The following weeks were stressful and frustrating. Amidst the stress of Bruce’s physical therapy, he and Anna decided to start looking for a home for the pair of them. They had rented a small villa in the Italian countryside in the interim, since they both knew Paradise was the one thing reminding them both of not so great memories.
Anna surely did miss seeing Monique and Francesca, but she knew the two would be fine on their own. It had come to pass that their father had written Carolina out of his will and left everything to his daughters.
“Serves her right…” Wyatt had said, when he came to tell them, and check in. He had seemingly moved on and he and Bruce had worked to repair their relationship. He also understood why Bruce and Anna wanted to leave, they needed time, just the two of them.
“Don’t forget about me, and you’re always welcome here. Your suite is yours forever, no one else will be allowed in.”
Anna gave Wyatt a hug and Bruce shook his hand as they left.
As for their sex life, Bruce was struggling to gain his confidence back, not being able to fuck Anna from behind really took his confidence down a few notches. Anna was supportive and she took it upon herself to suck his cock whenever she could, and was sure to fuck him good and hard, to show him, she was still pleasured no matter what they did.
However, Bruce still found he would cum faster than he wished. Anna definitely needed to get creative so one night she dressed herself in a set of lingerie she thought he would like, and walked into their bedroom, a robe on her body as the sun began to set beyond the balcony of their villa.
“Bruce…” She said, before switching on some music to set the mood. “I want you to watch me… And then I want you to stroke yourself until you feel like cumming then stop…”
“Anna… What…” Before he could finish she dropped the robe and revealed her body dressed in a corset, black and red lace, with a thong, garters, and stockings held up by clips.
“Shh…” Anna said, from across the room. She started to sway to the music, before approaching him, and pulling him to the edge of the bed so he could sit and watch her.
She leaned down and kissed the head of his cock then took his hand and wrapped it around his shaft, helping him stroke himself.
“Start out nice and slow,” she whispers to him. She makes sure her body rubs against his as she stands up, the silken fabric against his hairy chest exciting them both.
Anna starts to gently sway her hips. She feels a little silly dancing in front of him at first. Then she reminds herself that this is to help him.
She turns around and grabs both of her ass cheeks, squeezing them then letting them drop. Bruce keeps the rhythm she set, admiring the red marks she left on her white flesh.
Still swaying, she unhooks her bra, making a show of it releasing, holding the loosened garment to her breasts then letting it fall, revealing her breasts to him.
Despite them spending months completely naked together, the revealing of her body never fails to excite him. She walks toward him and brushes her breasts against his face. The sensation of his rough beard against her nipples makes them harden almost instantly. He tries to take one of them in his mouth but she pulls away.
“Not yet, sir,” she whispers, pulling away from him. By this time his cock is fully hard in his hand. It takes an incredible amount of willpower for her to not jump on it. Over the months she has turned riding his cock into an art form, finding new pleasures for them both.
She turns and starts to loosen her corset as she whispers, “Stroke it faster for me.”
He obliges, a moan escaping his lips. Her corset joins the bra on the floor.
“Enjoying the show, sir?” she giggles.
“Uh… Huh…” He says, his breath a little heavier than before. Bruce has seen hundreds of strippers in in his lifetime, but none of them compare to Anna, her gorgeous form slowly being revealed to him as he sits, stroking his member, taking her in.
Anna turns and bends over, her ass now facing him, he sees a glimmer of something jeweled in her ass, “Anna…” He says with a gasp, his breath catching a bit.
Anna stands and walks to him, pulling his hand from his member, “Take deep breaths. You can last a long time for me, can’t you?” she whispers in his ear.
“I.. I’ll try…” he whispers before she kisses him and stands again. She pulls the thong from her body, before turning again and pulling her cheeks apart for him.
“I got you a little something…” She says with a giggle exposing the bright red, jeweled butt plug to him.
“Anna…” he moans.
She slides the thong to the floor, leaving her in just her stockings. She pushes him to one end of the bed, kissing him from his lips to his neck, his chest, his stomach. Wrapping her lips around his throbbing head and sucking it gently. Licking down his shaft to his balls. Gently sucking each one. Then taking his hand and putting it around his shaft again.
She heads to the other end of the bed and spreads, her legs overlapping his. She starts to gently rub herself.
“I want to watch you watching me, sir,” she says. “If you can last, I have a surprise for you.” She winks then moans, touching herself while holding his gaze with her own.
