Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 18

I wrestled Veronica Sams into the first floor guestroom and, bending her over the bed, I roughly pulled up her dress, not caring what I did to it.

“Hey boy – HEY!!!!” Veronica yelled out in protest, but I wasn’t backing down. I was actually seeing if I could provoke an angry reaction from her, but Veronica didn’t respond, not verbally. Hell if anything, she seemed to LIKE it, emitting a small squeal. I lifted the dress, taking it right over her head and off, reached back and actually pulled the thong she was wearing to one side, then willingly let me bend her right back over that bed.

Turning one arm behind her back, I used my free hand to plunge two fingers inside her. Veronica grunted, and then moaned a bit as I plunged them in and out of her. Stopping long enough to strip off my sweat pants, I grabbed my hard cock and guided it towards her twat. Rubbing it on the entrance of her vagina Veronica said “Yess…Billy…Yess-s-s-sss…”

“Who said you were getting it THAT way? I asked. I then grabbed her hips and nudged my dick into her anus. Veronica bolted upright, but I pushed her back down, held her bent over, and slowly pressed forward.

“Billy! W-WAIT!” she called out.

“I said before woman, in MY house, you get the dick MY way.”

Surprisingly, Veronica didn’t fight me. Damn, that butthole was tight, it would barely allow even the tip in. Pulling on her hips and pushing firmly forward, I could feel the muscles in her ass slipping, allowing my cockhead to gain entrance. Veronica shrieked loudly, hitched in a wheezing breath and with a little more force I was able to slip the head of my cock inside of her. It almost seemed to ‘pop’ inside, and I grunted in joy.

“Ohhhhhhhhh, ughhhhh.” I could tell by the noise she made she was getting a different kind of fullness than she was used to. I paused as Veronica took several deep breaths, trying to adjust to this new intrusion of her body. After a moment, I began pressing forward again. I had maybe driven a solid inch or to more into her when Veronica shuddered and released a short, pained shriek.

“Veronica-“

“Don’t stop.” Veronica was indeed a twisted bitch, as her voice dripped with need, and I obliged. I no longer needed to pull on her hips as she seemed to be trying to rock herself backwards farther onto me, grunting very hard. I continued my thrust into her tightest hole, driving another pained squeal from her.

With every inch, her moan seemed to go up an octave, but she also seemed to be redoubling her efforts to take all of me, like me ass fucking her was some kind of challenge. I paused, halfway inside of her. “DAMMIT why are you fucking stopping?” Now she seemed angry I wasn’t deeper inside her. So with one mighty, firm, continuous thrust, pulling her hips towards me, I buried the rest of my cock inside of her as she wailed.

Veronica’s face was flushed totally red, and she was panting heavily, drawing in hitching gasps. Her hands were balled up into fists, pulling at the comforter. Her head arched backwards, her body shaking, her asshole gripping me hard enough that I couldn’t withdraw from her. When it seemed like she was in danger of passing out, she exploded in a shuddering wail of screaming, furious orgasm. What’s more, she came all over the bed, screaming like a wild animal while bucking back and forth against me, my balls swinging forward and slapping wetly against her pussy each time she drove herself backwards onto my cock.