Someone Borrowed, Something Blue update

From the top of Lai’s head to the nails of her dainty toes, the Dragon Lady was now nothing but feverish female flesh. She had no will of her own. The raging need inside her body had cut her mind out entirely. There wasn’t an inch of Pat’s muscular body that her lips weren’t eager to taste.

“Oh! Dear God! I’m on fire!” she moaned, letting his half-hard manhood slip from her mouth with a lewd slurp. “You man! You precious, precious man!” Her lips sucked at his bloated balls as she kissed her way back up to his shaft.

He was regaining his lost erection and the sight of its hardness made Lai’s insides quiver with joy. But her yearning cunt would have to wait its turn. She was enjoying using her mouth on his rampant phallus too much to let it go, even to indulge the fire in her pussy. She felt like she was at an unending feast, with always more appetite for the scrumptious meal set before her.

“It’s beautiful, Pat! I love your cock… so big and hard and hot…” She grasped his length and pumped it, rolling his foreskin back and forth over his cockhead. Moaning, she kissed his knob every time it flared out of his hood. “I love it so much,” she gushed, speaking just for his cock as she laid kiss after kiss on its engorged head.

Then she drew his foreskin up over his cockhead and wrapped her lips around the end of his prick. She sucked on the silky-smooth skin, pulling it taut, nibbling on it with her lips. She’d never before been so excited, so impossibly aroused. She could not lavish enough affection on Pat’s cock. Panting for breath, she rubbed her face worshipfully against it, her tongue licking every delicious inch that it could touch.

In a frenzy of carnal longing, Lai jerked his foreskin back, exposing his rosy red cockhead to her kissing lips. The taste overwhelmed her. She felt lightheaded and delirious, always with more hunger to devour his prick. A strangled cry of lust filled her mouth as she brought it over his bloated member, engulfing the first half of it no matter how it crammed her mouth full.

His bluntly rounded crown buried itself in the back of her throat, letting out nothing but a gurgling moan. Lai could only flare her nostrils as she was stuffed full by him, but she bore down, forcing his glans into her throat. But that wasn’t enough. She needed all of it. Fitfully, she brought her head down his shaft.

Pat wondered if he was dreaming. Was this really the Dragon Lady acting somewhere between a whore and a nymphomaniac? He felt an almost parental obligation to slap the little slut’s face and tell her to act more like a lady. But Lai had never been very innocent in the first place. It only made sense that she was as rapacious in bed as she was in the rest of her life.

Lai’s eyelids fluttered as Pat’s manhood popped further down into her throat. She took more and more of it, not stopping until her nose flattened against his pelvis, her lush lips pressed into his coarse black pubic hair. She groaned as she swallowed reflexively, trying to keep his wonderfully thick member inside her body forever. And she felt his physique shudder with pleasure as her straining throat rippled lovingly up and down the cock she had imprisoned within her mouth.

Lai would’ve gladly stayed like that all day, with his cock down her throat and his bloated balls nuzzled against her chin, but she couldn’t breathe. She had to come up for air. Still sucking the taste off Pat’s member with gluttonous enjoyment, Lai drew herself off its length, her cheeks dimpled inward as if to mold themselves to Pat’s engorged shaft.

Her soft red lips crawled over his girth, dragging away from her face as they cradled his knob. Her tongue whipped ferociously over his sleek glans before the cockhead finally popped out of her mouth. Lai had to suck in air to make up for that she’d sacrificed keeping his cock between her lips for as long as possible.

Crazed with lust, the Dragon Lady leapt on top of Pat, straddling him and impaling herself on his turgid erection.

“Jesus! Sweet Jesus!” she rasped, her face showing nothing but her rapture as she managed to take in the final inch of his huge cock, snuggling her mons right up to his groin.

Tremors racked her luscious body, making the creamy flesh of her ass ripple as she ground her hips down in a tight circle around Pat’s cock, as though wishing it in her womb. Then she was bouncing up and down on the rigid phallus, pulling her inky black hair and shaking her head as her lovely breasts jiggled and swayed. A stream of ecstatic curses poured from her mouth, her lips drawn back from her sharp teeth.

“Shit! Shit! Pat, I’m fucking you!” she cried.

