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Late night surfing | SebastianJ | 2

 

The striking brunette sits before me straddling a sybian. Her eyes never open. I doubt she is even aware of my presence. I settle back to watch, absentmindedly rubbing my hardening cock through my boxers.

She sits almost motionless astride the machine. The loud buzzing almost disappears, as I focus intently on soaking in her perfect body. Thin, with smallish breasts, her body is perfectly muscled. Her thighs grip and tremble against the sybian. And that is the only motion in her whole body, except for breathing. She goes for 10 sometimes 15 seconds without breathing, then gasps for air for several seconds as the feelings course through her tensed body. Did I mention I can smell her juices in the air? Sweet yet tangy, the smell of sex permeates the air.

I've pulled my cock out now, determined to come with her. My right hand slides up and down my thick shaft. My fingers glisten with the lube I've applied. My eyes shift back and forth between her tight body, humping almost imperceptibly against the machine, and my slick cock throbbing in my hand. The purple head swells in time to my quickening heartbeat, and I reach my left hand down to gently caress and pull on my scrotum.

My hand slides more quickly now, and I squeeze my cock harder, pumping my fist up and down as I watch her. She hasn't breathed for a while now, her teeth clenched against her impending orgasm. Before a sound comes from her, I know she is going to scream, and as a primal cry comes from her spasming body, I shoot my hot load across my chest and stomach. Our breaths come in ragged gasps. Just as I finish milking the last few drops of cum from my still hard cock, her eyes flutter open for the first time. The green seems to draw me in as she smiles at me.

 

sliding my boxers back up I leave her to consider more possibilities...

 
 
 

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