Stacy Vs. SEAL

“You’re insane,” he says, his voice loaded with hunger.

“I am,” I grin, sitting on his face and making it impossible for him to reply. Swaying my hips back and forth, I bend over and reach for his cock, stroking him fast. Wanting to please him as much as he’s pleasing me right now, I take my mouth to his cock and gobble it up once more.

We remain like that for what seems like an eternity, devouring each other as if tomorrow doesn’t exist. I suck him so hard that I’m actually surprised he still hasn’t came, but that’s for the best; it means we can still keep going. I can’t say the same for myself though; I’m on the verge of exploding again, another orgasm looming on the horizon of my mind.

A violent urge to scream takes over me, and I slide his cock out of my mouth and just rest my hands on his ankles for support. He’s jabbing at me with his tongue, taking my pussy lips inside his mouth and licking them dry; at the same time, he’s spreading my ass cheeks wide, the tip of his fingers right on the edge of my ass crack. Wanting to go further, he starts caressing my ass while he licks me, moving one finger up and down my crack. He finally stops his finger over my asshole, and my scream becomes more violent as he starts pushing it inside of me, overloading my brain with pleasure in such a way that I wouldn’t be surprised if I passed out anytime now.

Somehow, I remain conscious as I finally come, a sudden wave of pleasure washing over me and sending all the thoughts in my mind into disarray. I’m not screaming anymore; my mouth is open, but there isn’t any sound coming out of it. My vocal chords have given up on me, the muscles in my throat so spent that I don’t even know how I’m still breathing.

Somehow, I manage to go up to my feet despite my trembling legs. I turn around, all while still on top of him, and then sit back down again, except this time I do it with his cock under me.

“Still want more?” he teases me as I grab his cock.

“Always,” I whisper, and then ease myself down, my eyes rolling in their orbits as I feel my insides stretching to accommodate his massive member. When all of his inches are inside of me,

he bucks his hips fast and hard, and I do nothing as he fucks me. I just savor his body on mine, my fingers digging into his chest, while I gather the necessary strength to join him.

I take a deep breath and, finally, start to rock my hips, moving them back and forth in a flowing motion while he keeps on thrusting. I do it as fast as he is thrusting, and my hands are now like claws on his pectorals. I’m clawing at his chest hard enough to draw blood, but he doesn’t even seem to notice it.

“Fuck, that’s good,” is all he says with a groan, grabbing my ass cheeks and urging me to go faster. And I do it, going as fast as he wants me to. The muscles in my legs feel like they’re burning, but I push through, jumping up and down until both my mind and body simply quit on me.

A powerful wave of ecstasy shakes me to my core, travelling from my nerve endings to my brain in the blink of an eye, and hitting me in full force. I scream so hard that I almost rupture my own eardrums, my blood boiling inside my veins.

What I’m feeling right now is so intense that the world around me assumes a dreamlike state, the colors more bright and vivid, and the sounds becoming clearer. But I’m not in a dream, and I know that because the pleasure I’m feeling is so raw and intense that it’d be impossible for this to be anything other than reality.

“More,” I tell him when the strength returns to my vocal chords. “More,” I repeat, not even knowing what I mean by 'more.' All I know is that I want it, and I want it right now.

Climbing off of his body, I go on all fours right on the floor, wiggling my ass at him. He sits up, looking at me with an understanding look on his face. “More it is,” he whispers, more to himself than to me, and then knees right behind him, his hands hooked on my hips.

I swallow hard as he runs one finger between my ass cheeks, and then he starts pressing it on my hole. He slides it in, moving it back and forth for a while, and then pushes one more finger inside my ass, preparing me for what I really want in there.

“So good,” I moan as he fingers my ass, but then he just pulls his fingers out.

“No… but I’ll show you what’s really good,” he says, grabbing his cock and pressing its tip against my hole. A shiver goes through me as he does it, and my skin prickles in a fraction of a second. Then, he feeds one inch into my ass, and I can’t help but to scream. By the time his twelve inches are all inside of my ass, my scream has died down into a barely audible whisper of pleasure.

“Much better, isn’t it?” he asks me; I open my mouth to respond, but no sound comes out of it. Lucky for me, he doesn’t wait for a reply. Holding me by the hips, he starts to thrust, taking his time as he builds up the rhythm. His first thrusts are soft and gentle, but the fire in his movements starts growing and growing until he’s ravaging my ass so fiercely that I’ll be walking in a funny way for the next few days. I can already imagine Becca asking me why I’m walking like that, and I know I won’t have an excuse ready in time for her; saying I fell on the bathtub won’t quite cut it.

“So… fucking… good…” I moan, my vocal chords working again. My words only make him go harder and, at the same time, he takes one hand around my waist and presses down on my clit, rubbing it as fast as he’s thrusting.

That raw violent energy starts to pool in my muscles, and they tense up like wire. My lungs strain against my ribcage, and my heart is pounding inside my chest so fiercely that it might burst sometime soon.

“Don’t stop, don’t --” I don’t even have the time to finish what I'm saying. I go down from my hands onto my elbows, and I press my forehead against the floor as a thermonuclear explosion goes off inside my brain. Every single thought in its wake is destroyed and, for a moment, I don’t even remember where I am or who I am. All I know is that what I’m feeling is so good I’ve probably died and went to heaven. Because, really, if Heaven isn’t at least half as good as the orgasm raging inside of me right now, just buy me a one-way ticket straight to hell.

He’s about to pull his cock out of me when I reach for him, curling my fingers around his wrist. “No,” I tell him, “all the way.”

I don’t need to explain it to him. Without a word, he thrusts again, this time even faster than before. His movements are completely unhinged, and I know that right now it’s all about him. I thrust back at him, matching the motion of his body, and then I feel a violent spasm taking over his cock. It pulses viciously for a second or two, and then it simply gushes a raging river of cum inside of my ass.

“Fuck,” he groans, drawling out the word as he stops moving, his cock buried all the way to the hilt. I stop moving as well, my eyes closed as I feel the spasms of his cock. We remain like that, frozen in time, for what seems like an eternity, but when he finally stops cumming and pulls his cock out of me, I’m almost saddened that it’s over.

I’m about to sit up and turn to him when he lays his forearm across my lower back. “No,” he tells me, this time his turn to take the lead. “Don’t move,” he orders me. Grabbing both my cheeks and spreading them wide, he leans into me. I moan as I realize what he’s about to do, closing my eyes as I feel his lips against my hole, cum dripping out of it and making its way to my pussy.

He licks my ass relentlessly, using both his lips and tongue to lick it dry. My mind turns into mush as he jabs at my hole with his tongue, circling it and then going in and out, and I keep on moaning as if he were still fucking me.

When he pulls back from my ass, I think that he’s done, but I’m wrong, of course. He takes his mouth to my pussy and, sucking my folds into his mouth, he licks away all the cum there. He flicks his tongue at my pussy at a furious pace, his lip holding my folds one at a time.

Slowly pulling on my pussy lips, he finally pulls back and sits up on the floor, his head thrown back as he closes his eyes. I turn to him and go on my knees; placing both my hands on his hips, I close the distance between us and kiss him, feeling the scent of his cum and my pussy blending in and turning into a maddening cocktail of sin.

“I love you, Chase…” I tell him once again, looking into his eyes and realizing that, for the first time in my life, I really know the meaning behind the word love. It’s funny, isn’t it? There are books, songs, movies and what have you about love… But no one really seems to know what it truly means to love someone. Now I do, but I can’t tell you what it’s like. You know why? Because it’s the kind of thing you have to find out by yourself.