"You've got more'n what it takes. The other girls would have been insanely jealous. And I'm selfish. I wouldn't like having to fight off thousands of horny admirers to get to you."
She pranced around, her legs smooth and slender. Then she struck another pose, this one positively lewd. Lisa seemed to be peering at him from between her legs, her ass and pussy completely exposed. The grinning sex lips beckoned to him. His prick jerked once, then began to inflate as excited blood pounded into it.
She'd finally gotten him up again.
"You can't see the vision I'm seeing now," he said, "but it's superb! And feel this."
He went to her, took her hand and placed it on his slowly hardening cock. She smiled broadly as it stiffened under her careful stroking. In another minute, he was completely rigid and ready for fucking.
"So to the bedroom!" she cried.
Before he could say a word, she was leading him off. He had to follow her. The firm grip she had on his cock never lessened. She used it to make sure he didn't go wandering off and leave her. As if he'd even think of it.
"There!" she said, tugging him toward the bed. He landed flat on his back, rocking slightly as the springs worked overtime to take his muscular body.
Before he could move, she scrambled onto the bed and was straddling his waist. She hovered over his erection like a bomber over its target. With her hand guiding his prick, there was no way she could miss.
"Fire when ready!" he shouted.
"You'd better not! We're going to make this last for a while. Maybe all night. I told you I was horny. I meant it!"
He licked his lips as he looked at the sexy chick straddling his waist and hanging onto his prick. Balling her all night long wouldn't be bad at all. But it struck him as being out of place. Lisa was no prude. They'd fucked enough times for him to know that.
But this was totally out of character for her. She wasn't usually the aggressor in the bedroom. He had to make her come to him, make her respond, then things went like gangbusters.
This was a new Lisa he was looking at. Not only did she have that sexual hunger, she was willing to do something about it.
The way she was stroking his cock, promising it her pussy, he didn't give a shit. All he wanted to do was get on with it.
"How's this?" she asked. Wiggling her hips, she slowly worked her way down until just the pussy lips touched his captive cock. She groaned as she swayed to and fro making certain his cock received the fresh flood of her cunt juices.
"Great. But I'm going to go insane if you don't stuff it in. Damn it, I want to fuck you!"
She laughed. It was a deep, rich laugh. And then she lowered herself another inch. She gasped as the crown of his cock penetrated her sex lips. Feeling the rim of his glans rubbing across her inner pussy lips sent, a tremor rumbling into her guts.
She had to have more.
Still rocking from side to side, she let another inch slide into her cunt. It was pure delight. His cock was warm, strong. It pulsed and gave her a sense of well-being. She was close to a man, a real man. And he'd make her feel like a complete woman.
Her hand moved rapidly up and down his cock. She felt the friction mount on the un-greased flesh. The groan echoing from his lips told her how badly he wanted to be buried balls-deep up her cunt.
Another inch of cock vanished between her cunt lips. She squeezed down now. The trembling flaps of rigid flesh pursed around the huge girth of his prick. She felt split apart, filled with his manhood.
Still more awaited. She finally couldn't stand it any longer. Letting gravity do the work, she dropped heavily, the cock spearing deep into her twat.
They both gasped at the same time. She shivered as she took the entire length up her cunt. It had been un-greased until his prick smeared the juices up and down the length of her twat. The friction had burned like hell-like hell fires.
That set off a chain reaction in her belly. Her hips were continually twitching from side to side to work the spike of man meat even deeper into her cunt but it was the flames of lust that made her moan. She could barely withstand the sexual pressures building in her body. Without release, she would go mad.
"Oh, God, I can't take this! It's too gooood!" she croaked.
"You're not kidding," he answered. "Your cunt's so hot. Feels like a furnace inside. And the way you're squeezing down on me! Christ!"
His hips bucked a little off the bed. She shuddered again as his cock drove a half inch farther up her cunt. Then she knew this was fine, great, but there was more. With a little work, she could fuck herself on his jutting, upright cock.
She started, slowly at first, then building up speed.
As the cock left her twat, she felt the intense vacuum being formed in her guts. The seal between her cunt walls and the man's prick was almost perfect.
That couldn't last. When his cock slithered out of her twat, there was an obscene smacking noise. The very sound was enough to get her even hotter for his cock.
Being blind required her to depend on other senses. She couldn't see his fierce red prick. She only felt it with her hands, with her delicate cunt. That had to replace part of the stimulus she would get visually.
The sounds of the fucking also took on added meaning for her. She listened carefully to them, knew what every single noise meant. The wet slurping as his cock snapped free of her cunt gave her an incredible sexual surge.
Every nerve in her body came alive in anticipation.
She groped under her wide-open legs until she found his slippery prick again. She pulled it upright, then collapsed on it. The cock stabbed deep up her cunt once again.
"God, oh, God!" she moaned. "It's too much. Too big!"
"Fuck faster," he ordered. "I want you burning my cock off from the heat in that tiny little cunt of yours!"
Bending forward, she sought and found his lips. As she kissed him, her hips began pistoning up and down. The prick was nicely situated in her twat now.
The fucking began stimulating her in places other than her cunt. The way her tits dragged over his smooth chest sent tiny ripples of delight into her. The rock-hard nipples rubbed back skid forth as her hips jerked up and don. When her boobs felt like they were going to explode, she knew she was almost at the point of her climax.
"I… I can't, oh, it's… I'm cuming!"
His arms wrapped her and pulled her body close to his as her body went berserk. Hips flying she tried to split herself apart all the way to the chin on his cock.
The fires raging in her belly consumed her. Liquid fire seared her lungs, made her aware of every little thing around her.
She felt the huge crown of his prick inside her cunt. As the walls of her pussy contracted in response to her cum, she realized how thick the man's cock actually was. It was filling her to overflowing. She couldn't take it all.
Yet, she did.
The sounds of the fucking were droned out by the throbbing of blood in her ears. Her own harsh breathing made it so difficult to hear, she had to rely on her other senses. The woman could barely hear her on shrieks of pure sexual release.
The odors took on a new and different scent for her. The heavy male musk became mixed with her own fucking aroma. She was sweaty, her cunt dribbling out a huge quantity of juices and she'd bitten her lower lip so hard even blood flowed. She was vaguely aware of the salty tang in her nostrils from the blood.
The climax died but she still had the erection hidden in her pussy. She'd gotten off but he hadn't. He was still wanting to fuck, fuck, fuck until he got his rocks off.
"Keep going," he urged. "I love your cunt on my prick. You're swallowing me whole!"
She straightened enough to allow him to grip her tits. The hands fondled and gasped her in all the right places. He pinched the undersides of her boobs, then worked his way up to the ruddy areolas. In the center of the coppery plains were hard nipples, nipples pulsing with each heartbeat.