A Randy Retirement Pt. 05: Halley Ch. 03

"What's that for?" she asked him impishly and he just shook his head at her.

They entered the room with the queen-sized bed next door and he playfully smacked her ass as he told her, "To make sure I don't cum in your ass too soon."

"Mmmmm," she purred.

He brought her back to the side of the bed and wrapped his arms around her to cup her ass cheeks and pull them apart and press them together. "Are you ready for this?"

She smiled a wry smile at him and answered truthfully, "No, but I want to do it anyway."

"How 'bout I let you lead? Like the first time we fucked?"

She chuckled slightly, "If I remember correctly, you ended up taking that over and pounding me."

He did not reply; but ran a forefinger down to rub her asshole and kissed her briefly before turning her around. He positioned her face down and ass up on the edge of the bed and widened her knees, causing her pretty little pussy to split open. He wiped his hand up across it and focused on the tight little starfish of her asshole sitting right above.

Randy placed his hand on her ass and rubbed his thumb on her puckered hole and then used the bottle of lube liberally on it, before placing his cock at the top of her crack and along her lower back.

He asked her, "You ready for this in your ass?"

"Yeah," came a breathy, drawn out reply that was filled with apprehension.

He immediately pushed his wide cockhead against her anus, and Halley responded by tensing up, so he backed off once and as she relaxed, pushed it home and she released a pained cry into the sheets of the bed.

He stopped his advance and told her, "Now, you work it in there," and she began to rock her ass back onto him, taking in his cock slowly and inch by inch each time.

Randy thought back to the first time he had fucked Halley and had watched her tight little asshole while she was working her pussy onto him and smiled as he felt his dick twitch.

As she began to take the last few inches, Halley's voice became loud. A human soundtrack mix of "Ooooo!" and "Fuucckkk!" and "Ohhh!" began to fill the room and echo down the hall and Randy was sure anyone standing outside the house would have heard her.

It was the loudest she had ever been when they were together and it was a good thing the house was isolated by over a half mile.

Once she had acclimated herself somewhat to the size of the cock in her ass, she began to really drive her hips back into him. Randy let her lead for several minutes and then reached out to grab her ponytail around the band in it and pull back on her head until her lower back arched. And still Halley pounded his cock inside her.

He looked again to the mirror above the headboard and took in her face, seeing what could best be termed a pained smile. Immediately he worried that she was not enjoying herself and that taking his ten inches in her ass wasn't good for her. He let go of her ponytail and put both hands on her hips and took over their rhythm, slowing the stroke and its forcefulness. He loved fucking her rough and he wanted her ass in the worst way, but he cared for her more and did not want her to have a bad experience.

For her part, Halley expected him to start pounding her ass, like he had when he first fucked her months ago. She wanted him too, she needed him too. When it became apparent to her that he wasn't going to, she demanded of him a forceful way, "Dammit, fuck my ass harder!"

Randy was surprised and briefly stopped, and she turned her head to him, "I said harder, not stop!" and he was shocked for a moment and then complied. He used her hips to slowly ramp up his cock's entry into her no longer virgin ass. But it wasn't enough for Halley. She reached back and removed his hands from her hips and then came to all fours and began to establish her own, forceful tempo.

She would slam herself back onto Randy's cock for three strokes and then morph into two slow, tantalizingly long strokes before switching again back to the three powerful stokes. She did this over and over for minutes on end. She let out an "Ughh" on each of the three hard strokes and would tremble and coo a gratifying "Mmmmm" on each of the softer ones as she savored the feel of his dick inside her.

She was building her orgasm as she went and the trembling in her limbs was slowly increasing. When her shaking became so prevalent that she could no longer hold herself up, he took back control and she collapsed and buried her face into the bed, screaming in euphoria and beating her fists into the bed as she came.

Exhausted, she fell flat to the bed with half her legs hanging off and he sat down on the edge and leaned back with his arms for support behind him and waited for the verdict. After several moments of respite, she rolled over and smiled at him and then jumped up into his lap and tongued him deeply, ending with a bite and pull on his lower lip.

Her first words were, "You didn't cum, can we do it again?"

"You liked it?"

"Oh yes," she nodded her head and practically beamed. "Couldn't you tell?"

Randy glanced at the mirror over her shoulder and confessed, "Well, I saw a look on your face that confused me. It didn't seem to be a look of enjoyment."

"That's why you slowed me down?"

"Yep."

Halley cocked her head once, "I don't know. I didn't realize it. I was too focused on the feelings in my ass," and she gave him the happiest look on her face that he'd ever seen from her, one that touched her eyes and her high cheekbones. "Can we do it again? Please?"

