Austin
She’s calmer now, and the way she bounced back from being chased by armed thugs… That tells me that she doesn’t really need a savior. Fuck, if I hadn’t showed up I’m betting that she might have kicked those two guys' asses all by herself. That’s Destiny; she doesn’t need a savior.
It was hard hearing her tell the truth… How Lester twisted her arm so that she would spy on me, and how in the end he fucked her over by raiding her club. But, in a way, it makes me feel better that the truth is out now. I believe her, and I believe that we’ll get through this.
“Come here,” she purrs, laying one hand on my knee and turning to face me. Smiling, I place my hand on top of hers and lean in, parting my lips and fitting them against hers.
“Are we going to finish what we started back at the club?” I tease her, tucking one lock of hair over her ear. Lifting her legs, she places them over mine and sits on my lap, placing both her arms around my neck. She gives me a gentle kiss and then looks me in the eyes, a grin flourishing on her lips.
“Yes, we are,” she purrs again, and my cock starts hardening. She notices it and, her grin widening, she starts moving her hips and grinding her ass against my growing thickness. “Except this time,” she continues, “I’m going to be the one in control.”
Without giving me the time for a response, she runs her fingers through my hair and yanks. I throw my head back and she just smiles at me, her eyes locked on mine, and then she turns around so that she’s straddling me.
“You think I’ll let you take control like that?” I defy her, but I already know what her answer is going to be.
“I don’t need you to let me do anything… I take what I want, when I want it.” With that, she pushes her skirt up to her waist and presses her crotch against mine. My cock pushes against the fabric of my dress, aching to feel her wet pussy, and she presses hard against it. At the same time, she lets go of my hair and takes both her hands to my shirt. Grabbing me by the collar, she tugs on the shirt fiercely and the buttons pop out of the fabric, scattering all around floor.
“That’s one expensive shirt,” I tease her, enjoying the way she seems to be possessed by a frenzied lust.
“That’s what you get for ruining all of my dresses,” she shoots back, and then leans into me and presses her lips against my neck. Instead of kissing, she pulls my skin between her teeth, biting harshly. I groan as she does it, my cock pulsing violently as I let desire take control over me.
Her hands are on my chest, carefully tracing the contour of my pecs and then going down to the hard lines between my abs; I grab her by the ass, pulling her into me as I lift my hips up from the couch, pressing the shape of my hard cock between her thighs.
Needing her naked body more than I ever needed anything in my life, I then grab at her blouse and pull it out, forcing her to raise her arms up in the air. I throw it to the floor and then lean in at once, taking my mouth right to between her delicious tits. I push one of the cups of her bra down, baring one hard nipple, and lose no time; I wrap my lips around it, circling it with my tongue as my heart starts pounding so loudly it resembles a machine gun.
She moans as I suck hard on her nipple, and so I do the next logical thing; I take my hands to her back and undo the clasp there. With quick movements, I tug the straps down her arms and simply throw the bra on top of her discarded blouse. I lean back against the couch for one simple second, time enough for me to take in the sight of her perfect round and perky tits, her rosy nipples calling to me; I reach for them and squeeze them, her warm flesh shifting under the soft touch of my fingers.
That’s when she decides to reignite the movement of her hips; swaying back and forth, she grinds against my twelve inches like a woman possessed. Fuck, this is so good I might just come like this. Seriously, not all women know how to dance over a man’s cock, but Destiny sure has all the right moves down. But I won’t let myself go like this; when you have a woman like her aching to fuck you, you have to enjoy all of her, and that to the very end. She won’t make it easy for me, though.
Moving with cat-like movements, she suddenly goes up to her feet and turns on her heels. I try and reach for her skirt, deciding to take it off, but she’s faster; she sits back down on my cock, her back to me, and starts rocking her hips once more.
I hook my fingers on her hips and start moving my body as well, trying to keep up with her rhythm. I throw my head back and close my eyes, savoring the way she’s pretty much stroking me with her ass cheeks. Fuck, I just want to ravage her—all of her. I want to fuck her sweet little mouth, take over her tight pussy and show her that her ass is mine. But I have to be honest too; if anything, right now she’s the one showing me that she owns my cock in a way no other woman can. She wasn’t joking when she said she wanted to take control.
