She stood up again, this time pulling at his shirt to make him follow her. When her butt hit the edge of the table, she pulled herself up on it, her legs urging him to settle his hips between them. Her skirt had completely ridden up her thighs, revealing her red lace panties, which were already soaked with her juices.
“Avelyn, baby…” These were the only words he could manage. He had wanted to say more, but it was impossible to think when her expert hands had already found his fly and were working to unbutton his trousers and pull his cock out. The moment she got to her prize, she started stroking him firmly, showing him she wasn’t joking. She was done with the games and teasing. She wanted the real thing.
“I want to feel your cock inside me…”
He moaned, and recaptured her lips with his, muffling those sinful words which had left her mouth. He pulled his trousers down, and then his hands went to the strips of her dress. He pulled them off her shoulders and down her breasts, interrupting the kiss to admire her red lace bra. He massaged her breasts, feeling her nipples grow hard underneath the thin lace. A second more, and his fingers fumbled on their way to her back to unclasp the bra.
“No, just pull the cups down,” she said, and removed his hands to pull the straps down her shoulders, just enough to release her breasts from their confines. They popped out right in his face, and he immediately took one pebbled nipple into his mouth. She moaned shamelessly, and he could tell she was ready to beg and scream tonight.
Avelyn was growing impatient. Her pussy was wet and ready, and she couldn’t wait for that thick, long cock to be inside her. She pushed her heels into his butt, urging him to press his whole body against hers. Max took the cue, and his hands left her breasts to travel down her sides, grope her hips, and rip off her panties. The sound of ripped material made her clit throb with desire.
“Please… Please take me hard and fast,” she begged.
Max couldn’t say “no” to that. He positioned himself at her entrance, and when the head of his cock parted her folds, he looked into her eyes. “Are you ready?”
“Yes.”
She placed her hands behind her on the table and leaned her body back to steady herself better. His cock pushed in slowly, almost teasingly. A sharp pain made her squeeze the muscles in her abdomen, and she struggled to relax and breathe evenly.
“Shh… the pain won’t last long. I’ll be gentle, I promise.”
He pushed deeper, watching mesmerized how her pussy swallowed first the head, and then the whole shaft inch by inch. When he was buried to the hilt, he stopped and looked back up at her face.
“Are you okay?”
Avelyn’s eyes were closed tightly, her brows furrowed. She nodded her head. “Mhm…”
He started moving slowly, tentatively. He grabbed her hips with both hands and leaned in to reclaim her mouth. They kissed feverishly. The table started squeaking in time with their lovemaking.
Avelyn broke the kiss. “Harder, please give it to me harder.”
“Gladly.”
His hips slammed into her, making her moan her approval. “Oh yes, like that.” His cock stretched her pussy and stuffed her so well, making her feel complete. It was like a void inside her had just been filled, and the thought that his hot cum would soon coat her insides made her stomach contract in anticipation. Sweet pressure was building in her belly, threatening to melt her legs and her body, leaving her a writhing, horny mess on the table.
Her pussy was so tight that Max could hardly concentrate on what he was doing. To make things worse, her full breasts were bouncing on her chest, right in front of his eyes, and her plump lips were parted, the red lipstick smeared on her chin and cheeks from their wild make-out sessions. Her body moved in sync with his, and his hips slamming against her wet folds made a loud, dirty sound. He couldn’t last long in these conditions. He had no doubts now: Avelyn was made of sex. She was made to be kissed, eaten, fucked. Her curvaceous body was an altar onto which he would happily bring his offerings to his goddess for the rest of his life.
“So close… touch me,” she moaned.
His right hand went to her hard, swollen nub. He was determined to make her orgasm before him. He rubbed the piece of flesh fast, and he couldn’t help looking down there, even if the sight of his cock moving in and out of her pussy almost made him lose control.
“You’re wonderful, you’re so wonderful. I love you.”
The words barely registered in her clouded mind. She was so unbearably close. Her pussy squeezed his cock, eager to take all of it in, and her clit throbbed with the need for release. “Oh, Max! Fuck me!”
There it was. The way she screamed his name almost threw him over the edge.
“Yes, faster. Please…”
He picked up the pace, barely holding himself back. If he were to use all his speed and power, he’d hurt her. Her soft, fragile body had not been made to take the mad assault of the beast inside him, the beast that was now lurking so close to the surface. The wolf could almost howl at the sight of the willing, fertile body spread beneath him, ready to take all he had to give, ready to explode under his touch and melt the moment his seed would fill it.
The table was moving dangerously now, but they were both too far gone to worry that it might break. An orgasm like she’d never had before took over Avelyn’s body, forcing her to arch her back almost painfully. Her toes curled as much as they could under the restraint of the sandals. She screamed her release and her walls clenched on the huge cock still pounding her pussy erratically.
Avelyn’s orgasm sent Max over the edge. “I. Love. You,” he marked each word with a long shot of cum, squeezing her hips, thrusting a few more times, riding his own orgasm, eyes closed, chest heaving with the effort.
They were both drenched in sweat and breathing heavily. Avelyn had opened her eyes first, wanting to see his face while he orgasmed, and when he opened his, he got lost in her lazy, satisfied gaze. They smiled at each other. Max’s shirt was stuck to his back, and the sweat started to cool on his skin. He gathered Avelyn in his strong arms, and left small kisses on her neck.
“My… my butt hurts,” she said reluctantly.