When Elsa Bouvier comes home early deciding to give her husband a little surprise, she ends up finding him cheating on her, so she enlists her good friend Wendell Holloway's help in getting revenge on Charles Bradford.
~xXx~
Elsa Bouvier was completely and utterly furious. She had come home from work early, hoping to surprise and surprise her husband, Charles Bradford, who had just returned from a four-month expedition deep in Egypt. Turns out she was the only one to be surprised, when she returned home to find Charles in bed with another woman. She didn't remember much that happened after that, other than the screams and a few fireballs hurled at her husband and his whore. What she remembered was Charles trying to reassure her that this was the first time this had happened and that it didn't mean anything, it was just and simply sex.
In an anger, Elsa told him with a furious glare, "Well, if it just means sex, then you won't mind if I have sex with someone else. You won't mind if I spend the night with Wendell then?" "
"Good." Charles said with a shrug and spoke indifferently. "If that's what you want..."
Elsa slapped him and ran away after that. Now, she was walking around the small village that was close to her house, trying to calm down and decide what to do. She loved Charles, but it hurt, not just her pride, but her heart, that he would betray her. So she had the nerve to act like it was nothing, that it was just sex, and that he wouldn't care if she went to sleep with someone else. Elsa felt her temper rise again, and she had to stop and take a deep breath to control her anger. She didn't say she wanted to sleep with someone else because she really did, she said it to make Charles understand how much he hurt her by making him think of her with someone else. Wendell was the first person to come to mind in the heat of the moment because he was the only other man she would really consider letting touch her. He was a close friend, one of the only men who could resist her impulse to full power, even better than her husband, and he had become very handsome since graduating from Bella Noche.
Elsa sighed, she needed to talk to Charles. She needed to know why he felt the need to sleep with someone else instead of waiting a few hours for her to come home. She needed to know how she could trust him again while he was away for weeks or months on end in a foreign country. Walking down a secluded side street, she quietly disappeared...
Quickly appearing at her house, Elsa silently walked through the front door and was about to call Charles when she heard voices in the living room. Moving closer, she listened.
"Charles, have you just lost your mind?"
She asked a familiar male voice that Elsa couldn't really identify.
"First, you got caught cheating on your wife, and now you really want her to have sex with Wendell?"
"Look Charlie." said Charles, identifying the other person as his twin brother, probably talking to him through an instant messaging spell. "I know I screwed up, and I don't want her to sleep with anyone else. But if she will, then doing it with Wendell is probably the best choice. Hell, this might even be good for me."
"And how do you find that out?" Charlie asked skeptically.
"Just think about it. Wendell is a great guy and all, but there's no way he can deal with Elsa. She's going to sleep with him, have a horrible time and realize how lucky they are to have me. Trust me, tomorrow morning, she will come crawling back to me."
Elsa quickly turned and marched out of the house. She came crawling back to him, didn't she? She would show that traitorous bastard. The moment she reached the line of wards, she disappeared.
~xXx~
Elsa barely slowed her pace when she appeared in the park across Mansion of the Verdant Auroras and ran for the door. Knocking hard, she impatiently waited for Wendell to open the door. When she finally opened it, Elsa opened her mouth to say something, only to stop suddenly when she didn't see anyone there.
"What can Blubelle do to help you?" A weak, husky voice murmured softly.
Looking down, Elsa saw that Imp, Blubelle, had opened the door.
"Oui, I need to talk to Wendell." Elsa told him genuinely, taking a moment to calm down from Charles' latest betrayal.
"One moment Blubelle will check if the lazy and lazy master is ready to receive visitors," Blubelle said quickly and when she was turning around a voice interrupted him.
"It's okay, Blubelle." Wendell said, walking down the hall quickly. "Elsa is always welcome here."
Wendell smiled at Elsa, but it quickly turned into a look of concern. "Elsa, is everything alright?" Wendell asked worriedly.
"We can talk?" Elsa asked quickly, the emotions of the day starting to catch up with her.
"Clear." Wendell quickly responded, ushering her into the house. Wendell led her through the newly cleaned and completely decorated house to the small living room. As she sat down on the sofa beside him, her emotions began to overwhelm her and tears began to well up in her eyes.
"Elsa, what the hell is wrong?" Wendell quickly asked. "What happened?"
"I came from work to find Charles in bed and another woman." Elsa quickly spoke with tears in her eyes.
"Oh for Lucifer's shit. I'm sorry about that, Elsa." Wendell said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders.
Unable to contain herself any longer, Elsa slumped against her chest and cried. For several minutes, Wendell held her, rubbing her back gently as she screamed out her anger and hurt.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Wendell asked, after she had calmed down.
"I went a little early from work to surprise Charles, he just got back to Egypt today. When I got here, he was alone in bed." Elsa finished speaking angrily.
"I'm sorry about that, Elsa." Wendell said again. "Is there anything I can do to help?"
There was a momentary pause.
"I need you to sleep with me." Elsa quickly spoke to Wendell with a stubborn look.
"Er, what?" Wendell asked nervously, his body tensing under Elsa's.
Elsa lifted her head from his chest and brought her face close to his. "Beel and I agree, since he cheated on me." Elsa quickly explained. "Zhen I can sleep with whoever I want."
Wendell opened his mouth to say something, but she wouldn't let him, pressing her lips to his. Wendell grunted in surprise as she moved her lips against his. Elsa was shocked when Wendell put his hands on her arms and pushed her away.
"Elsa, wait." Wendell said firmly in his voice. "I'm not sure this is a good idea."
Elsa felt stunned and hurt. First Charles had betrayed her, and now Wendell, a close friend and someone she deeply respected, really didn't want her. Was something wrong with her? Wasn't she good enough?
"It's not that I don't want to do this to you, Elsa." Wendell quickly spoke, seeing the dejected expression come over Elsa's face. "I just don't…" Wendell said softly and quickly ran a hand through his black hair, making it stick out in all directions. "Look, Elsa…" Wendell began to speak softly. "I know you are hurt and angry, and you have every right to be. But, I really don't think doing this will help things between you and Charles. You're one of my closest friends and I don't want you to do something you'll regret."
Elsa felt a wave of guilt wash over her. Wendell was always kind to her, even when she didn't deserve it. He saved her and her sister even after she said some mean things to him. When she stayed at the Bradford house during her engagement to Charles, he was the only one to defend her when Carmen, Shelby and Rose were cruel to her. Now he was trying to protect her again, this time from herself. And here she was, trying to use him to get revenge on her traitorous bastard husband. Belatedly, she realized that with her emotions so out of control, her control was rampant, and yet he had the urge to stop her.
Elsa collapsed against her chest again, fresh tears from her eyes. When Wendell's arms wrapped around her and he said everything would be fine, she wondered if she had made a mistake. She had always considered Wendell too young, not his type. Maybe she should have given him a chance with her during the tournament. She doubted he would have betrayed her if she were his wife. Thinking of all he had done for her, and how grateful she was to have him as a close friend, she decided, for the second time, that she wanted to sleep with Wendell.