Bruce groaned as she spread her legs, he could see her pussy, wet and pink, and her ass, gleaming with a jeweled plug for him. This woman was the best thing that’s ever happened to him.
Anna bit her lip and stroked her lips with two fingers, holding herself open, before rubbing her clit gently, eliciting a moan of delight.
“Oh… Bruce… Do you like watching me touch myself for you? I’m so wet baby… I wish this was your cock…”
She pushes two fingers inside of her pussy and pumps slowly.
“Keep stroking baby… Imagine my pussy or my mouth running up and down your length…”
The sunlight streaming in from the sunset lit her body perfectly, she was his own private, personal erotic show of the feminine form.
“Anna… You’re so beautiful…” Bruce whispers, taking deep, slow breaths, he doesn’t want to cum yet. He has to hold out for her.
He keeps stroking, not taking his eyes off of her. He wants to cum. His balls are throbbing. He’s so close.
He lets out a frustrated roar as he takes his hand off his shaft. He grits his teeth and tries to focus on not cumming. His cock throbbing in front of him, begging for release. The slightest touch from her would send him over.
Anna bites her lip, watching his cock bob in front of her. Has she teased him enough? Is he teasing her more than she’s teasing him now? God, she could have him. He’s right there….
She moans and keeps pushing her two fingers inside herself, weighing her options.
Anna pulls her fingers from inside of her and crawled over to him, offering him her fingers to suck and clean.
“I know you want to cum. But I want you to last for me…” she whispered to him, kissing his lips gently before laying him down and crawling to place her hips over his face.
“Focus on me, sir. Don’t think about your cock. Focus on making me cum..”
Before her words have finished Bruce has wrapped his arms around her thighs and pushed his face into her. Moaning loudly as her scent and taste intoxicate his senses. His cock aches from being so hard for so long without release but now it doesn’t matter.
His rough beard reddens her thighs as his tongue delves deep inside of her. He tastes the sweetness deep inside her pussy then slides his tongue deep into her ass. He works back and forth between her holes at a pace that leaves Anna unable to do anything but stare at his erect member and focus all her willpower on not grabbing it.
She feels his thick thumb penetrate her ass as his mouth envelopes her clit, sucking her pearl harder and harder. His fingers enter her to press her pulsing g-spot. He stimulates her with a barrage of intense pleasures leaving her wanting to moan and scream but his voraciousness stealing her voice. Every time a sound rises in her throat he changes his rhythm, his technique just enough to steal it before any sound passes her lips.
She’d nearly forgotten how intense he could be when she teases him. Now as her hips grind onto his talented mouth she feels her orgasm rapidly approaching.
Anna gasps and giggles as his mouth continues to taste and tease her. “Oh… Bruce… FUCK!”
Her hips grind down on him and her thighs trembled, every single nerve ending in her womanhood firing, making her body steal her voice. She couldn’t do anything but feel.
She gasped and her fingers found her breasts, pinching and pulling her nipples. Her eyes looking down at his cock, twitching and throbbing. She wanted him so badly.
“FUCK!”
She barely had time to register what was happening, but she felt an intensity come over her body she wasn’t prepared for. Everything twitched and her pussy gushed onto his face, making her almost collapse onto him, but his arms around her thighs made her ride the waves of pleasure out.
When he finally released her, she quickly turned herself to kiss his lips, moaning and sucking her own juices from his beard and face. “Oh… Thank you sir… Thank you…”
Then she crawled to be between his thighs and pulled a small bottle of lube from the bedside table, she lathered his cock and then fingered her own asshole.
“I want your cum in my ass, Bruce….”
She positioned her body over him, and held his cock up, and then slowly, ever so slowly, torturously slow for him, lowered herself onto his cock. She gasped and met his eyes as his member stretched her perfectly.
“Fuck my ass, Bruce. Please…”
She had gotten used to riding him over the past few weeks but it was rare she rode him with her ass. Usually fucking her ass was something just for him. But tonight she wanted it. Needed it. She gasps and moans as she starts slowly moving up and down his shaft. Her hole so tight she can feel every inch of him throbbing inside of her. His swollen head beating a rhythm inside her most intimate opening. His thick shaft following time as she takes him in and out. In and out.
She doesn’t know how long he can last after so much teasing. With every stroke she silently hopes for just one more. God, she loves the way he fills her. For a moment she gets lost in pleasure and starts to rub her clit until she sees a pained look on his face. Too tight. He’d never say it but she could see it on his face. She puts put her hands on his chest and keeps riding slowly. Sensually.
