This choice: You feel Alzena stiffen as her erection presses against your back. • Go Back...Chapter #8You feel Alzena stiffen as her erection presses... by: Mr. George   Feeling Alzena's erection, she purrs a gruff throaty growl that sets your bones vibrating in harmony. The slight shift of his hips means you feel the tip, trace it's way about the base of your spine as if scribbling a tramp stamp there with his hot cock.
Gasping at the crude touch, you whirl around in his tight grip, and reaching out a hand you go to slap him. Unfortunately, you find yourself, facing his shrinking nipples, atop the flattening pecs. Effortlessly, he drives your arm downwards.
The musk stings your nostrils, as his scent surrounds you. His sweat making you dizzy and confused. In that moment, his hands slide from beneath your shoulders, tracing their way down your spine. Stopping briefly to maul, your fleshy, full arse, before taking the back of your thighs.
With a soft, masculine grunt, he lifts you from your feet. Your soft body pressed against his sweat sticky body, until you can look at Alzena face to face. His grip ensures your thighs split, as you rise higher you straddle him. Your legs straight out, either side of his taut stomach. Your pussy pressing against it, you feel it flex and tense smoothly shifting beneath his hot flesh. Your thighs passing on that powerful muscularity.
Swallowing a warble of suppressed arousal, you feel your body become more feminine. Your bust swelling, your nipples stiffening, your arse getting fuller, rounder... heavier...
Before your eyes, his nipples are tiny atop firm pecs that you find yourself caressing... their proximity a delicious temptation, as you find them rising into your line of sight. Taking a deep breath, you drink the intoxicating aroma from his warmth. Too slowly, you work out what's happening.
The poking head of his cock seeking entry. Your eager, damp pussy more than ready. You squirm, as he lowers you the last few inches. Afraid to think whether that's because your twat is hungry, or you want to escape. But as you sink lower, you feel, you hear yourself gasping. The sensual need clear in your voice. You find you can't talk, as your breathing takes all your concentration.
For balance, your arms wrap around him. It's a stretch to reach all the way around your neck. A strange vulnerability, completeness from his cock makes you bite your lip. As your back finds the wall, you give a grunt. The impact felt more in your stomach, as his cock is jarred by the contact.
You don't have time to prepare yourself. Before you feel him withdraw... Until moments later, he drives himself home once more. Your voice a warbling cry of unwanted delight a counterpoint to his thrusting grunts. Your body rippling, jiggling with each Earth-shattering pile-driving thrust. If anything he feels larger with each pistoning meaty stroke.
Time is meaningless, until Alzena bellows his joy as he cums. With a disinterested growl he lifts you off his softening cock. Stepping back from the wall, he lowers you to the floor. The squelching of your slick bodies a humiliation you try to blot from the world. Likewise, the warm trails slithering their way down your thighs, beyond your knees.
You feel at least a foot shorter, barely rising above his belly button. Fighting yourself, your eyes are drawn to his glistening cock. You can see straight away where your height vanished. Disbelief that ... that thing could even fit inside you... you find your mouth dry. Your tongue darts out, moistening your lips.
Looking way up, you see that Alzena is as masculine as you are feminine. Little more than a doll compared to him... a sex toy to satisfy his cock's hunger.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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