This time, however, it wasn't to get revenge on her husband, it was to repay him for everything he had done. It was because she really wanted to be with him. Being honest with herself, it wasn't an entirely altruistic decision. She was also quite curious about what it would have been like if she had chosen Wendell over Charles, even if it was just for a single night.
"I need to use the bathroom." She said lifting her head from her slightly damp shirt.
"Oh sure." Wendell said quickly. "Upstairs, first door on the left. The downstairs bathroom is still being renovated."
"Merci."
~xXx~
In the bathroom, Elsa quickly rinsed her face and looked at herself in the mirror. She grimaced at her red, puffy eyes, and only now realized she was still in her terribly ugly work robes. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on her magic, feeling it flow freely through her body. Opening her eyes again, she looked in the mirror to see if her eyes were back to normal, and quickly pulling out her wand, she thought for a moment before transforming them into a simple semi-transparent white nightgown that showed a tantalizing glimpse of the white lacy bra and the panties she wore underneath. She looked at herself in the mirror again, turning to look at different angles. Her body was what most men considered perfect. Big, perky breasts, slim waist, wide hips, muscular, bulging butt and long, toned legs. Her skin was pale, smooth and completely unblemished. Pausing calmly, she adjusted her bra to reveal a little more cleavage, nodded to herself and turned to quickly exit the bathroom. As she turned to go downstairs, she noticed Wendell's bedroom door open and smiled to herself when she got an idea.
"Wendell, could you come up here please?" Elsa spoke quickly.
"Yes." Wendell spoke quickly from the room he was in. "It's all right?"
"Oui." Elsa said, walking silently into the room, leaving the door ajar. She heard him coming up the stairs and walking down the hall toward the bathroom, her pulse quickening as she approached.
"Elsa?" Wendell said from the bathroom across the hall.
"Hey here." Elsa called from the bedroom, trying to calm her sudden nerves.
"What's wrong-Wow!" Wendell exclaimed loudly, standing in the doorway, completely shocked by what he was seeing.
Watching as Wendell's eyes roamed her body, taking in her figure, gave her back some of her confidence in herself. She walked towards him slowly, rocking her hips seductively. "I want to do this, Wendell." Elsa said softly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and pressing her body against his.
"Are you sure?" Wendell asked nervously, placing trembling hands on her hips.
"Oui." Elsa muttered under her breath.
Elsa bit her lip nervously, while Wendell still looked with some degree of hesitation. Would he refuse her again? She thought to herself. She didn't know if she could accept another rejection.
"Please?" Elsa muttered under her breath, her vulnerability slipping into her voice.
"... Okay." Wendell muttered and let out a deep breath he didn't know he was holding. "I really hope you don't end up regretting this in the morning." Wendell said, giving in and wrapping his arms around her waist.
Elsa smiled brightly at him. "I could never regret being with you, Wendell." Elsa said quickly with conviction. She wrapped her arms tighter around him and pulled him into a searing kiss. Finally, to her immense relief, Wendell let go of her hesitation and kissed her back. Her hands dropped, each grabbing a handful of her ass and pulling her hard against him. Elsa moaned desperately against her mouth, rubbing herself against him, but it wasn't enough. Reaching for the buttons on her shirt, she fumbled with them for a moment before giving up and simply ripping it open, sending buttons everywhere. Wendell grunted in surprise into her mouth.
When Wendell released her to take off his shirt the rest of the way, Elsa ran her hands over the surprisingly toned muscles of his chest and abdomen. She gently took his lower lip between her teeth and pulled it back, before releasing it. Placing her hands on her chest as they both caught their breath, she pushed him back until his legs touched the chair behind him, and he fell back onto the seat. Standing above him, Elsa leaned over, putting her wide cleavage on display, and kissed him on the lips.
"Stay." Elsa asked kindly.
Standing up, Elsa began to rock her hips and lifted her arms over her head in a sensual dance, moving with a beat in her head. Rotating her hips, she slowly swiveled in place until her back was to Wendell. Grabbing the hem of her nightgown, she lifted it and pulled it over her head in a slow, tempting rhythm. Throwing it to the ground, she turned away, now wearing nothing but her lacy white bra and panties. Wendell was looking at her with undisguised lust, his eyes roaming her body shamelessly. She felt herself getting wet at the longing look he was giving her. Walking towards him, she knelt in the chair, her legs on either side of him. Elsa grabbed two fistfuls of his hair and pulled his mouth against hers, her tongue dancing with his, and moved her hips in a riding motion as she moaned into his mouth. Wendell groaned in disappointment as she pulled away and stood up again. She gave him a promising smile and began to swivel her hips as she moved her hands down, over her breasts, to her toned belly, and stopped at her panty-covered mound. She let out a low moan as she stroked herself in front of him, then slowly turned in place again until her back was to him. Reaching behind her back, she fiddled with the clasp of her bra, and with a move of her head that made her hair fly so that it rested in front of one shoulder and moved her head to look at him, all in one move, she undid the close with a well-trained movement of the fingers.
Using one arm to cover what she could of her large breasts, leaving a long cleavage line and the underside of her large pale globes exposed, she held the bra to the side teasingly for a moment, then let it drop to the floor. Turning around, still covering her chest, she walked back to Wendell, sending her mane of silver hair back with another shake of her head, she rose to her feet, looking up at him. Wendell was breathing heavier than normal, looking down at her with his vibrant golden eyes that looked darker with lust. Elsa gave him a playful smile, turned and sat on her lap. She could feel his big, hard cock pressed against his ass as she settled into him. He groaned and gripped the arms of the chair tightly as she leaned against him, but he made no move to touch her. Grabbing both of his hands, she lifted them, pressed them to her breasts, and tilted her head back to rest on his shoulder. Reaching the back of his head with one hand, she tilted her head back further and pulled him down until his lips met hers. His hands began to roughly massage her full, firm breasts, the fingers of one hand trapping her nipple between them and squeezing it firmly.
Releasing one breast, Wendell ran his hand down her body to the damp crotch of her panties, rubbing them through the silky fabric. Elsa moaned into his mouth and pushed against his hand. He moved his hand up, only to slide it back a moment later, this time under her panties, his hand resting directly on her bald, wet mound. When he began to trace his finger over her nether lips, she pulled away from his mouth with a sigh, her breath quick and labored. Her head lay on her shoulder, and she leaned to the side, kissing and sucking on her neck as he played with her body. A long, low moan left her lips as two of Wendell's fingers slide easily into her wet pussy, his palm resting on her mound. He moved them in and out, gradually going deeper as he rubbed his palm over her aroused clit. Suddenly, he curled his fingers inside her, reaching a point that made her arch her back and shiver with intense pleasure. Her hands searched for something to cling to as an unexpected orgasm quickly hit her at the feel of his fingers inside her, and her palm pressing against her clit.