“God I love how you feel in my ass,” she moans. “You’re the only man I ever want in my ass.”
He grins but doesn’t speak. He’s focusing on not cumming and she can tell.
“Sir, haven’t I earned your cum?” she says, her eyes pleading with him. “Please?”
Then she says the words she knows he can’t resist. Leaning forward to whisper them.
“Cum inside me, Bruce. Please cum inside me.”
Bruce grunts and grips her cheeks, and then begins pumping in and out of her quickly, deeply, making her gasp and scream. Her ass was meant to be taken, and Bruce certainly was.
Bruce couldn’t help it, he latched onto her nipple, biting and sucking, and as his orgasm erupted from his tip, pumping load after load inside her, he bit down, hard. Anna squealed and screamed in pain, but she didn’t care. Bruce needed this.
He kept pumping into her, and after what felt like several minutes, his orgasm subsided and he released her breast from his mouth, and Anna looked down at him, a smile on her face. Her nipple now red and the skin around it showing signs of a bruise.
“Well… Feel free to do that anytime you want…” She giggled, before rolling off of him and turning to spread her cheeks so he could see her gaping hole and his cum oozing out of her.
“You did that, Bruce. And I feel so good…”
She didn’t hesitate, she took his hand and helped him to the shower, where she sat him in his shower chair and sat on his lap.
“How do you feel after that? I could tell you were a little uncomfortable… I want you to know you can tell me anything, you won’t seem like less of a man because you need something to change.”
She kissed his lips and ran her fingers through his hair as the hot water hit their bodies.
“I feel like…” he started and stopped.
“Like what, Bruce?” she said, kissing him again.
“I feel like I’m not done yet,” he said, meeting her eyes, placing her hand on his cock, already hard again.
Anna giggles.
“I think maybe you should inspect it closer,” he winks, guiding her head down.
Anna get on her knees between his legs, and takes him in her mouth. Not teasing him this time, taking his full length between her lips, his head poking her throat. She slides him in and out as the water splashes down all around them. She can feel his last load leaking out if her and heading down the drain as she sets to work on the next one.
She wraps her hand around his shaft but he stops her.
“No hands,” he says.
Anna takes that as her cue to use her hands on herself as she continues to work her lips up and down his stiff member. She pulls and pinches her nipples before trailing one hand down between her thighs, massaging her clit.
She moans around him causing him to moan louder. She tries to look up into his eyes but the steam of the shower stings her own. Should she get on top of him? Does he just want her mouth? How is he hard again this fast after just taking her ass?
She tries block the questions out. His legs start to shake. His second orgasms always comes quicker. She prepares to have her mouth flooded.
She doesn’t have to wait long. His body joins his legs in shaking. He grips the metal bar installed in the shower.
“Anna..” he manages to cry out before his head explodes down the back of her throat. She grins around his cock as he pumps cum into her.
When she has swallowed the last drop and sucked him absolutely clean, she stands and smiles.
“Alright, now how do you feel?” she giggles.
He pulls her in for a kiss, pushing her wet hair out of her face, then whispering, “I feel like that’s two holes down, one left to fill.”
He kisses her again.
“And I left my favorite one for last.”
Anna smiles and kisses his cheek before grabbing the soap and washcloth.
“Well then. I think we should make fucking your favorite hole happen in bed now, don’t you think?” She smiles and she begins to wash him. Over his recovery period, they’ve been forced to shower together so Bruce had help. He could probably do his washing himself, but Anna enjoys the intimacy, with or without sex.
As they towel off and Anna helps Bruce into bed, she walks out of the room to grab them both a glass of water. When she returns, she finds Bruce, out of bed, looking through his drawers with several silk ropes in his hands.
“Bruce, what are you doing out of bed?” She asks with a smile.
“Well, Anna, I think you deserve a little reward don’t you?” Bruce winks at her, adjusting his weight from his weaker leg.
Anna places the glasses of water on the bedside table and sits on the bed. Watching him.
His months of recovery have been stressful and painful for him, and now, seeing him on his own two feet walking, albeit limping without his cane, around the room, it brings a smile to her face, and a tear to her eye.
“I’m so proud of you, Bruce. You’ve worked so hard to be able to stand and move around on your own, and now look at you.”
Bruce smiles as he turns to face her. “And I have the best home nurse to thank.”
