He was all mine. Every last inch.
I cupped his balls in my hand while rolling and stroking them. Inhaling through my nose I sank all the way down. Further than before. His eyes widened as his cock slipped into my throat.
“Christ, Katrina, I’m not going to be able to hold on much longer.”
High on how little control he seemed to have left, I drove down until his entire cock was buried in my throat. I was aching for it to be inside me, but I ignored the craving, and focused solely on his pleasure. My tongue was flat and caressing.
“Oh, fuck, I’m coming,” he growled. His fingers clawed into my hair and he tried to pull me off him as his hips began to buck uncontrollably.
I grabbed his hips and held on.
His abs were clenched and a sheen of sweat glistened on his skin. “You want me to come in your mouth?”
Looking deep into his eyes, I nodded.
He lost control then. Rearing he began to fuck my mouth harder. I let him thrust into my mouth and throat while I watched his face. He was savoring every second of this. A roar from somewhere deep inside of him tore out of his throat as his plunges became faster and more urgent.
Still I sucked. Up and down the long thick length of him. My cheeks were hollow and my jaw had begun to ache. His movements became more forceful, like a piston. I felt his cock become thicker in my mouth, the veins bulging against my tongue, as the first spurt of salty cum hit the back of my throat.
Grabbing my face, he drove the rest of his climax into my throat. I never took my eyes off him. I felt his hot seed slide down my throat and fill my belly. Eventually, his thrusts slowed, then stilled.
While his breathing returned to normal, I licked his cock clean. Then I looked up at him and grinned. “Well, we could go through the rest of those sixty-nine options, and hike down to my car for supplies at first light?”
He scratched his chin and looked out of the window. It was already pitch black. “That’s a plan, I suppose.”
“We’ll fill up on appetizers and wait for the main course.” I sighed, resigned to the prospect of waiting. I refused to make silly mistakes with my body. I had no room for babies or diseases in my life. There was still plenty of fun to be had without intercourse.
“In the meantime, I have an idea,” I added.
“By the look in your eyes I bet I’m going to like it.”
“Here, sit on the stool. I’ll do a dance for you. It’s kind of a specialty of mine.”
“Oh, my God.”
“Have you got any music?”
“Only what’s on the radio.”
I scanned along the airwaves to find anything I could move to. The channel that came through strongest played classical music. It was not exactly sexy, but then I found a country channel that was playing Carly Simon’s You’re So Vain. Perfect. I could work with that.
There were a couple of beams in the middle of the cabin. I could use those like a pole to show my strength and flexibility; and to make him drool. All my clothes except my panties were already off, so no strip tease segments to this dance.
I started off with my back to him on the other side of the beam. Turning my uninjured knee out I traced my foot up my calf and then pointed it out to the side. Taking hold of the beam with my opposite arm, I hooked my outstretched heel in my other hand. Raising my leg out to the side I levered myself into something that looked like a standing split.
“Oh, my God,” Cade ejaculated.
I held onto the beam and lowered myself so that my ass perched out from behind the beam in full view. With his attention fully captured, I danced around him, as sensuous as a snake in the garden of Eden. I moved my hips so close to his face, I actually caught him helplessly inhaling my scent. As his hand came up to grab me I slipped away.
I was letting the music guide my pace, but I was also listening out for cues from Cade. I wanted to give him so much visually I’d have him not just hungry but mercilessly hooked and addicted before we even began our next session.
I centered myself against the beam once more, let go of my outstretched leg and let it wrap around the beam behind me. Keeping my foot tucked there for balance, I leaned the top half of my body down and allowed my breasts to fall forward. Then, I twisted my body to a sideways position with my leg still hooked up to expose a sly view of my lady glory.
“Lord, have mercy.”
I giggled at his response, but kept it going: there was still the piece-de-résistance. Gracefully, I plucked out a long scarf hanging from a nearby hook and threw it around one of the beams. Facing Cade now, I held on to the two ends of the scarf and began to lean back as I slowly drew myself up. Hanging from the beam I suddenly opened my legs while keeping them straight.
