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Chestnut Mare  

Eruditelstygent2 63M
6 posts
3/18/2015 11:52 am
Chestnut Mare


He awakened. He awakened and the first vision which greeted his eyes, gritty with oak pollen, was the tangled mass of her reddish mane, those beautifully entwined curls spread out in rills about her pretty face. That visage, that oh so perfect, peaches and cream complexion offset by her naturally red lips, lips made more so by the previous nights' pounding by his penis, thick, big and hard. A welcomed intrusion , to be sure but a physical onslaught nonetheless, he had face fucked her and taken his pleasure so vehemently.

She had whimpered and whined as the drool had come, the mascara had run and she had received her final reward of the evening yet here she lay, peaceful and serene as he leaned close and inhaled the fragrance of her titian hair, the womanly musk of her sleep-matured spent passion, and the essence stirred him.

The covers had been kicked off by her during the night and convenience allowed him to gaze down upon her body. Again, peaches and cream, dark red protruberant Nipples which just screamed out to be sucked, squeezed, pinched, pulled and tortured in turn, her sensuous stomach and cute navel, then down further to that sexy mound of darker red hiding those somewhat large, beautiful pink lips that he loved to wrap around his thick cock when he fucked her clit.

They were hidden beneath her sheer, partially see-thru goldish beige panties and as she lay on her back, her legs apart, he felt the urge to scent her as Canis Lupis is want to do when in predator mode. He got between her legs and that's exactly what he did, again inhaling, deeply and audibly of her scent. It stirred his loins so that his morning erection throbbed with painful desire.

He softly kissed her vulva, her clit, faintly visible behind the cloth and she moaned softly in her sleep. He kissed her inner thighs and trailed down to flick his tongue against the back of her knee causing an involuntary shiver to run up her body. He slowly kissed his way back toward the juncture of her legs to witness the wetness and to see that her pretty petals had become more swollen in their unconscious excitement so he...

She stirred, slowly becoming sentient and the first thing that she felt was the brushing of his soft lips upon her own, restrained though they were by her undergarment but she felt him nonetheless. A moan escaped her and then a husky "Good morning" which he failed to acknowledge. "Mmmmmmm, oh God!" she uttered as his mouth continued to do it's work, sucking on her lips then the tongue, oh my! that tongue! flicking her button back and forth and swirling around it so that all she could feel was the intensity of it as the neurons at the small of her back exploded and radiated outward like the ever widening ripples from a cast stone into the center of an endless pond.

She started to sit up as she said "Fuck me with that big dick" but he pushed her back forcefully with a loud "Shhhhht" just like the Whisperer...The Pussy Whisperer. and he moved the fabric aside to free her sexy cunt from confinement. He sucked first one lip, then the other, then both into his mouth and she gave out a groan of pleasure as she felt him stretching them forth. Then with his hand still about her throat, controlling but not choking, he ran his tongue deep into her cleft and she could feel herself, already wet and swollen, grasping at it with her hot hole. God she loved the way he ate her pussy, the predatory and possessive way in which he devoured it, devoured her until she was left sorely spent and sated of her immediate need.

It appeared that today would start no differently.

He drilled his tongue into her, spearing again and again as she felt his upper lip move over her clit and then, the delicious pressure of his other hand was around her ass cheek, painfully digging into it, holding her, she felt like a piece of meat on a rotisserie in a way, held as she was, almost immobile between the hand around her throat, the other, grasping her ass and his face, as deeply buried in her as it could be.

She moaned in that sexy, deep, Jennifer Tilly morning voice as her legs started to shake and she felt the obliteration begin to overtake her body, mind, and soul as wave after wave of her pleasure wracked her, and that release of endorphins, the shuddering, the graying out of consciousness consumed her...

He took his pleasure in hers and as he watched her cum...felt her cum, his grip tightened slightly around her throat and with commensurate dispatch, loosened from its vice-like control of her beautiful bum. He saw her eyes roll back in her head, just like Captain Quint's description of a shark's eyes before sinking it's teeth into prey, and knowing her as he did, he inserted two thick fingers forcefully within her.

He was going to have his way with her this morning and as he slid so very easily into her, the viscous lubrication being so abundant, he immediately found her spot and pressured it in the way she needed, meanwhile starting to choke her a bit...

She was dimly aware of the restriction at her throat, and the slight fear that it engendered coupled with the manipulation of her g-spot caused a strangled scream of emancipation and a slight twinge of embarrassment as she soaked the sheets with her powerful release. She could hear him say, as if through a long, gauze-filled tunnel "There's my good little fuckdoll, you little cumslut, my sexy, sweet cunt ", but she was way gone by then as squirt after squirt left her. She was able to feebly shake her head from side to side as he withdrew from her and slapped his palm against her little knot eliciting even more liquid to gush forth.


He let loose the death grip from her neck and slid himself up and into her. She gasped but he gave her no time to adjust as he fucked himself into her body, deep powerful and with steady repetition, not even giving her a chance to come out of the throes of her orgasm. His hands slid over and about her shoulders and his mouth went to her neck, biting her there powerfully as his rapidly rocketing rigidity, swollen and veiny, spread her depths and gave her that perfect stretch that caused a grabbing in the pit of her stomach.

Bam! Bam! Bam! His body slammed hers, the sweat coating them both until her groaning scream and the rapid rhythmic clutching of her pussy told him she was cumming again. No mercy, he pulled out, right before spewing deep within her and heaved her upside down, shoved his thumb deep into her cunt, a finger into her bum and wrapped that perfect red mane about his thick, muscular wrist and forearm.

He pulled firmly at the base of it, and she felt the pressure, the glorious pressure of that, of the individual strands ceding their pain to the collective and the slight strain on her neck as he continued to work his hand into her convulsive pussy. His hand withdrew and he momentarily bent forward to bury his face into her salty sweetness. As he did so he growled. "Spread 'em ", and she immediately and submissively obliged him. God knew what hesitation could engender, and after he coated his face with her, without loosening the hold on her reins, he reinserted his full length yet again riding her hard.

HARD!, and his grip tightened around her hair, forcing her around so that she was staring into his eyes, his expression one of snarling fecund feral ferocity and she could feel the rampant, animal movement of his penis inside of her when he was in the zone, a feeling like a<b> dolphin </font></b>rapidly leaping through the waves, smooth and arcing, hitting her everywhere all at once and she came again, hearing him growl and fill her cunt with his seed, the increased slippery feel and pressure extending her orgasm and in turn maximizing his.

He finally eased the pounding and placing his forearm against the back of her neck, pushing her head into the pillows, meanwhile, cracking the cheek of her ass so strongly with his free hand that it jiggled and instantly became white, then reddened with the imprint. He leaned into her ear and in an animal whisper said "Thanks Cunt. What would you like me to fix you for breakfast baby? "

said "Thanks Cunt"..."What would you like me to fix you for breakfast baby?"



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