Source: Femme Fatale

I turned my attention to his lips as his hands fumbled harshly with my thin panties, trying to rip them off. I slipped them off and over my little feet, the cooled air of the A/C touching my most heated and needy flesh. My wet lips touched his as I slipped my knee over his hips, straddling him, my skin stroking his as I feel into position, his cock teasing the cheek of my ass. His hands came down in a few resounding spanks before his strong hands harshly gripped both cheeks, his strength turning me on as he manipulated my flesh.

I slid my hips down, the glistening lips of my wet kitten touching the flaming tip of his cock. I slid back m hips farther, inviting him inside of me as a wicked moan poured forth from my lips, my throat, my whole body. I rode him gently at first, feeling each stroke of his cock inside of me before my wetness grew like a wave, both of us feeling and welcoming the sudden extra lubrication.

I then rode him hard, my hand gripping his shirt tightly to keep myself astride. The deepness of his cock overwhelmed me as his first orgasm rounded out harshly after I begged him to come inside of me. We laid like that, my body collapsed over his, my hair wild and lying out on the pillows as we tried to reclaim our breath.

As I sat up, I realized, his cock was still as hard as it had been fore he had come. What an opportunity for me, my mind clicked in its needs for satisfaction. And though gadget can go as long as I want him and need him to, I love for him to keep his hard on so I can give him as many orgasms as possible in one night, its nearly like a game, the most orgasms wins.

My lips went softly to the head of his cock, stroking it to an even more hard state, my fingertips lightly grazing his balls as his moans filled my ears. I plopped once more on top of him and once his cock was deeply inside of me, I couldn't contain my moaning and I rode him as hard as I could, the bed shaking and creaking on its little wheels against the tile floor. I begged him to come as I rode harder and harder, breaking frequently for the intensity of it. I leaned forward over his chest, my breasts in his face as I slid him in an out slowly. His face tightened as I clung to his shoulders, his cock shuddering inside of me as he came a second time. I giggled and panted, once again lying on top of him, his hands stroking my slightly damp back.

I ripped off my t shirt and surveyed a sight I couldn't believe: gadget's cock was as hard as ever, even after two orgasms. My hungry lips went again to his cock in effort to stroke it gently to rock hardness to one again slide him deep inside of me. I shuddered as I slide down roughly on his cock, my moans streaking against my ears and I rocked back and forth, nearly drained of energy. Moment later my lack of energy buffeted me towards concession as I slid off to watch him come against my thigh.

I laid with him and fell near sleep, my thoughts soft and prodding as the sweat on my skin cooled and left me. My inner beast had wreaked havoc that night as a smile buffeted my lips.