“You know what are you doing to me, don’t you?” I whisper, trying to choke down a groan as she thrusts back at my cock even harder.
“I’m driving you crazy, I know that,” she tells me with a delicious chuckle, and starts going so hard that I actually have to tense up every single muscle in my body and take a deep breath to stop myself from coming. Don’t think I’m being weak; any other man would have already come, you can take that to the bank. “And I’m going to keep going until you can’t take it anymore.”
“Fuck, I already can’t take it,” I groan, grabbing at her tits and leaning back against the couch. I’m pinching at both her nipples, thrusting against her, and I’m fucking desperate for her pussy.
I slide my hands down the side of her body, taking them to her thighs, and I grab at the string of thong that laces her waist. Breathing out harshly, I pull the thong against her outer thigh, and I only stop when I hear that maddening ripping sound. She raises her hips slightly, allowing me to pull the thong off of her, and then she goes up to her feet. My heart skips a beat as I stare at her bare ass, but then she pivots, turning around to face me. She raises one leg and places her foot right between my thighs, her heel dangerously close to my crotch.
My eyes dart to the delicious slit between her thighs and, as if she can read my thoughts, she goes up on the couch, position her feet by the side of my body. Her pussy is right in front of my face, and I can barely restrain myself. I place my hands on her ass cheeks, grabbing them so hard that she can’t help but moan. I pull her into me, craning my neck so that my mouth is aimed straight at her pussy, and then I lay my lips on her inner thighs. I start kissing up her groin, teasing her, but she just yanks on my hair and forces me to straighten my neck. Moving fast, she pushes her hips forward and presses her pussy right against my mouth. Yeah, she’s taking control, all right.
I open my mouth as wide as I can, sucking on her folds one at a time; I take them inside my mouth, running my tongue up and down their length as I take in her sweet fluids into my mouth. I never thought that a woman’s pussy could taste this fucking heavenly. I swear I could live up on her pussy alone, devouring her for breakfast, lunch and dinner.
“That’s it,” I hear her sigh, the sound of her voice making me devour her even more eagerly. I wrap my lips around her clit, lapping at it with my tongue, and she grabs at my hair even more harshly. I feel the muscles in her thighs tensing up, but she’s not ready to come yet; first, she lifts one leg up, placing her foot on the headrest of the couch and offering me a better angle at her pussy. I don’t let it go to waste and start running my tongue up and down the length of her wetness, ravishing her in such a way that I’m actually surprising myself. I sure know how to go down on a woman, but I don’t think I’ve ever done it this perfectly. Of course, the merit is all hers: she’s driving me so fucking crazy that she’s bringing out the best in me.
With my hands still on her ass, I spread her cheeks wide and then brush one finger over her crack. I place it right above her asshole and then I start pushing my fingertip against it. She gasps, the muscles in her legs tensing up even more, and then I just slide my finger inside her ass. Screaming, she pushes her pussy against my mouth so harshly that I’m surprised she didn’t break my neck.
“Oh, fuck,” she moans, rubbing her pussy all over my face. Jabbing at her insides with my tongue, I feel her pussy tightening up, slight spasms taking over her body. Fuck, I just wish I could feel what she’s feeling right now.
Moving slowly, she finally climbs down from the couch and takes one hard look at me. She grins, her eyes roaming over my lips, and I can only imagine the sight in front of her; her fluids are dripping down my chin, and I probably have a fucking stupid smile on my face right now.
“Come,” she orders, offering me her hand. I take it and she pulls me off of the couch. “I want a proper bed this time,” she grins, and I just pull her into me and pick her up. Carrying her in my arms, I walk across the living room and go straight for my bedroom, nudging the door open with the tip of my foot.
I throw her on top of the bed, the mattress shifting under her weight, and I kick off my shoes before following after her. My knees are on the edge of the bed, and she comes closer to me and, placing both her hands on my shoulders, pushes my shirt down my arms. She lunges at me like a feral cat, her mouth going straight for one of my nipples, and she nibbles at it so hard that I wince.
