A city that never sleeps
The world isn't as it seems, and New Yorkers certainly know that well. While the element Asterium is not widely understood, those in the city's underground know better. For millenia, humans have known of this energy. They called those born with it in their bones changelings and mutants. Legends have told of werewolves and vampires for centuries. Those who can harness it became witches and warlocks. All they know now is that some things are better kept secret, and where else can you hide a secret better than New York City?
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so you think you can dance? [kat] [18+]
kat
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She / Her
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 23, 2020 9:32:11 GMT
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| Effie listened carefully to his list of demands; her new life depended on it. As he spoke, she pondered what he'd laid out as his boundaries. It didn't seem like a bad trade off; she could live out her dominatrix dreams, still sleep with women and come home to demon dick every night. As far she was concerned, it sounded - "Perfect." She smiled at her imagination of her new life. "Though the only issue is I'm going to have to move closer. The trip on the red line from the Financial District isn't... ideal, especially if it's an urgent manner." In her head, she was already imagining her things in the penthouse she sat in, her mind running wild as she grinned.
Effie looked back into his eyes as he spoke, and she thought about her answer to the next question very carefully. "That's a bit tricky, given the business you're in, isn't it?" She smiled before continuing. "How about... just nobody else in our bed?" We keep everything that isn't... us, downstairs in the basement," she offered. That seemed reasonable, given that he'd given her so much slack; surely it'd be enough to satiate the sexual appetite of a demon.
Speaking of the master bedroom...Her eyes darted around the penthouse again, in search of any sign where the bedroom might be. Not that she had any problem with doing it literally anywhere; she just had the inkling suspicion that his bedroom was something to behold, and at this point, she was sure he could sense her boredom. |
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Jul 23, 2020 20:51:08 GMT
Post by smith on Jul 23, 2020 20:51:08 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
It had just dawned on Tucker how odd this arrangement was. He had just met this woman around two hours ago and they were basically committing themselves to be life partners for all of eternity. They were crafting rules on the spot about who they were allowed to sleep with and where. Never in the thousands of years would Tucker have thought he was basically going to get married to someone. Of course he had relationships in the past, but none as crazy as this one.
The demon also tried his best to look at it like a relationship when the reality was she could have been his slave if he had wanted it. Something told him that Effie desired to be treated that way at times, but her own ground rules proved that she still wanted to be treated with respect as well. Tucker would be allowed to continue his sex positive lifestyle in the basement, just not in the bedroom anymore, that was of course because Effie had decided that she was moving in with him. In his head, he didn’t think he’d mind waking up next to her everyone morning. Especially if she kept up her intoxicating personality. “I think I can agree to that.”
He’d grin at her boldness. “Our bed huh? But that should be fine as well…. As long as you’re a good girl.” Once those final words left his lips she would almost be able to see the thoughts rolling in his head about the things they were going to do together.
Tucker could tell that without a dick to keep her attention Effie’s mind began while she looked around the room. “I guess you want the tour of your new home then?” His voice spoke in a tone to try and divert her attention back to him. Provided she got off of his lap he’d begin to show her around the rest of the penthouse.
The tour would include the rest of the main living room. His drink and weed wall, his personal library, a few collectors items scattered about, but he knew which room she really wanted to see. As he led her into the bedroom she’d be able to see where he spent most of his time. Along the back wall was his king sized bed, lined with black and red sheets. Directly in front of that mounted to the entry way was a way oversized television that Tucker had spent too long watching. He’d seen pretty much every show in the history of forever, but the great thing about living in 2020 was there was always more garbage to watch. The left wall contained glass sliding doors that opened to a balcony that overlooked the city. The balcony contained a large hot tub on one end and a table and chair set on the other. The right wall opened up to his main bathroom. The bathroom was pretty much like a normal bathroom, sink toilet, etc, but the shower would be something of note. It was a large wall in shower that was almost mini suna sized, inside there a bench built into the wall. One of the features of the penthouse Tucker was most proud of was that you could pretty much have sex on everything in the penthouse, it led to a nice variety in his life.
“You could clean up your face in there if you’d like. But I think you look so beautiful covered in me.” He’d add with a bright smile on his face.
“So what do you think of your new home?”
