Glory Beyond The Hole:>>Ep19

Book:The Giants & Sex Slaved Virgins Published:2025-2-8

She looked into my eyes now and moaned slightly. Her whole body shook and I felt her shimmy on my cock in a particularly lovely fashion. Michele then pushed herself up with one hand and then wrapped her other hand languidly around my neck. Soon both of her hands were around my neck and she pulled herself into an awkward sitting position on the very edge of the bed. This put gravity on our side and my cock pushed harder and farther into her wet asshole than I ever thought possible. I put my hands down on the bed to keep balance, leaning over her slightly.
“Jesus!” I groaned. Michele smiled and blew some of my now-wild hair out of my face.
“I had always heard that sex was a way to see God, I thought they were talking about the orgasm,” she giggled. I smiled back. Her legs tightened around me and I stared deeply into her eyes.
“I love you,” she whispered, “I feel I’ve always known you.” It should’ve seemed absurd. I’d just spend a week stalking her after getting an anonymous blowjob in a pet store bathroom. But I know what she felt. I felt it too. I knew her because we were so alike. It was like I’d met my own battered sexuality inhabited in the body of another.
“I love you too,” I said. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. Michele’s arms slipped around my neck to the elbow. I felt our lips meet and our mouths opened. Our tongues once again met, but it was different this time. Our naked bodies were completely entwined and my body was inside of hers. There was something magical about this kiss or at least about this moment. I felt the entire world fall away and even the separation between myself and Michele. I’d never felt so light or so consumed by the gentle pleasure. I finally felt in my place in the world by falling out of it, by creating a new world in which two lovers became one.
Slowly my senses came back to me. I broke our kiss and I noticed first that I was crying slightly, though I saw that Michele was as well. She giggled at me and didn’t say any words. We both knew we were feeling the same thing. Then I noticed that my hips were moving gently. I hadn’t noticed, but sometime during our kiss, I’d started to fuck Michele! I looked down as we moved and saw my cock moving slowly and methodically in and out of Michele’s body. I never moved the tip out, but I pulled back as far as I could and slid into her slowly. She continued to squeeze me and the pressure was intense. It felt even better to be moving inside of her than it had to be still.
“Oh God Rose, you’re hitting exactly the right spot!” Michele gasped. It was clear that she was feeling something incredibly intense. I could feel her body trembling and her arms felt loose around my neck. I figured that if she liked it, I would just keep moving in the same way. I put my hands on Michele’s hips now, giving myself some stability. Her skin felt taut and sexy beneath my fingers.
“Michele, you’re so tight,” I moaned as I labored to press my cock inside of her one more time. “Oh god, I am so close!” Michele groaned. Her eyes were wide and I felt all of her muscles tighten. Her hands slipped off of my neck and she fell back on the bed. Her cock and breasts bounced slightly as she landed. Her hands instantly rushed to her breasts, grabbing her nipples tightly. “Fuck!!” she moaned loudly. She tensed even more tightly now and then she suddenly let out a low moan. I felt her balls seize up sharply against my belly as I pushed my cock in again. I looked down just as Michele’s cock burst.
Before that moment I didn’t know that someone could cum from getting fucked in the ass. I didn’t believe such a thing was possible. But I got a graphic and delicious demonstration. A huge white blob of cum spurted out of Michele’s hard cock. She had been so aroused (and apparently gone so long without cumming) that it burst out of her in unbelievable pressure. I was looking down so the first big spurt hit me directly in the face. It splashed again my lips and nose and bits of it landed on my eyes and even into my hair! I jerk back suddenly, surprised by the force. But I had to keep watching.
Michele’s cock flopped back now. More cum was spilling out of it, but it was no longer shooting up into the air. Instead it was pointed up toward her belly button and big, messy gobs of sperm were splashing all over Michele’s body. It hit her breasts, her neck, her chin, and a little of it even splashed across her lips. As I watched, I licked my lips absent-mindedly. I hadn’t even really been thinking, but as my tongue returned to my mouth I suddenly remembered that there was cum all over my face. Michele’s sperm was now in my mouth! For a moment I was uncertain, but then the flavor registered. I had never tasted cum in my life (not even my own) and I had believed that it probably tasted bad. But Michele’s cum, oh my god, it was incredible! It was salty and sweet and delectable. I swirled it around in my mouth, letting the aroma percolate into my nose. I couldn’t believe how much I liked it. As I watched the last few drops of cum dribble out of Michele’s cock, I licked more of the cum off of my lips, coating my mouth with it, and then swallowed it down.
But then a strange thing happened. As the last of Michele’s cum dribbled into her bellybutton, the muscles in her lower body tightened one extra notch. This included her bowels. I was buried completely inside of her asshole at that moment and I felt her body squeeze me. I was so overwhelmed by the sights, smells, and sensations of sex that this little extra bit of pressure was enough to push me over the edge.
It started between my legs I suppose. The pressure built there and then I suddenly felt it release. But this release was different than anything I ever felt before. It wasn’t just a normal orgasm where sexual tension is released. Instead, I felt all of my muscles go loose as a wave of infinite pleasure rolled over me. It was more than my mind could take. I felt completely blank, every fiber of my being was absolute actively engaged in the act of feeling perfection. It was the exact opposite of everything I’d felt for the last decade. It wasn’t the momentary sexual tension released through sex but an orgasm that released all of the tension I felt about everything in my life. It was a living death, that is the only way to describe it. I saw God.