“Oh—oh—yes—you are!” Pat muttered back, not caring for conversation when he was enjoying being ridden by her so much. He’d expected Lai to be a hot fuck, but not for her to live up to her fearsome reputation as much in the bedroom as she did on the battlefield. She was acting like the most cock-hungry whore in Saigon, but it was still clear that she would not be denied what she wanted!

She wanted him! She wanted to come!

Lai orgasmed for the second time in under a minute. This time, it was almost excruciating in its intensity. She collapsed on top of Pat, sobbing and gasping and shaking all over, her inner muscles squeezing convulsively at his erection, as if to prove they could handle its girth and hardness.

Pat groaned himself. She was a good fuck, a damn good fuck. He hadn’t known what he’d been missing, turning her down before now. He still couldn’t say he would choose to have married her if he had any other options, but it certainly wasn’t proving a hardship so far. He rolled over on top of her, pumping his cock in and out of her trembling, insensate body. This time he would take it nice and slow. She’d already been satisfied, judging from the almost silly look of contentment on her face, so he had plenty of time. And plenty of reason to take his time.

He looked down at Lai, watching both contentedly and with rushing desire as she writhed and trembled on every thrust of his dick. She had the body of a pin-up model, the face of a movie star, and the athleticism of a cheerleader. Just looking at her filled Pat with lust.

“Fuck me!” she whimpered in a broken voice, her cream running from her quivering labia in shining rivers. “I love that cock… such a pretty cock… give it to me! Fill me up with it!”

Lai was in the final throes of her rapture when she felt Pat’s manhood twitching, warning her that he was ready to come. She knew that wouldn’t be enough to sate her newly awakened passion. Something came over her. She pushed Pat off her and the next thing she knew, she was kneeling at his legs, filling her mouth with his cock and the taste of her own pussy. Almost immediately, he burst, torrents of boiling cum further stuffing her mouth. The unending flow from his bloated balls bathed her tongue and shoved its way down her throat.

Lai quickly realized this was exactly what she wanted, to have him coming in her mouth. She greedily swallowed his cum, whimpering and moaning as it ran down her throat. She hoped that somehow he would never run out, that he would just keep pumping his delicious cum into her until the end of time. The Dragon Lady could not get enough.

But there was still only so much she could take. She blacked out, her mouth full of cum, her belly swollen with it, but Pat wasn’t done. He pulled himself out of Lai and began to jerk off his still-hard erection, stroking it in his hand over Lai’s sprawled out body. Her heavily lidded eyes watched him, lost in the feelings she’d already absorbed, now transfixed by the beauty of his erection. Still wanting it, but not knowing how she could get it when her body had so little energy, so little room.

Pat locked his grip at the base of his cock, holding it tight as hot cum gushed out of him. It rained down on Lai, who moaned softly as it covered her with its thick, pearly heat. She ran her hands down to her groin and rubbed them in the cum he’d released there, matting down what little there was of her pubic thatch. His jetting cum streamed down to her mons and ran over her inner thighs. It made Lai coo in pleasure, spreading her legs and smearing his semen into her clit.

“It feels good, Pat,” she moaned in a haze. “You’re coming on me. You’re coming on the Dragon Lady. My pussy’s all wet with it… I can feel your cum all over it. Mmmmm—it’s so hot and I love the way it feels. Come on me! Come all over me!”

Her pussy was drenched in his warm cum. The feel of it trickling down her thighs sent shivers of delight through her whole body. He lifted his cock to spurt more cum onto her trembling stomach, watching it run into her tiny navel and down the sides of her belly. Her eyes sparkled with awe as they both watched his cum fly from his cockhead in a slowing stream.

“Oooh,” Lai moaned, feeling the last of his cum slap down on her clit as if marking it. “Is that yours? Does it belong to you now?”

“You’re damn right,” Pat laughed, lying down next to her.

In her present state, Lai didn’t even know where they’d ended up in their sexual rampage, only that her body had melted with too much contentment for her to be uncomfortable. She shut her eyes, unable to muster anymore energy, even to further the ecstasy she’d felt. The multiple climaxes she’d experienced her wrecked her, wearied her, left her with not enough stamina even to be ashamed of how she’d given in to all of Pat’s bestial desire for her. The fuck had reduced her to no wakefulness and little sanity. She passed out before she could muse any further on how lewdly Pat had treated her, and just how she felt about getting both exactly what she wanted and the dominance she most feared.

