The wind howled and smacked against the walls of our tent. I, too, let out a howl as his stiff cock smack against my inner walls.
“Oh, God,” I murmured. “It’s too big.” I fell to the side, bracing myself with outstretched hands.
But he didn’t let up. He shifted to meet me at my new position. His thrusts increased in speed; his cock penetrated me deeper and deeper still. His knee pressed against the back of my leg, pushing it up. And he shifted, straddling me, thrusting deeper into me from a new angle.
“Oh, heaven!” I cried out.
His firm hand ran from the small of my back to my neck. His greedy fingers ran from the back of my knee to my ass and squeezed. He stroked me and massaged me while gyrating and thrusting with his hips. His long, thick cock entered me and explored me, teasing an exit before plunging anew into depths I’d not thought possible.
The wind shook our tent, threatening to knock it down. But I hardly cared. My own cries of pleasure matched the crescendo of the wind beating and whipping outside.
He grabbed the back of my neck and pulled me back to him. His cock slipped out of me just as I was nearing climax.
“Oh, no,” I said.
His hand slipped around my neck to take my jaw and force me to face him. His hot breath fell against my cheek. He put his lips, then his tongue to my skin, and searched for my mouth. As he did so, he slid his hand down my wet pussy and inserted a finger in place of his dick.
He kissed me. My tongue glided across his bottom lip. His tongue slid across my top lip.
I pulled away. “I was about to come,” I said.
“I know,” he said. “But it’s too early. We’ve got all night.”
I turned over and straddled him. With one hand, I grabbed his hair and pulled him to me for an embrace. My other hand took his huge cock and guided it back into me.
He gripped the back of my legs and bucked.
The wind roared.
Best do as the wind says.
I met his bucking hips with thrusts of my own, threw my head back, and howled.10RykerAfter days of hiking, I was keenly aware of every muscle in my body—my legs, my back, my shoulders, even muscles I hadn’t known existed. Though they ached, my desire for Holly ached even more. And the constant whipping of the wind against the tent was like the beat of war drums, adding fuel to the adrenaline coursing through me. I thrust with my whole aching body, entering her deeper and faster with a force and a savage thirst I didn’t know myself capable of. The wind beating against our tent became a hypnotic rhythm, not unlike the frenzied percussion of a voodoo ritual that aided to possess its participants.
I, too, was possessed, possessed with a passion and a hunger encouraged by the need I saw in Holly’s eyes, her unbridled cries for more, and the animal-like vigor of her fingers clawing at my back and sides.
I pulled her legs farther apart and raised her hips. “You’re going to take it all. You’re going to take all of my cock in you.” I pumped and thrusted and gyrated, entering her from every angle, our contortions could conjure.
“Yes. Yes!” she cried out.
“No one can hear you scream.” I bent her leg so that she’d open for me farther still. “Scream louder.” I took my cock from her, left her labia spread with my fingers, and I pounded, guiding the quick entry with my hand. From completely out to full pelvis-to-pelvis depths, I entered her in short, rapid bursts until she grabbed me and forced me to stay deep inside her. Even then, I could not stop my hips from gyrating, ever searching for new angles and new depths.
Her mouth searched mine. But I had no breath for a kiss. So, I took her head in my hand and forced her mouth to my neck while I gasped for air.
I sucked in a lungful of oxygen and pulled her head back so that I could see her, see the yearning on her face, see the need in her eyes. “God, you’re fucking gorgeous.” I put my thirsty lips to her forehead then kissed her from her closed eyelids down her cheek to her chin, neck, and shoulder. “I’m so hard for you right now.”
Her wet pussy gripped and stroked my cock as I slid in and out of her with increasing speed. I sucked in a deep breath and exhaled. “I’m right on the verge, right about to come.”
I pulled out, gritted my teeth, and shut my eyes. I concentrated on one command—don’t come.
She clawed at my chest. Her legs wrapped around my waist and tried to pull me into her again.