Page 43 of Freaks Of Nature
Pulling my fingers from her heat, I flatten her chest against the brick at her front and guide the head of my cock to her wet cunt. I tease her with the vertical frenum barbell, letting her swallow just the tip before I retreat and ease back in.
Emily clenched around me, so fucking eager to take it all, and I give her another inch. And then another before pulling out.
“Just like that,” I praise her, drawing my hips back and sinking into her again but no deeper than before. “Soak my cock, baby girl. Get it nice and slick. You’re going to need it when you take it up your ass.” She’s getting every inch of me eventually, just not like this.
I keep a grip on my shaft. Feeling her wet and ready heat bare against my skin, I shudder on each stroke. It’s not something I commonly allow myself. Like Ash, I always use protection, butwith Emily, I want this.
Although I would’ve pulled out too, if she weren’t on the pill. She doesn’t need to know that I’m shooting blanks.
Ash and I both had vasectomies. We made a pact that our DNA will end with us, but we like to keep that to ourselves. It would only raise questions as to why we took such drastic measures, and neither of us feels particularly inclined to disclose details about our upbringing.
My grip becomes slippery. “Are youready for me,” I hear myself ask.
Anticipation has me strung like a wire as I prowl the path to her tight hole with the slick tip of my cock.
I feel Emily tense. Her breaths judder.
I push.
I enter her gradually, letting her crown the head for a few seconds to adjust—I’m bigger than the plug; I knew she’d struggle. Then I proceed with my intent.
Another whimper carries to my ears, this one tinged with distress. “Mason… Mason, please. You’re too big. I can’t…”
“Yes, you can, baby girl.” I press my lips to her neck, and my hand settles on her right hip, squeezing her gently while drawing circles with my thumb in an effort to chase away some of her tension. “Your body was made to take me,” I affirm, sinking deeper. I can’t stop now that I have her pinned between the wall and my chest. That I’ve gotten a taste of her that way.
“You’ve been starved, little flower,” I say, releasing my fist in her hair. “Let me feed your dark needs. Let me be your devil.”
I slide my left hand up her throat to the base of her jaw. My thumb traces the edge, depressing the soft tissue below while my voice stays by her ear. “Let me show you how good it feels to be bad.” And then I give her one final thrust, burying the last few inches of my cock inside her tight passage.
Emily lets out a moan that’s all pleasure, and I twist her head, planting my mouth over hers to devour it.
More sweet moans pour into me as I start fucking her slowly, swallowing each one like they’re the best meal I’ve ever had. And other than her divine pussy, they are.
“You take it so well, baby,” I rasp. Grip firm on her jaw, I seal my lips to her, and make her bend for me.
My right hand leaves her hip. Finding my way to the cleft at her front, I impart some more attention there and slide the tip of my finger under the hood.
Emily jerks at my touch, but I only hold her tighter.
Adding pressure, I tease little circles while exploring further. Wedged in between her toned thighs, I flick over the sensitive bundle of nerves in my path.
I’m rough. I stroke the length of her seam unapologetically, curving my finger up into her as far as I can reach. I need to feel her shatter.
Emily’s body grows tense, then she convulses violently in my arms.
I ease up on her mouth to suck in a breath. “Don’t stop coming,” my voice chokes out. She feels so good clenching around me.
I work her without mercy, thrusting my hips into her. Harder. Faster. I’m so close.
I run the tip of my middle finger over her seam again and again until I feel my own climax peaking. The force lances through me like a bolt of lightning.
Locking my hips into her, I release every drop I got while my fingers continue their assault.
As my shivers subside still buried inside her, I feel her little muscles flexing around my cock again. She’s building up to another climax.
My fingers stroke her clit. “You like the feel of me inside you, don’t you?”
“Yes!” she cries out as the spasms of her climax lash at her again. “God yes!”
