In a move of pure deviance you grip her around her waist and radically shift your weight, rolling both of you closer to the camp fire with you not only on top but her pinned below you. Your cock is almost pinned between your bodies, and on the underside you can feel her clit nub at full excitement. You are only able to "escape" because she's slick with juices.
"Yessss", she hisses in excitement, "take what's always been yours."
Your first instinct is to plunge forward, to take this bitch in heat like an animal- and an internal barrier is the only thing that really stops you.
"You're a. . ."
"It'sss alwayss been yours. I'm only 147 you know, I think that's 'Barely Legal' in your terms." she huskily chuckles- sharply indrawing breath with the new sensations, "Now, fuck me harder. Make me another mother of your children."
If that wasn't such a raging turn on you'd be confused, you brain almost shutting down as you push harder into this snake-woman. The sensation is bizarrely exquisite, snake scales against your body as her inner muscles quiver along your cock as a symphony of the senses. She reaches out and pulls you downward, her breasts pressed again your body as she pulls you in for a kiss.
You aren't so much fucking as rutting like an animal, it really does feel like this has always been yours. The kiss breaks much to your dissappointment as she re-positions her head, her mouth licking your right ear as she begins to whisper.
"Spring break your freshman year in college. The visit to your roomate's home?" she whispers intently, barely getting it out over her moaning.
"His aunt accidently walking in on you changing clothes?"
You remember her, "Aunt Julie"- Ben's mother's baby sister. 32 and had taken very good care of herself- with an ass to kill for and the sexy librarian look down to a science. Unfortunately she was married so you didn't even try hitting on her, but later that night when the rest of the house was asleep you found out first hand that she couldn't get your trouser snake out of her mind. Come to think of it, didn't Ben say something about having a new baby cousin on the way later that semester?
"Everyone thinks your son is her husband's, but she knows."
There's a sudden surge and you balls twitch, is this how clairvoyants talk dirty? The ache in your cock tell you it's working!
"A couple years later when you, her, and one of her friends from her work went to dinner and ended up having a threesome? She was planning to tell you, and to ask you to impregnate her friend. She got cold feet about telling you, but the friend had twins."
"Oh god! Stop!" you manage to grunt out on the edge of coming. You understand the reasoning now more than ever. She's telling you that yours is a cock of power, a giver of life. Hers is a pussy of power, ready to receive a growing new life. A primal duty passing on forever. The two of you explode together, her inner muscles expertly milking your surging torrent. Fireworks explode behind your eyes as you slip into blackness. . .
"Hey lover."
"How long was I out?"
"About 20 seconds, damn that was hot."
You haven't changed positions yet, you are still mounted inside her- a position she seems most insistant you not move from yet, so you tilt her head for another passionate kiss.
"Did I give you a baby?"
"You never do tonight. But soon."
"What's her name?"
"Iris. The first gorgon to get to keep her eyes."
"So, what you were saying about me already having kids."
"Absolutely true."
You don't exactly like the idea of being a deadbeat dad, but at the same time it's such an arousing thought that you're starting to get hard again.
"So, how many?"
"With that cock I'm surprised only 5, with two more on the way. Want to hear about them?"
"Yes," you answer- already feeling a familiar stiffness.
"I can tell, well- remember the young woman in the peach dress at the bar in St. Louis?"
"I was a bit drunk, but yes I do. We ended up fucking in he ladies restroom."
"Her friends had convinced her she should have been more adventurous, otherwise she wouldn't have even danced with you. The condom broke by the way, the daughter was adopted by her parent's neighbors. She never did manage to track you down."
Feeling the familiar stirring, you start sliding back and forth again before you even realize it. . . |