From Easy Street To A Hard Road Ch 13

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If you have not read the previous portions of the "Easy Street" and "From Easy Street to a Hard Road series, you may wish to do so. For the readers who have been asking...I apologize for the lengthy divide between story segments...been busy. Thanks for all of the positive comments; I'll try to keep 'em "cumming".

I awoke lying next to my beautiful, sexy wife. I stared up at the ceiling for a few minutes as she slept, reflecting on the adventures we had shared over the last month. I had gone the entire time without an orgasm, locked within my chastity tube. As flashes of the wild sex we'd had passed through my thoughts, my recently freed cock swelled to its full tumescence.

Last night I had finally been allowed to cum. Donna had told me that I got to be free throughout the weekend, but that I would be locked up again on Monday. That was fine with me. I know most people would not understand, but extended denial is the ultimate tease, which leads to an incredible extended sexual high. As long as I knew that I'd eventually be allowed to orgasm, I had no problem handing over my manhood to Donna. And she certainly made sure that I didn't regret it.

That said I intended to take the fullest advantage of my temporary freedom, and of Donna's statement that I could have as much sex as I wanted with whoever I wanted it with. And I couldn't help but notice Donna's perfectly shaped ass beckoning me to enjoy it. I ran my fingers across her body, caressing her lightly until she awoke. She smiled up at me with a knowing, coquettish expression on her beautiful face.

I leaned down and kissed her tenderly. Then I circled her breasts with the fingertips of one hand, and then traced them slowly up to her shoulder. Suddenly, without giving her any warning I pushed her over onto her stomach. Quickly I leapt up and placed myself between her legs. Grabbing her hips, I forcefully pulled them back towards me while at the same time driving my swollen cock forward. I drove myself into her lush pussy to the hilt in one mercilessly violent motion.

"EEEEUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH AAAAAAGGGGHHHHH!!!" She cried out in shock. She was used to me being tender and gentle with her, but I had been driven to frenzy for a month, I just wanted to fuck. And she had given me carte blanche to do so. I had less than forty-eight hours of freedom left now, and I intended take full advantage of it.

I held onto Donna's hips in almost a death grip while ramming myself into her repeatedly. I groaned in ecstasy; she felt so damned good after so long without intercourse. I continued for a couple of minutes like this, and then the focus returned to my vision, the sexual rage abated slightly. I looked down at her beautiful ass below me and caught a glimpse of my rock hard cock melding with her puffy vaginal lips.

I was giddy with excitement. I slowed my pace and watched in awe as my shaft slid slowly in and out of her velvety pussy. I couldn't help but stare. Do you remember the first time you made love and actually took the time to watch your bodies meld? The fascination as that fleshy, rock hard phallus became one with the puffy, soft lips of her sex? The way you watched those tender petals fold within themselves when the shaft pressed into her body, gliding easily because of her hot fluids that glistened on both of you? And then when the shaft pulled back out they went with it, grasping at the shaft as if not wanting to let it go, only to fold back in again on the next thrust?

After being denied for an entire month, I felt almost like a virgin, and experienced the awe struck excitement as if I were seeing this, feeling this, for the very first time all over again. I think I even giggled a little, wondering if it would feel like this each time I was released after a lengthy imprisonment. Wow!

I was brought back to earth by Donna wriggling her butt against my midsection, and then she let out a whiny, "ungh?" She pressed herself against me, pushing upwards as she did so, trying to get more friction against her g-spot. I quickly regained my composure and remembered my original intent.

Without disengaging from her body, I stood behind her, leaving Donna in the "doggie style" position. She knew what was coming and I could feel her bracing herself, muttering, "Oh, f-u-u-u-c-k..." This was one of my favorite "tricks" when making love to her, one that she couldn't take all of the time. Standing behind her but in a crouch, my manhood positioned above her sex, not just behind it, each time I thrust into her my hard cock pressed down hard onto her g-spot, grinding into it along my entire length, not just drifting across it lightly as it would in the normal doggie position. It occurred to me that if one of her recent, more endowed lovers had known about this method they would have driven her absolutely insane.

I slammed myself down and forward into her, then began pivoting my hips forward and back over and over again, hard. Before my third thrust into her hot pussy she was laying down on her pillow, grasping it desperately in her fists and quite literally screaming as her orgasm shot through her entire body. Soon she was shaking her head from side to side, "EEEEEEEEAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" Being able to do this to her is one of the things that kept me from believing I would lose her for that month that she was getting fucked silly by everyone but me.