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kat
Member
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Jul 23, 2020 22:41:15 GMT
Post by kat on Jul 23, 2020 22:41:15 GMT
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| Effie practically glowed as he agreed to her requests. She was anticipating some kind of arguing - a demon nearly as old as time surely wouldn't just sign away his freedom for anything, so when he did, she realized how much that spoke to the connection they were both feeling. A knot of trauma twisted at her stomach as she worried she'd become more unbearable as the years went on, but she assured herself that he wouldn't have committed to it if he felt any reservations. She hooked onto the feeling in her gut that she'd had since she got there - she was exactly where she was supposed to be right now. Whatever fate had decided, she was following along that path.
She smiled as he teased her about being good, as if she would have ever considered crossing an actual spawn of Satan. She had every intention of keeping her promises; she was already cheating death, and she'd hate to have it bite her in the ass.
Once he sensed her boredom, Effie perked up and hopped off of him, allowing him to pull her on a tour through the penthouse. Through the windows she was stunned at the view of the city he had; she was filled with a familiar spark seeing the lights that replaced the stars she once loved, and she smiled. Everything he owned was top-notch, the best of the best. She expected nothing less, and she was having a tough time containing her excitement that her New York penthouse dreams had been realized in a matter of hours. It seemed unreal. "If this is a dream, I'm going to wake up sobbing," she mumbled in disbelief, mostly to herself, but looking at Tucker again to make sure he hadn't disappeared.
When they got the most exciting part of the tour, she knew she wasn't going to be disappointed. He'd designed it obviously to be comfortable, but she was blown away by the space. She followed into the room before she took a few steps towards the windows instinctively, drawn to the view. She took a breath before taking the rest of it in, eyeing the bathroom before snickering at what he said. "Thank you. And there's no point in washing it off." It was matter-of-fact; there was no point in taking a shower if she knew she was going to need another later.
She paused at his question, biting back a smile. "You ask that like it's anything short of perfect." Her eyes drifted back to the bed before she looked at him. "Some more important questions to ask would be: are those sheets clean? And how do you like your eggs in the morning?"
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Post by smith on Jul 24, 2020 1:22:42 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
Tucker noticed that Effie’s face looked while they were looking around the penthouse. To him to live with whatever he wanted was normal, he’d been doing so whenever he felt like it for a while. But he didn’t really consider that the witch probably lived a relatively normal life before today. A dancer's salary couldn’t afford a halfway decent apartment in New York so she probably was packed into a small space with her roommates. He wondered what’d she’d tell them when she returned home to collect her things. As she made a comment about this being a dream Tucker would reach behind her and pinch her butt. “Not dreaming.” He’d give her a large playful grin.
Once Effie saw his bedroom she was mesmerized. For a second the demon thought she’d never leave the room, in all honestly she wouldn’t have to if she didn’t want to. Tucker rarely left the building. She’d ask him about if he kept the place clean and how he wanted to eat his eggs. “The maid makes the bed every morning. And they always have a bowl of cereal ready for me downstairs when I wake up.” He’d laugh at how absurd that sounded out loud. It was like he was a child who had a group of people looking after him, when in reality he looked after them but they paid him back my keeping him happy.
“I do like to be woken up with blowjobs though.”
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kat
Member
She / Her
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2020 3:10:33 GMT
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| She couldn't help but laugh at his statement about the maids. "You spare no expense, do you?" He lived life to the fullest, like the wealthiest in the city. It wasn't surprising at all. It just wasn't... what she was used to. She didn't know if it would take any convincing, or maybe she'd just have to get up earlier than the maids, but she wanted to cook for him. Something in her told her a home-cooked meal in a kitchen that was never used would go a long way for him.
She pretended to sit on his question for a second, as if she hadn't already thought about it, as if it wasn't her favorite treat to give in the morning. "I usually wake up pretty early," she said slowly and chuckled. "That's always been one of my favorite fantasies, for someone to wake me up that way. I might get jealous of you." She pouted her lip out, putting her hands behind her back and pushing her chest towards him.
Ever since she'd gotten naked for him, she'd really wanted to push his buttons, to see what he'd do if she annoyed him just enough. Supposedly it was his turn to take control, and she was absolutely dying to see what that looked like.
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Post by smith on Jul 24, 2020 4:14:52 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
Effie made a short joke about him spending money to have everything he wanted. But why shouldn’t he? He lived in the ages before money, where no one really had anything. He lived through the dark ages. At this point in his life having things that made him happy were non negotiable. “Why not love like a king if you can? And now you get to live like a queen.” Tucker wasn’t kidding either. She could have almost anything she wanted in the world now. The demon wondered what she would do with this new wealth. He imagined that she would want to cross off some of the classic wealthy people things, but what he was more interested in was what silly things would she buy? Everyone had that one thing they wanted when they were a child but could never have, and by the time they were an adult it seemed pointless.
