Controlled by His Voice Box Set (Erotic Romance)

by Cross, Skylar

  Then I stand up, place my hands on his shoulders, and pull myself up. I wrap my legs around his back, climbing up him like a tree.

  Our faces meet and he just looks deeply and... innocently?... into my eyes. I kiss him and he returns it, our tongues united.

  I dip myself down until I feel his cock near my pussy. I stop kissing him, look into his eyes, and I growl like an animal.

  He gets my message. He shifts and allows me to fall pussy-first onto his dick.

  Boom!

  He's inside me.

  Oh, God, so good!

  Then his powerful arms lift me up, just enough to get his tip to my opening. Then he lets me fall back down again. Then up.

  With his strength, he uses my body as a large masturbation glove, fucking me and getting an arm workout at the same time.

  Then he walks forward, still fucking me, until I am pressed up against the window. All around me is rocks, sky, and ocean.

  He fucks me harder. I feel his tip hitting my cervix. He's a fucking monster with that thing, but I love it.

  He leans into me and licks the side of my neck as he pounds me. I smash my fists on his back in sheer joy. My ass grips the plug, moving it back and forth deep inside me. Then he presses his tongue back into my mouth, slamming my head into the sturdy glass of the window. Feels like I'm getting fucked by three guys as all my points of entry are jammed hard.

  In a sudden move, he grabs my hips and pulls them tight into himself as he purposely falls backward and I land on top of him.

  He pummels me from below. Now that I have more control, I do my part. I slam myself onto his cock like I'm trying to get the tip to come out of my throat.

  Then I go full porn star on him, putting my feet on the floor and bouncing on his shaft cowgirl-style. In many ways, I feel like I'm fucking him instead of the other way around. Maybe he's allowing me to.

  Then, as if he heard my thought and didn't like it, he flips us around and I'm on my back.

  With primal power, he pushes the back of my thighs as far into me as he can. Covered in sweat now, he rams my pussy. She takes it like a trooper, having wanted it for so long.

  Then I see it.

  The beast rears its ugly head.

  His expression changes into something frightful.

  Folly returns to the forefront of my mind again as he hammer drills me.

  But no.

  He needs my help.

  "Tristan," I say. "I want you to listen to me."

  He just grunts as the prehistoric beast inside fucks away.

  "Tristan, when I tell you to, you are going to come inside me."

  Another grunt. More pounding.

  I feel a shared intensity of purpose, a meeting in the middle.

  My own orgasm is rising too, my ass and pussy sharing their abuse and lighting my clit on fire.

  "I can't come unless you tell me to, mentor", I say. "You need to tell me to come. But at the same time, I... am going to tell you... to come."

  My boldness increases in its power. It radiates from within me. I feel like more of a woman than I have ever felt.

  "And when I tell you to come for me, mentor, you will come. You will launch your seed into me."

  He just grunts, now flailing his arms around a little. Shit, here comes the out-of-control part.

  I get a flashback to the photo Nikki showed me of the abandoned house in Elgin, Ohio. Whatever happened in that house... and I'm not sure I ever want to know... is back here with me in this room. In his eyes. He sees it.

  But it's up to me to get him past it and through it.

  And if I die trying, then I die trying. There is no folly in this.

  The dark animal inside raises his hands above his head. His mouth foams. He screams like an animal as he viciously fucks me into oblivion.

  My fear, combined with the brutality of it all, has brought my orgasm right to the edge and I know....

  It's now or never.

  "Tell me to come, mentor", I say.

  He doesn't hear me. He just keeps fucking wildly. I'm definitely feeling some pain now along with the orgasm on edge.

  I grab his shoulders and steady him, looking directly into his eyes, which I'm not sure are seeing me.

  "Tell me to come, mentor!"

  He just screams.

  That's it, I'm going to die. The coroner's report will read fucked to death.

  "MENTOR!" I say, "TELL... ME... TO... COME!!!"

  "COME FOR ME!" we both say together.

  A blood-curdling sound roars out of his mouth as he gyrates and shakes in an unearthly frenzy.

  I come in a torrent of streaming squirting madness. I scream and arch my back as the butt plug goes flying out of me across the hardwood floor.

  He keeps thrusting, but they are thrusts of passion and joy. I see the human return to his face and I know... I just know... I'm being filled with his warm white fluid.

  Once the storm fades, he allows his head to fall down to my breasts. He is gasping for breath.

  I look up at the deep blue summer sky and thank God for all my blessings. I feel more truly alive than I have ever felt.

  He makes an odd noise and turns his head to look up at me. He is smiling. The noise is laughter.

  He just keeps on laughing, then straightens himself up and pulls out of me.

  I get up on my elbows and reach down to my pussy, putting my fingers inside my poor abused girl. I find what I'm looking for. Out come my fingers, and a handful of white gooiness.

  I bring it up to my mouth and dip my tongue into my palm. It tastes even better than I thought. I slurp it, taking it into my mouth one droplet at a time, swishing it around my teeth. I chew the viscous parts, imagining the millions of sperm floating around my mouth.

  Then his lips are on top of mine and his tongue is in my mouth, relishing his own fluids with me. Together. After coming together. And now we are together.

  He pulls back and looks down at me with a contented smile of which I didn't think he was capable. At the same time he strokes my cheek and upper lip with his finger. I smile back and suck his finger into my mouth, overjoyed at what I know is going to be the beginning of a long and wonderful adventure.

  Then I see his eyes dart up and go wide. He leaps up off me, his gaze focused on something behind me.

  With a stab of fear, I jump up on my side and get to my knees.

  There, standing in shock, is Sally Jane Peters in her electric blue glory. Behind her are fifteen or so Open House attendees, jaws in various degrees of hanging open.

  I stand up fully, realizing how naked, sweaty, dirty, and cum-covered we are. His cock hasn't even gone flaccid yet. Maybe it never does.

  Then I catch a glimpse of myself in the hallway mirror. I had forgotten about the body paint. Getting fucked madly will do that.

  All over my body in various places was the phrase MY PROPERTY with arrows pointing to specific parts of me. I will admit he has some artistic talent. The letters were Gothic over my breasts, with arrows pointing to each of the girls. Down by my pussy was more of a Renaissance theme. I turned around to read the phrase several more times on my back in Roman and modern themes. Bigger arrows pointed toward my gaping asshole.

  One of the men clapped. His wife slapped him.

  "Everybody out!" shouted Tristan. "Come on, this is my house. It's not for sale anymore. Everybody out! Now!"

  As the gaggle moved toward the front door I heard a man say "Now that's what that room should be used for."

  "George!" said his wife.

  Tristan followed them, still hard. Always hard.

  Once they were gone and out the front door, he turned to me. I ran into his arms.

  "You're not selling the place?"

  "Not anymore. There are just too many good memories in this house. Besides, you're here."

  A stab of sadness hit me.

  "I didn't tell you," I said. "I'm moving to Flagstaff, Arizona."

  "I know," he said. "Funny, what a coincidence! I just boug
ht a house there. And wait till you see what I've installed in that one."

  I kissed him and he held me close. Our hearts seemed to be beating in perfect time.

  "Meghan, I----," he said.

  I reached up and put my hand over his mouth.

  "Shhhh," I said. "Don't say anything. Just fuck me, mentor."

  In seconds I was on my back and he was inside me.

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