01-30-2012, 02:55 AM
“Yes... beauty...” she moaned the agreeable words along with him, only picking out specific ones but letting him know that he was on the right track, both spiritually and physically. Supported by her legs around his waist and her arm around his shoulders, his hand now tailed over her body as hers had his, and his strong palm took her luscious breast in his palm and squeezed. The feeling made her groan with pleasure, the pressure sending a new tingle through her body. Now the bliss was coming from more than one place, and it consumed her body.
She arched her back, grinding her pelvis forward, the movement naturally tightening her walls around his dick, and the pressure made her groan again. But the movement had been for another purpose, that was only a nice side effect, and she pushed out her chest and let her head fall back as his mouth met her breast, his tongue lapping at the hard nipple, nibbling, biting. She yelped and moaned, but none of the noises she made were from displeasure.
She felt them moving in a different way now and realized that he was moving through the clearing and to the trees. There was a slight jolt as his back fell purposefully against the trunk of the tree, supporting his weight. He grasped her close, and had been holding her strategically so just the end of his penis barely teased the opening of her pussy. It left her wanting, “No,” she said imploringly, but this wasn't the bad kind of 'no'. She clutched at his shoulders as though she could wriggle back down onto him, but he was too strong and held her aloft. Suspended there, she took his face in her hands and pressed her muzzle to his in a deep kiss, begging through affections for him to continue. “Don't tease me,” she said, even though she loved it. She knew he was loving it too.
“Give it to me, please, Noah!” And then he delved into her again. She slid down onto him, dropped with all the force of her weight and the strength of his arms. The sudden gratification of recognized desire was too much for her. She shut her eyes tight, even as Noah focused on her to ensure that she had felt what he had done, and threw her head back. Pink locks fell back over her shoulder, her back arched again, and this time her hips shuddered as she cried out into the night, her lustful moan howling into the forest. For a moment she did little but shudder, her body flushed with heat, and a new warmth and wetness spilled onto Noah and onto her thighs.
A moment later her shaking stopped and she rolled her head so she was looking at him again. A great energy had drained from her, and now she leaned forward onto him, using his strength as her own as she lay her head on his shoulder. She was panting.
((wc 504))
She arched her back, grinding her pelvis forward, the movement naturally tightening her walls around his dick, and the pressure made her groan again. But the movement had been for another purpose, that was only a nice side effect, and she pushed out her chest and let her head fall back as his mouth met her breast, his tongue lapping at the hard nipple, nibbling, biting. She yelped and moaned, but none of the noises she made were from displeasure.
She felt them moving in a different way now and realized that he was moving through the clearing and to the trees. There was a slight jolt as his back fell purposefully against the trunk of the tree, supporting his weight. He grasped her close, and had been holding her strategically so just the end of his penis barely teased the opening of her pussy. It left her wanting, “No,” she said imploringly, but this wasn't the bad kind of 'no'. She clutched at his shoulders as though she could wriggle back down onto him, but he was too strong and held her aloft. Suspended there, she took his face in her hands and pressed her muzzle to his in a deep kiss, begging through affections for him to continue. “Don't tease me,” she said, even though she loved it. She knew he was loving it too.
“Give it to me, please, Noah!” And then he delved into her again. She slid down onto him, dropped with all the force of her weight and the strength of his arms. The sudden gratification of recognized desire was too much for her. She shut her eyes tight, even as Noah focused on her to ensure that she had felt what he had done, and threw her head back. Pink locks fell back over her shoulder, her back arched again, and this time her hips shuddered as she cried out into the night, her lustful moan howling into the forest. For a moment she did little but shudder, her body flushed with heat, and a new warmth and wetness spilled onto Noah and onto her thighs.
A moment later her shaking stopped and she rolled her head so she was looking at him again. A great energy had drained from her, and now she leaned forward onto him, using his strength as her own as she lay her head on his shoulder. She was panting.
((wc 504))