Worse than Jail

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Workout with Lara - Part 2

Firstly I just want to apologise for being so slow in getting this done. I've been busy with work aswell as other things and suffered a lack of motivation. But I'll really try and hurry up my next story for you!

This story is contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. This is in no way connected with the subject. Don't use this without my permission. Now, on with the story!


Angelina opened her eyes sleepy and looked over at the clock, it's alarm buzzing away monotonously. The display read 9.30 as she somewhat clumsily reached out and turned it off, trying to bring herself awake. Angelina rubbed her eyes and sat up, licking her dry lips. The sheet dropped away from her as she sat up, slipping down to reveal her voluptuous breasts encased in the lacy black negligee she wore, which she'd put on because she wanted to feel sexy when in bed, even when she was alone. Angelina smiled as she felt her nipples harden under the sexy nightwear, thinking of the day she had ahead of her. She'd called Greg the day before to arrange another workout session, and knew it wouldn't be the kind of workout he'd give every customer.

Right now though, Angelina could only think of coffee. She pulled the sheet back and stepped out of bed, the negligee only reaching down just past her bum as she headed for the kitchen, stiffling a yawn as she stretched. Her mind ran over various dirty ideas as to what might happen with Greg as she made the coffee, and felt her pussy wetten, her nipples straining at their lacy covering. She took her mug of coffee back to bed with her, sitting in bed with the sheets up to her stomach. She sipped her coffee, enjoying the taste as she started to properly wake up, feeling horny as she did every morning. Angelina looked sideways to the top draw of her bedside unit, eyeing it lustily, thinking of her favorite vibrator contained within. She licked her beestung lips unconciously as she thought of the toy that she lustily enjoyed every morning just waiting mere inches away.

She pulled her eyes away from the draw and decided to control herself. She didn't want to give herself anything today, she wanted to get her pleasures from a real man, and she only had to wait a few hours. Angelina finished her coffee and stepped out of bed, shedding the thin nightwear and grabbing her towel. She walked naked to the bathroom, towel in hand and turned the shower on. The room quickly started to steam up as she stepped under the warm soothing water. Angelina gave a contented sigh as the water splashed down over her sexy curves, washing away the sleepiness. As she washed, she started to gently stroke her swollen pussy, just flicking the clit. She mumbled dreamily in pleasure until she realised what she was doing and fairly snatched her hand away, promising herself that she'd be relieved soon.

Angelina finished her shower and dried herself off and took a moment to decide what to wear. It only took her a moment to decide on the "Lara Croft" look with the tiny shorts and the tank top. She didn't bother to put any underwear on as she slipped into the cool material, feeling the rough seams on her smooth, shaven pussy lips. She shivered slightly in pleasure as she felt a tingle of pleasure from her pussy and squeezed her thighs together to prolong it. Angelina looked down to see her hard nipples poking through the tank top clear as day and felt them harden even more, feeling the wetness of her aching pussy, a slight gasp escaping her pouty lips. She slipped into her long coat and drew it around her shapely body, covering the outfit and her obvious arousal.

She headed out to the gym, walking the down to the large building on the edge of the city. She felt so sexy as cool winds blew around her bare legs, hearing her high heels clicking on the pavement as she walked along the street. A smile slid across her lips as she thought what people might think if they knew she was wearing the Lara Croft outfit and going commando underneath her flowing long coat. She giggled slightly as she turned the corner onto the road she needed, just a couple of minutes from the training centre.

Angelina clicked up the steps and through the front doors of the gym, the drop of the breeze making her coat flutter, offering a slight glimpse of her lushcious leg to a young man by reception. She simply gave him a smile as she breezed past him, heading down to meet Greg personally in their training area. She found him doing some stretches near the boxing ring, limbering up. He looked up and smiled as she walked into the gym, eyeing her voluptuous figure as she walked up.

"Hi" Angelina said seductively as she slid behind him, sliding her arms round his waist and pressing her ample breasts into his back.

"All ready for the workout then?" he said, looking back over his shoulder at her.

"Absolutely. Have you got a good workout planned for us?" she whispered sexily

"I have some ideas, yes" Greg said with a sly smile.

"Good, but you need to help me change first" she said sexily, making a kiss sound with her plump lips. She turned and headed for the changing rooms, pulling Greg by one hand. He didn't try and resist and let the curvy actress lead him to the changing room. Once into the changing room, she stepped away from him and turned round. In a single motion she undid the coat and shrugged it off, revealing her sexy body in the tiny, tight Lara Croft outfit, her hard nipples showing through the material. Greg had seen it before, but was still blown away by it. He gave a slight gasp and a smile when he saw it. Angelina smiled slyly as she saw his reaction, feeling the cool air on her exposed legs.

"Like the outfit?" she said, knowing he did anyway by the growing bulge in his trousers.