Elsa's body resisted, her breath came in short sharp gasps and her muscles quivered. Wendell's arm reached her body, holding her opposite breast tightly as he held her body tightly against his. The other hand moved back and forth quickly, almost vibrating, as her fingers attacked the sensitive spot inside her, and her palm pressed against her clit. Elsa stiffened, her back arched and her mouth dropped open as everything became too much for her.
"'Wendell!" Elsa muttered audibly aloud. Her hands gripped her arm as her body shook violently, her free breast swaying wildly with the movement. She let out a string of short, high-pitched grunts as she soaked herself, Wendell and the chair as she came hard. With a shudder, Elsa's body finally relaxed, collapsing against him. Wendell pulled his hand out of her soaked panties and wrapped his arms around her, holding her while she rested for a long moment. "Mon Dieu." Elsa muttered audibly as soon as she managed to catch her breath.
Elsa heard and felt Wendell laugh behind her, placing a kiss on her temple. She turned her body so that she was sitting sideways in his lap and looked at him. He was looking at her with a crooked, affectionate smile. Smiling back at him, she leaned in and gave him a loving kiss, slower and less intense but no less meaningful than the ones they'd shared before. Pulling away, she buried her face in the crook of his neck and took a moment to revel in the feeling of being in his arms. She didn't stay like that for long, as she could feel Wendell's erection pressing against her thigh as he shifted to adjust. Elsa smiled as an idea popped into her head. She didn't normally do that, but if anyone deserved it, it was Wendell. With a quick kiss to her neck, Elsa glided down her body, stopping kneeling between her legs. Working quickly, she undid her belt and pulled off her damp pants. Reaching out, she grabbed the sides of his boxers, placing a kiss on top of the large tent. This made Wendell squirm and she chuckled, before pulling her boxers down. She watched with growing excitement as inch after inch of his shaft was revealed, until she pulled the waistband beyond her head. Her cock jumped up when it was finally released, nearly hitting her chin, and slapped loudly against her stomach. Tossing his boxers to the side, she reached out and took his cock in her hand. He was thick and long, though not monstrously, and very hard. She could feel his pulse as she grabbed him, and her head was a deep, angry red.
Elsa didn't do this often. Not that she didn't like it. Only whenever she tried, one of two things happened. Either they finish so fast that she doesn't have time to really get into it, or they lose control of themselves and become too aggressive. She remembered the last time she tried to do this to Charles. He lost control and ended up trying to choke her on his cock. Fortunately, he wasn't as long or as thick as Wendell, and she was able to resist him until he was done. She had decided, however, not to do it again until he was better able to resist her to her full potential. She was confident that Wendell would be able to control himself, he had never let her down before.
Slowly stroking him up and down, she stuck out her tongue and gave him a long, slow lick from base to head. Swirling her tongue around the tip, she kissed the head softly, tasting his salty pre-cum as she did so. Opening her mouth, she brought the head of his cock to her mouth and gave it a light suck, her tongue massaging the V at the bottom. Wendell moaned and ran his fingers through her hair. Elsa froze, momentarily worried, then relaxed when he just massaged her scalp with his fingers. Relaxing, she smiled to herself. She knew she could trust Wendell. Elsa licked his shaft, covering it with her saliva, before putting it in her mouth again. Starting with her head, she slowly began to rock her head up and down, gradually taking more and more of his cock into her mouth with each cleavage. When she had half his length in her mouth, her head tickling the back of her throat, she held him there, swirling her tongue around him. Sucking hard, she slowly pulled his length until only his head remained in her mouth.
"Bloody hell, Elsa." Wendell exclaimed happily aloud; his head thrown back in pleasure.
Elsa got off him with a pop. Well, if he thought that was good… Elsa thought to herself with a smirk creeping across her face. Caressing it slowly with her hand, she waited until Wendell was looking at her again. She gave him a sexy little smile and, looking into her eyes, licked his cock from base to tip. When she reached the top, still making eye contact, Elsa opened her mouth and came down on him. Inch after inch disappeared into her mouth. Halfway there, when he was tickling her throat, she relaxed as much as she could and lowered herself further.
*GAK!*
A loud crushing noise left her throat as she struggled against a gag, and she continued to push herself further down her shaft. Looking into Wendell's shocked eyes, with one last thrust, Elsa buried the rest of his cock in her throat, her nose pressed against her pelvis.
"Holy crap!" Wendell said with wide eyes in astonishment.
Elsa slowly pulled away from him, taking a deep breath and wiping a large amount of saliva from her chin. Catching her breath, Elsa smiled happily as she stroked her cock. She was enjoying this a lot more than she thought she would. Well, at least when she had someone she could have unlimited fun with. Feeling her excitement build, she lowered her hand to play with herself as she went back to pleasing Wendell. Taking it back into her mouth, she wasted no time getting half of it back into her mouth, and then forced it back down her throat. It was a little easier now, both because she'd done it before and because of all the saliva covering her cock. Elsa continued to look into her eyes as she slowly swallowed him whole. She held on to the base of his cock for a moment, before slowly pulling up. Instead of taking it out of her mouth again, she stopped when it came out of her throat, took a deep breath through her nose, and went down again. Over and over, Elsa slammed deep into him, getting faster and faster with each repetition.
*GAK!* *GAK!* *GAK!*
Obscene noises left her throat as she choked on his cock, reaching a speed where his nose was hitting her pelvis hard enough to cause tears to well up in her eyes. Leaving him to take a moment to catch his breath, a long line of spit connected her chin to his balls. Taking a deep breath again, Elsa practically threw herself at him, swallowing him whole in one quick motion, and held herself pressed against her base.
"Elsa, I'm coming!" Wendell muttered audibly aloud, in fact he almost screamed.
Wendell's hand tightened on her hair, though it didn't hurt, and he didn't try to hold it. Elsa felt her body tense as she pulled on his cock. Keeping only her head in her mouth, she sucked hard, swirled her tongue and stroked the rest of his shaft quickly.
"Damn!" Wendell grunted in a husky, guttural voice.
Elsa felt it throb hard in her hand, and several jets of hot, salty semen splashed against the roof of her mouth with force with each pulse. Wendell let out a loud groan at the end, and collapsed boneless in his chair, breathing hard. Running her thumb down the underside of his cock, she took one last suck to get the rest of the sperm off his cock, making him choke with overstimulation. Keeping her lips sealed as she walked away from him, Elsa looked at Wendell and opened her lips to show him her mouth full of cum. She rubbed her hand between her legs with the malice of the act, before closing her mouth and swallowing it all down, making sure to accentuate the sound.
"Mmmh." Elsa moaned happily, licking her lips. "That was a lot of fun, Wendell." Elsa said happily with a mischievous smile appearing on her face.
Wendell gave a tired laugh and held out a hand to help her up. Knees aching a little, Elsa stood up and Wendell pulled her so that she was sitting sideways in his lap, wrapping his arms around her. Leaning down, he gave her a brief kiss on the lips.
