Already, cunt juice was beading up on her bush. His tongue sought and found tiny dewdrop after drop. She was moaning constantly now, more aroused than she had been in days.
He was building up to a really fine fucking. The hollowness she felt in her pussy would go away after she got every single inch of that huge prick of his jammed up into her. She spread her legs a bit wider to allow him easier entry into her cunt.
His tongue felt divine. It was making her tingle all over, just as the sharp contrast between the warmth of the fire and the chill of the cabin made her completely aware of every nerve in her body. While her ass was cool, her cunt and tits were blazing hot.
"Go on," she urged. "Eat me out good. My pussy loves it!"
He gurgled something, but didn't bother repeating it coherently. They both knew it was unimportant. All that mattered to either of them was her pussy lips – and the deepness behind those labia.
His tongue shot out and speared deeply into her cunt. The flood of juices released made her moan and sink down to her knees. She was too weak to stand. But the mouth sucking and licking all over her snatch never left.
The bearskin rug under her buttocks was scratchy and irritating. She had somehow thought it would be soft and downy, fine to fuck on. If she didn't move, this would tear her smooth skin to ribbons.
"Don't want it here," she sighed. "Too rough on my skin. Must turn and move and…"
She began thrashing around as his tongue found her tiny clit. The spire of erectile flesh was throbbing with lust now. And when his tongue pressed it back down into its sheath of protective flesh, it sent out excited messages throughout her body. Her spine arched and she shoved her snatch downward toward the mouth giving her such fine pleasure.
And then she was thrashing, not with excitement but with the ice and iron grip of orgasm. He'd brought her off simply by tonguing her clitoris.
When she came to her senses, she was flat on her belly, her tits rubbing sensually – almost painfully – against the surface of the bearskin rug. The man's mouth was working on her soft asscheeks, tongue pressing down to her asshole.
When he got to her puckered anus, she came again. Her universe shattered into colored pieces. It spun and tossed her onto wild winds blowing through her mind and body.
She lifted her behind so that her lover could better stuff his tongue all the way up her asshole. When she felt the wetness, the softness, the imploring hardness of his tongue, she climaxed again. He tongue-fucked her ass until she was weak and sweaty.
Then she felt his long, rigid prick spreading her asscheeks apart. The thick globes of flesh were already quivering in lust. When the cock penetrated the space between them, she immediately came to her hands, and knees. There was nothing she wanted more in the whole Goddamn world than to feel his sweet prick fucking deep into her cunt.
"Go on, darling, let me have it – all of it!"
His hands moved sensually along her naked flesh. Then his fingers pressed into the curve of her groin. Pulling her body back, he inserted his prick into her cunt.
She groaned as he plunged balls deep into her cunt. One second, she was empty and wanting. The next, she had all the hot, quivering cock she could stand.
"Oh, fuck me, fuck me goooood!"
The fucking was good.
He pulled her body back into the curve of his crotch. They seemed to fit together perfectly, two pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. His prick descended into the woman's cunt like it was a heat-seeking missile aimed dead on target.
He plunged it into her seething body again and again until it gleamed in the dancing firelight like a silvered wand.
He felt like fucking the living hell out of her.
She shoved her ass back to meet his incoming cock. She groaned loudly as their bodies met and merged into one. His balls wetly slapped against her pussy-lips, made her feel an extra surge of desire.
"Keep going!" she begged. "I need this, oh sweet Jesus, how I need to feel that cock of yours fucking me!"
His hands gripped a little tighter around her waist. The woman's belly was heaving now from the exertion of the fucking. He stroked along the smoothness of her belly, then groped forward to find her dangling tits. He seized first one, then the other in a firm grip.
All the while he was fondling her boobs, milking them like a farmer milks his cow, he was driving the spike of his hard cock into her softly yielding cunt. The smoothness of her boobs, the way her tits grew and inflated with excited blood like overgrown balloons, all this made him even lustier. He was horny. He had to get his rocks off. He fucked harder.
And she came.
The feel of the hands working all over her tits had helped. The super-sensitive jugs were swaying to and fro under her body until he gripped them with firm resolve. Tiny volts of carnal electricity blasted into her chest, filling her with a tension that she had seldom felt.
This was a fucking she would remember. The tautness in her belly, the way her cunt burned with a hot fire, the tingling in her boobs, all signaled something special this time.
She abandoned herself to the feelings racing up her spine. The man's heavy body pressed down into hers. She had to work harder to support both their weights, but it was worth it. She was getting all the cock she could bear.
But it was the way he licked and kissed the back of her neck that added the special spice to this fucking. His mouth was restless all over her neck. His tongue licked across each and every bone in her spine before moving to her ear.
There, his hot breath made the flesh quiver. When he began to lightly nibble and kiss it, she came. When his tongue shot out, cock-hard, duplicating the motion going on lower, she came again.
No matter how she turned, he was there, stimulating her, making her come completely alive with the joy of sex.
His cock was working industriously at her cunt. The wet, squishy noise he made every time his prick shot up into her juicy cunt filled the room, mingled with the pleasant crackling noises of the fire. His hands were merciless in the way they gripped the base of her tits, then pulled toward the very tip. She became acutely aware of how they throbbed, how they made her gasp in delight. And the man's entire body rubbing across her softer, more feminine one was a turn-on, too.
Even the way her ass fit neatly into the curve of groin was a big thrill for her. She shoved her bottom into his body as hard as she could. This gave her lots of prick up her cunt.
She tried to concentrate on just one part of her body. Her tits. They swelled. They were going to pop at any instant. She knew it. They were shivering, covered with gooseflesh, tingly and ever so exciting. And the nipples! She just knew they were going to explode.
But no matter how she thought of the way his fingers stroked across the smooth expanse of her boobs, the man's cock always intruded on her thoughts. This was burrowing into the center of her being. This was what warmed her until she could barely stand the blast-furnace hot blaze in her gut.
The friction of his fucking had slowly burned away the thick fluids lubricating her cunt. Her pussy was ablaze now with a new feeling, one which she had seldom felt. She was slowly being consumed by an inner blaze.
When she came this time, the top of her head seemed to blow off.
"Aaaaaieeeee!"
Her screams of passion filled the tiny cabin.
"God, your cunt's squeezing down on me too hard!" the man grunted. "I don't know if I can stand that! So hot! And fucking tight! Tiiiiight!"
He felt his balls begin to chum under his long prick. The balls inside the hairy sac started boiling and lurching too hard for him to bear. He knew it wouldn't be long before she milked him of his come just like he was stroking her tits.
His entire prick was buried in her orgasm-convulsed cunt. He felt as if a velvet gloved hand had gripped his prick and squeezed as hard as possible. The soft pussy walls clamped down with the full fury of a raging come.