[Cole]
Five orgasms later, I accepted my fate and the unquenchable thirst I had for her. Fuck her again. Fuck her all night. I was going to keep her locked up in my suite and use her pussy until my dick stopped working. With this diabolical plan taking shape in my mind, my appeased dick finally shot cum into her cunt.
"Damn. Humbling cunt," I mumbled, my spent body plummeting onto hers.
"Amazing," she said, huffing and puffing as she held me close, a silent plea not to part from her just yet. "Fuck, I've been missing out."
She passed right out beneath, derailing my plans and yet all was right with the world. There she laid, entrusting my cynical ass with the vulnerable state she was in.
Crazy woman. I just fucking blackmailed her. Where the fuck were her survival instincts?
"Sleep, Miss Chase. Rest up. Just know though that when you wake up, you're taking my dick until further notice," I said to her sleeping form while stroking her hair and gently withdrawing from her.
Once I had caught my breath, I picked her up carefully and carried her to my bedroom. I tried to lay her down, but she clung to me like tin foil.
"This is fucking annoying," I said with a sigh, giving up and sitting my ass down on the bed.
Her limbs wrapped around me like she was entitled to my body, fast asleep or not.
"You better not give me shit for the way we're going to wake up. This was your doing," I chided her, laying down diagonally on the bed with her on top of me.
"Cole," she said my name in her sleep, then a goofy smile spread across her face. "I really like you."
Five little words from a passed out woman who had boundary issues and my dick was hard again. Was this shit normal?
"Then we have a problem, Miss Chase, because I like you too," I said, a stupid smile splitting my face too.
I need not have concerned myself about reluctance or persuading her to fuck more. An hour later, she woke me up with a kiss and her cunt grinding up against my hard dick. Yes, I somehow managed to pass out with a hard on.
"Fuck me again," she purred.
Needless to say, I did as she asked. We fucked until dawn. No talking. No eating. Just sex, little naps, then more sex. It was fucking surreal. Not even I had ever seen one woman orgasm that many times and I had been a part of foursomes with triplets. They were strangely okay with eating each other out while I took turns fucking them. Even that didn't compare to being in bed with Brianna.
She was insatiable. Tired and sore, but so horny out of her mind she didn't care. She wanted back on my dick time after time. I wasn't much better. No wasn't in my vocabulary. I stuffed her full of cock every time.
When dawn broke, every inch of her was painted in my cum. Only then did she finally pass out for a few hours, allowing me to do the same.
Two days in, she hadn't left my bed for anything but a shower. Even that we did together. She didn't leave my side except to take a shit. As far as I was concerned, she never had to leave.
"So so good…" was all Brianna could get out, not quite managing to complete the sentence.
Brianna's moans climbed higher in pitch, her body thrashing this way and that. All music to my ears and already overly inflated ego.
I knew I found a spot she liked to be sucked, licked or rubbed, when her thighs slapped against the sides of my head, crushing me between them. Much like she was doing now.
"Yes Miss Chase?" I urged, moving on to give her swollen clit a light, provoking lick. "Come on babe, you can make it. Try for adjectives other than good this time," I teased playfully.
With a scowl she spread her legs, grabbed my head and shoved my face against her insatiable pussy. By now I understood what that meant. My tongue slid into her little pussy and I started tongue fucking her.
"Really… really good," she said, forcing my head back and forth to make use of my tongue.
I would have chuckled if she wasn't riding my face so hard.
Tired of being toyed with, she had turned the tables on me. Her Dr. Jekyll and Hyde routine drove me wild. One minute I had her body succumbing to my every whim, every touch, and the next she was calling the shots.
In and out we moved in sync to get my tongue deeper into her pussy. With her on the verge of climax, recklessly chasing bliss into oblivion, our eyes met as she started thrusted her hips at my face. My hands slid under her ass and up her back. She started seizing and screaming profanities.
"Fuck. God. Yes. Cole. Eat my pussy. Eat my fucking pussy," she begged.
Pulling myself up, I slammed her back into the mattress. My naked form crawled up her body, dropping kisses and little hickeys all over her along the way. A goofy, satisfied grin was my reward when we came face to face.
"You've been doing me for pretty much two days straight. Miss Chase is a bit formal, no?"
Her face faltered as she came down from her high slowly. I knew why I was taken off guard, not being used to waking up to the same woman twice, but why was she?
Somehow I convinced myself that if we just kept fucking, I could avoid talking to her baout what came next. Hence the primitive humping each other's brains out non stop.
Every once in a while, my dick didn't do the trick and she had that "I have to go" look in her eyes. Up until now, I had managed to charm my dick back into her cunt, but she was restless. Like she had somewhere to be. How much longer could I keep this up?
And what about when it inevitably stopped wor
king? Did I want more of her? Better still, did she want more of me?