"That." Wendell said happily. "Yeah, that was fucking amazing."
Elsa smiled at the compliment and snuggled against him, happy to hug him a little. One of Wendell's hands slid down her stomach to gently cup her breast, his thumb sliding back and forth over her nipple, and he leaned in to kiss her. Unlike their previous heated kisses, this one was a slower, more romantic kiss. She reached up and ran her fingers through his unruly hair, opening her mouth to stroke his tongue with hers. They stayed like that for a while, enjoying the kiss and the feeling of being close.
"Wendell." Elsa whispered lovingly, pulling away so that her lips were only a breath away from his. "Take me to bed."
Wendell scooped her up in his arms, rose, lifting her as he did, and carried her to the bed. Laying her down gently on the bed, he grabbed her panty waistband and pulled them off her. With his legs bent at the knees, he caressed her thighs and crawled into bed with her. Starting at her knee, he kissed his way down her thigh, opening her legs as he walked. Elsa let out a sound like a purr as Wendell reached her pussy and began to sprinkle her with kisses. His tongue ran between her lips, starting at the bottom and sliding to the top. Letting out a low moan, she grabbed his hair and gave it a gentle tug.
"Wendell, mon amour." Elsa purred lovingly. Twisting her finger, she nodded at him. "I need you." Elsa said in her most attractive voice.
Placing one more kiss on her clit, Wendell moved down her body, sucking and biting the skin of her belly and breasts as he walked. Settling himself between her legs, he rubbed his renewed erection against Elsa, causing them both to moan. When he bent down to kiss her again, she reached down and took him in her hand, lining him up with her entrance. Once he was there, he slowly and easily sank into her wet, hot pussy. Wendell moaned into her mouth as he hit rock bottom. Elsa hummed in pleasure at the wonderful stretching feeling he gave her.
"Melin, you are tight, Elsa." Wendell said when he pulled away from her lips.
"You are so beautiful, Wendell!" Elsa moaned happily. Caressing his cheek, she gave him a sultry look, biting her lip. "Please. Fuck me, Wendell." Elsa muttered under her breath in an appealing, pleading way. Elsa loved the dark, lustful look Wendell had in her eyes as he looked at her. Wendell was always so strong, so in control of himself. She wanted him to let go, for him to lose himself in the pleasures of her body.
Wendell claimed her lips in a demanding kiss as her hips began to thrust back and forth. Starting slowly, he pulled a few inches, before pushing back in and rubbing his pelvis against hers, putting delicious pressure against her aching clit. With each thrust, he moved farther away, gaining speed each time he slid back inside her. Now, he was backing halfway out of her, thrusting into her quickly, and rolling his hips as he thrust back, causing a wonderful friction to her clit as he hit the bottom.
Elsa made a point of moaning, moaning and grunting against his lips with every movement, for once not needing to fake the noises of pleasure she made. Wendell pulled his mouth from hers, breathing heavily, and dropped his head to rest on the pillow beside her. Elsa whispered lovingly into her ear as he continued to thrust inside her. She ran the fingers of one hand through the back of her hair gently, her hand running up and down her spine, her nails gliding across her skin. Turning her head, she began to suck and kiss his neck, feeling a sudden, primal urge to mark him.
"Wendell~." Elsa moaned lasciviously in her ear, gently nibbling her earlobe. She could feel Wendell's chest growl as he growled in her ear and began to thrust harder and faster, his body jerking each time their hips met. Elsa wrapped her legs around him as a loud, rhythmic slapping sound came from her bodies. Her body began to tense, her nails leaving long red marks on her back as an orgasm began to build inside her. She continued to kiss, suck and bite her neck as she whispered dirty words into his ear, intending to drive him mad with lust.
"Oh Wendell, you make me feel so good to me."
"Oh, you are so beautiful, Wendell. I feel so full."
"Oui, mon amour fuck me~."
"I love it Wendell, fuck me and don't stop for nothing."
Words gave way to grunts every time Wendell's big cock slammed into her. Her nails dug into her skin, her legs tightened around him and her breath hitched as her release came quickly.
"Wendell!" Elsa shouted out Wendell's name aloud. His arms and legs held him in place, keeping him buried deep inside her pussy as she convulsed around him. Elsa rotated her hips, curling up against him and rubbing her clit hard into her body, trying to prolong her pleasure. Throwing her back, she moaned and her body shuddered as she came down from above. Finally, her body relaxed and her arms and legs loosened as if holding Wendell. As she lay there, breathing heavily, enjoying the glow of one of the most powerful orgasms of her life, Wendell lifted himself into her arms and kissed her lovingly. Elsa kissed him back, both enjoying the moment. A minute later, she realized that Wendell was still hard inside her. That wouldn't work. Jerking her shoulder and thrusting her hips, Wendell let out a grunt of surprise when Elsa suddenly rolled them both over. Sitting on her hips with her hands on her chest, she laughed at the surprised and confused look on his face at the sudden change. Her penis never left her. Leaning down, she kissed him on the lips and whispered, "I want you to come with me."
Elsa felt him squirm inside her, his cock pulsing with the thought. Just saying the words made her feel pleasantly dirty, telling a man other than her husband to come inside her only sent an emotion through her. Sitting back down, she began to roll her hips, rubbing herself quickly against him. Wendell's hand reached out, cupping one of his big, firm breasts as she straddled him. Lifting himself so that only her cock head remained inside her, she quickly fell back with a hard, wet smack. Elsa let out a sensual moan, the breast that wasn't being groped by Wendell bouncing with the movement.
Slowly, she got up again and went down quickly. Again, and again, Elsa rose until she was almost out of his cock, and then dropped back onto him. She loved the feel of him filling her so completely, more and more. While it was wonderful, it wasn't enough to bring either of them to the end. Giving up on depth for speed, she stopped rising so high, now catching only half of his cock as she rose, and started to move faster.
Wendell's hands moved to her hips to help her move, her hips pushing up as she descended. Hands on his chest for support, Elsa leapt onto his cock quickly, her breasts bouncing in time with his movements. Raising her knees behind her, her grip tightened on her hips and he began to pound her harder and faster. Wendell's breathing grew heavier and his thrusts grew more desperate. She knew he was getting close.
"Elsa..." Wendell said in a husky, guttural voice. "...I'm going to come."
"Oui!" Elsa muttered happily, approaching another orgasm. "Een me, I want everything inside of me~."
Her excitement seemed to be too much for him. Grunting, Wendell threw his hips up frantically in short, sharp thrusts. With one last thrust, he buried himself as deeply into her as he could. Elsa continued to rub against him, the feel of him pulsing inside her, and the nastiness of the situation pushed her over the edge. With a loud cry, Elsa collapsed onto his chest, riding her orgasm as she felt his cum splash against her walls with each pulse of his cock. She moaned, excitement and a sense of accomplishment coursing through her at the feeling. Flexing the muscles around him, she did her best to milk every last drop of him. Wendell gave a satisfied moan when he was done, holding her tight as he caught his breath.