"It's stunning, you just look poured into that" he said, eyeing her body. Angelina stepped forwards and grasped his growing cock through his trousers. That was all it took to finish him off to full hardness, feeling her nipples on his chest as she pressed herself against him. She slid down onto her knees and took hold of his waistband. In a single motion she drew his trousers and shorts down, his hardon nearly hitting her in the face as it sprung up to meet her.

"Someone's eager" she said in a sultry tone with a slight smile. Greg just smiled back as she licked her lips and dived down onto his rock hard 7" cock. He groaned slightly as the liquid heat of her mouth engulfed his hard cock, feeling her pouty, beestung lips slide down his cock till her nose was in his pubic hair. He marvelled at her talent, being able to deepthroat on the first stroke without any trouble whatsoever. She sucked back up his shaft with a slurp, tonguing his cock and pouting her lips as she withdrew. Greg groaned at her technique and involuntarily grasped her head.

"Oh yeah like that" he said, his fingers pushing into her hair a little. Angelina smiled slightly around her mouthful, loving the effect she was having. She sucked hard, pulling back till just the head was in her mouth. Angelina sucked whilst swirling her tongue over and around the head of his cock, her hand gently fondling his balls. She loved the feeling of his hands on her head, his fingers twisting into her hair as she sucked him off. She felt her pussy wetten in anticipation of things to come, and from the lovely feeling of the cock in her mouth. Angelina dove back down on his cock again, slurping down the shaft. She felt the tip of his cock push into her throat as he nose pressed against him again.

She tongued the base of his cock hard, sucking as hard as she could, and then drew herself back up his 7" shaft. He moaned loudly, trying to restrain himself from grabbing her head hard and face fucking her. Angelina bobbed her head up and down, swirling her tongue around wherever she could. She pouted her famously plump lips as she slid up and down his shaft, feeling the bulbous head sliding in and out of her throat rapidly as she sped up to get him off. She slurped loudly on his cock as her lips slid up and down his shaft, glistening with her saliva. She pulled continued to fondle his balls as she pulled back to just the head of his cock and started sucking for all she was worth. Angelina nibbled at him with her meaty lips, just made for the job, and swirled her tongue around the head as she sucked.

"Here it comes...." Greg said breathlessly, sweat on his brow from the blowjob by Angelina. She didn't need to be told, she could already tell. With a last quick suckle at the head, she dove back down his shaft and tongued at the base of his cock. He exploded into her throat, his salty load shooting straight down her throat so she barely needed to swallow at all. She moaned in pleasure as his hot cum slipped down her throat, making her feel quite satisfied. Greg held her head tightly as he came, sighing loudly in relief as she continued to suck. His hands fell from her head as he slumped back against the wall to catch his breath, wiping his forehead. Angelina gave a last slurp and slid from his cock, dragging her tongue from the tip. She stood up and looked at him.

"That was fantastic" he said, staring at her hard nipples.

"My pleasure" she purred, licking her pouty lips and then blowing him a kiss as she looked at him sexily.

"Time we tried some proper workout techniques don't you think?" Greg said, smiling back as he pulled his trousers up.

"Yeah, I can't just practise what I already know can I?" she replied with a giggle. Greg couldn't help but laugh. She followed him to the ring and he held the rope down for her to step in, eyeing her as she did so. He looked at her smooth thighs and rounded arse in the tiny shorts as she bent over to enter the ring. A quick image of the ponytail flashed through his mind and his cock twitched, still not fully down after the blowjob and recovering quickly with the curvy actress in front of him.

Angelina started stretching herself, working her limbs one by one. Greg stepped into the ring and was quite close to her as she bent over to touch her toes. She arched her back and pushed herself back onto him, pressed her curvy bum against his groin, feeling his hard cock pushing between her cheeks.

"Ready for me again already?" she said with a hint of mock surprise as she smiled, her ponytail hanging down onto the mat next to her. Angelina stood up, grabbing the bottom of her top as she did. She straightened up and turned round, then pulled the top up over her head, her large breasts bouncing free. They hung down slightly on her chest, though still remained firm and rounded, the hard nipples capping the dark, crinkled aureoles. They embraced in a deep, long, tongue-swapping kiss, Angelina's pouty lips pressed against Greg's. He pushed her back into the corner, her back bouncing firmly against the padding, her large breasts jiggling as she did.

"More than ready" Angelina whispered sexily, feeling the bulge in Greg's trousers pressing against her stomach. She gave him another kiss as his fingers deftly unbuttoned her little shorts, then wrestled them down to her feet. She kicked them off her feet and stood naked in the corner of the ring. Angelina pressed herself against Greg and pulled his trousers and shorts down again to let his cock bounce free. She felt it hit her stomach and moaned slightly in lust. She held onto him and he bent his knees slightly and then thrust upwards, impaling her on his cock in a single thrust. Angelina grunted loudly as she was filled up, his cock driving into her wet cunt with no resistance, slipping between her hot, dripping lips. She hooked her right leg up over the second rope to spread herself and settled her left leg to support her. Angelina took hold of the ropes and started pulsing her muscles around Greg's cock as he started thrusting hard in and out of her.

