Stone Cold: An MC Erotic Romance Read Online Free
Author: Kristin Fletcher
hand. Her hips twisted in dismay and her ass clenched and pushed off the bed in erratic humps, but she continued to push herself forward.
A single finger was suddenly not enough, so she added a second and then a third, feeling her pussy walls stretch with these added intrusions. The sensation had her shaking her head back and forth in a few moments, fighting against the twisting agony of her growing orgasm.
She couldn’t let herself come too quickly, not like she normally did when she masturbated, and she knew she wasn’t experienced enough to fake a good orgasm. So, pushing herself, and controlling it long enough so the release was as hard as possible, seemed like the only solution.
It wasn’t long before her moans were nearly constant, and her body was in continuous motion, begging to be released from the agonizing grip of her restrained orgasm. She glanced back at Chad and found him more interested now. There was lust in his eyes, and seeing it there made her rub her clit even harder.
Her legs and hips ceased to be under her control. Her heels were dug into the mattress and her hips rose and fell like she was fucking the air.
Moaning uncontrollably, her body writhing under the strain of a barely-restrained orgasm, she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Searching Chad’s eyes again, she whimpered in a desperate voice, "Is this what you want, Chad? Can I come now? Please?"
"Yes, Vicky," he told her, his interest now intense. "Let's see what you got."
She let go and her climax consumed her. Her first instinct was to stop her hands as soon as it engulfed her, the orgasm was already well past the point she normally experienced from masturbation. But she knew Chad would be disappointed with this, so she fucked herself even harder while the orgasm rolled her, pushing the climax to continue; rubbing her clit until her abs clenched up so hard they pulled her body and thighs up into a crunch. Her mouth and throat were fully engaged in her out-cry. She was able to keep the orgasm roaring, but it scared her. She felt she was fanning the flames of a fire that could leap out from her control to turn wild and vicious.
Victoria’s eyes rolled back, like an animal caught in a fire, her body quaked and convulsed on the bed, and then she simply couldn't keep her hands on herself any longer. The agony and rocking releases were more than she could endure. In a final act of defiance she gripped the bed with her right hand, clawing at the bed spread, while her left hand rubbed her clit furiously until the next spasm forced her to stop.
Gasping for breath, her chest heaving as she gulped at the air, she twisted in the aftermath, letting it ride her.
Her body was sheened, glowing with excursion, as her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. She prayed that she did it right. He had no way of knowing it was her first time, and trying to explain that would be too much like whining. Swallowing her nervousness, she looked back to him, hoping to see appeasement.
He was studying her, as if he was seeing something new, a new quality. Something he hadn't expected, something perhaps surprising, but she couldn't tell if he liked what he saw. After reaching over to snub out his cigarette in an ashtray on the dresser, he looked back to her, "Now get on your knees at the edge of the bed."
His voice was clear, and he wasn't slurring at all now. His face gave nothing away. She moaned with the possibility that she didn't give him enough, that she had done something wrong. Still shaking from her climax, she got her knees to the edge of the bed and put her ass into the air like he asked.
"Any of your college boys fuck you in the ass, Vicky?"
"No," she said and her voice came out close to being a squeak.
"I didn't think so, but that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass of yours." Chad told her. "You alright with that? Still want to be with me?"
Shivering
A single finger was suddenly not enough, so she added a second and then a third, feeling her pussy walls stretch with these added intrusions. The sensation had her shaking her head back and forth in a few moments, fighting against the twisting agony of her growing orgasm.
She couldn’t let herself come too quickly, not like she normally did when she masturbated, and she knew she wasn’t experienced enough to fake a good orgasm. So, pushing herself, and controlling it long enough so the release was as hard as possible, seemed like the only solution.
It wasn’t long before her moans were nearly constant, and her body was in continuous motion, begging to be released from the agonizing grip of her restrained orgasm. She glanced back at Chad and found him more interested now. There was lust in his eyes, and seeing it there made her rub her clit even harder.
Her legs and hips ceased to be under her control. Her heels were dug into the mattress and her hips rose and fell like she was fucking the air.
Moaning uncontrollably, her body writhing under the strain of a barely-restrained orgasm, she knew she wasn't going to last much longer. Searching Chad’s eyes again, she whimpered in a desperate voice, "Is this what you want, Chad? Can I come now? Please?"
"Yes, Vicky," he told her, his interest now intense. "Let's see what you got."
She let go and her climax consumed her. Her first instinct was to stop her hands as soon as it engulfed her, the orgasm was already well past the point she normally experienced from masturbation. But she knew Chad would be disappointed with this, so she fucked herself even harder while the orgasm rolled her, pushing the climax to continue; rubbing her clit until her abs clenched up so hard they pulled her body and thighs up into a crunch. Her mouth and throat were fully engaged in her out-cry. She was able to keep the orgasm roaring, but it scared her. She felt she was fanning the flames of a fire that could leap out from her control to turn wild and vicious.
Victoria’s eyes rolled back, like an animal caught in a fire, her body quaked and convulsed on the bed, and then she simply couldn't keep her hands on herself any longer. The agony and rocking releases were more than she could endure. In a final act of defiance she gripped the bed with her right hand, clawing at the bed spread, while her left hand rubbed her clit furiously until the next spasm forced her to stop.
Gasping for breath, her chest heaving as she gulped at the air, she twisted in the aftermath, letting it ride her.
Her body was sheened, glowing with excursion, as her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. She prayed that she did it right. He had no way of knowing it was her first time, and trying to explain that would be too much like whining. Swallowing her nervousness, she looked back to him, hoping to see appeasement.
He was studying her, as if he was seeing something new, a new quality. Something he hadn't expected, something perhaps surprising, but she couldn't tell if he liked what he saw. After reaching over to snub out his cigarette in an ashtray on the dresser, he looked back to her, "Now get on your knees at the edge of the bed."
His voice was clear, and he wasn't slurring at all now. His face gave nothing away. She moaned with the possibility that she didn't give him enough, that she had done something wrong. Still shaking from her climax, she got her knees to the edge of the bed and put her ass into the air like he asked.
"Any of your college boys fuck you in the ass, Vicky?"
"No," she said and her voice came out close to being a squeak.
"I didn't think so, but that's what I'm going to do. I'm going to fuck that sweet ass of yours." Chad told her. "You alright with that? Still want to be with me?"
Shivering
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