We change glances and his lips curl upward into a grin as he reaches for me, two of his fingers pressing down on my clit as go. I feel that electric pulse inside of me once more, and just a few heartbeats after that, a tiny spark of pleasure turns into a wildfire of delight.
My pussy clenches around his cock and I ease myself down, my knees touching the floor once again. I lean forward, my forearms across his chest as I tremble in ecstasy. I can’t even moan or scream anymore; my vocal chords have reached their limit, and all they can produce is a small croak of pleasure.
I roll to the side limply, spreading both arms and legs on the floor as I stare at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling at a quick pace. God, I’m so exhausted… And still, I want more! I don’t know what Arsen does to me, but whenever I’m with him I turn into an insatiable beast. Which works just fine, since he seems even more insatiable than I am. Between the sheets, we’re truly a match made in Heaven. That is, if we were between any sheets—it seems that with him we don’t even have the necessary patience to get anywhere near a bed. I’m not complaining, though; his naked body is the only furniture I need.
Taking a deep breath, I summon whatever strength still lives inside of me and go up to my feet as Arsen sits up.
Looking him in the eye, I throw him a dirty smile as I sashay across the living room and move toward the bedroom. It’s time to fuck on a proper mattress. With Arsen following after me, I enter the room and climb on top of the bed with my knees; I go on all fours and sway my ass from side to side as an invitation. I don’t need to say more; he crosses the room with two wide strides, firmly grabbing my hips as he positions himself behind me. I look back over my shoulder, a fire burning in my eyes.
“What are you waiting for?” I ask, biting down on my lower lip. “Fuck me. Hard.” Arsen throws me a coy grin and, grabbing his shaft, presses his tip against my folds.
“You asked for it,” he says and, with a smirk, thrusts. As his cock strains against my inner walls in its way in, a violent scream climbs up my throat and explodes in my mouth, waves of ecstasy riding through me as Arsen starts to fuck me viciously.
I lose all notion of time as he thrusts into me; my body burning as my mind slowly drowns. My rational mind vanishes into oblivion, and all that’s left behind the wheel are my primal and savage urges.
I thrust back at Arsen, matching the movements of his hips. My ass cheeks slap his thighs, the sound of flesh on flesh driving me even more crazy. I’m sweating once more, pushing my body past all limits and forgetting about the exhaustion that is seeping from my muscles to my bones.
Gritting my teeth, I exhale sharply as he spreads my cheeks apart with his hands; he then runs his index finger over my crack, placing it against my asshole. Slowly but steadily, he slides it in, a long moan tumbling out of my lips as I feel him go in. His whole finger inside of me, he starts to fuck me even more relentlessly; I’m not even moving anymore, I’m just there taking it in and trying not to pass out from all the pleasure.
“Arsen…” I moan, the way his name feels on my tongue like a perfect aphrodisiac. “Arsen…. Don’t stop! Don’t STOP!” I shout as loud as I can, my lungs hurting from the effort. I come violently, a shiver of ecstasy going up my spine as he stops moving, his cock deep inside of me.
My body still trembling, he pulls his cock out slowly, each inch that slides out between my folds making me tremble even more. The moment he lets go of me, I collapse on top of the mattress, seeing all black. I have to take a few deep breaths to steady myself, trying hard not to pass out. Who knew that obscene amounts of pleasure could make you pass out? I didn’t, but now that I do, I just can’t help but want to see how far I can go. I’m a woman who loves challenges, what else can I say?
Sitting up on the bed, I turn to Arsen and spread my legs, grabbing both my breasts as I look into his eyes.
“Don’t tell me you're already tired,” I tease him, pinching my right nipple between my thumb and index finger.
“You should know me better by now,” he shoots back, placing his hand on my knees and spreading
my legs even further. Approaching me, he grabs his shaft and guides it home, immediately thrusting without even letting me prepare for it. It slides easily inside of me, my pussy already used to accommodating his thickness. Rocking his body against mine, we start fucking again, all my nerve endings crying with delight. Christ, Arsen has given me more pleasure in an hour than all other men combined during my whole life.