There.
He was getting the full-frontal treatment. My whole pussy was at eye level, open, and exposed to his gaze. I knew I was wet and I was showing him just how wet I was.
“Oh God, I can’t take it, anymore.” Cade jumped up.
I turned around and shimmied my ass at him.
In a flash, he pulled on a pair of jeans and his shirt. Without a word, he snatched a torch from a shelf and bolted out of the door, grabbing his boots on the way.
I burst out laughing.
Cade
I burst through the door with all the luggage I found in her car. She didn’t just have one bag; there was an overnight bag, a purse, and a brown sack of groceries.
“You brought everything?”
“Yeah, I didn’t know which one had the condoms in it so I brought them all.”
She laughed at me.
“I’m glad you find it funny because I just ran down the mountains in the pitch dark, half-naked, and with a massive hard-on so I didn’t fancy doing that twice.”
She rolled on the floor with only her hair draped around her, laughing, absolutely naked, and breathtakingly beautiful.
I felt something flick inside me like a pilot light coming back on. It was a feeling that hadn’t been there for so long it actually took me a minute to remember exactly what it was. Joy.
I dropped the bags on the floor beside her. “Go on, find the damn condoms. I want to pick up where we left off before my insane sprint down the mountains.”
While she sat up and unzipped one of her bags, I rubbed my frozen hands together over the stove to warm them up before I touched her warm skin. She found a packet and, eyes shining, held it up triumphantly.
“Now show me your cunt again,” I ordered. “Exactly how you showed me just now.”
She shivered with excitement. Her eyes were glazed over as she lay back, spread her thighs wide, and showed me her sweet pussy. The flesh was pink and wet. Dripping wet. Fuck, just watching it made my mouth water for another taste of it. My dick was hard and ready to fuck. There was something between us and it was intense. I was swollen to the point of pain as I flung my clothes off and crouched between her legs. She was so fucking beautiful she looked unreal on the floor of my cabin.
I fitted the rubber around my shaft, and put a hand on her stomach. Seeing my callused, rough hands on her fine skin sent a jolt of excitement directly to my cock. I never wanted to claim a woman before. Plant a flag and say, I own this goddamn territory. But she made me want to act in that primitive way.
This woman made the breath hitch in my throat.
The scent of her pretty pussy filled my nostrils and maddened my blood. I pushed two fingers into her tight entrance and she made a lusty sound between a sob and a moan. Her body arched, lifting those full breasts up and exposing the creamy curve of her throat. It sent me into liquid meltdown.
“You finally get your wish. Wrap your legs around my hips, baby.”
Her lips were parted and her breath was coming out in shallow gasps. I swear, I’d never seen anything sexier than her at that moment.
I let the head of my cock press against her wet entrance.
“God, Cade,” she choked.
Slowly, I penetrated her, my cock head squelching against he
r juices, as it slid past the entrance.
“Oh, my God,” she gasped when she was impaled to the hilt on my dick. I paused and let her body adjust to my length and thickness. She lifted her head and her mouth found my lips. The kiss was hot and wet, our breathing mingled. I pulled out and plunged forward again, burying myself all the way in. I ate her cry of shock and ecstasy. She buried her face in the crook of my neck and nipped at my skin with her small teeth. That just made me swear and pound even deeper into her. I fucked her like I was never going to stop. She fisted her fingers in my hair and stifled her moans against my neck. With each hard thrust her clit was being pounded and she was being reduced to a quivering mess. It felt amazing. She was wide open and taking every inch of me.
“Oh God,” she gasped brokenly against my neck.
While I pounded her, I yanked her head up by her hair and captured her mouth in a fierce kiss. I mimicked the thrusting of my cock with my tongue in her mouth while she sucked blindly. I could feel her orgasm bubbling up through her body. Her pussy started clenching my driving cock. It was pure bliss. I kept on banging against her swollen clit until she gave a frantic wail.
