Gun Control, Part 2

Warning! The following work of fiction contains sexual activities between consenting adults. You must be at least 18 years old to read it.

E.Z. Riter wrote in message
news:uYNT2.4917$Bm3.300094@news20.ispnews.com ...

Ivan,

Was she holding a gun to your head to make you do it?

What actually happened, I was still licking her clitoris, pressing hard with my tongue until she cried out loudly, and her body tried to twist out of my grasp. I held on tight and kept between her legs, flicking her clit lightly whenever her body seemed to relax a little. Every time I would touch it she would yelp. "Ooo!" she would say, "Ooo!" Her nipples pinched up tight until her areolas all but disappeared.

She finally settled back down, but her face was still contorted with the grimace of coming. "Come here, come here, come here," she sighed, her eyes closed, her fingers weakly beckoning me forward.

I climbed up on top of her, my hips between her legs. Her juices covered my mouth and chin. My prick felt like an iron bar.

I kissed her, and she hungrily sucked my mouth. I imagine she could taste herself on my lips. My cock sought out her pussy and the head settled naturally into the vestibule between her swollen outer lips. The slightest press forward and I slid into the oily heat of my lover's wonderful cunt. We kissed open-mouthed as I pressed inwards until my cock was entirely surrounded by her sex. Her cunt felt so incredibly warm and inviting. My cock felt like it had arrived home after a long winter's journey. I paused, relishing the feeling of being inside her.

I wanted to just lie there buried full-depth, kissing and feeling her naked skin against my body. It seemed like we lay together like that for a long time, but I suspect the duration was at most one minute.

She adjusted her position slightly beneath me, and I moved, my prick slid a little, and the shudder of pleasure clutched my groin. I pushed back inwards, trying to regain my previous depth, and felt the physical joy again. I stopped kissing her and looked into her flashing green eyes.

I pulled out slowly, loving the feel of friction and heat all along the entire length of my prick. The way her cunt gripped me. And when I had almost completely pulled out, I reversed my direction and slipped inwards again. I felt the vibration of euphoria in my chest. I pumped with long, full, slow strokes. The tension in my chest quickly expanded to clutch my entire body.

Her hands caressed my hips as I felt my pleasure soar out of control. "Oh!" I yelled, and the ecstasy grabbed me and held me for an instant. And then it shook me hard. The pulse of my orgasm delivered my semen into her musky depths.

Even after I'd finished coming, my body trembled out of control. She squeezed my softening prick with her vaginal muscles, and she chuckled.

And that was just the start!

Poison Ivan
^ feeling pretty damned lucky these days