Gisele Vs. Guitar Hero

Can he read my thoughts? The way he kisses me makes me feel like he's some kind of robot programmed for my absolute pleasure. He seems to know every single way to touch me to make me fall apart around him. His cock is pulsing inside me, so hard and making my eyes roll back in my head. His tongue over mine is sensual I could just cry. Fuck Stone feels so good. I'm close to being totally overloaded by the sheer ecstasy of his touch, but I'm going to savor every moment of this until I can't take it anymore. Then I'm going to suck it up and continue having the time of my life.

Sucking him up. I love tasting my pussy on Stone's cock. Every inch of him covered in every drop of me? There's almost something poetic in that, if not just totally sensual. I hate to be the one to tell Stone how to do his job, but maybe his song needs another verse and the sweet needs of something filthy in it.

I can't compose more music right now. I can't fathom any level of composure. I break our kiss, gasping for air and panting at his cock sliding in and out of my soaking pussy. A low moan escapes my lips but I dive against his collarbone and cry out against it. Stone shivers and pulls me closer, and the feel of his jutting cock shivering inside of me makes me clamp a vise grip down on his cock.

"Fuck, I can't decide how I want to die," Stone growls in a low voice that makes my nipples tingle just hearing it. "Fucking your face while that throat holds me in tight, or your pussy strangling the life out of my cock. Either way sounds perfect."

"I think you're forgetting a third option," I say before I realize what I'm saying. What? I'm spurned on our desire and I'm over here purring something totally lurid into his skin. Oh, we both know what I mean by that.

Yes. I'm the girl who just asked the doped up (un-doped?) rock star to fuck my ass in a public restroom in a club, which he just performed in. I gotta say, I regret nothing.

Stone grabs my chin and pushes it up so that I'm looking him in the eye. There's a wild, pure joy in his eyes. "Ya mean...?" Stone trails off.

"Big bad rock star," I say and inhale, exhale, riding the rhythm of his cock sliding in and out of me so deep and so hard and so far. "You can't say that I want you to fuck my ass if you want to die fucking me? Give me a real run for my money, right here, right now," I say. I don't know where I just found the motherfucking gumption to say that, but the truth is, I'm proud.

I'm not sure I've ever done anything this hot before.

"I don't have any lube though, Gisele, and I don't want to hurt you," Stone says, gripping my upper arms and looking in my eyes.

I wiggle on his cock. "Babe, you feel how slippery my pussy is right now? You can slide right in my ass right now."

"Oooh girl get it!" A lady exclaims inside the bathroom and I bust out laughing.

"You don't want to disappoint an audience, do you?" I say with a laugh even though I feel my face heat up. Yeah, I'm kind of embarrassed. But kind of proud. I've never done anything so daring before. Something so hot...

Stone laughs. A real, hearty laugh that makes his six pack abs glisten in front of me and makes his cock jump a little inside me. I could get used to this sensation. But, of course, I'm not going to, because now we have a very naughty plan underway.

"I'm about to leave that pretty pussy," Stone purrs, tucking a strand of my hair behind my ear. How he mixes that very sweet act with him pulling his cock out and then pressing right at the tight ring of my ass? I don't know. It all comes off as sweet, somehow, but I try not to let myself ponder it too much. I'm here for the ride, I tell myself. I mean, I'm more exhilarated than I've ever been in my life. But I can't let myself read too much into this. Nothing says I'm nothing more than some kind of groupie slut than fucking him in a club bathroom, right?

Okay, this is so not the reaction I wanted to have.

Stone must've noticed the shift, because he stops from pushing his cock up my ass and looks me in the eyes, holding my face up so tha

t our eyes meet. "You okay?" he asks. And there's nothing cocky or joking in the way Stone asks. I believe that he cares and wants an honest answer.

So why can't I just give him one and tell him that I'm so conflicted? I need to push these thoughts out of my mind. "I'm fine. Fuck my ass, Stone, right here in this club bathroom," I say, my voice getting husky with lust when I think about what we're about to do.

