mobofair
patreon
The Education of Anna-Marie 7
🕑 Added 2023-06-24 14:00:02 +0000 UTCBut before she touched it, Scott’s knob found the mouth of Emma’s cunt. He froze, feeling her moist heat all over his sensitive tip. Instinctively, he knew it was welcoming him inside her. Soliciting the full length of his manhood for Emma’s personal satisfaction, even more than his own. Something inside told Scott that there would, could be nothing else like feeling the inside of Emma’s warm, velvet soft cunt. He wondered if it was her psychic powers, whispering inside his mind. But no, Emma didn’t need to resort to that to make a man think of how pleasurable it would be to fuck her. One look at her did that.
His eyes blazed on the soft pink lips, so tight on the glans of his member that it was like they were beginning to suck him right inside her.
“Mmmm,” Emma cooed, opening her legs wider, pumping her hips a little to trawl her pussy a ways over his throbbing erection. Scott groaned as more of him was suckled by the tightness of Emma’s cunt. He shuddered, barely able to hold himself still.
“Worried I can’t take it?” Emma asked with a winning smile. Charmed by Scott’s hesitance, but wishing to make it clear this was a time for him to take initiative. “Come on, Scott, stick it in. Let me be your cock holster. See what it’s like to be my man.”
Scott took a breath. The motion jostled his prick slightly inside Emma’s gates, swamping his cockhead with her boiling fluids. After that, he couldn’t control himself. Seeing those succulent pink lips closing around the head of his dick, his instincts took over. He lunged inside Emma, letting out a gratified moan as she felt her suffocating warmth surround his sensitive member.
Emma lay there, gasping, hardly breathing through her gaping mouth. She’d thought she’d been ready, but it had been a while—and something about the knowledge that this was a totally fresh, virgin fuck made it electric for her. Her hips twitched, charged with a sensual willingness to bring herself to orgasm on the wonderful tool Scott had offered her, but she managed to hold herself still and let Scott fuck her instead of the other way around.
Slowly, Scott’s eyes went from her speared cunt to her face, seeing in shock the impish grin Emma now wore—mingled delight at both the sexual pleasure and at having seduced Scott Summers.
Scott returned her smile nervily.
“Nice being inside me, isn’t it?” she trilled, a note of greedy enjoyment running the length of her body. Making her abs clench and then her inner muscles squeeze around Scott’s manhood.
“Unngh,” Scott groaned, feeling her response all around his prick, lighting up his already overwhelmed nerve endings. There could be only one reaction to the heavenly sensations inside of Emma. He had to get more of them, more of her.
“Kiss me,” Emma whispered, lifting her arms to wrap around Scott, easing him down until his chest crushed her swollen breasts.
It amazed Emma that he was still holding back, not giving her the full length of his erection. He maintained a worry that he might hurt her, giving her too much too quick. Something he’d feared happening with Jean, in his lengthy, tactical thinking of their first time together. Emma could only swoon with delight at the thought of what the sex would become when Scott truly realized that she wasn’t Jean—that he could fuck a slut like her as hard as he wanted.
She wondered if even Scott knew just how hard he wanted to fuck.
Their mouths met. The kiss ignited Emma. Her hips convulsed, drifting off the ground in a series of pumps until she had forced herself onto all of Scott’s massive erection, however briefly. But she couldn’t take being denied it over and over again as her hips fell back to earth. She swept her legs up to wrap around his waist, driving herself all the way to his hilt. With her heels pressing into his lower back, she took all of Scott into her yielding sex.
“AHHH!” Scott cried, throwing his head back, then propping himself up with his hands to better thrust down into Emma. He could hold still no longer. He had to get inside Emma, getting more and more friction from rutting her. “Unnh! Ohhh! MMMMM!”
“Harder!” was all Emma could gasp. “Fuck me, Scott. Really fuck me! Show me how hard you want me—how much you want to use me! Show me what a good fuck you can be once you have a willing cunt to pound! Yes! Faster! NNNGGHH! More, more! OH! It feels so good inside me! Feels so good being yours!”
She hadn’t realized until now just how good it would be—not just the feel of a cock driving into her sex, but Scott’s cock, Scott’s fucking of her. All that indomitable will set on slaking the lust she had instilled on him. And still he didn’t forget the mission, flickering flame-thoughts of pleasuring her filling the room’s psychic space. He was almost ferocious, he wanted to please her so bad; make sure she enjoyed this as much as he was. He was giving Emma no choice in her own satisfaction. She didn’t want one.
His manhood burned up her inner folds, stretching her cunt soundly, even bulging in the lower depths of her belly. Seeing that lovely stirring down in the taut expanse of skin above her groin, Emma knew that she’d waited too long for this. It was stealing away her control… she wasn’t a vixen anymore, she was a pure whore. It was lucky for her that Scott didn’t want anything more from her than for both of them to climax. At the moment, she didn’t know if there was anything she’d deny him.
Emma reached orgasm almost the second he went fully into her again. Even through the haze of ecstasy, Emma realized that Scott was being rougher with her—that he himself knew she could take more, enjoy more, than his virginal Jean. It reminded her of her first experiences as a teenage nymphomaniac, doubling her pleasure with both her own sexuality and that of her pleased lovers. She could treat herself to an orgasm while she was having her clothes stripped off, or the moment a hard cock first went in.
It had taken many lovers before she’d developed the discipline to time her explosion to that of a man’s. It was like screaming in an echo chamber, the ecstasy doubling and doubling again until her mind could no longer take it and the psychic connection was broken. For too long, Emma had been unable to trust someone enough to let them break her mind, luscious as the sensation was. But Scott was different. The Boy Scout wouldn’t take advantage of her; he’d fight to the death to protect her as she laid there, eyes rolled up in her head, parted lips drooling, surrendering to the one thing more powerful than herself. Her capacity for gratification.
Scott Summers was too elated with rapture to even notice she had orgasmed around his throbbing endowment. To him, it was just another clench of her cunt. His balls were in a frenzy, working double-time making enough cum to put out the fire he felt inside of Emma.
“UNNNNN!” Emma grunted, pumping and throwing herself into Scott with pure need. Prolonging her orgasm until she’d felt every last drop of pleasure it could possibly hold. “Ahhh… ooooh.”
Scott gulped hard, choking back the animalistic sounds that were building in back of his throat. Emma’s wild gyrations had nearly brought him to climax. He could only hope that the molten cum frothing in his balls wouldn’t erupt so fast that it displeased Emma. He was already hoping she approved of the way he was pistoning into her, using her even as she enjoyed herself.
Not that there was much he or she could do about it. Emma was trapped under him, battered into a delirium she savored too much to break free of. Scott himself could barely think, barely even conceive of putting a stop to this joy. Every time he plunged into Emma and his balls crashed against her ass, he thought it would trigger the explosion mounting at the very enter of him.
“Give it to me!” Emma sobbed, wanting the fuck to go on forever—wanting Scott to come, too, before he drove her out of her mind with what he was doing to her cunt. “Come on, darling, let me have your load! Don’t hold back! I need it, I want it, let me have it already! COME!”
“RRRGGGHHH!” Scott answered her. He couldn’t stop down, couldn’t stop, only pistoned into her faster and faster, hoping she would be satisfied with getting what she wanted as soon as he could make himself come.
“That’s it! That’s it!” Emma panted breathlessly. “Inside me—deep in my cunt—you know that’s right where it belongs!”