My hands go to his back, and I lower them over the curve of his buttocks. Grabbing his ass, I urge him to go faster, bucking my hips at him as he thrusts. He takes the hint quickly enough, his rhythm growing with each stroke. Leaning into me, he goes for my breasts, laying his mouth right between them as he keeps on fucking me, his lips move over the curve of my right breast and he wraps them around my nipple, sucking eagerly.
I throw my head back, an exhausted moan on my lips as I succumb to his body. If the human body didn’t have all these silly limitations, I’d want to remain here forever, Arsen’s cock deep inside me. I mean, is there anything better than this in the whole world? I really, really doubt it.
Letting go of my nipple, he takes his mouth to my neck, nibbling at the soft skin there, and then moves upward to my ear.
“I can’t get enough of this,” he whispers, his hands on my hips. “I could fuck you like this forever,” he continues, almost as if he could read my thoughts. I open my mouth to speak, but I can’t even do that; my vocal chords are spent, and my brain is in no condition to form a coherent sentence. Thankfully, this is no time for conversation. He grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back, thrusting with such strength that I can’t help but open my mouth and scream, my throat burning with the effort.
He’s ravaging me, fucking me without grace or mercy. Like a wild beast, he’s showing me what a real man can do with a woman’s body. I bury my fingernails on his back, gritting my teeth and preparing for the incoming storm. I already feel its roar inside of me, thunder and lightning looming on my mind’s horizon. This time, I’m truly not sure if I can withstand this—I mean, how many times have I come since I got here? Too many to count, I’m sure.
Every single muscle in my body tenses up, my nerve endings charged with electricity as I feel the fuse of pleasure burning up. Two heartbeats, one deep breath, and I just explode: all the tension in my body frees itself, a painful scream leaving my mouth as my brain turns into mush. This is way beyond anything I have ever experienced… And still he keeps thrusting. He fucks me as if tomorrow would never come, ignoring all my shouts of ecstasy - my throat is raw and hurting, but I just can’t help it.
Suddenly, he stops; his body turns rigid, his muscles becoming as hard as concrete. I look at him, see him with eyes closed and gritted teeth, and prepare for what’s to come—and I mean that pretty literally. His cock starts to spasm and a thought crosses my mind. With both hands on his chest, I push him to the side and, moving as quickly as I can, I go down on my knees and lean forward. I wrap my lips around his cock just in time, a torrent of cum filling my mouth at once. Cupping his balls as he comes, I stay in place while he empties his whole load inside of my mouth. His flavor is salty and raw, manly like everything in him.
He keeps cumming for what seems like forever, his cum gushing inside my mouth with no end in sight. I feel my mouth becoming full, but even then I don’t pull back; I remain still, strands of cum dripping down my lips and chin. It’s simply too much for me to hold it all in my mouth, and it keeps on coming. Thicks drops fall to my breasts, my chin covered in his semen… Only when I’m a wet mess does he finally stop, pulling his cock out of my mouth with an exhausted grin.
Proud of what I just did, I smile at him, opening my mouth and showing him his own cum.
“You look lovely like that,” he says, leaning forward. His lips touch mine and, before I even know what I’m doing, I’m pushing my tongue inside his mouth, opening my mouth wide and swapping cum with him. Remember when I told you that the kinkier the better? This was what I was talking about: never in my life did I think I’d find a man with whom I’d be doing this… And damn, it feels just so damn fine!
When our kiss ends, I open my eyes and lock them on his; I lick my lips wantonly, scooping whatever cum I can, and just swallow it. He looks at me as if he were entranced, the expression on his face one of pure delight.
When I’m done, I simply collapse on the mattress, spreading my legs and arms to the side, exhaustion suddenly filling every fiber of my being. And this time, there’s no fighting it; the moment I feel the softness of his sheets against my back, I close my eyes and I’m out.
What time is it? Oh God, I fell asleep in Arsen’s apartment. I look to my side and there he is, his naked body still pressed tight against mine, the warmness of his skin seeping through mine.
It pains me to leave him. I wouldn’t mind closing my eyes and going back to sleep, my naked body against his… But there’s a whisper inside my head: I’ve got work to do. "King Henry," my new client, is going to call me at noon, and I want to be home by the time I get the call. Oh, who am I kidding? It’s not even about work… I just want to talk with him again.