"Mmmmm yeah!" Angelina yelled, grinding her pubic bone against him as he thrust in and out of her soaked pussy. Her firm breasts bounced with every thrust, the ring ropes bouncing in her hands from her back being pushed against the corner padding. She grunted loudly as he thrust in, her eyes closing as she licked her puffy, beestung lips in lust. Greg pumped into her hard, holding her heaving ribs tightly in his strong hands. Angelina kissed him hard as she felt herself being shoved against the padding, feeling her dripping pussy being filled with every stroke. She loved the feeling of the padding sticking to her hot, smooth back.

Angelina hooked her leg round the rope tighter as Greg continued to pound into her, gripping her tightly and almost inhibiting her breathing. But she loved the feeling of being pinned back and fucked, Greg slamming his hard cock in and out of her. She moaned in pleasure, pulsing her strong muscles around his cock rhythmically. He groaned in pleasure, kissing her pouty lips, his tongue sliding between them and finding hers. Angelina felt the orgasm building in her tummy, it fluttering slightly as her clit was pressured from a change in Greg's penetration angle. She squeezed herself on him and moved as much as she could against him, hearing their bodies slapping together.

"Oh fuck yeah!" Angelina yelled as her orgasm washed over her, her pussy spasming around Greg's impaling manhood. He pumped her hard as she came, pulling and pinching her nipples which felt like an electric shock into her, overwhelming her in pleasure. Angelina gave him a final clench and then relaxed. Greg stopped abruptly, and she looked up questionningly as she tried to catch her breath. He pulled out of her with a slightly pop, her juices running down her inner thighs. She marvelled at his thick, hard cock, glistening with her juices, it bobbing with his heartbeat.

Greg pulled her out of the corner, her feet stumbling slightly since her legs were still weak from her orgasm. He turned her towards the rope and then pushed down on her back. Angelina took the hint and bent over, letting him push her between the ropes, the springy rope settling in the front of her hips. Greg took hold of her hips and pushed his cock against her cunt again, the slick head starting to push her lips open.

"No, not there" she whispered, clenching her pussy lips. Greg teased the head of his cock up the back of her swollen, sticky lips as he thought for a second what she meant. He realised what she wanted, and moved his cock up between her soft, rounded arse cheeks, already lubed with her juices. He located her tight back hole and took a good hold on her hips before starting to push. His cock eased her open and started to edge into her before she suddenly clenched and her sphincter forced him out. Angelina pushed herself from between the ropes and his grasp and stood up. She turned to him and looked him squarely in the eyes. She had a somewhat fierce, determined look on her face.

"I like my ass taken hard and fast OK? Don't mess about being gentle, just give it to me. Got that?" she said, looking him straight in the face.

"Hard and fast, got it" he said, then grabbed her shoulders and turned her round. Her nipples caught on the rope as she was pushed through it, causing her to gasp. She settled back as she had been, and then felt a stinging slap on her bum from Greg. Angelina moaned quietly in pleasure as Greg positioned himself. One hand holding her hip like before, but the other grabbed her long, "Lara Croft" ponytail. He wrapped it around his hand and pulled firmly, then moved his hips to push his head against her sphinter. Greg took hold of her hip and thrust forwards hard, pulling back on her ponytail, yanking her head back as she screamed in pain. He drove himself all the way into her as she bucked underneath him, groaning loudly in and mix of pain and pleasure as her arse was violated.

"You like that don't you?" Greg said with a smirk, pulling on her ponytail tightly as he pulled back and then gave another hard, full length thrust into her tight, forbidden hole. Angelina struggled to keep her feet on the mat as the rope bounced with the thrusts, her hands holding tightly to the bottom rope as Greg started to thrust in and out of her, her sphincter hugging every contour of his impaling cock. Greg felt her body tense under him, and started thrusting hard into her, giving her nearly his full length with as much power as he could. He intended to give her a good solid buggering, just as she'd said she liked. She bit her bottom lip to stiffle her groans of pain as he thrust powerfully into her arse, stretching her sphincter and slamming his hips against her buttocks.

Her eyes closed as a particularly hard, deep thrust sent a wave of pleasure through her, followed by a slight feeling of pain as he withdrew. Her pussy was soaked, and from her position she could see her juices starting to dribble from her swollen, shaven lips. Her hard clit stood prominently, begging to be played with as her arse was drilled hard. Angelina moaned in pleasure, feeling the cock driving deep into her rear, her tight sphincter hugging his shaft. She gave a yelp as he gave another sharp thrust into her back door, causing her to clench on him. Angelina heard Greg groan slightly in pleasure as she gripped him and smiled, relaxing her body fully and settling down to be given what was going to be a very pleasurable anal fuck.

