Eliza found her air supply completely cut off as Veronica grabbed both sides of her face and kissed her like she had never been kissed before. Considering their history, that was once heck of a kiss.
“Yes,” was the only thing that Veronica was able to say.
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In the Murgo’s bedroom . . .
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“Harder! Is that all you’ve got?!?” Allyson shouted as her husband drilled her from behind. She was on all fours and he was buried deep in her box. She felt . . . liberated. There had always been this voice in the back of her mind warning her that in her line of business, there was no place for family. She had always worried about getting pregnant and bringing a child into a dangerous world. But she had begun to believe that she, her husband and her friends could keep any child safe. It was an exaggerated sense of safety and she knew it, but it made her happy.
Dennis was happy as well. While nervous about being a father, he had always known that Allyson would be a terrific mother. And in the last year, they had grown even closer. There was something about putting your life in someone’s hands and having them come through for you time and time again that brought couples closer together. And for a woman in her late thirties, Allyson was still hot! Her breasts may have developed a little big of sag after all of their years together, but the rest of her was firm and powerful. Her back was already glistening with a fine sheen of sweat from her exertion. He was pumping his seven inches of manhood into her warm pussy and she was screaming for more.
Allyson began to growl. There was something about getting fucked doggy-style that brought out her “baser” instincts. Her hot sex was gripping her husband’s cock like a clamp, and she was squeezing as hard as she could. ‘God that feels good!’ she thought as he hammered her. In all their years together, Dennis had NEVER ceased being attentive to her physical OR emotional needs. Whenever she was with him, she still felt . . . young. She giggled at the thought, considering she was well over half-a-century younger than her boss, and almost half a millennium younger than Eliza’s father. She felt her husband’s weight settle lightly on her back as he grabbed her smallish breasts and cupped them as he drove his meat into her cunt. She felt his lips on her shoulder as he kissed her, and she bit her bottom lip. Finally, the incessant pounding and the angle of penetration proved to be her undoing, and she came with the reckless enthusiasm of an eighteen-year-old. Her tight hole squeezed her husband’s schlong, forcing him to stop as her body relieved itself of her girl-juice. She dropped her head to bed, gasping as if she had just run a marathon.
But Dennis wasn’t quite done (though he was awfully close). As soon as his wife had relaxed, he laid into her again. He always waited until she had come at least once before allowing himself to achieve release, and he knew that Allyson was going to want to “talk” afterward. He straightened his back, grabbed her hips and simply went to town.
“C’mon stud, show me what you’re made of,” Allyson groaned. Dennis had twice the stamina of men half his age, and he never failed to satisfy her. She spread her legs a little more and began shoving her weight backward. The impacts were incredibly satisfying and quite loud as flesh rammed hard against flesh.
“Here it comes,” he moaned, blasting a load of baby-batter into his wife’s box. The waves of cum seemed to be never-ending as he filled Allyson’s hole all the way to the brink. When he pulled out with a sloppy plop, some of his seed began dripping down one of her thighs.
The two lay on the bed, Dennis spooning his wife of fifteen years. They talked about the number of children they might want to have and possible baby-names. Allyson was excitedly discussing colors they might paint a nursery when she felt something hardening between her ass cheeks. She reached back and touched her husband’s member, which had been restored to full erection.
“You are such an animal,” she said. ‘Hell, making the babies is the fun part!’ she added as her husband entered her again.
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In Wyrm’s room . . .
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Wyrm hadn’t breathed in a very long time, or at least that’s how it seemed to him. Kalinicia had helped undress him before he lay down on the bed. His prosthetic arm was lying on the floor, as the stunningly beautiful creature standing at the edge of the bed didn’t seem bothered by his handicap. The moon, whose light was creeping in through the window, illuminated the room.
While Kalinicia was determined to go through with this, she was nervous. She slowly slid her dress down to the floor, leaving her standing only in her panties.
Wyrm’s breath returned in a single gasp. The woman standing at the end of the bed was perfect. She wasn’t an athlete like Eliza was . . . rather, she had the beauty of a model combined with an unmistakable air of grace. Her breasts were small but perfectly formed. Her stomach was flat, her hips slightly curved . . . but it was her face that caught most of Wyrm’s attention. He wasn’t sure, but he thought she was blushing.
