I open my mouth as instructed. He then pushes his four fingers inside, and at the same time, he buries his hardness into my body once again. He pulls back his hand from my mouth and stops entering my center. Instead, the fingers he pushed into my mouth are now in my love tunnel. He gently pushes them inside while his hot rod begins to tease my butt hole.

My eyes go wide when he enters me through there, making me gasp and moan aloud. Its searing pain and the pleasure of his fingers in my cunt are just another level of delectation for my body. My eyes roll back.

“Just relax,” he coos, burying deeper into my butt hole. “Good. That’s it, Cathy babe.” He groans as well when he is fully inside. He slowly moves inside before he withdraws his big shaft. “You’ll like this better, I promise.”

I give out another cry when he moves inside again, simultaneous to his fingers that are pushed into my center. He does tell the truth. It feels so good; it’s indescribable. The fullness I feel is just pure mind-blowing.

I created a series of moans and oaths as he incessantly pumps my body mercilessly while one hand pinches one of my hard peaks.

His tempo picks up, rocking my body wild. “Ahh… You’re so stunning right now, Cathy babe,” he says. “Scream my name.” With that, his already forceful thrusts become fiercer.

“Ohh… Barett! Barett!” I scream again and again.

“Yes, that’s it. That’s it, Cathy babe!” he says, panting. “Umph! Umph!”

I think I just witnessed a supernova as my body raptures finally. I feel like I just lost my mind for a few seconds while my body quivers under his hold.

Countless minutes passed by, he decides to move away to take off my bind, and he cuddles me in that early morn. He kisses my mouth before he embraces me tightly once again, and he rests his face in the nook of my shoulder, making me beam contentedly.

***

Barett is smiling at me as we both stand by the door. He is ready to leave the lodge, and my heart felt heavy because of it.

He caresses my face gently. “I can’t promise when I’ll be back,” he informs me.

But I don’t expect him to come back. Ever.

I just nod at him, refusing to show my bereaving heart. I don’t know why though.

After a lingering kiss, he waves at me goodbye. He then sits himself in the driver’s seat and blows the horn before the car reverses and speeds away.

After an hour, my niece arrives.

“I noticed some tire tracks before I parked,” Lori observes. “Someone came by?” She puts some bottles of fresh milk inside the fridge.

“Oh! I… may not have mentioned that… I had a guest,” I slowly tell her and didn’t meet her eyes.

“Barett Smith?” An eyebrow is raised and I notice a devilish smile on her lips. “He came by? Really?”

My mind is in a riot. What’s the fucking up? How did she know it was him?

“Oh, my God! Aunt Cathy!” she exclaims excitedly, on the verge of jumping up and down.

“What? What?” I feel the heat rush to my cheeks.

She laughs like crazy, holding her stomach. “Well… I kind of used your picture on this dating site. I swear I only wanted you to meet someone. You know, after my parents died, you never dated!”

“Huh!” I scoff. “Why would I if all the guys are cheaters?”

But then her face turns serious. “He’s so into you, Aunt Cathy. I told him all about you. He said he likes your dark complexion, dark hair, dark eyes, cute mouth and nose. Even your nice plump body. He said that he wants to meet you. So, I planned everything.”

I sit on the couch like someone has just given me bad news. My eyes waver and I feel like I’m going to hyperventilate.

“What was the last thing he said?” she asks curiously.

“He can’t promise when he’ll be back?” I reply, not really myself.

“That’s great!” she exclaims. Apparently, she is so happy to hear about it.

“No fucking way that it’s great, Lori! I don’t think he’ll be back ever!” I shake my head, looking at her with admonishing eyes.

“He will come back, Aunt Cathy!” she says confidently. “He actually gave me his number, you know? He just wants you to miss him.” Then she goes on to tell me more about him.

My jaw drops, and I laugh like a silly woman. God! Perhaps I’ll call that asshole next week?

The end