1. Erica, Luca & The Legend


    Date: 5/9/2024, Categories: Supernatural, Author: Kee 

    ... arm, we didn’t speak—it was a rapturous moment. I wondered what he was thinking. He clearly wanted and expected to fuck me, but was I to be a one-night wonder or... what other possibilities lie ahead? I sighed, I was way ahead of my skis, as the saying went.

Once back inside he put his glass on the antique oak dining table and looked at me as I followed suit. He again transfixed me with his eyes. It was like what I imagined a trance was like, like he had complete control even though I knew I could do whatever I pleased. What pleased me was him. He held out his arms—I fell into them. He swept me up and next thing I knew, we were in his bed, naked and attacking each other like hungry jackals.

I sucked his cock like a starving demon, gagging myself to take it all. I would not be denied. When he felt my capabilities, he grabbed my head and face-fucked me—I reveled in it. In my mind, it was as if he was fucking my pussy. An orgasm was building. How was that possible? What did it matter? I was totally enthralled. His legs tensed and his cock hardened just that tiny bit more.

“I’m going to cum!” he almost snarled as the first gush shot into my throat. One after another they came. I struggled to keep swallowing. Then it hit me. My body was trembling. I made some wild gurgling sounds as the orgasm swept through me. I pulled away and we both lay gasping.

“I never...” I managed to get out.

“Sorry if I hurt you, but God, it was good!”

Somehow I chuckled and said, ...
    ... “Hurt me? You fucked the bejesus out of my throat and made me cum. I think it’s hot as hell!”

We laughed and kissed as we held each other. When our bodies had returned to what passed for normal in those circumstances, he said, “I think you now need a proper fucking.” I more than agreed.

With that, he slathered his dick with my juices, which were so abundant they were running down my thighs. Then, in one thrust, drove his thick cock as deep into me as possible. With my calves on his shoulders, he proceeded to pound me relentlessly. I began cumming and screaming for mercy over and over, but he never relented. When he eventually groaned and shot his second load of hot spunk into me, he collapsed and we both sank into the mattress. He was probably 180 pounds and I hardly noticed. At some point, he rolled off me and onto his back, his spunk beginning to ooze out of me. The only thing I regretted was his cock pulling out of me—I hated that feeling.

After another recovery period, he arose, retrieved the wine, and offered me a glass. I had no idea what to toast to so I just dinged our glasses together. He again locked eyes with me. “To the coming grand slam!”

Only knowing that regarding tennis, I gave him a quizzical look. “Grand slam?”

“Yes, my sweet. The trifecta: mouth, pussy, and ass. A perfect conclusion to our wonderful beginning. Don’t you think? I know you love anal.”

Our eyes were still locked. Thoughts overwhelmed me, causing a loss for words. I was ready to ...
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