“Fuck,” I hiss as the pain travels up from my nipple and hits my brain like a sledgehammer. She isn’t in control; she’s out of control. And fuck, that sounds even better.
Her hands go to my waist and she grabs my belt furiously. She unbuckles it and then pulls it out from its loops. She then takes it and throws it around my neck, pulling me into her and laying down at the same time. I press my body on top of hers, kissing her, and she finally lets go of the belt.
Pulling back from our kiss, she brushes her mouth down my chin, her lips making the hike toward my abs. There, she licks each one of them with careful deliberate flicks of her tongue, and then goes down to my waistline. She grabs my pants with these furious movements of hers, and pushes the fabric apart; the top button snaps and the zipper goes down by itself, my cock pushing so hard against my boxer briefs I can barely breath.
“I hate your stupid clothing,” she grows as she grabs at my pants, pushing them down my legs. “I want you naked all the time,” she continues, throwing the pants to the floor. Arching her back, she positions her breasts over the shape of my hard cock and lowers her body, my shaft right between her tits.
“You’re crazy,” I breathe out, but I say it with a grin on my lips. Yeah, she’s fucking crazy, but she’s the kind of crazy that always leaves you begging for more and more.
“I know,” she moans as she grabs her tits and presses them together, squeezing my shaft between them. It pulses against her chest, and she begins stroking me using only her tits, moving her body up and down. Then, no warning at all, she pulls slightly back, but that's just to dive into me, turning her head sideways and fitting her open mouth over my thickness. She sucks me over my boxer briefs, and I just can’t take it any fucking more; I reach for my boxers, ready to push them down, but she anticipates herself. She curls her fingers around the hem, and then tugs them down my legs with one flowing but violent motion. My cock springs free, pre-cum glistening on its tip, and then she’s back with their tits, squeezing me between them.
I groan, lust and desire flooding my brain and squashing every single thought inside my head. Fuck meditation, this is way better. Stroking me again, she only stops doing it when I grab her by the hair and push her back. She growls, struggling against my hold, and then breaks free from it; she goes for my cock again, but this time she goes with her hand. Grabbing it, she strokes me so fucking fast that I almost cum. I have to grit my teeth and will back my cum to wherever it comes from. She knows I’m on the verge, but she doesn’t let that stop her; fuck, I doubt she would stop even if I came all over her face.
With her free hand, she starts caressing my balls, rolling them over her fingers as she keeps on stroking me, her fingers tracing the whole length of my cock. Then, glancing at me with that deviousness of hers, she takes her full lips to my cock. When I think she’s going to take my twelve inches all at once inside her mouth, she stops right before her lips touch my cock; she looks into my eyes, teasing me, and holds her position. If I wasn’t spacing the fuck out, I’d just grab her head and force her down, but in the state I am now, all I can do is look at her completely powerless. Powerless, holy fuck, I can’t believe I’m using this word. When was the last time I have ever felt powerless? Probably when I was in my mother’s womb. I’m the kind of guy that knows what it’s like to live having power over everything around me. That's until I met Destiny, of course.
Slowly—so slowly it even hurts—she parts her lips using her tongue, and then reaches for my cock. She just brushes the wet tip of her tongue against my tip, but that’s enough to make me groan again. Fuck, if she keeps going like this soon enough I’ll be moaning like a woman.
“You’re fucking killing me, Destiny,” I blurt out, unconsciously lifting my hips up from the mattress while I try to push my cock inside her mouth. Of course, she doesn’t allow me that; she pushes me back down, and keeps circling my cock with these maddening movements of her tongue. Then, when I think she’s going to slowly lower herself over my shaft, she surprises me again; she opens her mouth as wide as she can and simply lets her head fall down.
I hold my breath as my entire shaft goes deep inside her mouth, a burning sensation spreading from my crotch to the rest of my body. She pushes herself down until my cock is pressed against the back of her throat, and only then she slides back out. Taking no breaks, she begins bobbing her head up and down the entirety of my twelve inches. Fuck, she’s turning a simple blowjob into an art form. When it comes to sex, Destiny is a fucking artist.
