Priapus - Sex Stories

Priapus

... her. She devoured his mouth, and felt his iron member against her thighs. She wanted to put her mouth on it, and find some way to make this God cum. But she wasn't running the show. He was. He lifted her out of the bed, turned her around, and threw her back on the bed, so that she was on her knees. Then he took her doggy style. He didn’t and couldn’t fully enter her cunt with his massive member, but he thrust the head of his penis in there. She gasped, and bit her lips. She was full just from that purple head. He moved forward and she moaned and panicked for a moment. If he tried going deeper, he would tear her open. He seemed to know this. He had experienced tighter cunts than hers, but she didn’t know this. He thrust forward, expertly taking care to make her feel full, but not tearing her open so that she was damaged. She heard his grunts. Guttural. Harsh. More beast than man. Yet they were intensely erotic. She had never heard more arousing noises in her life. It was as if sex had its own language, and he spoke it. In more ways than one. He turned her around, and pushed her to her knees, and placed the head of his penis against her lips. She couldn’t wrap her lips around it, but she tried the best she could, nibbling one way and then another. His fiery eyes held her own, as though he were radiating electric pulses of lust into her. She felt herself tingle as she looked at him, trying to lick his penis the best she could. She took some initiative, and pulled it up, and ...

... her saliva dribbled down his giant shaft. She bent further, and sucked each of his gigantic testicles, enjoying the abrasive feel of the hair matted against them. He let her do her thing for a few minutes, and then lifted her by taking her chin gently in his hand, and guiding her up. He kissed her mouth, and she felt giddier than a teenager making out for the first time. She felt a pulse of hormones inundating her body, asking her to lose control, which had become a thing of the past anyway. His tongue was on hers, and she felt his penis against her thighs. He lifted it, and placed the head inside her vagina. He thrust forward and she felt full to bursting. He started thrusting, as gently as she could, and she felt uncomfortably full in her cunt, and her orgasm started building inside her. He thrust a little deeper each time, and she felt tingling pain as her cunt was torn open more than it ever had been. Her juices built up inside her, and Priapus’ visage and body made her lust rocket into the ionosphere. Then he thrust a few inches more than she could take, and she felt the head of his penis buried inside her, against her womb. She felt herself exploding inside, quivering, as she gripped him with a violence that had never been part of her life. She felt as though she her entire womb was full. She saw a wild gleam in his eyes. After several days of teasing, sucking, titillating, and finally fucking, his eyes bespoke his impending climax. She was going to make the God cum, and ...