Python: A Secret Baby Bad Boy Romance

by Alexis Angel

  “Oh,” I sigh heavily, thrusting against his hand and swaying my hips from side to side. Using just one finger, he starts running it up and down the length of my pussy, turning my sighs and into moans.

  “Today’s a special day,” he whispers into my ear, still moving his finger up and down. “Today marks the first day of our new life,” he continues, and then his finger stops moving. “And we’re going to fucking celebrate,” he tells me, sliding his finger past my folds and, hooking it upward, pushing it right against my G-spot. A throaty moan escapes my lips and I lean back against the couch, surrendering to the electric feeling that laces my whole body like barbed wire.

  A wicked desperation guiding me, I flatten my hand against his crotch, massaging his thick shaft in hurried circles. Growling like a wild animal, I unbuckle his belt and pull it out from its loops. I open the top button of his pants and then, still moving as if have no time to lose, I pull his zipper down. His cock pushes back against the fabric of his fingers, pressing down on my knuckles, and I almost go crazy. God, I can’t believe that I’ve fallen in love with the most handsome man on Earth, and that he loves me back. Swear to God, we’re going to fuck every single day for the rest of my life.

  I’m about to pull his boxer briefs down when my body suddenly tenses up; Austin presses his finger against my G-spot in such a way that my muscles become as solid as concrete, a sharp needle of ecstasy stabbing my brain. I open my mouth to scream, but no sound comes out. I breathe out as pleasure chokes me, a raging orgasm taking form inside my pussy, clawing at my insides and threatening to explode, which it does.

  “FUCK!” I hiss between my gritted teeth, my muscles twitch as I claw at Austin’s back, my fingernails like knives on his hard muscles. My teeth are pressed together so tightly that they might shatter at any time, and it even seems that my bones are rattling.

  “This is just the start, babe,” he whispers, turning his hand around and placing his thumb over my clit. Without giving me any time to catch my breath, he starts massaging my clit while, at the same time, he pushes one more finger inside of me. Flicking his wrist, he fingers me with fast strokes, his thumb circling my clit in such a way that I can’t help but keep on hissing, pleasure turning into sound on my lips. “You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you?” he asks, a teasing tone in his voice.

  “Y-yes…” I manage to say, commanding my mouth to move. Speaking is almost impossible when every single inch of your body is receiving a lashing from pleasure.

  “Then I want you warmed up for it,” he continues to speak, moving his finger in and out of me at a urgent pace. It feels like my mind is slowly fading, every single thought inside my head being replaced with the echo of lust and ecstasy. Then, I feel the crackle of electricity inside of me and --

  “OH GOD!” I shout, throwing my head back again and burying my fingernails in his back. By now I bet that he looks as if he has spent the night fighting a leopard. A very sexy leopard, mind you. “Your cock…” I find myself saying, hooking my fingers on his boxer briefs and pulling them down with such a violence that he groans. “I want your cock. Right now.” I curl my fingers around his shaft and, losing no time, I start moving my hand up and down his long inches, stroking him as he slowly slides his two fingers out of my pussy.

  With a groan, he rolls to the side and sits down by my side, his cock slipping out of my fingers as he sits. Moving like a wild cat, I slip down from the couch and go down to my knees in front of him, reaching with both my hands for his mast. Grabbing it, I start to stroke him again, my hands moving so fast that they become a blur.

  Completely hypnotized by his cock, I start leaning in. I part my lips and --

  “I’m so sorry!” Mistress Strokes yells from behind the couch, her still wet hair clinging to her forehead. She has a long towel wrapped around her body, much like I did before, and her mouth is hanging open as she takes in the scene. “I didn’t… I didn’t know you guys were… I’m so sorry!”

  The old feelings from Lester’s apartment come back. I know she’s not going to sleep with Austin. And she’s not going to take him away.

  But why am I getting excited thinking of having her join us?

  Why does it feel so naughty?