Greg felt her body relax under him and tightened his grip on her hair. He wrapped her ponytail right up round his hand and pulled her tightly, his hand only just behind her head, pulling it back. She gave a squeal as her grabbed her, holding onto the ropes with one hand as her other snaked down over her stomach to her dripping pussy. Angelina was unable to control herself any longer and started rubbing her bald lips, fondling her hard clit between her fingers. She groaned loudly in pleasure, feeling his cock thrusting in and out of her arse as she rubbed her clit hard. Angelina was on the brink, so just a few seconds stroking herself was enough to get her off. She screamed loudly in ecstasy as she orgasmed hard, her arsehole clamping down tightly on Greg as he thrust in.

Greg felt her sphincter shut tightly on him, gripping and squeezing him hard as she moaned and tensed through her orgasm. It was more than enough to send him over the edge, and with a grunt he drove himself through her tightened muscles and let go. She groaned in pain from the thrust and pull on her hair, still mid way through her orgasm. Angelina thrust back a couple of times and then caught her breath for a second as Greg finished pumping cum into her hot arse. She pushed away from the ropes and then pulled off his cock with a slight pop, his cock still semi hard. Angelina spun round, dropped onto her knees and grabbed his hips. She dived forwards and sucked his softening cock into her mouth, slurping at it with her tongue and large, full lips. Greg groaned in pleasure as she sucked him clean, tasting the mix of her arse and his cum as she did so. She finished sucking with a long lick off the tip of his cock, and the stood up, giving a very deliberate wipe of her mouth.

Greg leaned back on the ropes to catch his breath, wiping the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. Angelina smiled at him contentedly for a moment, then leaned forward and pressed herself against him. She leaned up so her head was next to his and whispered in his ear where she lived and what time he should show up. Angelina then slid back, gave him a quick peck on the cheek and turned away. She bent down to collect her tiny outfit, quickly stepping into the shorts and pulling them up her sweaty thighs. Angelina deftly buttoned them up and pulled her top on, pulling it down over her voluptuous form. She turned and gave a sexy smile and quick wink, then headed out of the ring towards the changing room. A second later Greg saw her emerge, blowing him a kiss before walking from the room, her long coat flowing around toned calf muscles.


Later that evening, Greg headed up the steps to the front door of Angelina's luxurious home above Los Angeles, the soft light from the street lamps lighting the ground as the sky faded to full darkness. Seeing no bell, he knocked on the glass of the door, waiting somewhat nervously to see whether she would actually open the door. He looked up as he heard a click of the latch and the door swung slowly open. Greg tried not to let the sound of his breath catching in his throat be noticeable as he stared at Ms. Jolie in the doorway. She was wearing a long, black silk robe, with a smooth, tanned, stocking-covered leg bent out through the long split up it. Angelina looked at him and raised her eyebrow sexily, then turned away and walked back into her house. Greg followed her in, closing the door before heading to her front room after her.

He walked in and saw her sitting on the deep leather sofa, watching him walk into the room with a slight smirk of anticipation. Greg dropped down into a chair just across from her under her attentive gaze, eyeing her smooth leg as her robe had slid down and revealed a fair amount of her pins.

"Would you like a martini?" Angelina said politely, a slightly humoured look on her face as he saw her ogling her. She offered the glass, which he politely took from her and took a sip as she picked up her own. The pair sat sipping their martini's in silence for a couple of minutes, eyes roaming. Angelina picked up the skewer and held the olive up to her full lips. She closed her eyes and rolled her tongue round the olive, licking off the dregs of martini. Greg stared as she delicately pulled the olive from the skewer with her front teeth, letting out a slight sigh as she did, her eyes still closed. She sucked at the olive, pouting her beestung lips around it and letting out a slight moan with practically made Greg choke.

Angelina gave a slurp on it, and then sucked the centre out. Greg let out a slight cough as he released the breath he'd been unaware he was holding in. She chewed it slowly, pouting her lips and making little suckling sounds. She swallowed very deliberately and then looked up at him from under her dark eyebrows. She licked her full lips firmly, cocking one eyebrow slightly in an enticing motion. She uncrossed her legs, moving them in high arcs, giving Greg a good look up her robe at her smooth, silky thighs. Greg felt the alcohol from the relatively strong martini kick in a little, and judging by Angelina's reactions it looked like she was feeling the effects slightly. She caught him staring at her, and smile spread across her pouty lips.

