Banging Reaper

by Sweet, Izzy

  “Yes,” I whisper, finding my voice.

  His hands roam over my back then I feel his fingers trembling while working the clasp of my bra.

  Before I know it my bra joins my dress on the floor.

  His hands cover my breasts, cupping them, covering them. Giving them a hard squeeze. I’m even more aware now at how rough and calloused his hands are. His skin scratches against my nipples. I moan, arching into his hands while my nipples tighten into hard little points.

  “I’ve been dying all day to get my hands on these.”

  By the breasts Chase pushes me back until I’m bending over the bed. Then he comes down with me, hovering over my body. He buries his face in my neck. I shiver as his hot breath pants against me.

  His hands knead my breasts until my breasts feel impossibly heavy. Small, needy little sounds escape my lips. I’m squirm against the bed. Chase’s head dips lower.

  “I have to taste you,” he groans.

  My arms wrap around his neck and my hands cup the back of his head. I hold on to him as his mouth covers my breast, pulling him closer. He pulls back a hard suckle while breaking the tight grasp of my hands. I nearly come off the bed with a scream.

  His mouth is so wet, so warm. Inside I’m melting.

  He makes hungry sounds as he sucks on me. His tongue flicks back and forth.

  “Oh my god,” I start to cry out.

  Chase groans a needy groan and his tongue swirls.

  Intense pressure fills my belly. I can’t stop squirming, moving. My nails dig into his scalp and he sucks harder. I feel a sharp pinch then realize he just nipped me.

  His hands never leave my body, he never stops touching me.

  Roaming, his fingers travel lower, dragging and exploring each quivering inch of me. He grabs my panties then he rips them down. I hear the fabric tearing and feel it being peeled away.

  The air itself is like a cold bite as it hits my drenched pussy.

  Chase wastes no time. His fingers slide through my slick folds. So thick, all I can think of is how good it would feel to have them thrusting inside me, curling inside me. Stroking against the insanely sensitive spot that is guaranteed to bring me to a mind-blowing release. I can only imagine what it would feel like to have him touching me there right now.

  The pressure continues to build and build. My breasts heave as the air seems to be thickening, it’s becoming increasing difficult to breathe.

  He releases my nipple with a wet smacking sound and rises up. “Fuck, you’re soaking wet.”

  I writhe against the bed. My clit throbs painfully. He’s killing me. I’m literally going to die if I don’t get him inside my body. My nerves are frayed. Every cell of my body is crying with need.

  “Chase, I need you inside me. Please fuck me,” I groan out and thrust my hips upwards. “Please.”

  His fingers pause. I hear him suck in a harsh breath. Then he’s moving, his body sliding back up my body. He settles himself between knees.

  “Fuck baby, you don’t have to beg.”

  One of his hands cups my cheek, cradling me tenderly while his other reaches above me. At some point he must have thrown a condom on the bed. I see the flash of foil then see him tearing it open with his teeth.

  I don’t think I’ve ever felt this horny in my entire life. Something has to happen, something now. The throbbing is spreading, coursing down my thighs. If we don’t do something soon, the aching pulse of it is going to drive me completely out of my mind.

  I reach out, plucking the condom from his grasp while saying, “Let me.”

  Our eyes meet and I think for a moment he might try to stop me. But then Chase gives a nod of his head and I watch the muscles in his neck tense as I reach out and wrap my fingers around the base of his hard cock.

  I take immense pleasure in watching his eyes close, squeezing together as if he’s in pain. He groans, his head falling forward as my fingers deftly unroll the condom down his hard length. Just as I reach the base, I start to stroke my hand back up to the tip.

  His head snaps back up. His one hand grabs up both my hands to stop me. He lifts my arms, pinning them above my head.

  “Last chance to back out, Avery,” he warns me.

  I can’t back out. I’d do anything he’d ask me to do right now, I’m so crazy with need.