“More,” she mutters, popping my cock out of her mouth, “I need more than this.” She doesn’t wait for a reply and gets to work on fulfilling her own request: going up to her feet, she places her feet by the side of my thighs and then goes on all fours on top of me, her pussy and ass hovering over my face. She grabs my cock with one hand, angles it upward, and then dives into it without even letting me prepare mentally for it.
“Fuck,” I hiss as I feel my cock against the back of her throat once more. “This is-” She doesn’t let me finish. She lowers her hips, pressing her pussy against my face, and I have no other choice but to get to work.
Opening my mouth wide, I start running my tongue up and down her pussy, taking her delicious juices once more. She’s wetter than I have ever seen her, and that’s considering the fact that I fucked her right on Python’s stage. That was the fuck of a lifetime, but Destiny keeps raising the ante. Fucking hell, where has she been all of my life? Funny, right? Even after a short stint as a porn star, and even after owning a club where I’m a fucking rock star, it took me long enough to find a woman like her. Rest assured, I’m not letting go of her; no fucking chance in hell.
I lick and suck until my tongue starts to hurt, but I keep going. Destiny is giving me her all, and I’m not letting her down. But, fuck, even the muscles in my neck feel like they are burning.
“OH GOD!” Destiny suddenly cries out, taking her mouth off my cock. She arches her back and sits up, pressing her pussy down on my face. I grab her by the hips, pushing her even further down, and she just sits on my face. Swaying her back and forth, grinding her against my mouth, she lets out a scream so loud that I’ll bet tomorrow I’ll have a few complaints from the neighbors. Well, fuck them. If they’re bright enough, they’ll just enjoy the show we’re putting on.
I feel her muscles spasming, her whole body trembling as she comes. The movements of her body have grown erratic and unpredictable, but I don’t let her take her pussy off of my mouth. No, I want to devour and ravish her until I can’t do it any longer.
“I’m going to… I’m going to… Oh, God, again…” She breathes out, her voice quivering so much that I’m amazed she’s still able to speak. She comes again, her pussy tightening up so much that I can barely push my tongue inside of her. She finally stops moving, and I feel her body growing limp. She falls forward and then rolls to the side, lying on top of the mattress. I prop myself up on one elbow and look down at her; her face is flushed, and she’s breathing so hard that her lungs might collapse.
“Don’t think I’m done,” she whispers even though she still has her eyes closed. “I’m just getting started, Austin.”
“You? You’re spent,” I tease, sitting up on the bed and reaching for her tits. “Now it’s my turn to take the lead.”
“Fuck you,” she hisses suddenly, grinning wildly and opening her eyes. “I told you…” She sits up on the bed and, with her hands on my chest, pushes me back down onto the bed. “I’m the one in charge tonight.”
With that, and leaving me no time to protest, she climbs on top of me and grabs my cock. She points it up and then lowers herself until her folds are gently brushing against my cock. Instead of simply lowering herself all the way, she holds that position and starts rubbing the tip of my cock up and down her pussy. I shudder in anticipation, my muscles so fucking tense you wouldn’t believe it. You couldn’t stick a needle in me if you tried.
“Beg,” she whispers, and I can’t even process what she’s saying. Beg? Ah, don’t make me laugh, I've never begged for anything in my entire life.
“No way,” I shoot back with a grin. Let her read it in my eyes: no begging, never.
“You’ll beg,” she continues in that confident voice, sure that I’ll end up succumbing to her spell. Well, she’s wrong. Isn’t she? Fuck, she just keeps brushing my cock against her pussy. I don’t know how she can take it.
“No,” I hiss through my gritted teeth, but then she lowers herself just one inch, taking my cock between her folds. I try and thrust, but she moves her hips up matching my movement. “Fuck, Destiny… Just give it to me.”
“Are you begging now?” she chuckles, and I can’t help but smile at her. Fuck, she got me there.
“No…” I groan. “I’m politely asking,” I chuckle, my voice blending with hers, and she just impales herself on my cock. I grab her by the ass, holding her down, and I thrust so fucking hard I might just split her in half.