“Oh God. Oh. Oh. Oh,” she screamed as her mind blanked and every inch of her body tightened as her climax raced through her. Her pussy was like a tight fist around my cock and it was driving me out of my mind. I started to pulse. I thrust hard one last time, then my balls draw up, and I started offloading. I kept thrusting into her, letting her squeezing muscles milk every last drop of seed out of me. Even when I finished shooting I continued riding out the orgasm. Her body was quivering.
“That was amazing,” she whispered, her eyes dark and glazed.
I didn’t dare speak.
We clung to each other. Like survivors of something incredible, unbelievable, unexpected.
Cade
I woke up suddenly. A weird dream where my mother was sitting at the end of my bed and combing her hair. I frowned. Strange, because I hadn’t seen my mother in two years and had hardly ever thought of her during that time.
Katrina’s warm, smooth body was next to me.
I turned to look at her. Blue dawn light poured in through the little square window next to me. It turned her gold hair into silver. Without touching her I ran my nose along the length of her neck, inhaling her scent. She still smelt of sex and excitement.
Not wanting to wake her up, I watched her sleep.
Now, I knew why I’d fought so hard to keep her at a distance. Some part of me always recognized I’d never be able to stop once I started anything. As I had guessed I was already lost to her smell, taste, and body.
I crept an arm around her, and she reciprocated by twisting her legs with mine.
“Morning,” she mumbled, still half asleep. I watched her try to open her eyes, but it must have been too much trouble, because she made a sleepy sound, and simply rolled to her side. With her back to me she wriggled her naked ass into my erection and calmly went back to sleep.
A few incredible seconds passed while I stared at her golden head in surprise. Then she froze and twisted back, her eyes still slumberous, but sexy, oh so sexy. “Oh, you’re real. I thought I was still dreaming.”
I had to smile. That was the cutest reaction I’d ever had to morning wood. She looked at me shyly.
“Have you been fantasizing about me, baby?”
Her cheeks looked like they were on fire. “Maybe,” she mumbled and turning over buried her blush in the pillows.
My curiosity stirred. I rolled her on her back, threw a leg over her, and supported by my forearms hovered over her body. “Oh yeah? Tell me what you fantasized about?”
“Oh, I have a few scenarios,” she said not quite meeting my eyes.
Images flashed through my mind, sizzling, intriguing images that made my cock jerk and hurt. I kissed a rosy nipple. “Tell me.”
She licked her lips. “It’s not all that exciting. Just a run of the mill mountain man fantasy.”
I grinned. There was no way she was leaving this bed without telling me. “What is a run of the mill mountain man fantasy?”
“You know, the usual wood chopping, bearded man stuff. Nothing special.”
“So tell me what it was. I want to know what turns you on.”
“I’d really like to keep that private if you don’t mind,” she mumbled.
“What if I tell you mine after, hmmm?”
Her eyes widened. “You fantasized about me?”
“Obsessively,” I confessed dryly.
She smiled. “Okay, basically, I’m cleaning the cabin. It’s a very hot summer day so I am wearing nothing but one of those French maid style, black and white, frilly aprons. Then you come in, you’re shirtless, of course, and you take me from the back. Really hard … and … um … we don’t use a condom.”
I stared into her lovely eyes.
“I mean, I’m not saying I want to do that, or that I do that sort of thing. I’m super careful with my body. Funnily enough, it was my father who sat my sister and me down and taught us that when I was thirteen years old. Both of us were too stunned and weirded out to even be embarrassed. As a matter of fact, I haven’t been in a lasting relationship since I was sixteen. Anyway, I couldn’t even if I wanted to. I’m not on the pill. I know, I know, too much information. I always babble when I’m embarrassed.”
God, she was such an innocent.
“Condoms have no place in fantasies,” I murmur. “I wasn’t wearing one either when I fucked you again and again in my head.”