She stood up, gave him another smile and then pulled her robe off in a single motion. It dropped in a pool round her feet to reveal her standing in a tight fitting leather corset, the suspenders running down to black stockings, framing the smooth lips of her perfectly shaven pussy beautifully. Greg took in the sight in front of him, her curves hugged tightly by the leather, her large breasts pushed up on her chest, and on top of it all a set of handcuffs dangled on one hip. Angelina walked slowly towards him, smiling as she saw his stare. She sank to her knees in front of him and her fingers found his zipper, feeling his hard cock straining inside his trousers. Angelina quickly slid the zip down and undid the button to free him, pulling his cock free and taking a grip around the base. She gave it a few slow jerks and then dove in and closed her plump lips around the head, hearing Greg groan as she slid the tongue around it.

"Would you like a titfuck?" Angelina moaned, licking up and down his cock and jerking him slowly, sucking at his head with her beestung lips. Greg groaned as she worked on him, her experience evident as she pouted and drooled over his cock.

"I'd rather give you a proper fucking" Greg almost growled, gripping the arms of his chair.

"Yeah," Angelina said, popping the cock back into her mouth for a second, "and what makes you think you deserve to fuck me?". She slipped off his cock and turned away with a smirk. Greg lunged forwards and pushed Angelina down onto her front, causing her to grunt as she was winded slightly. He got down behind her, kneeling between her splayed legs and pinned her shoulders down just as she went to get up, meaning she got onto her knees but not her hands. Greg pushed himself against her already dripping pussy and she was pinned, unable to get out of penetration position, not that she actually wanted to.

"I deserve to fuck you because no other instructors gives you a workout like this" Greg almost growled to her, and then drove his hard cock into her. Angelina couldn't stop herself from letting out a loud moan as he powered deep into her, her eyes squeezing shut in pleasure. Greg grunted as his cock was enveloped in the velvet heat of Angelina's pussy, her muscles gripping and loosening as she pulsed herself around him. Greg started giving hard, full length strokes into her cunt, pulling right back till the head threatened to slip out and then driving back in against her plump rear. Her pussy was soaking wet, allowing him to slide in and out with complete ease.

He picked up the pace a little, feeling Angelina shoving back against him on each thrust, her breathing heavy to accompany her moans and yelps of pleasure. He felt the tip of his cock banging against her cervix, her muscles gripping him firmly all the way into her haven. She relaxed under him and was quite happy to let him nail her, settling her knees on the floor to take the hard thrusts. Greg slid his hands back up her sides, over the leather of her corset and took hold of her curvy hips. Her stockings felt silky and erotic on his legs as he thrust into her, her slick pussy pouting around his impaling manhood.

"Mmmm yeah, just like...that!" she moaned, thrusting back to accentuate her words. Greg grunted as he felt her clench on him, bringing him closer to the edge. He ran his hands up the smooth black leather to the tight lacing that held her corset on. Greg slid his fingers into the bow, idly wondering how she'd managed to tie it in the first place, and then undid it, all the while thrusting his cock into her. The bow slid undone, and he pulled the string from her corset, which fell loosely on her body, though still held on by her shoulder straps and its general tightness. Greg reached back down and pulled it off the tops of her sexy stockings, and then gave a few final hard thrusts and stopped. Greg yanked his cock out and took hold of her hips.

"Hey what are you..." Angelina started to say, before being cut off by Gregs firm grip on her hips rolling her onto her back, her large breasts jiggling. She looked at him a little perplexed as he pulled the corset away from her body, though she held her arms up to allow him to remove it. Greg pulled the leather away from her womanly curves to reveal her beautiful breasts, sitting back on her chest, hard nipples crinkled and pointing to the ceiling. He dropped the corset aside and threw his knee over her stomach, moving up to straddle her lower chest. Angelina smiled up at him and placed her hands on the sides of her breasts.

"Oh so now you want a titfuck do you?" she said in mock anger, pouting her lips.

"I wouldn't mind" he said back with a laugh, reaching out and tweaking her pointy nipples.

"Well I spose you can then" she said, giving him a wink and blowing a kiss with her gorgeous lips. Greg shifted forwards, sliding his cock between her boobs, sweat glistening in beads on her smooth skin. Angelina pressed her breasts together for him, engulfing his cock between the warm, firm flesh. Angelina eyed him lustily as he took a grip on her shoulders and started to slide back and forth between the valley of her lovely breasts. Angelina moaned long and low as she used her fingertips to massage her solid nipples, playing with them as he thrust against her. She leaned her chin down on her chest and opened her mouth. As Greg watched, she slowly extended her tongue to full length and licked the tip of his cock as he thrust up between her breasts.

"Mmm that feels great" he growled as the wet heat of her tongue spread through the head of his cock. Angelina giggled a little as she concentrated on lapping the head of his cock as it slipped up between her breasts, his balls dragging over her toned stomach. Greg held her shoulders as she pushed her breasts together for him, the warm, firm flesh pressed around his cock. Her skin tingled as his thick, hard shaft slipped over it. Her nipples were rock hard and pointing up as she held her tits up. Angelina waited for him to play with them, quickly flicking them with her thumbs to give him a hint. Greg smiled down and her and slid his hands to her nipples, gently tweaking and twisting them between his thumb and finger.