“How does it feel to be fucked…? Instead of being the one doing all the fucking?” she whispers into my ear, leaning into me and nibbling at my earlobe. Rocking her hips back and forth, she starts punishing my cock with such a violent intensity that I begin seeing stars in my eyes. I really don’t know what got into Destiny, but I’ve never seen her like this. She isn’t fucking like a regular woman, or even in that special way of hers… She’s fucking me—yeah, she’s the one doing the fucking now, no other way to put it, like a Goddess. She really is something else.
“Babe,” I whisper back at her, “I love it so much when you fucking do that.” I tell her that without thinking.
Jesus fuck - do you see what I was about to say?
I was about to fucking tell her I loved her.
“I know,” she simply says, teasing me, and then sits up. Squeezing her own tits, she dances over my cock in a way only she knows how to do. I can’t think, I can’t breathe; this is so fucking good that my brain is overloading with pleasure. “I love fucking you so much…” She finally admits it, and her words just make me snap. What the fuck happened with me? I was the kind of guy that laughed whenever someone mentioned the word love.
Now, I’m almost telling this woman that I’m in love with her. But to be fair, I managed to catch myself. To say I loved fucking her.
But that doesn’t mean when she said she loved fucking me I didn’t feel a fucking pang in my heart.
What the fuck is going on with me?
I’m completely over the fucking moon about a woman’s love. Has the great mysterious love actually managed to ensnare me? Yeah, I’m thinking it has. As stupid as it may sound, I think that the only reason I’ve managed to fall in love (or rather, take a nosedive into it) is the fact that I’ve found the one. Let’s just keep that between you and me, okay? I don’t want people to think that Python himself has become one of these helpless fucking romantic. I got a fucking reputation to keep up, after all.
Destiny keeps riding me like a madwoman, all while I drift in a sea of scattered thoughts, and she takes me to the edge of cumming once more. I have to focus so hard to stop myself that I’m afraid a vein might burst inside my head. But I manage to do it, and that’s exactly the moment Destiny climaxes.
She thrusts her hips forward, throws her head back, and screams at the top of her lungs. Her voice bounces off the walls, and it wraps itself around my brain in such a way that I almost forget where and who I am.
I can’t just lie back, no, this goes against everything that I am. Whether she likes it or not, ol’ Austin has to show her what he can do. Without taking my cock out of her pussy, I sit down and grab her hair. She’s still cumming when I start pistoning into her, moving my hips so fast that her scream dies down and becomes a quivering moan. I’m fucking her so hard that I can already feel beads of sweat dripping down my forehead. But I can go even harder.
I lay her down and position myself so that I’m on top of her; reacting as fast as I moved, she crosses her legs behind my back and pulls me into her, urging me to go as fast as I can. She doesn’t even need to say it; I pound it her as hard as I can, my skin now covered in sweat.
“Harder, harder…” she pants, struggling to get the words out. I’m already going as hard as I can but, somehow, her words unleash some hidden reserve of energy. I move furiously, ravaging her in such a way that this should go down as the best fuck in the history of the world. Future generations should study us so that the human race can fulfill its potential.
“HARDER!” she screams, and I push myself past all physical limitations. I don’t even feel my body moving; I’m just one with the fucking universe right now, both our souls dancing as our bodies burn like a supernova. Sex has never been this good.
She comes once more, clawing at my back like a leopard. She’s doing it hard enough to draw blood, but I just don’t care; right now I’m taking a deep breath and trying to get a hold of myself. My whole body is begging me for some release, but I just can’t allow it. No, not yet. I have to enjoy this until the very end, whatever it takes.
I slide my cock out of her and, grabbing her by the waist, I make her roll to her stomach. I place her legs between mine and then, feeling her wetness with the tip of my fingers, I go for her pussy again. Lying down on top of her, I push my cock into her depths in one flowing thrust. I feel her inner walls clenching my shaft, and that just makes me reignite that furious pace.
She’s grabbing at the sheets so hard her knuckles have turned white, and her moans have become hoarse and raspy; I’m figuring that she pushed her throat to its limit. No wonder, the way she screams deserves a prize and a million dollar check.
