AMOST - Ilona & Harper

I feel drained; violating two girls and cumming twice expends a lot of fluids. So I have Ilona get up and allow her to collapse onto the bed; once I've gotten up Ilona crawls up to the bed and does the same. I mentally command them to stay where they are, but they are so exhausted I doubt they would be able to move even if they could. There's a kitchen (a real one) nearby and I fetch a cool refreshing drink of water. There's a case of beer in the fridge, some local beer called "Golden Glow". I pop the cap of a long-necked bottle and take a swig; not bad. I bring it back to the set with me.

I move a chair to face the bed. The girls are where I left them, of course. I return speech to them and start issuing some further mental commands. As they begin to stir and rearrange themselves on the bed their involuntary groans make them realize they can speak once more.

"Uuurghh... oh god, my ass! It fucking hurts, you fucking asshole"

"Please, no more, just let us go, you've done enough already haven't you?"

"What... what are we doing now? Oh jesus, Ilona, I'm sorry, I.. just..."

"Harper? No, get off me, I don't wa-mmmff!"

Ilona has moved to lie on her back; her sudden silence is not due to my commands but more because Harper has sat on her face. I've decided Harper's abused pussy is going to get some kinder treatment from Ilona than it got from me. One more order to each of them and Ilona is licking and teasing Harper's pussy like a pro, while Harper has put her head between Ilona's spread legs and is returning the favor. Harper is too numb from her recent experiences to care, but for Ilona this is both revolting and humiliating; just as well we can't see her face right now. I watch the two girls get to know each other, drinking my beer and recuperating.

When the beer is finished I feel up to joining the (un)happy couple. I get up, stand in front of Harper's head and pull it up by her hair until it is level with my semi-erect dick. Harper's mouth opens reflexively and I take it as an invitation to fill it with my dick. There's not much finesse required here; I hold her head by the hair while I use her mouth to get me properly hard. Once this is achieved Harper sits up (further grinding her pussy onto Ilona's face, which elicits a muffled squeal from the brunette). Ilona's smooth shaven pussy is wet from her own juices and from Harper's saliva, but even then she's small enough that it's a squeeze to fit the head of my dick inside her. Ilona feels the intrusion, and is vocally opposed to it, but nothing coherent escapes Harper's thighs as I push into Ilona's tight pussy. I take hold of her hips, which gives me enough leverage to bury some two thirds of my dick inside her; then it's simply a matter of sawing in and out, getting a fraction deeper with each downstroke. Soon I have settled into a rhythm, and I am enjoying fucking this brunette swimwear model and D-list actress so much that I don't notice when I finally bottom out and my balls slap against Ilona's ass. Ilona meanwhile is also getting into a rhythm, squealing and moaning in time to my thrusts. If Harper wasn't so upset by watching me fuck Ilona while smarting from her own violations, she would probably enjoy the sensations Ilona is giving her pussy. I decide to try and break the pattern a little, and move one hand to grope Ilona's breasts. As I take one nipple between my finger and pull Ilona gives an extra "Aaughmmfah!" to let me know she felt that. Pulling the other nipple has a similar effect, as does slapping the flesh of her breasts.

You know that feeling, when you've been fucking two hot girls for a few hours and your dick has become quite desensitized, so even though the pussy you are currently inside is hot and wet and tight it doesn't feel like *quite* enough? I'm sure you do. In which case you will understand why, after ten or so minutes of pounding Ilona's pussy, I dismount and order the girls to swap around. Harper lies down and watches silently as Ilona's pussy descends towards her face (I didn't silence Harper, she's just given up saying anything). I don't fuck Harper's pussy though; instead Ilona bends her head between Harper's legs and resumes eating out the blonde teen, while I position myself behind Ilona. Her maid dress is now a tattered skirt and white stockings, and Harper's eyes watch from underneath Ilona as my dick appears in her field of vision. It's not heading for her though; instead I take hold of Ilona's ass and pull her cheeks apart to open her asshole as much as possible.

I order Ilona to lift her head up from Harper's pussy. Sadly I cannot see her face but I can at least hear her voice. Harper may have given up trying to talk to me but Ilona still manages to plead for leniency, which turns into desperate begging when she feels the head of my dick against her asshole and realizes I'm not going to be satisfied with just her pussy.