  Without even thinking, I smile at her. “Don’t be sorry,” I tell her, my brain buzzing with the possibilities. Austin gave me a night I will never forget when he pulled me into Python’s stage, so I’m going to give him something he won’t forget anytime soon either… “Come here, Mistress,” I tell her as I go up to my feet, peeling my fingers off Austin’s cock. I walk around the couch and grab her by the hand, guiding her back to where I was kneeling. She comes after me, completely stunned, but then her eyes widen as they find Austin’s enormous cock.

  “Oh, God,” she mutters, and my smile becomes even wider.

  “That’s right,” I whisper, looking at Austin’s cock as well. I still can’t believe that this is my man. I usually don’t like to share, although I don’t mind being shared, but I’m going to open an exception right now. Because, well, this is Mistress Strokes. After what just happened between the three of us, this seems like a fitting ending to our night.

  I grab her towel and tug on it, forcing her to let go. It slides off her body easily, leaving her naked. Austin just looks from Strokes to me, and then raises one eyebrow. Are you sure? the look on his face seems to ask me, and I grin at him. I’m more than sure.

  Holding her by the hand, I go to my knees and pull her down. She buckles under her own weight and joins me in the floor. Still holding her hand, I guide it toward Austin’s cock and we wrap our fingers around his shaft at the same time. She’s looking as his gigantic shaft as if she’s in a trance, and I can tell that she’s loving every second of it. She never thought she’d have a chance with Austin… But now here I am, giving her something that most women can dream of, a moment with a perfect man.

  We stroke him at the same time, my hand on top of hers, and we start going so fast that Austin starts to groan. “Fuck,” he whispers, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. I take the chance to lean into me and, this time without anyone left to stop me, I part my lips and tilt my head to the side. I press my mouth against his shaft, and my heart starts beating faster as Strokes joins me, placing her lips on other side of his cock. We lock eyes for an instant, and I can see that we are in sync; right now, our purpose is to please Austin, to make him feel something that he has never felt before.

  “Oh, fuck,” he groans again, and we start sliding our lips up and down his cock. I take the lead and wrap my lips around his cock; moving slowly, I open my mouth as wide as I can and push his cock inside of me.

  Strokes takes a supporting role, going down to the base of his cock and then further down; she opens her mouth and sucks one of his balls in, rolling it around her mouth. Somehow, she manages to open her mouth so wide that she fits his two balls inside of her, sucking eagerly. That just makes me want to go harder; I start bobbing my head up and down as fast as I can, rolling my lips over his mast in such a way that the muscles around my neck start to cramp up. But I don’t let that stop me, oh, no. I go even harder, pushing past all my limitation until I can barely move.

  “I… need… to… fuck you,” Austin breathes out, placing his hands on top of my head and forcing me to stop. Moving so fast that his movements become a blur, he goes up to his feet, making his balls pop out of Strokes’ mouth. He reaches for my hands and, grabbing me, pulls me up to my feet and then throws me down on the couch. He doesn’t even wait a second; he climbs on top of me, pressing his body on mine, and guides his cock right where it belongs. I let out a wild moan as I feel his cock parting my inner lips, and then strain against my insides as he slides it inside of me with one anxious thrust.

  He holds his position for a few seconds, the tip of his cock pressing deep inside of me, and then slides out slowly; that, of course, just so he can thrust again. And that’s exactly what he does: he thrusts in one hurried movement, his shaft burying its
elf inside of me and he starts building up a rhythm.

  I cross my legs around his waist and, burying my fingernails on his back, I succumb to the movement of his hips. My eyes are closed and, even though, I’m trying to open them, it seems that my eyelids are so heavy it’s a miracle I have ever opened my eyes.

  “It’s… so good,” I moan, my nerve endings firing off and setting in motion a chain reaction. There’s a chemical whirlwind inside my body, endorphins raging through my bloodstream and blending in with adrenaline, and I know where all this leads to, one mind bending orgasm.

  “It is,” Austin agrees, placing one hand on my cheek. I open my eyes to look at him, and a mellow smile takes over my lips. It’s almost hard to believe that this is real isn’t? By all means, I shouldn’t have gotten an happy ending like this. But, when everyone thought of me like a poster girl for disaster, the world turned around on its axis and gave me a chance.