A few moments later, after catching her breath and the last of her orgasm passing, Elsa lifted herself off him and snuggled up beside her. With one leg draped over his body, one arm slung across his chest, and her head resting on her shoulder, Elsa closed her eyes, sighing contentedly. Seizing the moment, all thoughts of what tomorrow would bring left her mind in the blissful ecstasy of the best sex of her life.
~xXx~
Rosana Hartley was tired. She had worked the night shift the night before, and so she was called at seven o'clock in the morning by Darwin Scott, her incompetent new boss. There were several files he needed her to take to Wendell Holloway about some recently captured Dark Lord Pendragon followers who had managed to escape and stay under the radar since after the war. And given the sensitive nature of the files, he didn't want to send them by any means other than sending them in person, and she was the only person who had free access to Wendell's house.
Rosana calmly walked to the front door and entered, grateful that Wendell had placed her in the wards as "free access", unlike everyone else who was listed in the wards as well. She calmly walked through the renovated house, she made her way down the hall and up the stairs. Luckily, he'd managed to get rid of the oddly-shaped umbrella holder, and his grandmother's portrait was now stored in the attic. Despite this, she still managed to trip as she climbed the stairs. As soon as she reached the landing, she heard a door open and sighed in relief that she didn't have to wake Wendell so early. Looking up, she opened her mouth to call him, only to stop and stare in shock at what she saw.
Elsa Bradford born Bouvier, half-naked and wearing only one of Wendell's signature shirts, was slowly leaving her room, closing the door quietly behind her.
"Elsa!?" Rosana muttered audibly aloud, in fact she almost screamed out loud.
Elsa turned quickly, her shirt lifting just long enough to show she wasn't wearing anything underneath. Her eyes widened and her hand gripped her shirt, trying to keep it closed over her big chest.
"R-Rosana!" Elsa spoke out loud in shock. "What are you doing here?"
"Please tell me you didn't do what I think you did." Rosana said quickly, ignoring the question. Rosana prayed it was just a weird misunderstanding and that Elsa wasn't having an affair with Wendell. During the war, they ended up becoming good friends. Elsa helped her get through her disastrous relationship with Tobias, and Rosana supported her when Carmen and Shelby refused to accept her into their family. She didn't want to think badly of her new but old friend, but the evidence was pretty damning. And Wendell. Well, she was very protective of her adorable little cousin who had been through hell and back. Being friends with Elsa really wouldn't stop her from bewitching the pretty blonde if she did something that ended up causing him to get hurt.
"That's not what you think." She said quickly, raising a hand in a placating way. "Please let me explain."
Rosana nodded and waved for Elsa to follow her, and led her downstairs to the kitchen. Waving her hand, she sent the strainer to the stove and leaned against the counter, arms crossed over her chest as the smell of coffee filled the kitchen.
"Okay, explain." Rosana spoke quickly.
~xXx
Twenty minutes and five cups of coffee later, Elsa had just told her everything. Rosana, now sitting across from her at the kitchen table, shook her head in disbelief.
"I can't believe that idiot would cheat on you like that." Rosana said, her hair turning red with anger.
"Oh, I must trust him again." Elsa said, clearly angry. "He's been gone for weeks on end, how do I know he won't come back again. Or what he's cheating on me with someone else and I just don't know about it."
"I'm sorry, Elsa. I just don't know what to say," Rosana muttered and quickly sighed, her hair falling out and turning brown, saddened for not being able to help her distraught new friend.
There was a moment of silence while Elsa seemed lost in her own thoughts.
Rosana patiently waited until Elsa raised her coffee cup to her lips before asking the next question. "So who's better, Charles or Wendell?" Rosana asked, smiling mischievously and propping her chin in her hands.
Elsa huffed into her cup, spilling some of her coffee down her chin and onto the table. "Rosana!" Elsa exclaimed, looking scandalized, but a smile tugged at the corner of her lips.
"Which?" Rosana asked innocently with her eyes flashing. "You kept saying how great Wendell was last night, I was just curious to see who was the best."
They looked at each other for a moment before they both burst into laughter. Rosana was happy to see a smile on Elsa's face, but she was really curious about the answer.
"We will?" Rosana asked, recovering first.
"Wendell." Elsa said with an affectionate smile, looking away.
"Same?" Rosana asked, curious and surprised. "I didn't think Wendell was so experienced."
"I don't think he is." Elsa said, shaking her head. This wasn't his first time, he knew what he was doing, but I don't think he had much experience."
"So what made it so special?" Rosana asked curiously, taking a sip of her coffee.
"Wendell is very good, but he wasn't just that" Elsa explained quickly. "Because he can resist my influence with full force. It's really hard to control when I'm having sex, especially when it's good. Charles loses control and I can't control it so I can't enjoy it as much. Wendell, I could just let go. I didn't need to worry about him, losing control and pissing me off."
Rosana frowned. She hadn't realized it was like that for her. Having to control her magic when she was so intimately connected to her emotions would definitely put a brake on things.
"It's hard to explain, but it's fair." Elsa stopped, then shrugged, seeming to give up trying to find the right words. "He made me feel special."
They sat in silence for a few moments, each lost in their own thoughts. This conversation was making Rosana realize how long it had been since she last had sex. With her job, then the war, and now cleaning, she hadn't had a chance to have fun lately. Elsa's conversation about Wendell was giving her ideas she wasn't sure she should have about her cute little cousin.
"Then." Rosana said curiously. "How big is he?"
~xXx~
They continued talking for another fifteen minutes before Rosana left to go home and get some sleep. Elsa left the next day to go to her parents' house, both to visit her family and to decide what to do with Charles.
The following week, every time Rosana saw or thought of Wendell, her conversation with Elsa in the kitchen instantly came back to her mind. Now, she was sitting in the drawing room at Grimmauld Place, having drinks with Wendell after a long day testifying against the Dark Lord Pendragon's followers outside the Court of Vestaria. As Wendell complained about how quickly the government was reverting to its corrupt and ineffective habits, and that perhaps he should do a big general stock-out, Rosana thought about him. In fact, this wasn't the first time she'd had an inappropriate thought about the wonder boy who was her cute, adorable little cousin. The summer before her senior year at Bella Noche, and everything went wrong, she thought about spending some time alone with him. After her reckless attempt to date Tobias, she'd hoped to have some fun, and figured if anyone else could relax a bit, it would be Wendell.
Of course, that never happened. Those damned Dark Lord dogs decided to break into Elsa's wedding and she didn't see him again after that for nearly a year. Since then, he's been very busy. He went straight to the last battle in a fight for the Ministry's liberation. After he took over and Skrilly Uranus was appointed Minister, he just kept working. First, he graduated in record time, then was sent directly to help capture any shitty followers they might find. She smiled to herself, remembering the start of evidence for those she managed to capture.