  I jerk my hips up, my eyes meeting his eyes. I’m becoming bolder now, more desperate. “Do it,” I tell him. “You said I don’t have to beg.”

  I feel a nudge, the head of his cock sliding through my lips. Something feral passes over his face.

  He looks at me as if he wants to wreck me.

  My breath catches. My lungs no longer work. The anticipation alone will be the death of me.

  His fingers tighten against my wrists. His head drops as if he means to charge at me.

  Then with one thrusting movement he’s filling me up, impaling me on his incredibly thick shaft.

  I’m pretty sure my eyes just rolled into the back of my head. I don’t think I’ve ever felt so full, so complete. He’s touching every single deep inch of me. It feels in order to accommodate all of him my body is threatening to burst at the seams.

  But just having him inside me isn’t enough. Even though he’s stretching me, pushing my body to the limits of what it’s able to accommodate, my body wants more. He needs to move.

  My walls clench around his cock.

  He snarls out, “Fuck you’re tight,” through his teeth.

  Fuck, I want to tell him, you’re so big.

  He pulls back, his cock almost slipping from me.

  “No,” I whine, finding my voice. “Don’t leave me.”

  He drives suddenly forward, filling me with intense pleasure.

  “Never,” he growls.

  It’s the end of reality as I know it. Chase fucks me so hard, at some point I’m quite convinced he’s going to pound me through the mattress. The pressure grows until it feels as if every part of me is swelling.

  My body rocks. The bed creaks. He never stops, never loses his rhythm.

  I’m the one who falters. I’m the one who is out of her mind with need and gasping for breath. “Chase,” I say needily, over and over.

  It only seems to spur him on, somehow he penetrates me deeper and deeper.

  My head tosses back and forth. Our hips crash. Our bones spark as they grind together. He’s so deep inside me, I feel his balls slapping against my ass while his pelvis smashes my clit.

  That’s it. I can’t take anymore. The last strings of my control snap and I unravel. I let out a breathy scream and my hips buck wildly as I explode with my orgasm.

  Wet waves of release roll through me. So much, so intense, I feel like I’m gushing.

  “Fuck, Avery,” Chase chokes out.

  His hips roll, keeping himself buried deep. I’m vaguely aware of him swelling and pulsing. Vaguely aware of myself as I clench and spasm around him.

  My release seems to go on forever, it feels like a never ending orgasm.

  “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Chase continues to groan as he pumps his warm seed inside me until he’s completely spent.

  His fingers relax around my wrists as his body slumps. I immediately reach up and wrap my arms around him.

  I groan one last groan and his weight comes down fully on me, sinking me into the mattress.

  Chase buries his face into my hair and we just lay there, catching our breath. Catching ourselves.

  Eventually, I drift off to sleep feeling him nuzzling against my neck.

  Chapter Eight

  Chase

  Okay, I’m not sure what happened first. Was it her orgasm causing mine or did mine cause hers?

  I try to keep my weight from crushing her into the mattress as I feel myself going semisoft. Wanting to be inside her for as long as possible, I hold myself up until her pussy slowly squeezes me out.

  Once I’m out, I roll away and stretch out on my back. Reaching down, I yank the condom off. Shit, even after jerking off today, it�
�s so full it almost burst. After tying the condom into a knot, I toss it into the wastebasket next to her nightstand.

  I pull her sheet up and over us as she wraps herself around my side. Her hand comes to rest on my chest. I look down and god I want to start all over again with those kisses.

  Her kiss is almost like pure sex. I can't describe how hard it can make my cock just feeling her lips against mine. I’m tempted to wake her and see if she is ready for round two.

  My stomach, however, grumbles loudly. I should probably take care of feeding both of us first.

  She makes a quiet whimper as I pull away from her and stand up from the bed. Good lord, just looking down at her sexy body as she lays partially beneath the white linen sheet stirs something inside me.

