Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Timestop: The Train Ride Chapter 1

... to fuck. But a damn fun struggle. I look down and see the shape of my cock expanding her throat and neck muscles. I pause for a breather, admiring this insane phenomenon, slowly moving in and out to see her neck change shape in a gruesome display. I reach down and feel with my hands, in and out, my cock inside there. Expand, contract, sticky spit sounds. I squeeze harder to see if I can feel the pressure on my cock. I can, so I choke harder and harder. I pick up pace, masterbating myself in a living sex toy, like some gruesome real fleshlight with a pretty girl sticking out of it.

I'm getting close. I look up to see the gorgeous body ahead of me. I let go of her poor throat and lean forward, laying down on her in full 69 position, still balls deep in her face. Her clothes smell so nice, her body so warm. Her crotch eye level with me now. I lay flat out, my whole body relaxed, letting her take my weight. My hands on either side of her, I start caressing her thighs again. My balls lay on her nose, my cock as far as it can go, throbbing, waiting for me to move again. My face buried in her warm crotch. I inhale that incredible smell again. I lay like this in total bliss for a moment, my cock throbbing with my heartbeat.

I reach my hands under her thighs and ass, and hug everything closer, her legs lifting up a bit, creating more of an indented crotch area for me to bury my face, totally shutting out the rest of the world as I rub and sway my face back and forth into that ...

... sweet smell. A hint of sweat. A salty musk underneath the perfect perfumed female scents she wears. I lick, I bite, I inhale more, forcing any breath I take to come filtered through her clothing and pussy underneath.

I finally start to move my muscles again, slowly lifting my hips up. Then down. Then up. Most of the rest of my body comfortably relaxed laying on her. The nasty sounds of spit sturring again. I couldn't be harder, so ready to explode.

I pick up the pace more and more, bottoming out every time into her helpless head, balls splatting down into spit covered forehead. I make out with her clothed pussy as if its a face, fucking harder and harder into her delicate face as if its a sturdy pussy.

I pick up the pace more and more, inhaling her crotch the whole time. I want one more thing before I cum. Still fucking hard up and down, I bite into cloth, pull with my head, rip with my fingers until it starts to give at the seam. Still thrusting, I rip more to reveal light green fabric beneath. Cute expensive little panties. The scent is so much stronger. The feminine musk wafting out immediately. I dive in, rubbing my mouth and nose in a frenzy, sucking and biting and inhaling. I have to hold her stupid head steady between my thighs as my thrusting is so hard her head keeps rolling. Slapping and squelching sounds from her face as I slam down and down and down, inhaling that pussy the whole time.

I bite into her puffy mound underneath her panties as I feel the end ...