Wendell walked straight to the Court of Vestaria, no one had the courage to stop him and say he shouldn't be there. So he proceeded to destroy the entire governing body into a new idiot for an hour and a half. Not realizing that the trials were being broadcast internationally, he warned them of his past corruption and ineptitude that led to the war in the first place, making him even more of a hero to the people who listened to him. Things had started out well, with the Court of Vestaria really doing their job right for a change, but now the old gray beards were starting to fall back into their old ways.
Frankly, she thought he was hot when he was all excited and had that attitude of taking control. She always thought he was cute, but in the last few years he's really grown inside of him. There was a robust beauty in his features now, he filled in all the right places, and there was a new certainty found in his actions, a confidence that he had definitely lacked before. Well, most of the time. There were still times when he went back to being that cute, a little strange and completely lost child that she knew him. Watching him now, as he lamented the stupidity that infected his government and prepared for a coup d'etat and mass genocide, Rosana made up her mind.
"Hey Wendell." Rosana said, interrupting his speech that would make him sound like an Ascending Dark Lord.
"Yes?"
"Do you want to have sex with me?" Rosana asked curiously, smiling at the blank, puzzled look on her face as her eyes flickered quickly a few times.
"Er, what?" Wendell replied blankly.
"I'm not looking for anything serious." Rosana explained. "Just a little fun with friends, you know."
"This is really funny, Rosana." Wendell said after a moment, giving a forced laugh as his cheeks turned slightly pink.
"I'm being super serious." Rosana spoke quickly. "Come on, this is going to be a lot of fun."
Rosana curiously looked at Rosana, as if to gauge her veracity, before swallowing hard. "Seriously?" Wendell quickly asked, his voice getting an octave higher than normal.
"Mh-hmm." Rosana hummed happily, nodding her head up and down.
"Oh, er, yes, I want…I mean, if you want." Wendell muttered under his breath and stuttered.
"Great!" Rosana said with a bright smile. Jumping up from her chair, she downed the rest of her drink, walked over to him and grabbed his hand. Pulling him out of the chair, she placed the empty glass on the table as she dragged him out of the room and up the stairs.
"Are you serious?" Wendell asked again in disbelief.
"Yes." Rosana said happily, smacking her lips at the end as she pulled him down the hall towards her bedroom.
"Holy crap!" Wendell exclaimed loudly, making Rosane laugh happily.
Rosana pulled him into the bedroom, kicked the door shut and, grabbing two fistfuls of his shirt, shoved him hard against her. Tilting her head up, her lips crashed against his in a hard, rough kiss. For a moment, he seemed frozen in place, but he turned quickly, kissing her back and wrapping his arms around her. He hugged her, pressing her body hard against his, and she moaned into her mouth. Catching her bottom between her teeth, she pulled away, letting them lightly scratch her lip as he stretched before snapping back into place when she released him.
"I like it when the guy takes charge, so don't be afraid to be rude." Rosana told him in a husky voice. "So what do you like?" Rosana asked, pushing against her chest and taking a step back. "Blonde with the big breasts?" Rosana asked quickly and scrunched up her face in concentration, her hair quickly turning blond and falling to her shoulder blades. Her breasts expanded, growing to massive proportions and stretching her shirt until the middle button gave way and shot across the room. She turned to the side, posing with her arm propped over her head and her knee bent, toes pointed. Wendell's eyes widened as he took in her massive bust, flared hips and bulging ass. "Or maybe you really like the small, athletic type." Rosana muttered happily and concentrating again, she shrank her body to about five and a half feet tall, her limbs thinning but gaining definition. Her breast and ass had been reduced to a reasonable size, but still looked pronounced on her small body. Looking at Wendell, she saw him looking at her, more with awe than lust, and shook her head to clear her thoughts.
"You don't need to change for me, Rosana. I think your normal appearance is just beautiful." Wendell said sincerely.
Rosana rolled her eyes. "Come on Wendell, it's just a little fun. Just tell me what you like."
"Honestly." Wendell said shrugging and speaking indifferently. "Whatever look you want is fine with me."
Rosana smirked as an idea popped into her head. "Okay then, if I wanted to stay like this?" Rosana said abruptly. Closing her eyes, her hair turned gray and disheveled, her limbs became thin and her skin wrinkled. Her ears expanded and long gray hair emerged, her nose became wide and hooked with a large wart on one side. This was a look she called the 'Ugly Old Witch', she used to walk in dark places and listen to conversations without raising too much suspicion. Opening her eyes, she looked at Wendell, expecting him to laugh, or be disgusted by the way she looked. What she didn't expect was for him to give her a crooked, affectionate smile as he casually approached her. When he bent over her, she lost the playful smile, her mouth went dry and her stomach lurched.
"You don't need to change for me, Rosana." Wendell whispered softly
Rosana gasped as he leaned in and kissed her softly on the lips. She was so shocked that she couldn't hold back the change any longer and went back to her normal pink haired look. Her kiss was brief and gentle, but by no means hesitant. She looked at him in surprise when he pulled away, not knowing what to say or do as he smiled at her and hugged her. While she was overcome with a feeling of warmth and satisfaction she hadn't felt in a long time, she realized that was what Elsa meant when she said Wendell made her feel special. Smiling back at him, she wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the lips.
"I'm going to fuck you so hard for this." Rosana whispered against his lips. Reaching out, she grabbed his shirt in her fists and opened it, sending buttons clattering to the floor. Wendell grunted in surprise and she slid her tongue into his mouth as her hands traced the muscles of his chest. She wondered when he got so strong when she felt the hard contours of his pectorals and abs, feeling them contract under his touch. Placing both hands on his chest, she pushed him back until her legs touched the bed. With a shove, her lips parted as he landed on the bed, bouncing a few times as he settled himself.
Rosana smiled at Wendell as he knelt down and unbuttoned his belt, button, and fly. Grabbing the sides of her pants, she pulled them down as he lifted his hips. Wendell's hard erection jumped the moment he was free and slammed loudly against his stomach. She stopped pulling on her pants to look hungrily at his long, fat cock. She immediately regretted not going after him a long, long time ago. Shaking herself out of his thoughts, she finished taking off his pants and tossed them to the side.
Rosana traced a finger from the top of his cock, down the crest of the large vein at the bottom of his shaft, all the way to the base, smiling as she pulsed under his touch. Wrapping one hand around the base, she lifted him so he was standing, and wrapped her other hand around his shaft on top of hers. With both hands holding him, his purple, swollen head was still above her grip. With a mischievous smile, she released one of her hands and stroked it up and down a few times, before leaning in and running her tongue from base to tip. Running her tongue up and down and around his thick, straight shaft, she made sure to get him very wet for what she had planned next. Twisting her head to the side, she opened her mouth, kissing and sucking the side of his hard length, pulling a moan above her. Stretching his tongue, she swiveled around his shaft, pulling him back into her mouth on occasion to wet him again. When her entire length was smooth and wet, she moved so her head hovered over his head. Mouth full of saliva, she parted her lips slightly and let it run over them in a long string. She watched as her saliva coated his head and ran down the sides of his shaft, licking his lips to clear them. Looking up at him, she locked her violet eyes with green ones and opened her mouth, hovering just above his cock. Teasing him, she closed her mouth, pressing her lips together and blowing cool air on its tip. He inhaled sharply as her eyes widened, his cock jerking hard in her grip. Again, she opened her mouth, slowly lowering herself until his head was in her mouth. Wendell placed his hand on her head, running his fingers through her hair. He didn't try to push her down, but it was clear what he wanted. Looking into his eyes, she blinked at him and quickly pushed her head down, bringing his entire cock to the base in one swift motion.