  I admire her smooth skin and her black hair as she gets comfortable on her side. She looks so achingly beautiful and so completely different from what I’m usually attracted to. I smile down at her and then turn away after making sure that the image of her splayed out like that is forever burned into my mind.

  Avery is completely different from the usual girl I go for. Different not only in personality but also in looks. Hell, even from where I normally go to pick a girl up at from home. She is the proverbial girl from the wrong side of the tracks.

  I’m not sure what it is exactly that inflames me about her. In looks, she is the sexiest woman I have ever seen much less ever touched but I just can’t pin down why.

  I don't consider it bragging when I think of the models I have dated. I’m used to picking a woman up at her home in the more affluent neighborhoods... Not the hood. I look around the apartment kitchen, it’s small but homey. I think by all the knickknacks she’s trying to make it as best as she can but she must not have much to work with.

  “Fuck,” I mutter as I look in her freezer and then the fridge.

  I see a bottle of ketchup. That’s it. She has a bottle of ketchup, a few string cheese packets and two packets of Raman noodles.

  Not much else in the way of food unless I wanted to eat some cat food. She definitely feeds this little bundle of fur, I think as I reach down and let Sebastian rub his cheeks against my hand. He’s a friendly chunker.

  “Pizza it is,” I mutter as I sneak back into her bedroom and grab my jeans from the floor.

  I don’t know where my underwear or shirt ended up so I pull my pants up without underwear. I grab my cell and look up the closest pizza place around this part of town and quickly order a pepperoni pizza and a pizza with everything. I can’t tell what her tastes are as the entire kitchen is empty of almost anything that resembles food.

  What I am doing here? She is so far from where I usually find myself.

  I head into her living room to turn on the television but after what only takes a minute, I can see there’s only an ancient tube TV sitting on the stand and no remote anywhere to be found. No remote. Wow. And the couch looks like something the seventies puked up.

  The only thing around that looks like it was manufactured within the last decade is the small black stereo shoved into the corner. At least it has a docking station for her phone. She is seriously not my usual.

  “Not my usual,” I mumble to myself.

  Sitting down on her couch I can’t help but smile. Going down the list of things that she is not is weird. She's not blonde. She’s not petite or blue eyed. I tend to go for blondes with little waists and big tits. And I'm usually not even an ass man but Avery... Dear god she makes me an ass man, a tit man and those legs, holy shit those damn legs. They are equal parts muscular, sexy and fucking long. She also has a mane of hair on her, those long black locks of beauty. Her green eyes stare into my own with an interest I don't usually see from other women. And I have only known her for less than twenty-four hours. I haven't felt something like this attraction that I have for Avery before with a woman. She makes me feel feral with how much I want her as mine, and I absolutely refuse to share her with anyone else.

  The intercom in her apartment buzzes about thirty minutes after I ordered the pizzas and as I open the door, I can hear quiet shuffling in the bedroom. Closing the door, I look back down the short hall to see Avery standing there with the sheet wrapped around her body. She’s absolutely the picture of just been fucked.

  “I ordered us some pizzas,” I say as I walk over to the kitchen table.

  I watch her move as she walks over to the cabinets and grabs a couple of plates. Her body is framed by that white sheet wrapped tightly around her, and I find it incredible that she can make me think of sheets as sexy.

  “Thank you,” she says quietly as she comes over to the table and stands there for a moment.

  I’m not sure if I am invading her space or if she might be uncomfortable with me here.

  “You okay, Avery?” Man even her name makes me feel warm inside. What the fuck is happening to me?

  She nods her head and she sits down across from me while tucking her sheet in a way that keeps it covering her breasts.

  “Yeah, sorry,” she apologizes. “I am still kind of groggy from the nap. What kind did you get us?”

  I open the boxes and pull out a slice of each. “I wasn't sure what you would like so I ordered one with just pepperoni and one with everything.”

  I smile when she smiles.

  She tucks a long strand of loose hair behind her ear and says, “I like pizza. Any kind of pizza.”

  “Me too.”