He approaches the bed and kisses her lips deeply, his tongue trailing behind his kisses.
“Now let me fucking thank my nurse for all she’s done for me…” His voice low and gruff making her shiver in delight.
“Y… Yes sir…”
He begins to tie her left wrist to the bedpost. Continuing to kiss her. Not lending an eye to his work. He has tied these knots enough times that it has become reflex.
Then her right. Kissing her lips. Her neck. Her shoulders.
“Shall we do the legs, Ms. Aubergine?” he whispers with a wink.
“Yes, si…” she begins to reply before she is cut off.
Her phone is ringing. The two of them so seldom receive calls that the sound is foreign in the house.
Bruce ignores the ring but Anna recognizes the ring tone she has for her mother.
“Bruce…” she starts.
“She’ll call back,” he says, kissing his way down her leg.
The ringing stops. Then starts again.
“Bruce, I need to answer that…” she pleads.
He finishes tying her leg then grabs the other.
“Do you?” he says, continuing his work.
“Bruce, untie me so I can answer,” she says firmly.
He stops. He grabs his cane and walks into the other room and picks up her phone.
“Oh, hello, Dolores!” he says loudly, answering the call. “Oh we’re just fine. Yes, yes, therapy is going well. Let me see if I can tear Anna away from what she’s doing.”
He walks back into the bedroom. “Oh there you are! It’s your mother. Yeah she’s right here, Dolores. Nice to talk to you too. Here’s Anna.”
He quickly turns the phone on speaker and places it on her chest, winking again.
“H-hi, mom,” she stutters, wondering what he is up to.
Anna struggles against her restraints as Bruce answers her phone. What the hell is he doing. As he comes back into the room and places the phone on her chest, Anna’s eyes widen. She knows exactly what he is thinking.
“Anna, honey! I just wanted to call and check in and see if we could come visit.”
Anna opens her mouth to speak and has to close her mouth to hold back a moan as Bruce has begun to touch and finger her pussy, just the way she likes.
“Uh.. yeah, I think you can manage to visit. We’ve got room at our little temporary home.”
Anna’s mom calls her father, Tom, over to the phone.
“Sweetheart, we are so excited, and can’t wait to meet Bruce. It’s about time you met someone who treats you like a princess.”
Bruce has now leaned forward and began to flutter his tongue over her pussy, making Anna have to fight to keep her composure.
“Oh. Yes, dad he makes me very happy, even though he can bug me sometimes.”
Anna glares down at him, but her body is telling him the truth, this is really fun and intense.
“Oh, mom, dad, don’t worry about paying for the flight, we’ll take care of everything.”
“Anna you don’t have to do that, we’ve been saving for months.”
Bruce pulls his mouth away from her womanhood and speaks now, his fingers still on her pussy, dancing and teasing.
“We insist. I’d rather you spend what you’ve saved on yourselves. I’ll have my private plane bring you.”
Tom and Delores are speechless.
“Mom, dad, he won’t take no for an answer… We just want to take care of…” She bites her lip, Bruce has plunged two fingers inside of her, deep.
“We just want to take care of you.” Anna finally answers.
Anna’s mind continues going back and worth. Trying to ignore the physical pleasures but knowing she wants them. She wants to be angry but she can’t.
“Well, you two could always come back here,” Dolores’ voice comes from the phone.
Anna barely hears her as she watches Bruce stroke himself rigid again and place his head against her wet lips.
“No,” she mouths at him but the sternness of her words are undercut by her giggling.
“Mom, I just don’t know if Bruce is ready for the world of…” she pauses and looks at him, smirking.
He pauses. He’s remembered her new safe word. She may have found a way to stop his little game.
“Cleveland,” Anna finishes her sentence and winks at him. She just wanted to show him that despite her being tied up he didn’t necessarily have all the power in this situation.
Her mother keeps talking but she doesn’t hear as Bruce pushes inside of her with long, slow strokes.
“Uh huh, yeah, yessss,” she moans, realizing too late she may have let too much out on her last response.
“Are you sure everything is okay, Anna?” Dolores is now suspicious.
“Yes, mom,” she fights through her splendor. “There’s some pests around here and I think a big one got inside.” She punctuates her statement by sticking her tongue out at Bruce.
He chuckles and responds by pressing his thumb to her clit as he continues to fuck her.
Anna takes slow, deep, quiet breaths, this conversation is almost over. It has to be. She just wants to be fucked silly.
