Tricking Astrid (Ch 7.2)

 

Chapter 7 (Part 2)

Calder was not prepared, even if Remy had told him he wouldn't be disappointed with Astrid. Why had Remy made this deal with him? Calder couldn't understand nor would he ever do it if Astrid was his. Astrid oozed sexual adeptness. Her dexterity was obvious from the way she straddled his stocky body.
After freeing herself of her panties, she urged him, "Lift your butt so I can wiggle those slacks off your ass. Come on, you'll like it."
Calder knew he would, "All right. Hey, watch it. I'm not that kinky."
She laughed, hurriedly shifting his clothes down when he thrust his butt up off the cushion. She sighed, re-positioning herself comfortably.
"Wow," She licked her lips sultry like, once more grasping his hardness, "I knew you'd be big but not like this."
Astrid was drunk but wanted more. Her bravery was a front. She was scared to show Calder much more than she had already. She'd seen his look at her quick clothes removal. Could she help it if she'd had more quickies with men then real sessions of lovemaking? She knew how to have sneaky sex anywhere and everywhere.
She bent backward, reaching for Calder's forgotten glass. He ran his warm hands up her front, feeling her through the dress, his eyes wide and dazed.
She quickly downed the remains of his glass, set it back down, then righted once more.
"Ready?" He chuckled, "And yes, I'm hung very well. I like the complements if you want to keep going."
She grinned, "I'm sure you do. Are you ready?"
He heard the nervousness in her voice, so felt bad for what he was about to do. "Astrid, suck my cock." He said it causal yet demanding.
She looked down at his jutting cock, "Well..."
"Do it," he urged, "I bet you like sucking cock. You suck my dick or I'll stick it somewhere you won't like."
Astrid looked a little offended, but she complied as he knew she would. Calder closed his eyes as she got on her knees before him. She pulled his slacks and briefs off, then got to work.
"That's great," He tilted his head back, relaxing as her wet mouth closed over the head of his dick, "Oh, that's a good girl."
Calder didn't want to hurt Astrid. He wanted someone like her for a long time. She was real. She was funny. She also had a spiteful boyfriend who was going to make her pay. He gritted his teeth as she made him nearly come by deep throating him with perfect suction.
"Whoa!" He jerked forward, pulling out of her perfect mouth, "OK. That's good. Want a drink?"
She hazily nodded, avoiding his eyes. Calder pulled off his shirt, deciding he may as well be completely naked. He gave no fucks when it came to walking around in the buff.
He took her hand, pulling her to her feet, "What's wrong? To much dick?"
Astrid slightly smiled as he led her into the kitchen. Calder had decided that if this was going to be his only night with Astrid if her boyfriend broke their deal, he was going to enjoy every inch of her.
Calder would fuck her until she forgot Remy's name.
He grinned as she looked at his body, her nipples hard in her dress. He poured a big glass of vodka, slid it across the counter to her. Then, as she sipped it, he pushed her belly on the edge of the counter.
"You know," he sighed, pressing behind her, "you have a great way with that fucking mouth. I had to stop you or I'd embarrass myself."
She finished her drink, drunkenly slamming the tumbler down, "So I've been told but I always like the compliments if you want to keep them coming," throwing his words back at him.
Calder lifted her dress, exposing her ass. He grinned wider, pulling the material off of her completely. Her breast fell forward. He was so hard it hurt. He opened a kitchen drawer, fishing out a condom.
"Spread your legs," He softly ordered. "You have a nice derriere Astrid. The things I want to do to it are endless."
She spaced her legs, putting her hands on the countertop. Astrid couldn't wait to find out what he would do next. She had enjoyed the taste of him. The size of him had her a little timid. Never before had she been with someone so thick and long. It was like something out of a porno.
With a surprised jerk, she felt his mouth on her pussy. He had knelt down, spread her open, now sucking her clit like a man who hadn't eaten in a week. Holy hell! She shivered all over as he licked those bundle of nerves.
Her body leaned forward, legs splayed for Calder much more readily now. She gasped, clutching the marble slickness of the counter as he made her come in less than a minute. He feasted on her juices, her cry of spirited helplessness almost too much to stand.
She cursed, "Oh shit! Don't do that ever again!"
He stood up, "No promises. Oh," he grabbed her breast, pressing hard against her, "You make me want to fucking come with you when you cry out like that."
She grinned, her knees were shaking, "Really?"
"Fuck yes," he hissed in her ear, roughly twisted her around, "Do you want me to fuck you now?"
The way his emerald eyes fiercely looked at her made her even weaker, "Yes. Fuck yes."
His hard eyes were not as stony as his dick. Calder took hold of her hand, then marched her to his bedroom. The room was dark but as sparsely furnished as the rest of the apartment. The king size bed at the center of the room held her attention. He flipped on the bedside lamp casting a low wattage.
He had the look of a determined man, which almost made Astrid reconsider her decision. Drunk though, she did not have much consideration. She was easily pushed onto her back, then Calder climbed between her legs.
She tried to relax, shutting her eyes. She wanted this. Right? Oh, fuck! He thrust once viciously, straight into her. She let out a low whimper. A sound of complete venerability that told Calder he had hurt her.
Calder didn't stop though. He pelted into her like he could not get enough of her voluptuous form, which he couldn't. His grunts were animalistic. His hands squeezed her flesh until she yelped, jerking with squeals.
She came. Several times. She liked it. She may have appeared to not, but Calder noticed how she seemed to want the cruel way he fucked her. He loved her expressions each time she came around his cock. Damn her pussy was so fucking tight it was like a cruel joke he couldn't have her again after tonight. Her come leaked out onto his sheets and her voice echoed around the walls.
He really, really hated to hurt Astrid. Yet, he'd made a deal. Remy would have Astrid and he would not. So, he continued to fuck her until 4 AM.