“Am I . . . pleasing . . . then?” she asked shyly.
“You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he said, meaning every word. But there was something he needed to ask. “Kalinicia . . . why me? Why tonight?”
A faint smile played across her lips. She crawled down the bed, tracing her hand along his leg, gently over his sizeable member (as far as she could tell) and up his abdomen. He was an impressive physical specimen, even without his arm.
“I . . . I know I have told you this before, but I trust you,” she started. “You have been honest with me, even when it was difficult for you. And because you are handsome,” she added, biting her bottom lip for a moment before risking a kiss. She was unsure of her ability to kiss someone, but Wyrm seemed to be responding well. She reached down and tentatively took his nine-inch member in her hand. It was much hotter than she had imagined, and the heat was almost addictive. “And . . . please do not . . . become ‘turned off’ by this, but you are all I have left of my grandfather, and that makes you important to me.”
Wyrm was concentrating as hard as he could to prevent cumming right there on the spot. Her hand was so soft and so . . . child-like in its playfulness. She was exploring his cock, and he was afraid the excitement might overcome him.
“I know that there are many ways of providing pleasure,” she continued, “and I hope to explore them with you, but for tonight . . .” She stopped and straddled his lap, placing the head of his penis at the entrance to her virgin pussy.
“Are you ready?” he asked. When she nodded, he placed his hand on one soft butt-cheek, and slowly pushed her downward. From the moment the head of his cock entered her, Wyrm’s brain went into pleasure overload. It had been a while for him, and this girl was TIGHT! Then he felt resistance, and Kalinicia let out a “yip” sound. She looked scared.
“Don’t worry,” Wyrm reassured her. “The way I understand it, this feels about the same for vampires as it does for humans. It will hurt the first time, but then . . .”
Kalinicia wasn’t going to wait for a long explanation. While she had never done this before, she was aware of the basic workings of it. She pushed her hips downward, feeling a tearing sensation inside her. She stopped when her ass hit Wyrm’s thighs, waiting for the dull, throbbing pain to subside. She let her torso gently fall until it rested on Wyrm’s chest, and she just lay there for a moment.
Wyrm wrapped his arm around her and held her tightly. He could feel her nipples on his smooth chest as she took long, deep breaths. When she raised her head, he kissed her lips. Soon, she had forgotten the pain.
“I think I am ready,” she whispered when they both came up for air. She placed her delicate hands on his shoulders and lifted herself up. His hand crept up and gently fondled one of her breasts. Then she raised her hips up just an inch or so, then moved them down again.
“I think you’ve got the basics down,” Wyrm joked, making her smile. Of course, she was somewhat inclined to smile anyway, as she was beginning to understand the pleasure that nine-inches of hot dick could provide. While no stranger to masturbation, this was an entirely different level of pleasure. She felt her inner muscles squeeze and heard her lover moan.
“I’m ready to advance past ‘the basics,'” Kalinicia responded. She flipped her hair back over her shoulder as she slowly began riding her one-armed stallion. She liked having him inside her, his beautiful cock penetrating her pussy. ‘Is that an appropriate term for a cock?’ she asked herself. ‘Beautiful?’ She rocked back and forth on his lap, making even slower movements when he raised his torso and latched his mouth onto one of her nipples. It was a highly pleasing sensation for her, and the combination of pleasures she was experiencing was beyond enticing.
Wyrm had never experienced such a sensual act with such a perfect woman. Her skin felt wonderful against his, and her velvet tunnel seemed to be specifically built for his helmeted invader. He was struggling to maintain his composure. He would never be able to forgive himself if he wasn’t able to help her cum on her fist time in the saddle. But he felt the pressure building in his balls and he knew he couldn’t hold on much longer. So he decided to take a chance and utilize some information he had obtained from watching (and listening to) Eliza and Veronica’s relationship. He released her nipples from his lips, then proceeded to kiss her gently on the neck.