“Mom, I got it. It’s okay. Sorry about….” She swallows and bites her lip, “sorry about that.”
“Honey, I can call you later if you want.”
Bruce takes the phone from her chest, “No need, Delores. We aren’t doing anything…” He winks and continues thrusting.
He reaches up and unties her right hand. He guides her hand down and starts rubbing her clit with her own fingers.
“Would it be better if we did one of those video calls?” Tom suddenly yells.
Anna’s eyes go wide. “Uh, no dad… I…” she fumbles for an excuse. “I just got ready for bed.”
Whew.
“Bed? It’s just after lunchtime!” Tom shouts again.
“Uh the time difference, dad,” she says then bites her lip.
Bruce chuckles at the situation. He starts thrusting harder. Faster. The phone jumping on her chest with each stroke.
“Is something going on? What’s that noise?” Dolores asks.
Anna takes a deep breath to quell the moan she wants to release. He knows just how she likes to be fucked. She can feel her peak growing.
“Must just be a bad connection. International calling and whatnot,” she manages to say.
“Honey, I’ll just call back. We can’t hear you over that noise,” Dolores says. The call ends.
“Asshole,” Anna smirks at Bruce.
“I believe I already did that hole, my dear,” he smirks back.
“Uh huh, now can you finish doing this one before they call back, please?” she says, squeezing his cock tightly inside of her.
Bruce grins and leans forward, his lips centimeters from hers.
“You don’t tell me what to do… Miss Aubergine…”
Anna bites her lip and smiles at him.
“I… Can do whatever I want…”
Bruce grips her throat and slowly pulls out of her pussy, then rams back into her roughly.
Anna’s phone rings again. Her mom is calling again.
“Fuck… Bruce… She won’t stop calling.”
“Call her back later… I’m busy…” Bruce growls in her ear before kissing her deeply and beginning to fuck her fast and deep.
“Oh… Fuck… Bruce…. Harder baby… Fuck me harder…”
Their moans and kisses fill the air, their bodies fitting together perfectly.
Bruce starts to feel the pain in his leg as his adrenaline turns to simply desire. He doesn’t stop. He doesn’t care. He uses the pain to fuck his lover more aggressively than he has in months.
He unties her other hand and her feet but he doesn’t stop. After releasing her bonds, he pulls her body to his, pressing their skin together, her hardened nipples getting lost in the hair of his chest that he stopped grooming at her request.
He keeps thrusting. Harder. Deeper.
Speaking between thrusts. “I’m busy reminding you this pussy belongs to me.
Thrust.
“This body belongs to me.”
Thrust. All in. His balls pulsing against her swollen lips. He looks her in the eyes. Holding her gaze. Then growling, “This slut belongs to me.”
Hearing the words out of his mouth is almost too much. Anna hasn’t minded taking care of him but she realizes now how much she has missed this. His power. His passion. His willingness to take her body over completely.
“It’s all yours, sir,” she says, her pussy squeezing and releasing around his thick shaft with increasing speed. She pulls his face to hers and whispers, “Please cum inside my pussy. Please. I need it. I need all of me claimed by you. Sir, please.”
Anna screams as Bruce picks up his speed again, his body tensing and glistening with sweat. He was so sexy when he took his desire from her.
“Fuck me, Sir… Cum inside me… Claim me as yours again…” Anna knows how her dirty talk affects him, so she turns it up, acting like she did the first time he claimed her. Her screams echoed across the room, her nails dug into his flesh, her mouth bit down on his shoulders and his neck.
“CUM IN ME, SIR!”
That pushed him over the edge, her pleads for her pussy to be filled. Bruce grunted and began to shoot rope after rope of his seed deep inside her. He let out a gasp of relief as he dropped Anna to the bed and fell on top of her, panting.
“You’re incredible, Anna… I love you…”
Anna rolled and stroked his hair, kissing his lips softly.
“I love you too, Bruce. I missed this passion I knew you had all along…”
Bruce chuckled and kissed her again, “All I needed was the sexiest nurse on the planet to pull it out of me…”
Anna giggled and the two kissed, over and over again, their tongues dancing together. They were making out like they were in high school again.
Anna had rolled herself on top of Bruce when her phone rang again, her mother was persistent.
She groaned and looked down at Bruce who smacked her ass, “Better answer this time, don’t want her to think I kidnapped you or anything.”
Anna giggled and rolled off the bed, answering her phone and smiling at the love of her life.
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