"Holy crap!" Wendell exclaimed aloud, looking at Rosana in disbelief.
Pressing her nose into his curly hair at the base of his cock, his hand tightened on her hair, pulling hard and leaving her head feeling a slight prickling sensation. Closing her eyes, Rosana moaned happily around her shaft. Moving in an excruciatingly slow pace, she dragged her lips back to the shaft of his throbbing cock, sucking hard once he left her throat. When she got off him, his hand relaxed and released her, and he moved to grip the sheets tightly. Taking a moment to catch her breath, she reached down and grabbed his hands, placing them on her head. She smiled at her questioning look. "I like it when the guy takes charge and gets a little violent." Rosana said quickly, remembering her words to Wendell, in a husky voice.
Grabbing his shaft again, Rosana put her head back into his mouth and released him. Placing her hands in her lap, she looked up at him with the head of his cock between her lips and raised an eyebrow at him. Receiving the message, Wendell pressed his hands into her hair, making her scalp sting and a shiver run through her body. Using his grip on her hair, he slowly pushed her all the way down onto her cock, forcing his considerable length into her throat. He thrust his hips up as she reached the bottom, pressing his nose into her pelvis as he let out a long, loud moan.
"Fuck, Rosana." Wendell hissed happily with pleasure and satisfaction.
Abruptly pulling at her hair, Rosana moaned and rubbed her thighs as he pulled her off his cock and pressed his lips to hers in a demanding kiss. Pulling away, Wendell gave her a smoldering look that made her pulse race as he placed his cock back between her lips. When he slid his cock back down her throat, faster this time, Rosana reached her waist and pulled out her wand. With a wave, her shirt and pants bounced off her body to land on the floor a few feet away, leaving her in only her purple bra and panties. She could remove them too, but she would leave them for Wendell to take out later.
Reaching between her legs, Rosana rubbed herself over her damp panties as she continued to take his length again and again. Wendell was getting more confident and started to pick up the pace. Her hands tightened on her hair even more, almost in pain, and he began to move his head quickly, thrusting his hips harder. The drool fell from her mouth and ran down her shaft and onto her balls. Pulling her back, and giving her a moment to catch her breath, he tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb.
"I'm getting close." Wendell quickly said between groans.
Rosana nodded and continued to take a deep breath, kissing her hand as he caressed her cheek lovingly. Clearing her throat, she smiled at him and placed a kiss on the tip of his cock.
"Give it to me, big boy." Rosana muttered happily.
Threading his finger through her hair again, Wendell pulled her in for one more kiss before moving her head down again. Pressing his head to her lips, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. Starting slowly, Wendell fed her cock into her throat, holding it at the base for a moment. Rosana closed her eyes and rubbed harder as he began to move his head in an ever-increasing pace up and down his throbbing shaft. Soon, her hips started to move in time with her head and he actually started fucking her throat. He started to grunt with each thrust and she could feel his arms and legs begin to twitch. Holding her head in place, he held her halfway up her shaft as he pumped the rest of his cock in and out of her throat.
*Gak!* *Gak!* *Gak!*
A loud, wet noise left her throat as his thick cock assaulted her throat. Her eyes started to water when her nose bumped into her pelvis over and over again. Rosana moaned loudly at the depravity of the situation. Her hands gripped her hair tightly, her hips jerked quickly and a long moan left her throat. She felt him reach her peak, her cock pulsing deep in her throat as he held her firmly to the base of her shaft. Wendell grunted with each spasm as he fired his cum right down her throat. Rosana tugged and Wendell's grip relaxed on her head, allowing her to move. She sucked hard as she pulled on her cock shaft, and felt the last couple of jets of hot, salty cum coating her tongue as her orgasm ended. Keeping his head in her mouth, she gently fed the last remnants of cum from his writhing cock as he lay back on the bed, eyes closed and breathing heavily. With one last suction, she took the rest of the way out of his cock, sealing her lips around his head as she pulled away from him. Rosana gave him a moment to catch her breath before tapping her leg. When he looked at her, she opened her mouth to show him the semen she had collected there, and made a show of closing her mouth and swallowing with a moan.
"Oh, what the hell." Wendell muttered under his breath, leaning back and throwing an arm over her head.
Rosana laughed, got up and crawled over him on all fours. Wendell opened his eyes when he felt Rosana move, and looked at her longingly as she hovered over him, his eyes dropping to stare at the large amount of cleavage on display. Sitting on his hips, she leaned in to kiss him on the lips, her breasts pressing into his muscled chest. Her arms wrapped around her and she giggled against his lips as she felt his hands go straight to the clasp of her bra. Quickly, he undid it and pulled it out of her body. Grabbing her large breasts in her hands, he squeezed them tightly, making her moan. She began to grind her hot, wet core against the muscles of her abdomen as his fingers pinched and tugged on her hard, sensitive nipples. Pushing her back, Wendell sat with Rosana in her lap, his head lowering to kiss, bite and suck on the soft skin of her breasts. Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him in place as she moaned and writhed on top of him. Twisting to the side, he laid her down on the bed and slowly kissed his way down her body. Reaching for her panties, he pressed a kiss to the damp center just above her clit, causing her hips to curve toward his face. Grabbing the waist of her last remaining garment, he quickly tore them from her body and tossed them aside.
"Same?" Wendell asked, a smile twitching at the corners of his mouth.
Rosana giggled happily as Wendell stared back at her pubic hair, currently shaped like a four-pointed star, just like the scar on her back. "I thought men liked to mark their territory?" Rosana asked, running her hair through a rainbow of colors before turning back to purple.
"Oh, so you're mine now?" Wendell asked, kissing his bush and starting to descend.
"For now at least." Rosana joked. "Maybe more if you're really good."
"I do not know." Wendell responded, his breath passing over her sensitive clit. "After that blowjob, I might have to kidnap you."