"Uugh, noooo, please don't put it in me again. It hurts so much. What the fuck is wrong with you, you aren't going to get - heyhey wait, no. No! Not there, I can't take it there that'snotpleasepleaseIcantAAAH! Takeitouttakeitout it can't go in thereAaH! Ah! Fuuu-Ah!fuu-fuck! Ah!"

Ilona's asshole is easily the smallest hole I've penetrated today. But penetrate I do, as I grip her ass tightly and put my whole weight into pushing the tip of my dick against Ilona's last virgin hole. A quarter of an inch, then half, then just as I think my penis is going to snap in two I get it past her anal ring and am properly inside her ass. Once past the muscle ring at the entrance the resistance is much less, but I'm still bearing down with full force so a couple of inches of shaft plunge immediately into the quivering girl. Ilona gives a shrill cry so loud it reverberates around the warehouse; I immediately react by shutting down her vocal cords and Ilona falls silent apart from rapid breathing. Harper also gives a cry of shock as she watches Ilona's ass being penetrated inches from her face, but then falls silent again of her own accord.

I look down and see Ilona Bialik as I had wanted to see her ever since I first saw her in that French maid outfit - on her hands and knees in front of me, skirt around her waist, with my dick firmly embedded in her tanned petite ass. With this the evening finally feels complete.

Which does not mean that I am going to stop, oh no. I have a good few inches of dick that would love to make the acquaintance of Ilonas asshole. I don't know how much I can fit inside such a small ass, but I resolve to find out. I need better control though: at my command Harper's hands reach up and replace mine on Ilona's ass, holding her open for me. This frees me to take hold of Ilona's hips (I can almost encircle her waist with my hands) and keep her steady while I begin rocking gently back and forth, moving my dick a half inch back and forth inside Ilona's ass. It is tough going - her bowels grip my shaft like a python squeezing it's prey. But I slowly increase my movements and inch by throbbing inch my penis delves deeper. I am at my last inch when it feels like I can't get further, at least not without causing lasting damage to Ilona's rectum. I refuse to be beaten however; Ilona Bialik's ass is my Everest, my Kilimanjaro, and I am going to reach the peak.

(Roll your eyes all you like, I so rarely face challenges in my life that I feel I can wax poetic whenever one does come up. Besides, I've fucked more tight female asses than Edmund Hillary ever climbed mountains; we are both experts in our respective fields.)

I know from experience that a shock of some kind will loosen a girl's ass, so I look around the set for inspiration. Ah, yes, perfect.

Harper lets go of Ilona's ass and wiggles her upper body out from under the brunette sufficiently to reach the bedside table. Returning to her previous position, Harper waits until I am ready.

There isn't much room to swing, but nonetheless Harper manages to whack the bristle side of the hairbrush against Ilona's pussy with considerable force. Ilona can't scream this time, but the pain and shock of dozens of plastic bristles hitting her sensitive pussy radiates from her mind like a thunderclap. Her whole body spasms, which is my cue to push down with my body and pull her hips up to meet me. At last the final inch of my dick slides into Ilona's petite ass. Her body continues to jolt, and I moan in sheer animal pleasure as I feel her ass ripple against my shaft. I had intended to fuck Ilona's ass as I had Harper's, but she's just too tight and her ass is trying so hard to milk my dick that it brings me over the edge and I cum for the third time tonight, this time deep inside Ilona's thoroughly violated ass. I lose awareness of anything around me with the strength of the orgasm; the next thing I remember clearly is my rapidly shrinking dick slipping out of Ilona's asshole as I sit heavily on the bed. A couple drops of cum leak out from Ilona and drop onto Harper's face, much to her disgust.

Time to clean up. With the assistance of the girls I pack the tattered remains of their set clothes in a trashbag, which I will take with me and dump somewhere distant. We then raid the fridge for the beer bottles; the girls methodically down five each and the rest are poured down the sink, then the empty bottles are spread liberally around the dressing room and bedroom set. The girls then crawl into the bed on the bedroom set, and fall into a deep sleep. A little tinkering into their sleeping minds and all memory of their ordeal is expunged. Ilona and Harper will awake in a few hours, find themselves in bed together, naked and aching and hungover with empty beer bottles all around. Their imaginations will fill in the blanks - it used to amaze me how good the human mind is at putting clues together and coming up with completely the wrong conclusions.

It's first light when I leave the warehouse, there's no-one around, no traffic, nothing. I get in my car and head back to civilization, where a hot shower and a warm hotel bed await me. With or without a hot girl in a maid outfit.

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