"Y-You're… you're too much, baby… absolutely beautiful," Shannon hissed between his teeth, the glass falling from his hand to the floor, not breaking, but being ignored by both of them.
She lowered herself slowly to her knees before him and between his legs. "Now, cheri," she whispered softly, looking up at him, a facet of mysterious light dancing on her moist lips and in her eyes as it might upon a chest of rare gems, "I must see you!"
Shannon made no move of his own while she unbuckled his belt, opened the waist and unzipped his trousers. His breath was a lump in his throat, his hardly believing mind a turmoil of lust, as her soft cool hand slid inside the cotton of his shorts to slowly grasp his prick and maneuver it out into the room with them. He grunted loudly at her touch and felt it lurch spasmodically in her hand.
"Oh God, cheri!" she gasped, her eyes engorging themselves on the rigid hardness of the long, thick member. "It's beautiful… beautiful…! And I'm going to love it so much… Oh, I know it's going to make me so happy…"
Shannon groaned again as her small, long-fingered hand almost, but not quite, encircled his shaft, and he saw the tiny drops of lubricating fluid that oozed from its tip in his mounting lust. He watched as if hypnotized as her white gentle hand massaged and stroked it, drawing the heavy foreskin back and forth, up and down… and then, all of a sudden, she leaned over it, her tiny pink tongue flicking out to lick away the moisture at its tip and he gasped and reached for both of her full, lush breasts, cupping and squeezing them in his big greedy hands, feeling their hard pulsating nipples press teasingly into his palms as slowly she lowered her head and her tender, wet, lipstick-rimmed lips ovalled, warmly encircling his cock.
Down… down… down. Her head seemed to go as she absorbed his throbbing prick up into the warm, moist enclosure of her mouth, her tongue lashing and working against its heavy veined, hard flesh in tantalizing rhythm, and then as she raised her head and her ovalled, clasping lips sucked their way to its very tip he could feel the incredible swirling motions of her tongue, until finally, its point taunted and exploded the tiny orifice at its end.
Christ! He was going to lose his mind! It was out of this world… he had to get his clothes off and get at her before his balls burst like an exploding firecracker!
"Wait!" he gasped hoarsely, pushing her back and moving to his feet around her, tearing at his clothes savagely. "I can't wait any longer! I've got to fuck you between the legs, now! Understand? Now!"
"Oui, oui, cheri. I understand," she said almost breathlessly, getting quickly to her feet and going to the bed to stretch out enchantingly before him, watching his frantic efforts to strip himself… and then, he was on top of her, his hot hungry mouth all over her face and lips, his tongue sinking deeply into her mouth and throat as his hands kneaded her heavy, swollen breasts and explored her body ravenously.
Expertly, she maneuvered him between her spread thighs and whispered: "Hurry, mon cher let me draw the tension out of you this first time… don't think of me… just yourself… Fuck me hard and shoot your cream into me until you're all relaxed…"
She reached down beneath her thighs which she drew up quickly, and he felt her cool hand take his prick. Her touch once more sent a shock into his rigid flesh and his uncircumcised foreskin ripped back as she gently guided him at her vagina, until he could feel the moist fleshy warmth and the soft, tickling curls of her pubic hair grazing against his shaft, waiting for its entry.
"Oh cheri. Cheri!" she whispered, losing the words in a groan which broadened and deepened as he lunged madly into her.
Her moist heat clasped him like a warm, resisting, velvet glove, and he swore aloud vilely as he began to pump and thrust vigorously up into her upturned pussy, long, urgent strokes that filled her receptive cunt to greater and greater depths.
Beneath him, her body quivered and trembled and her pebble-hard nipples pushed into him with a pointed, erect pressure; her warm soft belly brushed against his and her thighs clamped and unclamped, holding and releasing him as the warm clasping inner-muscles of her cunt sucked and pulled toward his much needed release.
"Oh… oh, Christ!" he groaned as he felt the velvety sheath of her cunt squeezing and sucking along the full length of his lust-crazed rod of hardened flesh.
"Cheri. Cheri, Mon Dieu… oui, oui… fuck me! Fuck me! Fuck me!" Madeleine whispered over and over again as she bucked and writhed in under him. "Cream into me, darling, cream into me!"
Her face moved from side to side; marks appeared on her lips where she bit them, and every so often her mouth came against his and her teeth bit into him and she sucked his tongue, then forced her own between his lips, gasping warm breaths into his throat.
"Oh… Oh… Oh!" Shannon gasped, his mouth falling open loosely. "I can't hold it back, baby! Christ, it's going to cum!" he blurted as he ceaselessly pounded his inflated cock deep into her white, rounded little belly with long cruel strokes. He could feel the hot, white sperm amassing within the reservoir of his throbbing balls as they beat a tattoo against her marvelously naked and upturned ass. Wildly, he thrust his tongue far down her throat and with harsh kneading hands, clutched the wide open cheeks of her lush white buttocks hard up against his ramming pelvis, while he slammed his now spewing cock brutally into her unresisting cunt.
"Oui… Oui! Cum cum, mon cher! Fill me! Fill me!" Madeleine urged him salaciously, at the same time, feeling the carnal delight taking place inside her as the turgid, pulsating head of his deeply sunk cock suddenly flared into a hugeness that threatened to mangle and tear her inner organs. It began to spurt! She could feel the delicious hot, white liquid shooting into her with the force of molten fire, sloshing around her dilated womb like great streams of searing lava.
Oh God, how she wished she could cum with him at that very moment, but she couldn't… she couldn't… not yet… almost, but not quite… Oh God… Oh God! Her eyes were closed and all of the time he shot into her, her mouth worked and trembled and her neck was strained as she thrust back her head in the intensity of her feeling… and then, trembling, he relaxed on top of her, and she put her arms around him, laying beneath him, neither of them speaking for several minutes. Finally, he rolled partially off her but she wouldn't let him go entirely, even after his limp member slid out of her; instead, she cradled him there between her wide-spread thighs and drew his head down to rest against her full, soft breasts.
"It was good, cheri?" she whispered.
"Damn," he sighed. "It was… it was… hell, there's no way to describe it, baby… It was terrific."
"I'm glad," she said into his ear. "My stomach feels full of you and I wanted it to be… and now you're relaxed…"
"For a minute," he said, his cheek pressed into the soft, resilient warmth of her heavy breast. He pursed his lips oddly, kissing the satin-smooth flesh almost from the side of his mouth, then taunting it with his tongue as he moved closer to the nipple and sucked it between his lips in the same side fashion. "But a hell of a long ways from being satisfied, angel… as you'll see in a minute."
His words caused a new and titillating sensation to spiral through Madeleine's still impassioned body. God, already she loved him. It was insane and unfeasible, ridiculous… even impossible… but it was true! She loved him… and she didn't even know his name… not his whole name. She ran her hand over his short cropped hair while his tongue and lips, nibbling and taunting her erect nipple, sent chilling fermentations jolting through her. She managed: "Ch-cheri… I don't even know your name…?"