  “You’re everything to me, Austin,” I tell him, losing myself in his eyes. It’s true; forget about money, fame or what have you. All I need in this world is for him to stay by my side.

  “So are you, babe,” he smiles back at me. But then his tender smile starts widening and turning into a wicked grin; with a glint in his eyes, he starts to thrust even harder than before, and my only response is one hard scream. I feel his cock pulsing inside of me, and each time that happens it almost feels Austin is going to rip me in two. But that doesn’t happen, of course what happens is that a violent scream claws its way up my throat and, as pleasure explodes inside of me, I cry out as loud as I can.

  Fireworks go off inside my head, and I swear I can feel my bones rattle. My muscles twitch and spasm, and it seems as if my spine is one fire. Right now, my body is like a red hot piece of coal, and my only pressure valve is the scream I’m unleashing. I don’t even know for how long I climax; all I know is that by the time the waves of pleasure start calming down, my limbs feel as heavy as a slab of concrete. My legs fall from around his waist, and even my arms slide out from around his neck.

  “You okay, babe?” I hear Austin’s voice coming at me as if he’s in a whole different continent.

  “I’m… I’m good,” I force myself to say, and then I grin at him. “I’m good for more,” I tell him, and he acts on it before I can even blink. Still with his cock inside of me, he goes to his knees and, grabbing my legs, pulls me closer. Then, before he even starts to thrust, he turns to the side and looks at Strokes.

  “Enjoying the show, are you?” Strokes! I almost forgot all about her. Her eyes are glazed, and her mouth is slightly ajar, yeah, she’s enjoying the show alright. She’s still on her knees, looking at us as if she has never seen something so impressive in her whole life.

  “You guys…” she starts saying, but she’s at loss for words. But then her eyes meet mine, and I know she still has a role to play.

  “Come over,” I whisper at her, sliding one hand down my stomach until my fingers are right above my pussy. I place one fingertip over my clit and, as I press down on it, I chomp on my lower lip and wink at her.

  “Well, if the lady says so,” Austin chuckles in a quiet tone, offering one hand to Strokes’. Still looking as if she’s in a trance, she grabs Austin’s hand and goes up to her feet slowly. “She’s delicious, you’re in for a treat,” Austin tells her, and she starts bending over me. I take my hand out from my pussy and reach for her, placing both my hands on her cheeks. Pulling her into me, I gently brush my lips against hers, and then set her free.

  Strokes starts kissing down my chin, her lips tracing a soft line over the curve of my neck. When her mouth is right between my breasts, she hikes up the curve of my left breast and wraps her lips around my nipple. I sigh heavily, my voice growing thick, and she twirls her tongue around my hard tip.

  At the same time, Austin starts rocking his hips gently, his shaft sliding in and out of my aching pussy leisurely. It feels like my brain is being pulled in opposite directions, Austin’s cock and Strokes’ lips both trying to claim my attention. I’m swaying my hips from side to side, that burning feeling renewing its strength inside me.

  “Oh, God… You’re killing me,” I moan out loud as Mistress Strokes lips go from my left nipple to the right one. She licks and sucks, and then she uses her teeth to pinch it slightly, and I let out a throaty moan. That’s when she starts going down my body again, her lips sliding down my skin at a maddening slow pace; I know where she’s going, and I can’t wait for her to get there.

  “I never thought I’d be saying this,” she whispers, turning her face to me and looking me in the eye, “but I can’t wait to taste you.”

  “Then do it,” I tell her with a smile, placing both my hands on her head and gently pushing her down. She goes willingly, taking her lips straight to my clit and wrapping them around it. Sucking on it, she uses the tip of her tongue to jab at that sensitive spot, at the same time, she takes one hand to my right breasts and squeezes on it harshly, pinching my nipple between her thumb and index finger. My brain is working overtime, trying to process everything that I’m feeling from my pussy and clit to my breasts, it’s almost too much pleasure for just one woman. Of course, I’m not just any woman, I’m Destiny.

  “Faster…” I say, but I don’t even know to whom I’m talking to. Either way, it doesn’t matter; they both hear me, and they both obey. Austin starts thrusting more harshly while Strokes sucks so hard I can already feel that sweet pressure mounting inside of me.