Another thing Tucker was happy about was that she seemed to completely surrender herself over to her new role in life. He knew he had her in the palm of his hand without protest. His comment about waking up in the morning was pretty much met with a confirmation by the witch. A steady partner in bed wasn’t something he’d had in a long long time. The demon had a ton of great sex before, but it was a different feeling when you had a recurring partner. You began to pick up on the things they liked and disliked, it became second nature.
“Maybe we can add it to the maid’s duties. Or better yet, get a second maid so we could wake up together.” He’d joke with her. Tucker knew their sex lives would be a game of back and forth. Selfishly he hoped she woke up before him more often than not, but he could imagine himself below her waist to bring her into the day some mornings.
Effie’s lax tone faded away as the hunger in her eyes reappeared. Once again her desires were caving in to him. As she pushed out her chest Tucker would take a step towards her so that their bodies were as close as they were when he was giving her the tattoo. Except their time he didn’t touch her. Instead he looked down into her eyes.
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kat
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2020 4:59:49 GMT
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| That phrase, live like a queen. The authenticity sounded so foreign. No one had ever promised that and been able to mean it. But Tucker could, and he was. He was intertwining their lives for the rest of eternity, giving her a gift he'd never given anyone else. The magnitude of it suddenly settled in for a brief second, before she blinked and just... put it away for later.
She grinned at his idea; though she'd love to have be the one to wake her up, she had a feeling it was most often going to be the other way around. She was always open to compromise. Maybe she'd be able to pick out the second maid.
As he walked towards her, she kept here eyes in eyes. He hadn't felt the need to hide their true color to her, and she was entranced by the visions she could swear she could see in them. Her breath never wavered as he walked up to her, stopping until the static between them was all that she could feel, and she swore she'd see sparks if she touched him.
But she didn't. Instead, she spun around, her back facing him, and stretched her arms up above her head until she heard a crack."I should probably stretch out," she said casually, bending forward and touching her toes. "You never gave me a chance to cool down after my dance." Upside down, she looked up at him behind her, a smile in her eyes.
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Post by smith on Jul 24, 2020 5:37:19 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
He could tell she was back to teasing him. Trying to again to see who broke first. Last time it was her, but this time would be different. Effie put on her little routine of stretching out to try and get him excited. He knew he had to have her once she bend over smiling for him. It was the silliest, yet sexiest thing he’d seen. His instincts told him to take her right there but she would be expecting that. In their little game of back and forth it was his turn to surprise her.
“Just stretching huh?” He’d mock as she stood up and turned back towards him. The playfulness in his aura started to fade as a more primal urge took over. Just as she finished facing him, his arms would extend out, pushing Effie back onto the bed. Obviously the push wasn’t at full strength, nor was it soft, he knew just the right amount to shove her to surprise her and feel a quick force that would dilute once her body fell against the cushion of the bed.
But what was a push without a follow up? While she was falling onto the bed he closed the gap between him and the bed. Before she could realize what was happening, Tucker would grab her arms and grip them together above her hand with one of his hands. His leaning in made their faces just inches apart for what seemed like the countless time today. But instead of kissing her, his lips would hover above her mouth for just a second before moving to nipple on her ear. Having Effie still pinned, his mouth would continue down it’s path from her ear to her neck, again just giving small nibbles to start to build up a sensation.
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kat
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2020 6:08:06 GMT
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| For just a split second, Effie was focusing on actually stretching her legs and back out. She had a feeling she would definitely need to be limber for what was coming up - she'd already made the mistake of not relaxing her neck enough during the blowjob, and she really didn't want a pulled hammy to go with it.
Her forehead was already touching her knees though, so she had no excuse to make it him wait long. She spun up and around to face him again, smiling an innocent grin. Just as soon as she met his eyes though, the floor left her feet, and she felt herself soaring. She let out a scream, a mixture of shock and delight, and laughed once her back hit the silk sheets. In the same, inhuman instant, his hand had both of hers in a locked grip above her head, and before she could move he had her pinned to the bed.
For the first time since she'd met him, her breath had gotten stuck somewhere in her throat, and it came out uneven in the next exhale. It was only a matter of time until he caught her off guard, but she wasn't trying to show it. She smiled, steadied her breathing as she stared at his lips. Of course he left her waiting. Why would he give her what she wanted so easily? A thrill ran through her as she thought about how long he'd turn this into a cat and mouse game until she finally got hers.