I keep on ramming my cock into her until she stops moaning; she just falls silent and takes one deep breath, every single muscle in her body tensing up like a nocked arrow. Her body starts spasming as if she’s having a seizure, and I feel my own cum pushing its way up my shaft. Once more, I grit my teeth and force it back down, fuck, is this what they call tantric sex? They should have called it torture sex. Still, I just can’t help it, this is way too good.
I slide my cock out and I just can’t fight it anymore. I curl my fingers around my throbbing shaft, and I’m ready to start stroking myself into oblivion when I hear her whisper. I focus, trying to hear what she’s saying, and then a grin takes over my lips as I finally manage to make out her words.
“All of me…” she’s saying, “take all of me.” You heard the lady. Very well, one last effort then. One last delicious effort. I spread her cheeks wide, an uncontrollable urge taking over me as I see her hole. I grab my cock, ready to push it against her ass, but then a thought crosses my mind. I let go of my cock and, still keeping her cheeks spread wide, I lean into her.
She sighs as she realizes what I’m about to do, and then I just do it. I slide my tongue up her crack, going over her hole, and then I do the same in a downward line. On the way back up, I make one final stop on her hole; instead of going, I just push my tongue against her ass, sliding it in her. She squirms as I begin licking her ass, and I do it as if I’m possessed by the fucking God of Sex himself. I savor her like I never did before, and I do it until I just can’t control myself anymore; I pull back, grab my cock, and go for it.
Pushing my cock against her gaping hole, I slide my shaft down into her ass. She’s so fucking tight that my insides clench, a wildfire raging inside my head. By the time my whole cock is inside of her, I can barely think straight. I just start rocking my hips unconsciously, my eyes closed as I succumb to a whirlwind of electric ecstasy.
Time passes by me without leaving a trace, and I don’t even know how much time has gone by since I started fucking her tight ass. We’re both covered in sweat, and I know that my time is coming. I’m on the verge of drowning in pleasure, and this time there’s no way I’m going to be able to stop it. This time I’ll be consumed by ecstasy and, fuck it, it’s about time.
The moment I feel her ass gripping my cock like a fucking voice, there’s no stopping me. My cock starts pulsing violently and I spray her insides with a vengeance. She comes at the same time, somehow managing to scream as if her throat wasn’t exhausted from the effort. She really doesn’t know any limitations.
She’s still screaming out when I take my cock out of her ass. I grab it as a fountain of cum gushes onto her back. I can’t take my eyes off of her body as my semen covers every single inch of her skin, dripping down her sides and spoiling the sheets.
Without even thinking about what I’m doing, I stroke myself, long strands of my white juices flying from my cock and onto her. She rolls on her back to face me and, the moment she does it, I hit her straight in the face with my semen. She just grins and opens her mouth wide, and I take aim, filling her up to the brim.
My heart is racing like a motherfucker as I see my own cum dripping down her chin, her mouth so full that she simply can’t hold it all inside her mouth. I keep on exploding like a fucking geyser until there’s not a single drop of semen inside of me, and only then do I let go of my cock.
“Fuck,” I breathe out, still unblinking; I just can’t take my eyes off of her. She’s completely covered in white, her skin glistening as my juices reflect the dim lights in the room. I lean into her, still breathing hard, and just press my mouth against hers. I push my tongue inside her mouth, running it around her tongue as I savor the saltiness of my own cum. We’re kissing in a feverish state, completely possessed by something so supernatural that I can’t be sure this isn’t really a dream. Well, fuck, if this is a dream, I sure as hell don’t want to wake up. Just let me sleep forever.
“I don’t know what you’ve done to me…” I say, looking into her smart eyes as I pull back from our cum-filled kiss. “But I’ll never be the same after you…” I don’t think I’ve ever said anything that felt as half-real as what I just said. I can’t imagine a life without Destiny by my side, not anymore.
“Who said there’s going to be an after me?” she whispers, a tender smile on her lips. She looks so fucking sweet right now, still glowing from the pleasure racing through her veins. But she’s right; there’s not going to be an after. From the moment our eyes met the first time, I knew I was in for something special… Now I know what that something really is: a whole life of love.
And dirty sex, of course.
I just have to find a way to tell her how I feel.
Why am I so fucking worried about that?