SIX - ASH

I WENT OUTSIDE TO PLUNGE my head into the snow. I needed to do something to get control of myself. The sight of her body when I stripped her out of her clothes was bad enough but seeing her face so close to my cock made me want to grab her and force her mouth open, ram myself inside.

I had stripped her to get her warm. I had got out of my own stinking clothes so I could get clean. When I realised I had an excuse to wash her body, I made the most of it but the sight of her pussy got me so hard I almost sprinted outside. She stared at my cock. She knew what I wanted to do. I could tell.

I rub snow in my face to try and cool down, hearing her thud into the ground behind me. I turn and there she is, her ass pointing at me. I grab her and pull her upright. She looks at me and I look at her, seeing her shivering again.

I push her inside and she goes, stopping by the fire and glaring at me with a petulant look on her face. I know swatting her ass would shock that look away.

I think I’m calmer but seeing her naked and not ashamed makes me hard again in seconds. This time when she looks down I can’t do anything. I am lost in her gaze, my body growling with need.

“How long do I have to stay here?” she asks.

“Go now if you want,” I say, stepping away from the door. “You’ll be lost and dead in an hour.”

She looks at me, as if surprised that I can speak so much in one go.

“Really?” she asks, glancing at the door and then back at me, her eyes going down to my cock every few seconds. Let her look. I know she’s wondering what it’ll be like for it to be in her. She’ll find out pretty soon. “Maybe I should stay here a while? Where it’s safe.”

“You’re in danger here too,” I say, taking a step towards her.

“Am I?” she asks, not backing away. She is still shivering. “What kind of danger?”

“This kind,” I say, grabbing hold of her and plunging my tongue into her mouth. She doesn’t pull away and I know I’m right. She wants me.

My cock brushes over her stomach and it makes me tingle, her skin is still cold.

At first she is tentative, her tongue edging very slowly forwards. Then she grows bolder, her hands running over my chest, her eyes tightly closed.

I push her down onto her knees, gripping her shoulders so she can’t rise up again. She looks up at me with those big eyes of hers and blinks slowly as my cock brushes her cheek.

“Open your mouth,” I say and she does, sticking out her tongue. I shove myself in, choking her on my length, my hands on the back of her head, holding her in place. She does a good job considering how rough I am, managing to take gasping breaths as saliva runs down her chin, my shaft throbbing as it passes her lips. She flicks her tongue over the tip when I hold it by her face, eager for me, diving back onto it, owning it, making it hers.

It suits her to have my cock in her mouth, she looks hotter than ever. If I could have resisted her, the chance has gone, she has captured every last part of me.

Her cheeks grow redder as I keep thrusting until I feel myself on the verge of coming. I don’t want the first time in who knows how long to be so soon. Pulling out, I watch her fight for breath. I pick her up and lift her onto the tabletop. It’s worn smooth by years of use and she almost slides off. I push her back and she steadies herself with her hands, her chest thrust forwards. I shove her legs apart, staring at her pussy while she pants for breath, not saying a word.

I lean forwards and take her left nipple into my mouth, running my tongue over it whilst tweaking the right with my finger tips. I listen for the change in her breathing, waiting for the right moment. It comes when she starts to groan. As soon as that happens I kiss my way down, sliding my tongue over her clit, needing to taste how sweet she is.

It fills my mouth, the flavour of her. Above me, she is crying out. I make her cry louder as I push two fingers into her wetness, watching them vanish into the pink folds of flesh.

Inside her pussy, I let my fingers explore, seeking out every point they can, driving her wild. I lean in again and play roughly with her clit with my other hand, glancing up to see an expression of, “I can’t believe this is happening,” on her face. The look makes me smile.

I start to thrust into her pussy, loving the wet sounds it makes as she gets more turned on. She is moaning above me, my cock twitching at the sound. I ache to be in her but first I want to make her come with my hand. Then I decide to tease her. I pull out and lift her to her feet, bending her over, ignoring the pout of frustration as she tries to work out what I’m doing.

Once she’s leaning over the table I pull her ass cheeks apart and dip my tongue in there, making her gasp loudly. Then I slide my fingers back into her pussy, thrusting faster than before.

Her clit is rubbing on the edge of the table, my tongue darting around her little secret hole, my fingers a blur as she starts to groan, “I’m going to come. Oh shit, oh shit, keep doing that. Oh fuck, don’t ever stop. That feels so good. Oh shit, keep going.”

Her words become mumbles as I move faster and I glance down in time to see the contractions of her pussy as she comes around my fingers. Her legs shake and her body writhes in place. She lets out a deep long groan of pleasure as I slide slowly out of her. Now it’s time. I can’t wait any longer. I have to fuck her.