Two Blondes update

Karen couldn’t stand his smug, calm demeanor. How could he not need it as much as she did? Was this actually satisfying him? “Fuck me!” she screamed, her words raw with emotion. “Fuck me hard, you big blue bastard! I want you to make me come!”

“I can’t make you do anything,” Clark reasoned. “You’re the one dominating me, remember?”

She came down on him rhythmically, slowly, unable to help but enjoy the delicious torture of how her cunt molded itself to his prick. She couldn’t go any faster. She couldn’t give herself the hard, fast fucking that got her off so incredibly. 

Linda watched her ride him with a multifaceted kind of lust. There was the obvious arousal of seeing Clark’s fat cock separating Karen’s blushing cunt lips—but seeing it, Linda also wanted to be crushing down on Clark far harder, far more energetically than Karen could bring herself to do. And she wanted to see Clark driving himself into Karen the right way, the proper way, giving Karen the pleasure she could only get from being claimed by him. Linda loved both of them so much, and she couldn’t wait for them to have a nice, normal threesome again, but she also wanted to have her turn riding Clark… and see how she’d enjoy surrendering to him.

Then, when Clark’s climax was seconds away, he grabbed hold of Karen’s hips and held her still, leaving only the convulsions of her pussy to milk his cum from him.

“No!” Karen yelled, slapping at his chest, trying to get him to let her fuck herself again after she’d pled with him to take charge—she wouldn’t realize the irony until later. “Guh-give to me! Please! I need it hard!”

Linda’s hand drifted down to her sex and idly stroked across it. She found herself unusually receptive, getting off on Clark’s weird psychic domination of Karen far more than she would’ve thought. He was making her want it as much as Karen. The sensations were mounting quickly. She sighed. Her fingers worked between the engorged lips of her pussy and stroked the glossy flesh within. Within seconds, both her fingers and the lips of her labia were creamy with her aroused juices.

Clark came, a sudden burst of semen gushing into Karen. She arched her back, the force of Clark’s ejaculation pushing her to orgasm, ecstasy flooding her every bit as hot as his cum, but it felt somehow empty. She wasn’t properly receptive to it. Her nerves were frayed, her skin covered with goosebumps. She relaxed, but only barely—still feeling her lust itching under the surface. 

“Ahhh,” Clark murmured, resting his head back with a satisfied grin. “That sweet pussy of yours always gets me off, Karen. Always.”

“Ff-fuck you! You son of a bitch! You know that didn’t get me off!” Karen gritted out.

Clark smiled innocently. “Really? I felt you tighten. I think you came.”

“You know what I mean! Bastard! I’m used to—you know what I’m used to. And you gave me that! Now I’m all riled up and… and you’d better do something about it!” Karen crossed her arms intimidatingly—one good aspect to her straddling Clark’s lap. She actually looked imposing for someone begging to be fucked.

“Then you want me to get you off?” Clark asked, still guileless, but with a certain gleam in his eyes. Watching, Linda felt like warning her. As nice as he was, Clark could be vicious without truly being unfair. It was, as they said, always the quiet ones.

“Yes!” Karen cried, too turned on for her own suspicious nature to properly register what Clark was saying. “I want you to make me come! I want you to make me your goddamn bitch if you have to!”

Clark’s smile widened. “Oh, Karen, I most definitely have to…”

Suddenly he had rolled on top of her, Karen’s mouth gaping as he hardened inside her, stretching her cunt as he once had, then thrusting into her hard to spread her even more. 

It felt so impossibly good to be filled by him again, to know that he was filling her. She could feel his erection jerking and throbbing with lust, Clark aroused by his power over her, and Karen turned on by surrendering to it. She thought she even sensed the big fat vein along the length of his shaft as she was crammed to overflowing with his massive stiffness.

But Clark didn’t take her in the missionary position.