  “Don’t you stop…” I tell them, and Austin’s answer is a quick one.

  “Does it look like we’re going to stop?” he says, thrusting even harder at the same time. “We wouldn’t stop for anything in this world,” he continues, and I look at him with a dazed expression. This is my man right here, the one with the right answers coming at the right time.

  Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and let pleasure overtake me. My insides are burning so fiercely that I might combust, and my mind right now is a blank canvas, a canvas where ecstasy is the only ink allowed.

  “Come, babe,” I hear Austin say, and his words ring out inside of my head like a gunshot. High voltage runs through my spine, spreading out to my limbs and giving an extra kick to my heart, and I come again. My back is arched, my whole body as tense as a nocked arrow, and I only relax when Strokes starts circling my clit with her tongue, fanning the flames of pleasure that are devouring me. “That’s it…”

  I open my mouth to speak, but words are useless right now. Pleasure is the language we’re using, and it isn’t the kind of language that needs something as primal as words. Right now, I don’t even know what I’m doing with my body, or if I’m moaning or screaming; I feel as if I’m floating in the void, all my being as light as a feather. My body and Austin’s are one, and even Strokes’ mouth feels like something ethereal and out of this world.

  I’m in heaven.

  “She’s delicious… You were right,” I hear Mistress Strokes’ say as her lips leave my clit. I force my eyes open, my consciousness clumsily landing on the real world, and I place one hand under Strokes’ chin. My fluids are dripping down her face, and her lips are glistening from it. I pull her into me and, not even thinking about it, I reach for her mouth with mine. The moment our lips touch, I feel my own scent and flavor inundate me. I don’t mean to brag, but I have to agree with them: I’m delicious. Well, I might be a bit biased here, I’ll admit it.

  “You’re really good,” I tell her strokes as she pulls back from our kiss. Smiling, she goes up to her feet, and there’s a look of understanding between us. She takes one step back and lays back on the side sofa, looking at us. She knows that this isn’t her show, it’s mine and Austin’s, but she couldn’t be happier that we trusted her enough to join in. Now, though, she’s back to watching the show… And, judging by the look in her eyes, she’s going to love every second of it.

  “We have an audience, Austin,” I reach for him, placing both my hands on his cheeks. “Let’s make sure she won’t for
get about this anytime soon.”

  “I wouldn’t have it any other way,” he tells me, sliding his cock out of me. I sit up on the couch and, following his lead, I go up to my feet. I turn toward Strokes and I bend over, placing my hands on the edge of the sofa, right between her legs. Austin positions himself behind me and, grabbing my hips, forces me to jut my ass back at him.

  “You have no idea howthis is,” Strokes whispers, locking her eyes with mine. Unblinking, she parts her legs and slides one hand down her stomach, two fingers over her clit.

  “Enjoy then,” I tell her, pressing my ass back against Austin. His shaft is nestled between my ass cheeks and I start stroking him like that, moving my hips in a up down and motion. He accompanies my movement, his shaft sliding up and down over my crack, but I can feel the tension growing in the way he holds me. Still, he keeps his position, prolonging the build-up.

  “Fuck,” I gasp as, moving suddenly, he lifts one hand up in the air and then brings it down hard, slapping my ass harshly. My whole body shakes as I feel the impact, and he just does it again, lifting his hand and bringing it down against my cheeks. I can already imagine the red marks of his fingers on my ass, a sweet memento I don’t mind having on me.

  “Is that all you have?” I ask him, looking over my shoulder at him. He doesn’t say a thing - he just smirks and, narrowing his eyes, smacks my ass so hard that I think I’ll fall forward and collapse on top of Strokes. Instead, I just moan as loud as I can, my voice trembling as pain turns into pleasure by the time it reaches my brain. “Fuck me…” I find myself saying, the words flying out of my mouth before I even know what I’m saying. “Now…” I hiss, gritting my teeth as he pulls his cock out from my ass and angles it down, placing it right between my thighs. A shiver goes up my spine as I feel the warmness of his cock against my folds and then, with one sudden stroke, he’s in me, twelve inches of pure ecstasy stretching me wide.