Her eyes widened with surprise. “You did.”
I nodded slowly.
“How hot were you for me?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe. I took you in every conceivable position. You don’t even want to know some of them. They were that crude.”
“But you were so cold and horrible to me.”
“Put it down to pure frustration. I was fucking horny all the time, and I had to watch you bouncing around the place totally unaware of what you were doing to me.”
She giggled. “Did you masturbate?”
“I might have. Did you?”
She blushed. “Yeah.”
My eyebrows flew up in surprise. “What, down there while I was up here?”
“No, in the hot spring.”
“While you were naked?”
“Of course.”
“Go on, show me how you played with yourself.”
“Later …” She raised her face to mine. Our lips connected and she slowly leaned back against the pillow pulling me with her, inviting me to explore her. God, she felt so damn good.
Her tongue dipped between my lips and I licked back, tasting her. She was soft and as delicious as warm peach. My hands slid down her silky skin. The need for her was screaming at me, but I didn’t want to rush things. I wanted her, but I wanted her slow and easy.
She jerked her hips upwards and it sent an electric shock straight to the base of my spine. Damn. She was making this hard.
I buried my face in the valley between her breasts, but her scent brought me to the brink of coming. I couldn’t resist licking her, tasting her. The sudden tremor through her body caused by just the simple touch from my tongue sent me crazy. Her head was pressed into the pillow, her throat exposed. It made me mindless with desire. Mindless with wanting to see her howl my name again erratically, while I pounded into her. I bit that soft space where her neck met her shoulder and she cried out. I snatched my pillow, and lifted her hips high enough for me to slip the pillow beneath her.
Then, I ate her pussy.
She pushed back at me as I licked and sucked and bit and worshiped at her altar of sweet sensuality. I pushed my tongue into her, as deep as I could get, licked the wet walls and she babbled like a mad woman and begged for satisfaction.
I moved lower and licked the tight ring of muscles. She jerked her hips uncontrollably. No one had done that to her before. She whimpered like an animal. I slipped a finger into her pussy, and inserted the slickene
d digit into her glistening entrance.
It entered easily. I added another finger and slid both in and out of her warmth. Her heat drove me crazy.
“Fuck me there,” she said, as she lifted her hips and spread her legs even wider.
Oh Fuck. My dick jumped at the sight of her complete surrender. I pulled my fingers out, and positioned myself between her open legs. My dick jumped with impatience. God, she was hot.
The condom lay in its packet as I pushed my fingers into her pussy and used the slickness to coat my cock. I pressed the wet head of my erection at her tiny pink ring. Watching her face, I saw her slow down her breathing and relax her muscles. Her mouth parted in a gasp as the mushroom head went in, but then I was shocked by how smoothly her body welcomed me in. She sighed as I slid into her glorious heat.
I pulled out and pushed back in again and again, harder and deeper until I was balls deep. Only then I broke eye contact with her and looked down at our coupling. Her pussy was wide open and my cock was totally buried in her ass. The way her body was wrapped around me made me feel almost feverishly possessive of her. This woman was mine. This was my privilege and mine alone.
I dipped my fingers into her pussy and used my thumb to circle her clit.
Her eyes widened. “Oh, yes. Yes. Oh, yes.”
I intensified my thrusts. Her passion matched mine and guided my movement, until I felt as if we were parts of a machine. Perfectly aligned and flawlessly in tandem. The heat and the tightness were indescribable.
Then she said the words that drove me over the edge. She begged me to own her. I fucked her like a crazed beast, until her head flung from side to side, her pussy gushed all over my fingers, and her mouth opened in a scream of bliss.
I clamped my hands on her hips and thrust even faster into her until I exploded. All that I was fused with all that she was.
Oh FUCK!
Cade
By the time we woke up again the sun was bright and fairly high in the sky. It looked like it was going to be a beautiful day. A day where it would be feasible to travel into town using these old mountain roads.
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