"NO! NO! NONONONONONONO!!! STOP!!! I CAAAAAN'T!!" I knew better. I continued to slam down into her, swiveling my hips and ramming piston-like over and over. I don't believe her orgasm ever stopped, but she seemed to regain some control, which I knew she would. "YEEESSSSSS....FUCK MEEEEE!!!!" The wave was reaching its crest again. Experience told me that these waves of orgasms would continue to course through her for as long as I could last. Usually I would try to maintain some control so that I would last longer for her sake. But this time I was animalistic in my response to her. The heat emanating from her body, her vaginal muscles clamping down on me over and over again, and most of all her screams of ecstasy drove my passion to the point that I saw red...I completely lost it. I was pounding her so hard that she was driven forward into the headboard, using the pillow to cushion her head against it as I thrust harder and harder.

My passion caused her orgasms to intensify, her screams to become even louder, which only caused me to drive harder into her. Our bodies were covered in sweat and I had to hold tightly onto her to maintain my position. I was so intent, so impassioned that I was actually caught by surprise when my own orgasm began. I could feel the hot fluid of my cum swelling upwards through my manhood, my balls tightening. Instincts made me want to drive hard into my lover and stay there as I came. I had enough where with all to realize that if I fell down upon her I'd drive her too hard into the headboard and could hurt her. I didn't even think about what I did next.

I pulled Donna firmly onto my cock, holding her tightly by her hips, then, the orgasm beginning to rage through me, I stood straight up in response. Donna, still experiencing her own orgasm, suddenly found herself hanging in the air on the end of my manhood, her arms pin wheeling momentarily in surprise, looking for support. I looked heavenward while hot cum shot through my cock and the orgasm reached every part of my body as if I were being electrocuted. I shouted out in release, "AAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHHHHUUUGGGGHHH!!"

It seemed to go on forever. I could feel my cum pulsing and jetting into my lovely wife. Every muscle of my body was tensed and hard. I continued to hold her tightly against my throbbing cock. She finally found something to hold onto, my ankles, and used the leverage to grind her pussy against me, sending me into yet another orgasm, surprising the hell out of me. She came again when I did and we both cried out.

Finally I began to return to the real world. Donna sensed it and held her arms out in front of her. I just let her go and she crumpled to the bed, curling up in a fetal position. When she had caught her breath, she sighed and looked up at me, "You know what this means don't you?" Still breathing hard I lay down next to her, cuddling her body to mine. "What?"

She held onto me, "If this is what I get after teasing and tormenting you, then you'd better get used to it!"

I laughed and whispered in her ear, telling her that would be fine with me. I had enjoyed every minute of the tease, and I was definitely enjoying my rewards.

Donna reached down to grasp my manhood and laughed with surprise to discover that it was still hard and ready, "Holy crap! Still?!"

I rolled her over into the missionary position and placed the head of my cock against the entrance to her sex, "Yes, ma'am." I pressed myself into her, and then rocked back until I was sitting and she was sitting astride of me. We kissed and caressed each other as we made slow, gentle love to each other. We talked quietly about our experiences and our love for over half an hour while we gyrated against each other tenderly. A couple of times she had to stop talking as an orgasm coursed slowly through her. Finally I held her to me tightly and bit gently on her shoulder as I came again.

Afterwards we returned to cuddling each other and drifted off to sleep for a couple more hours. I am the luckiest guy in the world!

A couple of hours I awoke again to find that Donna was missing from our bed. I could smell the aroma of bacon frying coming up from the kitchen. Without bothering to dress I went downstairs to find my lovely bride fixing us breakfast, wearing a light silk robe. I walked up behind her and caressed her arms while pressing my manhood against her sweet ass. She smiled and leaned back to kiss me.

As we ate our breakfast she told me that she made a couple of calls when she got up. We were going to have some company this afternoon starting at about two, and we'd have a cook out this evening. She told me she invited Terry to do the grilling so that I could focus on "entertaining" our guests. She laughed as she said that Terry had tried to beg off because he was nervous about what retribution I might have in store for him, but she convinced him that turnabout was fair play.

I smiled back at her and she laughed when she looked into my eyes and saw that the wheels were turning. I'd had an entire month to think of things to "do" to the people that had tormented me. I was looking forward to this!