Bliss
I could feel him inside of me, pushing deeper with every thrust.
Dinner was over, the movie was done, and we were on our way home. That’s when he decided out of nowhere that he needed to be inside of me. We pulled off the highway and into a Hotel’s parking lot. He told me that there were always cars in hotel parking lots and that no one would notice.
He took me by the hair and kissed me deep. His lips crushed mine, and I whimpered into his mouth as his tongue invaded and caressed. He worked his hand inside my blouse, roughly groping my breast through my bra. Again I whimpered, the lacey material tortured my upright nipple. I kissed him back, grinding soft lips together, trying to cover up the blissful pain.
With suddenness he leaned back and pulled my head down in his lap. I hadn’t noticed exactly when he had undone his pants and pulled out his half-life cock, but there it was, right under my mouth, waiting. I anxiously opened wide and pulled him inside my throat, slick tongue coating the delicious flesh with saliva. All the way down, and then all the way up, I could feel him hardening inside my lips. He groaned and relaxed, hand idly guiding my head up and down. I gladly accommodated, pleasant gasping mixed in with my slurping moans. I could taste little droplets of salty delight.
He was ready. He pushed me between the seats, and I easily flopped down in back. He was on me with carnal enthusiasm. My skirt was around my waist and he was between my thighs, I could feel his thick stalk trying to force its way inside of me. With two fingers he pulled my panties to the side, and then he split me open. One thrust was all it took to impale me completely. I screamed and tried to get away, flailing my arms, pumping my legs. He was just too big. I was pinned beneath him, forced to take the length of his wonderful cock. He was a monster. From the start he unleashed a series of spearing thrusts that stole my breath. I can’t even remember how many times I came. The sound of flesh colliding echoed inside the car, with fading sounds of my heart and his growls mixed in. He hooked one of my legs behind the nook of the knee and pulled it up over his shoulder, stretching me taut, forcing more punishment on my tight cleft. I tried to tell him no, but the word wouldn’t come out, stolen by the brutal entry inside my soft, wet walls. With that hand he reached under me, delving between the cheeks of my butt to find my anus. It was soaked in the honeyed juices that had dripped down from my orgasmic slit, and greased for entry. He didn’t hesitate. He accompanied a long insertion of his dick with the implant of his finger in my asshole. The orgasm that followed seemed like it would never end.
He fucked me, with his cock and his finger, sometimes rhythmically, sometimes with clumsy bestiality. Not quite an hour, but close. My body was turned and folded and fucked so wonderfully that I tingled with the residue of orgasm long after it was over.
Finally he shoved his tool deep and spurted jets of wondrous cum deep inside me, his finger going just as deep inside my tush. I clenched around him and held him tight, wanting him and needing him as deep as he could possibly go. A painful orgasm was ripped from my core, washing over his injecting stalk.
Bliss.
Dinner was over, the movie was done, and we were on our way home. That’s when he decided out of nowhere that he needed to be inside of me. We pulled off the highway and into a Hotel’s parking lot. He told me that there were always cars in hotel parking lots and that no one would notice.
He took me by the hair and kissed me deep. His lips crushed mine, and I whimpered into his mouth as his tongue invaded and caressed. He worked his hand inside my blouse, roughly groping my breast through my bra. Again I whimpered, the lacey material tortured my upright nipple. I kissed him back, grinding soft lips together, trying to cover up the blissful pain.
With suddenness he leaned back and pulled my head down in his lap. I hadn’t noticed exactly when he had undone his pants and pulled out his half-life cock, but there it was, right under my mouth, waiting. I anxiously opened wide and pulled him inside my throat, slick tongue coating the delicious flesh with saliva. All the way down, and then all the way up, I could feel him hardening inside my lips. He groaned and relaxed, hand idly guiding my head up and down. I gladly accommodated, pleasant gasping mixed in with my slurping moans. I could taste little droplets of salty delight.
He was ready. He pushed me between the seats, and I easily flopped down in back. He was on me with carnal enthusiasm. My skirt was around my waist and he was between my thighs, I could feel his thick stalk trying to force its way inside of me. With two fingers he pulled my panties to the side, and then he split me open. One thrust was all it took to impale me completely. I screamed and tried to get away, flailing my arms, pumping my legs. He was just too big. I was pinned beneath him, forced to take the length of his wonderful cock. He was a monster. From the start he unleashed a series of spearing thrusts that stole my breath. I can’t even remember how many times I came. The sound of flesh colliding echoed inside the car, with fading sounds of my heart and his growls mixed in. He hooked one of my legs behind the nook of the knee and pulled it up over his shoulder, stretching me taut, forcing more punishment on my tight cleft. I tried to tell him no, but the word wouldn’t come out, stolen by the brutal entry inside my soft, wet walls. With that hand he reached under me, delving between the cheeks of my butt to find my anus. It was soaked in the honeyed juices that had dripped down from my orgasmic slit, and greased for entry. He didn’t hesitate. He accompanied a long insertion of his dick with the implant of his finger in my asshole. The orgasm that followed seemed like it would never end.
He fucked me, with his cock and his finger, sometimes rhythmically, sometimes with clumsy bestiality. Not quite an hour, but close. My body was turned and folded and fucked so wonderfully that I tingled with the residue of orgasm long after it was over.
Finally he shoved his tool deep and spurted jets of wondrous cum deep inside me, his finger going just as deep inside my tush. I clenched around him and held him tight, wanting him and needing him as deep as he could possibly go. A painful orgasm was ripped from my core, washing over his injecting stalk.
Bliss.