her tight slit.

“I don't know, Mr. P.” Alison is clearly unsure about how fast this encounter is escalating. I however am not going to wait any longer to get what I want. With one hand firmly in her hair, and the other working her clit mercilessly I begin thrusting into her pussy as it stretches to accommodate my size. “It's so big.” The wonder in her voice makes me want to jam it into her as hard as I could so she'd really feel how full I could make her, but instead I keep on with the slow but relentless invasion of her canal. I like the gasps and whimpers she makes as I take her and it doesn't take long before she is bucking back against me and I am riding her like a cowboy might break a wild mare.

Alison’s vocalizations take on a higher pitched tone, and are coming out in squeaks and whines, and I am grunting myself as I fight back the urge to cum and continue pounding her. I haven’t felt anything like this for close to thirty years, not since Fran and I first started getting wild when we were first dating. Of course, back then I would have lost it by now, but even now I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to hold back.

“Take it.” I growl hoarsely into her ear as I ride through another one of her spasms, “Take my cock, you tease.” She is close to losing herself in a full blown orgasm, and I intend to have her squirming on my dick like a fish skewered by harpoon when she does. Her ass feels fantastic as it grinds against my pelvis and I push her even harder down onto the bed and against my fingers that are still frigging away at her soaking pussy as hard as they can.

“Yes, take me hard!” Alison’s gasp are the first real words I’ve heard out of her since her orgasms began, but when she opens hers mouth again, all that comes out is a wail that is punctuated with staccato high-pitched grunts. By now my hand is drenched with her juices, and my fingers are starting to cramp up but I can feel Alison start to tighten up again and I’m determined to fuck her like she’s never been fucked before.

“I’ve wanted to fuck your hot little body since the day you moved in.” I tell her as I pick up my pace a little, “I thought you were a sweet virgin at first, and then Dick stopped by and I found out under your small-town innocent patina was a hot-to-trot little slut.” I'm not sure if my words excite or offend her, but her ass lifts under my hips again, but I use all my weight and drive her back down onto the mattress and my hand as she squeals.

“I’m going to do this every week.” I grunt coarsely, “I’m going to fuck this tight cunt and there’s nothing you can do about it but lay there and take it.” This threat is the final straw for my pretty young tenant, once again she is pushed over the edge. What had been a slow simmering reaction erupted once again into a full-blown orgasm. The feeling of her pussy clenching my cock like a vice-grip is more than I can take, and I finally allow my release to fill her sex with pulse after pulse of hot seed.