In the middle of the night Lai woke up, feeling a returning craving for sex. She wasn’t used to being sated this way, but there was precedence for this orgiastic usage of her body. Usually, she was the one demanding more and more, the centerpiece of an bacchanalia that came to include all of her openings. Her pussy might have been well-satisfied, but other parts of her had gone without while the greedy desire there was well-fed.

Lai couldn’t tell if she was dreaming or not, but she knew her asshole had to be tended to. She started fingering herself there with her other hand rubbing at her sex. She reaped pleasure from both, though her cunt was practically numb after the work-out she’d put it through. It didn’t matter. With a finger in her ass, soon she was getting hot. She couldn’t keep from reaching out and grabbing Pat’s cock.

He was asleep on his back, but that would hardly stop the Dragon Lady, especially after the way he’d treated himself to her body, especially now that they were man and wife. She wanted a feel of his manhood as she finger-fucked her ass, even if only to reassure her that Pat could never satisfy her with anal sex—he was simply too big to be put to that use.

Pat groaned and rolled toward her, and just hearing his voice, Lai’s need for him could not be contained.

“Pat, darling—“ Lai rolled over onto her belly, able to think now—her thoughts feverish, sordid, needy. “I want it again.”

She knew he could give it to her. After only a minute of holding his cock, it was hard. Hard for her. Pat climbed sleepily between her open legs. His stiff erection rubbed against her toned buttocks. Even half-awake, he was experienced enough to lubricate himself in the arousal that permeated her sex. Lai helped out, spitting in her hand and spreading her saliva around her anus. She did so just in time, finishing right before Pat mounted her.

“Ooooh, God!” she moaned. “Do it, Pat! Do it right!”

He stuffed himself into her and a moment later, his thrusting at least was wide awake. He was having one hell of a wet dream in Lai’s pretty little hole.

“Fuck me harder!” Lai moaned.

“No can do, Normandie,” he panted, still putting her asshole to good use. “I’m giving it to you as hard as a precious flower like you can take!”

“Not hard enough! Not hard enough!”

“You never complained before. But then, you never took it so tightly before. I really like the change in you. You’re a lot more open—or at least, you will be!”

“Yes, yes,” Lai sighed, some bestial sense inside her pinging at the name he’d used, something that was clearly not any of her nicknames, titles, or curses. But the much larger part of her screamed that this wasn’t the time or place. Her mind may have wondered who the hell Normandie was, but her body only wanted to be fucked.

Then she felt his seed filling her ass, packing her bowels with the force of his orgasm. He was claiming her in the sexiest way Lai could imagine. The white hot potency of his jizz flooded inside her. It exploded yet another climax in her pussy. Lai writhed about even as he kept gushing his semen between her buttocks.

She lost consciousness, for good this time, and Pat could barely think to pull himself from her ass—which had started out as delicious as any pastry and now resembled a cream puff—before he lost himself to sleep as well, with the Dragon Lady herself as mattress, her luscious hair his pillow.

Lai gave herself over entirely to the exhaustion of having been well-fucked, the sanctuary of being in Pat’s arms. Her body, that is. Her conniving mind still turned over the name Pat had called her in the heat of passion and the vulnerability of sleep. Normandie. An unusual name, even for an Occidental. There was only one woman of import she knew by that name in the region, and Pat Ryan would not be involved with a woman of no import.

It had to be Normandie Drake, beloved daughter of the industrial magnate, who was her rival, keeping a steady pace with her even after the Dragon Lady had been the one to lay her incontestable claim on Pat. This would have to be dealt with. Lai did not relinquish any of her possessions without a fight, and now that Pat had proved himself a prize possession indeed, she was even less apt to be generous with him.

Although…

Lai woke with a sly smile on her face.

Perhaps just the thing to make Pat hers forever—and her slave, at that—was a reunion with Normandie. And Normandie’s meeting with the one true mistress of Pat’s heart.

Pat yawned as he came awake, and in the good mood of planning her vengeance and domination, Lai was easily the happiest housewife there ever was. “That was truly incredible last night, Pat.”

But her new husband didn’t even remember. All he could think was that he didn’t have his usual morning protrusion and that he felt as though he’d had a very nice dream.