Cordova held her by her hips in a strong grip as he plunged his prick into the depths of her tight asshole. Samantha gasped.
Her eyes opened wide as he gave her another thrust and got into his rhythm. She tried to relax as much as she possibly could.
She was trapped and she knew it. As a result she didn't know what to do. Fortunately, her body took over for her.
She was assaulted by a series of new and different sensations that left her bewildered and gasping for breath. She couldn't think. The only thing she could do was to simply react.
Cordova impaled her with his rock hard prick, jabbing it in and out of her asshole repeatedly, hard and fast, going in as deeply as he could on each and every thrust he made.
Samantha hung her head down and felt cream begin to dribble out from between her pleasure swollen cunt lips, running down her inner thighs.
After a few minutes, when he was sure she wasn't going to try and throw him out of her, Cordova relaxed his grip a little.
He ran his hands up and down her spine, feeling the ridges and the soft, almost invisible hairs. His balls slapped against her buttocks and the sound of her panting grew louder and louder.
He picked up his speed, knocking himself into her hard, sticking his prick up into her asshole as far it could go.
"Ooohhh," gasped Samantha.
Cordova reached around and under so he could thrust two fingers up into her cunt hole so he could give her a good reaming out.
He stretched the walls of her cunt out far and worked on them with his fingernails as Samantha began to move her ass back and forth.
"Oh, yes, yeeesss?"
"That's better. Like it now?"
"Ooohhh, I loooove it"
"I thought you would."
"Harder, fuck me harder."
Cordova jabbed at her with both his prick and his fingers feeling them inside of her at the same time, ideas popping in and out of his head.
"I'm cooommming."
Cordova put on a burst of speed for a couple of minutes, slamming himself in and out of her hard and fast, giving it everything he had.
The tension in Samantha's body was killing her. Her asshole felt like it was ten times its normal size and her whole body was filled with passions that she didn't really understand.
So she reacted.
"Aaarrrggghhh."
She spasmed violently and her cunt canal was filled with thick, heavy cream, which ran all over Cordova's driving hand.
Samantha fought for her breath, opening her mouth as wide as she possibly could in an effort to feed her starving lungs.
Cordova took his fingers out of her cunt hole and slowed down a little. Samantha rested her forehead on the sheet as cream lined her inner thighs.
This was the one chance he had to really teach her a lesson in addition to getting rid of a lot of the hostile thoughts he had for her so Cordova was determined to make the most of it.
He picked up his speed, wanting to take her all the way, wanting to give her a butt fucking that she would never forget.
He lunged in and out of her, putting all of his weight behind his thrusts, not wanting to hurt her physically but still wanting to make his point.
"Oh, oh, oh," she panted.
Samantha rode her orgasm down to its bottom and was immediately taken up by the beginnings of another one. It was impossible for her to get enough air and the room seemed to turn all around.
She got dizzy and the more he pounded away at her, the more excited she got, the more she strained towards her climax.
Cordova knew what was happening and gave her an extra little jab, hoping it would be enough to make her go over the edge. Samantha's head reeled as she came, her cunt flooding with cream, her whole body on fire, being completely consumed by her passion.
Cordova didn't know how much longer he could keep it up for. Enough was enough. He had made his point and even if he hadn't he had certainly made an impression and this certainly wasn't going to be the last time he'd have the opportunity.
He put on one last spurt of energy just before his balls released their load and he squirted into her seething asshole.
Samantha felt it hit her and it extended her orgasm, made it something it wasn't before and she cried out as she felt her body being drained of cream.
Cordova gave her one last shot before he was finally finished. He pulled his cock out of her asshole and sat down on the bed.
He breathed hard and fast and was sweating in spite of the breeze which made the curtains flutter away from the windows.
Samantha rolled over onto her side, her legs stretched out, her whole body shivering from spent excitement. Minnows of pleasure continued to dart through her, echoing satisfaction.
Cordova snuck a hand between her legs so he could rub her sex mound, sneaking a finger into her slit, finding her clit, poking at it with a fingertip.
Samantha responded by rolling over onto her back and spreading her legs and lifting one leg up a little, wondering if Cordova was going to fuck her again.
He wasn't.
Once was enough, at least for him in one day, considering who he was fucking. Cordova looked at her while he continued to rub her.
She was obviously a very attractive young woman. She was also rich. She was also a bitch, at least with him. She was used to getting her own way and he sincerely hoped her mother knew what she was doing, otherwise her daughter would be even more messed up than she already was.
Nevertheless, he still felt that there was reason to be optimistic. All he was doing was accelerating the natural growing up process.
And hoping he wouldn't turn her into a sex fiend in the process.
He could only relate to it so far. After that, it wasn't his responsibility any longer. Besides, he knew what his position was.
They were both manipulating him. The mother and daughter were very much alike although he doubted that either one of them knew it.
He sighed and felt like going to the beach where he could be alone and do some thinking but he knew it was impossible.
He took his finger off of Samantha's clit. Her inner thighs were splashed and lined with drying cream and her breathing was becoming more regular.
She finally propped herself up on her elbows, her breasts resting easily on her chest and looked at him, smiling.
"Well, well," she said enigmatically.
"Well what?"
"Life is full of surprises."
"It sure is."
"Nobody's ever fucked me there before."
"Did you like it?"
"It was different," she answered, looking between his legs at his limp cock.
"That's not what I asked you."
"Yes, I liked it."
"Good, we'll do it again sometime."
"I'd have to think about that."
"No you won't."
"My but we're getting assertive all of a sudden," she said.
"You wanted to play with grownups," he reminded her as he stood up.
"Meaning that I'm a child?"
"No, not that at all."
"Then what?"
"You've got to take some responsibility, that's all," he said with a shrug of his shoulders.
"I thought I was."
"Think again."
"Maybe I will."
Cordova put on his clothes. "Do you still want to go shopping?"
"Sure."
"Well, get dressed stupid or are you going like that?" he asked.
"I'm not used to being spoken to like that."
"You better get used to it."
"I might have to talk to my mother about you," said Samantha as she dressed. "You're getting very arrogant for a chauffer."
"Be my guest. I'll be waiting in the car."
"I'll be down in ten minutes?"
Cordova walked down the broad, curving staircase. Caroline was standing at the bottom, smoking a cigarette, like she was waiting for him.
"Have fun?"
"It helped to pass the time," he answered.
Then he went out to sit in the car and wait for her. He noticed she was walking a little funny and he asked her why.
"I'm a little sore."
"I have a feeling you're going to be a lot sorer."
"What do you mean by that?" she asked as she sat down in the back seat.
"Nothing in particular"