Page 18 of His Gamble

Her velvet walls are hot and wet. I find a seam high at the front that makes her jump and thrash.

Her scents drive me mad. I want her tits, her thighs, her ass, her pussy and her mouth, all in my mouth, all on my tongue, all mine at once. She scrapes my head with her nails, pulling my face tight and deep between her wonderful soft thighs. Her legs tense and shudder. I push harder, but soften my lips to wet her hood and press her mound.

She moans and cries out my name, like she’s begging for mercy. I harden my tongue and squeeze and tease her with my hands. Her pelvis rocks her pussy in my mouth and she bursts, squirming and gushing into my mouth. I pull her down by her ass, dragging her deeper into my mouth as she shakes and shouts.

Her hand slips over my face. She says, “Oh,” and takes her fingers to her lips.

When I rise, unbuckling my belt, opening my pants and hauling out my fat, livid red cock, her face glows. Pleads.

I bend her thighs up. Hang her ankles over my shoulders. Push her deep into the buttery leather upholstery. Rub the hard underside of my shaft along her folds and up to scrape at the base of her pearl.

Her lips spread to hug and kiss my hard flesh. She claws my waist. Impatient. I let out a chuckle. The vibration between us sends her shuddering.

I lean forward. She stretches up to kiss and lick my lips and my face.

“Take me, Adam. Make me yours.”

I draw my hips back, slipping the slick head of my cock along her channel, dropping it to slip into her entrance. She’s so tiny there.

I’m an idiot. I ask her, “Am I your first?”

Her smile is radiant, but I’m furious with myself. “I should have waited. I shouldn’t take your first time in the back of a car.” Her chin flattens and her grin stretches, mischievous. Bordering on evil.

Her hips rock, tipping up hard. Pushing to swallow me. “Too late,” she shouts. Her pussy stretches.

I push in. She stretches and grips around me, resisting. Then she opens, with a pop I could almost hear if she hadn’t been yelling my name. Climbing and scraping my back. Shouting, hammering her fists. Stretching her mouth wide, biting my neck and shoulder.

Her hips roll and shake, drawing me deeper in. Sweat pools between us, and her neck reddens as I slide and push higher inside her.

Frantic, she seizes my face. We kiss, fast, hot and savage. Her legs tremble and she softens, sucking. Wet. Welcoming.

I feel the currents course through her like snapping ropes of energy.

Her face screws, tight and red. Her hair thrashes, shining wet. I’m holding on, determined not to let go. I want to feel her roll and crest at least one more time. She claws at my waist, grips my ass, pulling me in, scraping my back up and down. And she shouts at the point of her release.

I think we are going to have to live somewhere totally isolated so I can hear her yell my name, all day, every day, and all night long.

Gripping, grasping, wrapped around me, she sighs and shudders.

For a moment we’re still. Breathing hard and heavy. Holding each other. We kiss. She asks me, “Can I get on top?”

I hold her and squeeze, feeling her move. “You can do whatever you want.” I kiss her. “I would love to see you and feel you on top of me.”

“I won’t be too heavy for you?”

I laugh and lift her. “Try me.”

Her mouth opens as she takes hold of me. She dives to lick and suck on my cock. Her soft, eager wet tongue and the warmth inside her mouth are almost too much for me. I grip her hair.

I let her do what she wants, but I’m relieved when she clambers back up and straddles me. Her eyes widen as she pulls me inside and settles herself down onto my pole. Her generous thighs and her soft ass cheeks roll and ripple, warm, soft and almost unbearably sexy on my hips and thighs.

Her breasts bounce in the soft silk pleats of the twisted red ball gown. I reach up to grasp them. Feeling the soft, waving bounce in her curves snaps all my nerves tight and and sets tingling tremors from my thighs and abs all over my body. I can’t hold on for long.

My cock rises to the occasion, swelling fatter and making her pull her hair as she bounces harder.

“India, India, I love you.”

“Oh, God, I love you, Adam.”

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