Without a word he flipped her to the middle of the bed on all fours and slid his cock into her pussy and steadily spread her open. He loved how her asshole was now gaped open slightly open as opposed to the starfish from earlier and it beckoned him with a siren's song.

He was mesmerized and almost lost it when she commanded him, "I want it in my ass again." He took his cock by the base in his right hand and forcefully drew it across her clit, along her wet pussy, to her ass and entered her in one motion. Her slightly gaped asshole opened with a slight resistance before it relented, and he sunk himself balls deep inside her and heard an impassioned groan.

Halley began to bang back into him and he let her, taking up the ponytail again and arching her back with his other hand on her shoulder. There were no slow strokes this time, it was simply a wild free-for-all and the bed started to move as their heat rose and his balls slapped into her pussy.

She began to tell him with a strained voice, "Right there! Right there! Don't stop, please don't stop!"

Being able to hold out no longer, Randy released her hair and buried he cock as deep as he could, releasing a warrior's cry as he began to shoot off into her ass. Feeling his hot sperm inside her triggered Halley's climax and she stayed arched for a moment before straightening more and pressing herself back into him. She brought both hands behind her to press his hips further into her as her body heaved on its impalement. She felt it each time his cum shot into her and his dick spasmed continuously while he wrapped his arms tightly across her chest.

They both fell sideways to the bed and his cock withdrew from her ass. Halley was lost in contentment while Randy lay catching his breath as he watched his cum slowly leak out of her and move like a lava flow down her ass cheek to the bed.

*

After they had cleaned up and dressed, they went down to the dining room and Randy handed her a small cardboard box.

"My prize?" she asked as she opened it to find a platinum pendant and necklace. It was heart-shaped and had the words 'Do Me Doggie Style' laser cut into it. "Well, that's appropriate," and she smiled up at him.

"Don't lose it, that's about $600 and custom made. You should have seen the look on the salesman's face when I told him what I wanted on it," and they both laughed.

"I guess you'll be wanting this back too," and he held up the pink Lush vibrator by its tail.

"Oh yes, I have plans for this," and she took it and cradled it in both hands along with the pendant. She placed them on the table and grimaced as she took a seat.

"Sore?" he asked her.

"Yep, got a feeling I'm gonna be sore for a few days, but it's the good kind of sore. Like a workout sore," and she paused for a second and continued, "I've got a question."

"Okay, shoot," and he sat in the chair at corner opposite her.

"Remember the tell any lie, pretend any sentiment thing you said about guys wanting to fuck me back when you caught me and Brandon in the spring?" she asked.

He nodded yes and she went on, "What did you mean by that?"

Randy cocked his mouth sideways and shrugged, "Pretty much exactly what I said. Ninety percent of the males out there from 15 to 50, and sometimes older, will do whatever it is they deem necessary to achieve their ultimate goal, and that is fucking you. They will lie, they will pretend, they will go along with stuff that they think is bullshit, assume any political or social stance, whatever it takes to bed you. I remember when I used to go down to the bars in college. I didn't drink, but I liked to watch people and I would sit and sip a soda and watch a guy attempt to buy a girl beer after beer until she was drunk enough he could take her home and she'd fuck him. The kicker was watching girls who had caught on and were trying to judge how many free beers they could get out of a guy before they had to dump them and slip out."

They both laughed and he continued, "The key Halley is control. When you go off to college, keep control of yourself, keep control of your drink, keep control of your life. There are some worthwhile guys out there, cull the bad ones and find the worthwhile ones."

She nodded with a slight smile, "Okay. We'll save the lesson on how to tell if they are worthwhile for later. Is that what you've done with me? Tell any lie, pretend any sentiment, just to fuck me?"

Even though the question did not surprise him, he paused.

"I didn't lie and I didn't pretend. I told you straight out from the get-go what this was about. Now, do I enjoy it? Hell yes. Do I want to continue it? Hell yes. Did I manipulate you? Hell yes. Is that a problem?"

She just smiled at him, "No problem at all. I'm loving it. I just wanted to see how you would answer the question. But I have a more pressing and much more important question, when can I see you again?"

Randy shrugged, "I don't know. We gotta be discreet. It's ain't something we can do every day or every week even. Folks' minds will start to wonder if we suddenly start spending a bunch of time together ya know?"

"I know, but it's hard being discreet and I feel there is so much more to learn and well, I like how you make me feel," and she gave him the puppy dog look.

"Now you know that little girl stuff don't work with me. Think of it this way, the time between visits will heighten the sexual tension when we do find the opportunity to get together."

"No shit Sherlock. But I don't know if I can go a month without your cock in me," and she took his hand in hers.

"Text me the last week of the month and we'll figure something out," and they left it there until then.