Caramel Flava
“What if I would have said the easy way?”
“I knew that you wouldn’t.” Kibryia shifted his weight so that Tiara was lying on top of him. “Sit up and slide yourself on this here dick.”
Tiara spread her legs just enough for him to reenter her body.
“Mmm, oh Kibryia.” She slowly descended on his pleasingly colossal cock. “This is so unfair.” Using her PC muscles she pushed him out of her vaginal canal and closed her legs. “You know that I have to go.”
“Nice trick but, um, by the time I unlock the doors you won’t want to leave.”
“I can’t believe that you have taken me hostage.”
“I have taken you more than hostage, Boo, you are going to be my sex slave. I am going to fuck you until your pussy is molded into the shape of my dick and you are going to love every minute of it.”
“I’m going to have to fight you every step of the way, Kibryia.”
“I know—that’s why the house is locked. This is a war that I have every intention of winning, battle by battle. Now, get on this here dick like I told you.”
“No!”
“Now see, you are going to learn how to obey as well.”
“Obey?”
“Obey!”
“You?”
“Me!” Kibryia gripped Tiara by her hips and settled her on the head of his dick. He thrust his hips as he pulled her down on top of him, working his way deep into her body. “And no one else but me.”
“Oh my God, Kibryia,” Tiara moaned, “not again, no, baby no.”
“Yes, sweetheart.” He ground his hips, making her cry out and dig her nails into his shoulders. “Ride, baby, come on now, take a ride with me.” Tiara moved up and down gingerly, riding slowly, softly. “No, my sweet, I will make love to you softly tomorrow, but tonight we are making love hard…hell, we’re fucking. Your body is hot, wet, and ready for me to take.”
“Then take control of me until I readjust to you, love.”
“No repeats, Tiara, I did that a year and a half ago when we first got together. It’s your turn today. This is your dick and I want you to ride it as such. You take control, baby, show me how much you want me; how much you’ve missed me; love me enough to be completely free with me always.”
“I’ll do my best.” Tiara sat up as far she could. She looked into Kibryia’s eyes. “Close your eyes, love.” She moved her hips in a circular motion while he bucked. She took his hands away from her hips and pushed them up above his head. “Be still, just arch your hips up a little bit and hold yourself there,” she instructed. She took over riding his massive cock as hard as she could stand. But before long, as her pleasure heightened to its pinnacle, she rode him with a mindless salaciousness. Her throaty, passion-filled cries escaped her body as if they were being forced out of her with every pummel onto his dick. “I’m going to cum, love! Help me!” Kibryia joined in, moving his hips, meeting Tiara in the middle stroke for stroke. Her body froze, caught up in ecstasy like a deer caught in headlights. She was held there suspended in an agonizing need, on the edge of the highest cliff wanting to dive into a sea of lubricious gratification. But her body would not relent. Her breath caught in her throat. Tears welled up in her eyes and spilled over onto her cheeks. Kibryia reached out and gave her clitoris a swift hard pinch, which instantly sent her over the edge. Her pleasure washed over her as she collapsed on top of him. She was worn-out, depleted, and somnolent…barely able to keep her eyes open.
“Oh no, lovely, it’s not over yet.” He continued to move inside her with deep, purposeful strokes. “I want your pussy to milk every ounce of cum out of my dick. Come on now, baby, do that little thing that you do. Work them muscles for me, baby, let me feel your grip. Go ahead and give my dick a little squeeze.”
Tiara was frustrated; her attempt to even try to move her vaginal muscles proved fruitless.
“You can’t do this to me, Kibryia, you can’t push me this hard.”
“I can and I will.” He rolled her over onto her back, rolling over with her, on top of her. He held her legs open as he rammed deep into her, harder and faster still. Tiara’s body responded, in complete contrast to her level of exhaustion. She thrashed about, her mind spinning, her very being on autopilot. Her desire outweighed her fatigue as she overexerted herself to the point of sure weariness. Her body trembled uncontrollably. Sexual yearning and pure lust raged through her body, boiled up inside of her, and pressurized to the point of combustion.
“KIBRYIA!!!” she exclaimed before falling completely still, fainting, yet her juices still seeped out of her body. Satisfied with his effect on her, Kibryia sought his own release, after which he gathered her into his arms so that she lay on his chest, and settled in for the night.
All else was forgotten.
Cracked Butterfly
Mariposa deshecha
Teresa Lamai
I can’t stand human beings after a day in criminal court. So I’m glad the industrial district is deserted after six. As I make my way home, the desolate November wind smells like burning garbage. I stumble every time it the frigid current gusts out from between the buildings. Halfway home the misery is increased by a sideways, freezing rain cutting into me.