She bit her lip as his face traveled down, satisfied whimpers humming from her chest. She arched her back toward him, trying even in his grip to move and push against him. He was going to learn quickly that if he really needed her to stay still, he was going to need something to tie her down. She wasn't about to ask for what she wanted quite yet, because he knew exactly what it was. She just continued to squirm in his grip, her body aching for a wetter kiss, a harder bite.
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Post by smith on Jul 24, 2020 6:43:17 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
Tucker could tell that he caught her off guard. The shriek in her voice wasn’t pure fear, it was a mixture of pleasure as her body left the floor. This is what she had wanted all along, and hopefully to her delight the demon wanted it too. As much as he loved to sit back and be pleasured, nothing compared to the feeling of power he received when his partner was helpless to his power.
He grinned as she would try to force her arms out of his grasp. On another man she probably would have broken free, but Tucker held her small wrists firm with superhuman strength. Ordinarily it would be easier to tie her up, but there was nothing that was going to break the flow at the moment. Instead of really struggling, her body was giving him all of the signs to continue.
Continuing along his former path, Tucker’s lips would continue down her chest till his lips reached her nipple. The demons tongue would swirl around the base before taking the little pink patch into his mouth. Instead of the small nibble that he had given her ear, this time his teeth would clamp down on her nipple.
While his teeth were doing their work, his free hand would dance along her flesh, moving quickly towards the area below her waist. His fingers would begin to tease the outsides, not inserting anything just yet. But just slowly gliding along the wetness she had built up earlier.
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kat
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 24, 2020 7:49:12 GMT
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| Despite her various attempts, she couldn't even get his fingers to move. It was like his hands had turned to steel. Effie had to remind herself she was with a demon - a very, very old demon - who knew what to do far before she tried it. It was a factor she forgot to consider, but even after she remembered, she didn't stop trying.
She let out another positive whimper as she felt his teeth bite her nipple. Goosebumps covered her skin, and she pushed her tit closer to his mouth, biting her lip as she watched him through her lashes. His teeth felt cold, and his tongue felt hot as he gave her nipple all the attention it needed. His touch seeped deep through her skin, into her bloodstream, like a drug, and filled her with apathy towards the idea of controlling herself. She didn't feel any pressure to behave any way for him to keep some kind of illusion alive. She felt like all he wanted was to see her at her most natural, raw self.
Her breath caught again, and she found herself holding it as she felt his fingers brushing over her outer lips. She whimpered as he teased her, and she continued to squirm her body towards him, trying to push her hips into his hand. She knew how impatient she was being, but she didn't care. She wanted what she wanted, and she was going to make it known. He was going to find out sooner or later that she behaved like a spoiled brat sometimes, but it was the only reason she'd ever gotten anything in life.
She pressed her lips together, forcing herself to stay quiet, save for the unconscious noises she was making. Just in case she interrupted a plan he had. She didn't want to get gagged quite yet.
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Jul 24, 2020 20:07:37 GMT
Post by smith on Jul 24, 2020 20:07:37 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
All the demon could do was grin as she struggled and attempted to break free from her grasp. She was obviously used to causing more trouble for her partners, and even if it wasn’t going to be easy she was going to try and do the same thing with Tucker. But her body seemed to melt as his teeth bit down on her nipples. Not wanting to leave her unsatisfied, Tucker would unclench his teeth from her left breast. His tongue would trail from her nipple across her chest until reaching the other side. After teasing her areola, his teeth would again come down on her other nipple.
Effie started to squirm from his touch. Her body aching for him to continue. He’d pull his hands away from her groin as she tried to push towards him. If she kept struggling, this would go longer. His hands would come back down and tease her other lips again. Tucker could feel her muffle a moan. The demon would try and make it a little harder for her to suppress. He’d start to rub her lips while watching her eyes. “You can make noise.”
After rubbing for a few seconds, playtime would almost be over. He released his grip on her hands above her head. At this point his mouth would come off of her tits, and his hand would stop rubbing. Moving forward, his hands would wrap around behind her waist as he gripped into her ass. His fingernails would dig into her as he pulled her body closer to his. At this point Tucker was fully hard again and his cock would approach her other lips, not entering but teasing the outside. A trail of red streaks appeared on her skin as his fingers dipped lower, manhandling her skin.