"Mmmm" Angelina mumbled, closing her eyes in pleasure. Greg kept thrusting as she held herself still, his fingers playing with her swollen nipples. He pinched firmly, causing her to gasp, his cock pushing against her tongue as she did. She lapped at the head of his cock, causing it to twitch between her large mounds. Greg groaned as he felt himself getting close, her rough but soft tongue rubbing on the head of his cock making him shudder in pleasure. Angelina squeezed her thighs together, feeling it tickle her rock hard clit as her juices trickled down to her soft, rounded bum. She arched her back somewhat in pleasure, which Greg felt and smiled as he increased his thrusting, getting close to climax.

"Open wide bitch!" he hissed as he gripped her shoulders tightly, thrusting as hard as he could. He pushed himself right up between her breasts and held himself as he felt his cum boiling up. Angelina jiggled her breasts roughly up and down on his cock which was all it took. He let out a grunt and came, his cock bouncing slightly from the vigorous rubbing of her tits. Greg came as it bounced up, the first spurt of his load shooting hard and hitting her across the nose and forehead just as Angelina instinctively closed her eyes. Another streak of his hot load splashed across her cheek, then the third hit exactly where she wanted. It spurted into her mouth, right to the back over her throat. She let out a low moan as the remaining shots landed on her tongue and breasts. Angelina swallowed and they both stayed still, breathing hard for a moment before Greg slid off her and sat down on the floor to rest.

Angelina wiped the streaks of cum from her forehead and cheek and then looked at Greg. As he watched, she slowly and deliberately licked the cum from her fingers and swallowed with a smile. She slid her hands down onto her breasts and rubbed the rest into her skin, tweaking it over her erect nipples. She licked her lips and looked at Greg in a sexy way, her eyes slanted, giving a quick flick of her eyebrow. Greg stood up and grabbed her long ponytail. She gave a yell as he dragged her up, the sensation of the pain sending a thrill through her body. He sat down and pulled her between his legs, where it was obvious what he wanted. His semi-hard cock was on the road to recovery already which made Angelina smile. She reached out and started to stroke him, leaning down to rub her tongue around his head in circles, rubbing her tongue under the bottom of his head in a teasing fashion.

"Yeah, just like that" Greg mumbled, his fingers pulling on the pony tail he still held. She licked him for a few more seconds as she watched his cock fully harden again. Angelina smiled and licked her lips, then pouted them forwards as much as she could. She looked up at him with her huge, soft, inviting lips, cocking her head with a puppy-dog look in her eyes and then gave a hopeful murmur to him. Greg realised she was treating him as her master and waiting to be told.

"Oh yeah, go on" he almost groaned. Angelina gave a knowing smile and leaned down, placing her pouting, beestung lips on the tip of his cock. She held round the base of his cock with a slender hand and pushed down with her lushcious lips. Angelina pushed her full pout down onto his cock as he groaned in pleasure. It was a technique she'd perfected, much to the delight of her lovers. She pushed her lips down to the base of his hard shaft, lapping at him with her tongue. They stayed like this for a few minutes, the actresses head sliding up and down on his cock as she sucked and licked at him in earnest. She felt his fingers on her head, and then he rammed her head down and thrust up, driving his cock into her throat hard. Despite her experience, she gagged on his cock.

Greg pulled back and she sucked hard on the bulbous head of his cock, lapping at the tip with her tongue. She felt his grip tighten again and he rammed her head down again. Angelina gagged as his cock drove deeply into her throat, even deeper than his first thrust. Her nose and large upper lip pressed into his pubic hair as her plump lower lip pressed against the top of his balls. Despite the gagging, she kept sucking at him in a bid to get him off, loving his groans of pleasure as she worked her tongue. She pouted her lips as his cock slid back from between them, her tongue licking up and around his cock, swirling over his head. Greg pulled back so just the head of his cock was in her mouth, and she looked up at him, their eyes meeting as she continued to suckle. He drove in again, again causing her to gag although not as badly, and she sucked hard again, working her tongue with abandon on his shaft.

"Ugh Angelina here you go you little...." Greg trailed off as he grabbed her head, sliding back. He load blasted from his cock, hitting her in the roof of the mouth as a warm, pleasant sensation for Miss Jolie. It dripped onto her tongue, the tangy, salty taste shooting through her tastebuds. She groaned loudly, her eyes closing as she sucked at him for everything he had. His softening cock slid from her mouth as she closed her meaty lips, not letting an ounce of his cum escape. She rolled it around her mouth, tasting it fully. She pouted her lips at him and he wiped the tip of his cock off on them, smearing the last drop of cum across her lips. Angelina sucked her her lips inwards to get it into her mouth, continuing to roll his cum around her mouth.