Rosana started to laugh and soon her laugh turned into a lingering moan as Wendell stuck his tongue between her lips and licked her slit from the bottom up, flicking her clit at the end. With how excited she was, she wasn't in the mood to be teased. Threading her finger through her unruly hair, she pulled her head up and pressed it directly over her clit. Wendell sealed her lips over her slit and sucked hard, flicking her clit with the tip of his tongue. Pulling her hair harder, she lifted her hips off the bed and moaned wantonly. Playing with herself before had brought her close, and now Wendell's tongue was pushing at her quickly. Rosana felt a wave of heat build in her core, each flick of her tongue pushing her further and further into orgasm. Her breath quickened, coming in sharp gasps, and an almost constant moan left her lips as the pleasure built. Hips pounding, Rosana finally reached her peak, arching her back as her orgasm exploded through her body. The sudden euphoria left her breathless and she felt herself drenching Wendell's face, her hips arching, spreading her release all over his face. Her entire body shook and her legs shook uncontrollably as a loud moan finally left her throat.
Falling limply onto the bed, her legs continued to tremble as she pulled Wendell's head away from her overly sensitive slit. With her eyes closed, she savored the bliss of the first orgasm given her by someone else in three years. As she caught her breath, she felt Wendell kissing her stomach, pausing for a few moments on her breasts, then her neck, and finally her lips. She could taste him as her tongue stroked his, and he settled between her spread legs, his cock already erect again, and nudging her thigh.
Rosana was grateful that Wendell gave her a few moments to recover from her intense orgasm. For the next few minutes, he kissed her neck and chest tenderly as her hands gently caressed her heaving breasts. A low hum left her throat as she bathed in the glow, enveloping her in a feeling of great ecstasy. Gently, her fingers ran through her hair and along the taut muscles of her shoulders. As he sucked the pulse from her neck, she cupped his cheeks and pulled him into a languid, smoldering kiss. Quickly, the kiss grew heated and she began to feel the need for more building inside her again. His smooth calves came up the back of her legs to lock him in place. She moved one hand from where it was tangled in his hair and reached down to grab his cock. Her hand ran up and down her shaft, still damp with her saliva, and she guided him to her leaky entrance. As she teased him, running her head up and down between her lips,
Wendell rose in her arms and calmly stood over Rosana. "You said you like something hard, right?" Wendell curiously asked, looking at Rosana with a crooked smile. And before Rosana could say anything, he thrust his hips forward, driving the entire length of her cock into her sensitive pussy, his hips clapping loudly as they slapped against her thighs and ass.
Rosana threw her head back, her mouth open in a silent scream. Pain and pleasure dominated her senses, his thick cock stretching and filling. "Oh fuck you!" Rosana screamed, her nails scraping his broad shoulders.
Wendell pulled back slowly, drawing most of his length inside Rosana. With a grunt of effort, he thrust his hips forward again, hammering his cock deep into her.
"Yes!" Rosana hissed happily through clenched teeth.
Wendell set a slow, brutal rhythm that made his head spin. He continued to pull most of his cock out of her and then slammed back into her, grunting each time. Her body sank into the mattress with each thrust, her breasts bouncing and jerking wildly with the force of his impact.
Lifting her head, Rosana looked to where they were connected. Her lips were stretched around her waist, gripping her shaft as he pulled out of her, as if she was trying to keep him inside her. Rays of pleasure shot through her body as he drove his cock back into her needy pussy, making her body tense with pleasure. Her head rolled back on the mattress with a groan as he filled her and stretched as he hit the bottom.
Wendell paused for a moment, moving his arms under Rosan's legs, knees bent over his bulging biceps. He bent over her, bending her body and spreading her, her ass lifted off the mattress. With her arms holding her weight, he now had more strength to push even harder. His hands gripped the sheets, gripping them tightly for something to cling to as his pace increased. The sound of her hips crashing against her ass, his grunt and his moans fill the room as he hammers inside her. Rosana felt her walls tremble around him, her breath coming out in short gasps as another climax began to build. Rosana felt her pleasure building quickly as his thick, throbbing cock filled her repeatedly. She just needed a little more to push her to the limit.
"Faster." Rosana muttered happily in a voice filled with pleasure and satisfaction.
To her surprise and displeasure, Wendell knelt down and climbed out of her. Before she could ask what he was doing, he grabbed her by the hips and, with an impressive strength she didn't know he possessed, flipped her onto her stomach. He quickly pulled her onto her hands and knees, and slid his cock back inside her again. A gasp left her lips as his hand roughly grabbed a fistful of her hair and pushed her head back against the mattress. She tightened around him at the rough treatment and pushed her ass against him, desperate to start moving again. With one hand pinning her head to the mattress, the other grabbed a handful of her ass and held her in place. Pulling his cock fully out of her, he held it ready at her entrance, his head resting on her lips. Rosana let out a needy moan, trying in vain to push herself back into him. For a long moment, anticipation rose, but nothing happened. She opened her mouth to scream at him, only to let out a scream as he slammed into her brutally. Her hips slapped loudly against her ass, and he set a mind-blowing rhythm. From the moment he entered her, he fucked her fast and hard, grabbing her hair and pressing her face against the sheets as her hips hammered her cock into her wet pussy.
Rosana never really expected anything like this from Wendell. Grunting and moaning into the soft mattress, her body was on the verge of shedding in intense pleasure. Her hand left its place on her ass, only to return a moment later with a hard smack. The sharp sting sent her over the edge, and she cried out as she came hard, her pussy tightening around his thrusting cock.
"WENDELL!!" Rosana screamed at the top of her lungs as she came. Her hands gripped the sheets as the intense pleasure overwhelmed her. Wendell continued to thrust into her soaked pussy as she spasmed, her pace quickening even more. Her hand slammed into her ass, hard, twice as hard, the sharp pain mixing with the pleasure and sending her to a new level of ecstasy. Her body shuddered as her muscles contracted as the pleasure peaked Rosana went limp as her orgasm ended, her body rocking back and forth with each strong thrust of her hips. Moaning pitifully, she didn't have the strength to move as Wendell pounded her sensitive pussy. Her breath came out in great huffs, and he grunted with effort, his hips slamming against her ass in a fast pace. His muscles flex and his thrusts quickly go wild. When his cock twitched inside her, she finally knew he was close. With just a few more thrusts, Wendell buried her cock as deeply as he could inside her. She felt him swell, filling her even more as her cock jerked. She moaned softly as jets of hot cum splashed against her walls, his hips advancing with each pulse as he tried to push even deeper inside her.
Rosana felt every pulse of her cock as he filled her and hummed in satisfaction with the sensation. Finally, her hips jerked one last time and he collapsed against her back. He stayed like that for a minute, pressed against her back, breathing heavily as he recovered. Wrapping an arm around her, he rolled them to her side, pulling her back against her chest, his spent cock slipping out of her. Rosana spun in her arms and pushed him onto his back, snuggling into her chest.
Wendell kissed the top of Rosana's head and threw the covers over her sweaty bodies, cooling quickly. "Yeah, I'm definitely going to have to kidnap soon." Wendell muttered happily after a moment's pause.
It took his brain a second to realize what he was talking about. Rosana laughed wearily against his chest as she remembered what he'd said earlier. "I think I could stay here for a while." Rosana muttered happily, snuggling against him and closing her eyes.
~xXx~