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kat
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 25, 2020 0:45:13 GMT
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| She let out a whimper as soon as she felt his fingers move off of her, and with her hands locked and her body pinned, Effie didn't have anymore room to move. She stared down at his face, watching as he shifted his focus to her other nipple, and moaned again once his hand was back on her pussy. Once he started rubbing circles, she instinctively pushed into his hand, begging for more. "Harder," she pleaded in a wispy breath, her hips moving in motion with his hand.
As she was dripping and begging to come, she groaned when he pulled away. With her hands free, she reached up to him immediately,digging her nails into his back and silently begging him not to stop. She closed any space between them, wrapping her legs around his hips as tightly as she could. She stared down at their bodies - she could practically see her racing heartbeat - before meeting his eyes. They were as black as the city night sky, yet she could see a hot fire raging behind them. She smiled at the sensation of his nails leaving marks on her ass, and she lifted her head up to kiss him briefly before biting lip.
"Fuck me," she begged with a smile. Her hands had moved down to his hips, digging in to the skin she knew she couldn't hurt. "Hard. Really hard." She had every intention to not be able to walk tomorrow - surely her boss would understand. Her hands moved further down, and she moved her hips just enough to grab his hard dick. She played with him, but mostly with herself, rubbing his tip against her clit, but waiting for him to put it in first.
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Post by smith on Jul 25, 2020 3:56:29 GMT
Tucker Phelps @tucker's Penthouse
Tucker breathed heavy as she dug her nails into his back. Of course it wouldn’t hurt him, he barely felt it at all. But it was a primal sigh of desire and passion, and he loved every second of it. As soon as his hands loosened on his grip she wiggled them out and wrapped them around his body, hooking her legs around him too. She gripped his body like she was holding on for dear life, almost as if he would disappear never to be seen again if she let go. Effie seemingly read his mind as she leaned in for the kiss. Their sloppy faces collided before a brief second before she bit down on his lip. She probably knew she wasn’t harming him at all but the gesture was appreciated.
Effie begged for the teasing to just be over. For the first time today she begged. Her previous full of confidence demeanor completely disappeared as she gave herself over to him. Tucker grinned at her as she tried to move things along herself. Everything in him wanted to force inside of her, but he’d perform one final act of teasing.
Wrapping his arms around her to hold her in place, Tucker would begin to slide slowly into her. Not to ensure that he didn’t hurt her, to tease her as she got filled a little more as the seconds went by. She wouldn’t be able to force herself down upon him to make it faster either.
Once he was fully inside of her he’d begin to thrust his hips while bouncing her up and down. Her body feeling weightless in his arms. His lips would move forward to sloppily try and kiss her as her body bounced up and down on his cock.
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kat
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kitkatacrobat#9523
probably laughing at myself so you can too
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Post by kat on Jul 25, 2020 8:23:37 GMT
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| Her body felt hot and stocky already, and they'd barely started. She was sure he could hear her pulse, because she could hear it, but all she was thinking about was his raging erection that he wouldn't put inside of her, as he continued to tease her until she was ready to scream.
But just as she was getting ready to pout, she felt his tip slowly slide into her, and her hands dug deeper into his skin. She couldn't find any words because she couldn't remember how to breathe. Her lungs seemed to disappear; all she could feel was beautiful pain of how much just the tip filled her up. Despite how unfamiliar his size was, she immediately craved more, and not to her surprise, he was holding onto her tightly to stop her from forcing herself down. He wouldn't give up any opportunity to hold out on her.
She caught herself whimpering, every muscle in her body struggling against him, though she knew it was futile. She'd learned quick that she'd never outmatch him. But slowly, as he slid the length of his cock inside of her, her body started quivering - briefly wondering what exactly she'd just signed up for - and she cried out, "Oh my god!" once she felt all of him in her.
He started bouncing her up and down, and she couldn't help the cries that escaped her lips. She didn't worry about anyone hearing her or bothering any roommates, and it was such a freeing feeling, to let go of every inhibition. "Fuck, Tucker," she cried, barely able to handle him, but that's exactly what she wanted."Your cock feels incredible..." Her voice was shaky and airy, winded as he fucked her.
She moved her hips against him, slowing him down and changing the rhythm so she started grinding on him. Her hands moved to his shoulders, and she moaned ecstatically as she took all of his cock in her pussy and moved in circles on him. She wanted more than anything in the world to come on his dick, and she was already so close.
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