She started to gently fondle his balls, sucking at them with her lips. His cock twitched a little, needing a few more minutes to recover from her awesome blowjob. She continued, sucking up his shaft with her plump lips. Angelina fondled his balls and the base of his shaft with one hand, gently rubbing her shaven pussy with the other as she sucked on the bulbous head of his cock with her beestung lips. Greg's cock twitched again and started to grow slightly, recouping. She smiled and continued her work, which continued for several minutes until he was ragingly hard for her again.

Greg stood up and pushed his cock to her face, making it very clear what he wanted. She opened her mouth just enough to allow him to slide his cock in, and sucked lazily at him, lapping with her tongue and pouting her lips on his shaft. Angelina didn't let him get too attached, withdrawing her head from his cock with a slurp. She looked up at him and opened her mouth. Greg looked surprised and then smiled as he saw that she still has his cum in her mouth.

"Like your protein then?" he said with a smirk. Angelina blew him a kiss and closed her eyes, licking the insides of her cheeks. She swallowed very intentionally, letting him see the smile that crossed her face. Angelina glanced at his happy expression and dived back onto his cock, sucking hard at it and teasing the underside with the tip of her tongue. She bobbed her head a few times before she felt his hand twist in her ponytail, and then a jerk upwards. She was forcefully pulled from his cock with a noisy slurp, licking her lips as he pulled her to her feet. Angelina gave a yelp as she was dragged to the sofa by her long ponytail, being winded slightly as she was thrown over it, her feet flying off the ground for a moment, though only her toes were able to stay on such was her angle.

"Stay right there" Greg said to her and stepped away. She did exactly as she was told, hearing a clink that indicated he'd just picked up the handcuffs from her discarded corset. He stepped up behind her again and then pulled her arms roughly behind her back. Angelina gave a gasp as the cold steel touched her wrists, her shoulders being pulled back as her hands were locked tightly behind her back. She pulled at them briefly to test them, and then lay still. Angelina had been handcuffed more than enough times to know when she was well bound, and when they were her own handcuffs no less she wasn't going to escape.

Angelina felt the head of his rock hard cock pressing at her arsehole and then his hands gripping her hips tightly. She barely had time to think when she was interrupted by a sharp burst of pain and she was forced open and Greg drove his entire 7 inches into her in one thrust. Angelina yelled out in pain as he drove in till his balls pressed against her wet, shaven pussy lips, feeling a flood of heat pass through her body, her nipples and clitoris throbbing. She felt his hand twist up in her ponytail, wrapping it around his hand till it was just inches from the back of her head. Greg gave a sharp tug that made her yelp in pain, the back of her head burning from the pain as he held her tightly and drew back to thrust.

Greg pulled back on her ponytail and pulled back to just the head of his cock, then drove back into her hard, supporting her hip with his left hand. Angelina let out a long, loud moan in a mix of pain and pleasure, her eyes closing with the different sensations. He built up a good pace immediately, plowing back and forth with quick, full length strokes of his thick 7" cock, her sphincter being stretched slightly by the head of his cock as it threatened to slip out. There was a slapping sound as his hips smacked against the soft, rounded globes of her bum, the smooth flesh jiggling slightly with each thrust. Angelina moaned loudly on each thrust, feeling him pushing deep into her which caused her great pleasure. Her anus tingled gently from the cock sliding in and out of it, her whole body alight with sensation from the pain and pleasure mixed.

"You like that don't you, you little bitch" Greg said in a stern voice as he continued driving into her back door.

"Oh god yeeesssssss!" she squealed in increasing volume as he drove deeply into her again. She pushed back as best she could as he pulled hard on her hair and drove into her, taking her further towards the brink of orgasm. And then suddenly, it was gone. He pulled out as he pulled out of her in one swift motion, meaning she thrust back at nothing and yelped in shock. Because of the pace of the anal sex and Angelina's pleasure, her sphincter had been tightly hugging Greg's cock, and with his sudden withdrawal her grip clenched herself almost shut.

"Hey what are you doing, you fucking bastard!" Angelina almost screamed, looking round and pulling at her cuffs. Greg slapped his cock on top of her arse and smirked evily at her.

"Really want it don't you?" he said teasingly, rubbing the tip of his cock against her arsehole.

"Please, I need it!" she begged, looking up at him desperately with her eyes, pouting beautifully with her full lips. Greg held her hip and pulled on her hair sharply again, forcing her head away, and then drove into her hard. With her sphincter no longer loose, he forced her open roughly, causing her to squeal loudly in pain. Her body stiffened and she pulled at her cuffs as the pain washed over her, causing her to try and pull away from the impaling cock. But it was too late, he was already balls deep again and pulling back for another thrust into her tight arse. She grunted loudly as her hips were driven against the back of the sofa hard as he started pounding her again, slapping against her arse. Sweat beaded on their foreheads, Angelina's eyes squeezed shut to maximise the sensations that flowed through her being. She hadn't been buggered this hard in a good long time, and it felt great.