  We eat a little but when she accidentally dribbles a bit of pizza sauce on the top of her breast and swipes it up with her finger to lick it off with her pink tongue... Well fuck I’m not made of stone, even if my cock instantly feels like it is.

  I drop to my knees in front of her and pull her chair out, away from the table. Her eyes open up in shock as I lean forward and kiss her hard on the lips.

  My head snakes down between her thighs and pushes the sheet up, away from her bare little pussy.

  I can't just dive right in though, her inner thigh just begs to be licked, and that’s what I do. I nip it very lightly as I look up at her. I'm not going to rush this. I want to do my best to ruin her for any other man for the rest of her life.

  “Oh my god,” she groans out as I swipe at her inner thigh with my tongue and her legs spread.

  I slowly inch my way up towards her pussy. I can almost feel the heat radiating from it. Those wet lips are begging to be licked and suckled on. I lick one side and then the other, just outside of her tight little hole. Then I taste her.

  It is exactly as I thought it would be, ambrosia.

  Diving in, I can't help but to try to devour her. I can feel her body shuddering as I place her legs over my shoulders. I am not going to stop until she tells me to, and I might just ignore her if she does.

  I eat her through two body quaking orgasms before she pushes me roughly away from her.

  Her hair is damp from sweat, and her eyes are warm with need.

  “Please take me to bed, Chase,” she asks, sounding breathless as she pants.

  I lift her up into my arms and carry her back to bed. Laying her down, I spread her legs gently as I slowly lower myself between them. My throbbing cock is leading the way. I thought I was hard earlier but now I am actually aching. Just being able to take her to such body shaking orgasms has my cock dripping pre-cum all over her sheets.

  I reach over to my pants and grab another condom. One left. I wasn't even sure this would happen tonight, now I just hope I brought enough. I quickly roll the condom onto my cock.

  Pushing slowly into her sweltering heat, I groan with her as I fill her fully. I slowly pump in and out of her, each thrust feeling like a moment of bliss. I almost cum when I feel her walls rippling and gripping me.

  She cries out and I lower my weight onto her after a few long strokes. I want to feel her breasts pushing up against my chest. Fuck there’s nothing like this. Her hands begin to make slow circles on my back as she raises those sexy hips up against my own.

  Quickening our pace, I start to thr
ust harder as her hands reach down to my ass, her nails digging into my flesh as she pulls me harder and harder into her. Her legs clamp around my waist. I push myself deep between her legs as I feel the hot throbs of semen racing out of my cock. Each push deep into her releases another shot.

  “Fuck!” I exclaim as I fight through the locking of my muscles and continue to thrust into her moaning body.

  She reaches up and bites down on my shoulder as she lets out a short scream. When she’s done, she pulls back and falls against the bed. I slowly lower myself onto my side and pull her with me.

  Reaching down for the condom, I pull it off and knot it then score another basket as I toss it to the garbage.

  “My god,” I breathe out. “Your body feels like it was made to fit mine perfectly.”

  “I have never felt so well satisfied or perfectly sapped of all energy,” she groans into my chest.

  After pulling her sheet up and around us she latches onto my side tightly.

  “I don't think I can move my body if I had to, that was amazing,” I say and kiss the top of her head.

  After the day I’ve had, I fall asleep with her in my arms and sleep like the dead.

  Chapter Nine

  Avery

  I’m sore, but sore in a good way.

  My thighs are achy and my throat feels a little raw. I think I overdid it a bit last night with Chase. I definitely got carried away. But it was worth it, so worth it. I feel utterly sated.

  I wouldn’t even get out of bed if my bladder wasn’t screaming at me.

  I try to roll over but there’s a heavyweight pinning me down. I squirm but if anything the weight becomes heavier. I peek over and he’s still here.

  Chase is sleeping soundly in my bed with his arm thrown over me. He must be sleeping well, his lips are slack and a bit of drool glistens at the corner of his mouth. He snores softly.