"Okay, Gisele, you don't have to tell me again," Stone says with a half grin. He pulls me up again, pressing his cock at the ring of my ass and shaking between my thighs, holding my ass up at just the right angle. His cock is still soaked with my arousal and it's more than enough for a slick entry into my ass. I groan out an inhuman sound of need and desire. Why on earth did I want this enormous pole impaling my ass of all things, and not even lying down, but in a bathroom and standing up?

Oh, that's right.

Because this heavenly cock is filling me up so good that I can't see straight.

Having him down my throat is delicious. Having his cock buried in my pussy is unholy good. But his massive monster of a cock rammed all the way up my ass like it is now is pure sinful nirvana. I've never felt so full in my life. So aroused. He pumps into my ass and I'm already shaking with an intense orgasm.

"I've got you, Gisele," Stone says, that tenderness breaking in his voice. I'm glad to hear it, and not just because it makes my clit twitch when Stone says my name. Because I'm coming, hard, and I can't hold myself up, even with the assist of the wall. I'm gasping for air and my whole body is quaking through the erupting orgasm. I'm having such an intense orgasm that my thighs and our stomachs are drenched in my cum. Soaking wet, dripping, sticky arousal floods all over us, and I'm ready to scream. I remember the taste of him and I sink my teeth into his shoulder. I'm groaning, whimpering, shuddering around him. His arms are wrapped around me in a bear hug and his hips are fucking up in my ass so damn good I'm dizzy.

"I've got you," Stone repeats. I hear him say it several times. I'm floating, falling through the heady sensations of the orgasm overtaking my body. He keeps fucking me and I keep gushing cum all over us. My ass is milking his cock and he's still rock hard inside me. When he does come, this watercolor sunset of an orgasm riding through me is just going to blend together. I see rainbows and sunlight behind my eyes, my whole body trembles. I'm hyper aware of how close we are and how hot we are and I'm unable to breathe for a few seconds. The intensity is dialed up to eleven. How did we get here? "Oh God," I groan against him and keep riding him, my hips lazily joining his intense exertions fucking up my ass.

"Death by Gisele's ass is the best fucking way to go," Stone says, his lips kissing my forehead.

It's so tender, and every sensation I'm already feeling has me on overload, I almost feel like I'm going to cry. I take a deep breath and push away that feeling. "You feel so amazing," I manage to say instead.

Stone's thumb strokes my cheek. "You do," he says. His voice is low. "I'm going to fill your gorgeous ass up with my cum. You're going walk out of here loaded up with everything my cock has to offer. Only you and I will know what a hot secret that'll be," he says, and he sucks in his lower lip and captures it with his teeth. I'm stilling rolling through fields of the endless orgasmic sensations that his cock in my ass seems to put on repeat, but watching him come undone is making me shake harder. I thought him singing my name was sensual? I feel his balls load up against my ass and his cock go from rock hard, to steel hard, to hot titanium, and I'm stunned. Hot, thick loads of his cum shoot deep inside me. The raw, primal sensation of him coming in my ass is so erotic. But his face is the most sensual, beautiful, incredible thing I've ever seen. Stone is practically etched with visual poetry, the way his face contorts in pleasure at the massive orgasm he unloads in my ass.

Stone's eyes capture mine, and hands dig into my back. He growls, loud, a roaring sound for a thundering orgasm that he's pounding into me. I'm falling apart around him and he's nearly emptied his balls into me. Without his death grip holding me up, I'd flop onto the floor like a pile of limbs.

When he's finally coming down from his own intense orgasm, he pulls his cock out. I gasp loudly when I'm empty ... well, his cock is gone but my ass is so full of his cum, I guess I couldn't exactly call me empty. Stone yanks my dress down and pulls me against him, holding me. "You okay, Gisele?" he asks me.