Then it happened again. Her arse, which felt delightfully full, was suddenly empty, and her tensed sphincter pulled her back door shut. She tried to look round but Greg kept her ponytail pulled tight to prevent. Angelina felt his fingers tickle over her sensitive hole again, brushing up the back of her swollen pussy lips and over, smearing a little of her dripping juices from her hot cunt onto her anus. She moaned in anticipation and pleasure, her body tensing up, her firm arse cheeks clenching shut, which in turn clenched her hole shut even further.

Greg pushed his cock between her cheeks again, pressing against her arsehole though not pushing in. She tried to push back but he stopped her. Greg slid his hand up her smooth back, then round her side to where her large, firm breasts hung. Her nipples stood erect in her aroused start, begging to be played with. Greg took one between his thumb and forefinger and gently rolled it, tweaking and pulling on it. After a few moments fiddling with it, he gave her nipple a hard pinch. Angelina gave a yelp, her body shuddered and she clenched her bum again. Greg took this moment to drive back into her, powering forwards with all the strength he could muster.

Angelina screamed loudly in pain with her full lung capacity. The sharp pain shot through her sphincter as he penetrated her, driving all the way in again without caring for her situation. He hands clenched in the cuffs, pulling at them again as she automatically tried to grab for her arse. Greg paid no attention, holding her down on the sofa back and starting to thrust hard in and out again. After the initial pain had subsided, Angelina felt the pain everytime he drove in and forced against her anal muscles, which were unable to get used to his thrusts because of the speed and ferocity behind them.

She let out throaty groans of pain with every thrust into her abused arse, though it was somewhat decreased as he drove to full depth which gave her a tingle of pleasure from it probing her insides. Greg pulled back on her ponytail hard and pounded on her, driving full length in and out, loving her groans of pain and pleasure. He thrust in for a couple more minutes, loving her arse muscles clamping down and massaging his cock. He slowed to a stop and pulled out again, his cock bouncing up in front of him as he withdrew from her. Using her ponytail, he dragged her off the back of the sofa, where she slumped to her knees as she caught her breath, a trickle of sweat running down the side of her face.

Greg grabbed her by the ponytail and handcuffs and dragged her over to the base of her stairs, with the wrought iron railings. He pulled her onto the base of the stairs on her knees and then tied her hair tightly to the railing. She hadn't realised what he'd done till she tried to kneel up and it tugged sharply. He grabbed her hips, positionned himself and thrust into her arse again, pumping her with short fast strokes immediately. She groaned, more in pleasure this time as she'd stayed relaxed and ready for him. He grabbed the handcuffs and pulled back hard as he slammed in and out of her arse. Angelina grimaced and grunted in pain of the burning the cuffs caused to her wrists, but still groaned in pleasure from the deep penetration into her rear.

He rode her arse for a few minutes, pounding her as hard as he could as he approached climax. Angelina had to push back hard with her legs to stop herself being pushed over by his hard thrusts into her arse. Her arse tingled from the pounding and her wrists hurt from the cuffs cutting into them. As he got just near the brink he pulled out sharply and grabbed ger hips. Before she could register what was going on, he rolled her onto her back, twisting her hair and crushing her arms uncomfortably under her. Angelina's large breasts jiggled as she landed, before Greg straddled her upper body and knelt over her, his cock in her face. He grabbed her head and thrust his cock into her gasping mouth, causing her to gag since she wasn't ready.

"Suck bitch" he hissed, grabbing her head. Angelina did exactly as she was told and sucked as hard as she could, the hollows of her cheeks sucking in as she did, her tongue curling up round the sides of his shaft and round his head as she did. He bounced her head hard, face fucking her large, beestung lips as hard as he could. She felt his cock swell in her mouth and then the hot, salty spurt of cum shot hard against the back of her throat. She coughed slightly, but then did what came naturally and started to swallow his load. Several spurts of his load shot into her throat, the rest trickling onto her tongue. Angelina swallowed with no problem whatsoever, and sucked at his cock to get the last drains of it. She sucked and licked his cock clean, tasting the mix of their passion.

Greg slumped down on the floor to catch his breath, Angelina feeling the cuffs digging uncomfortably into her wrists. Pulling firmly with her head, the loose knot slid undone and she freed herself from the banisters she had been secured to. Greg looked up, then located the key to her cuffs and unlocked her. She sighed gratefully as they were released. As much as she liked bondage, it was nice to have the harsh metal away from her wrists. They rested at the foot of the stairs for a moment, before Angelina stood up and stretched.

"Well I'm going to take a shower" she said, and turned to walk up the stairs. After a few seconds she looked back to him.

"You coming?" she said. Greg smiled and took her hand as she led him to the steamy wet pleasure that awaited...



To be continued?

I am unlikely to write another part to this story, but I MIGHT if there is enough demand for it.
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