James and Katherine: Part 7
It was him against his cock. A battle of pure will to keep it from
shooting every last drop of his seed into Katherine's’ hot molten cunt. It was
a losing battle. His cock was meant to fuck her. Meant to thrust its way deep
into her eager body. Just like her pussy was meant to pull every last drop of
cum out of him. She was irresistible. A force of pure lust. Even now as they
were wrapped in their unrelenting embrace he could feel that impossibly tight
pussy milking him. He could feel her pulling his cum from his aching balls as
she clenched and dragged it up along his length driving him, literally, out of
his mind. The taste of her breast in his mouth was not helping. Neither was the
warmth of her breath along his ear as she urged him to fuck her harder and
harder. How was she doing it? How was he taking him so fucking deep? Straight
down to his balls. He once thought himself too much for any woman. Too big. Too
thick. Too strong. This woman was teaching him the error of his ways now. Not
so tough. Not so much. Ready to surrender to her every last drop of his strength.
He did not care anymore, he just needed to find that release only she could
give him. It would be so easy. Just let go. Just surrender.
At the last second he felt it. Her arms wrapping even tighter around his neck as she gushed yet another river of warm juices. She was quaking in his arms, shivering as her clit pressed down along his shaft. He wasn't the only one feeling it. Her ass was shaking in his hands. She was on the edge just as he was. All he had to do was hold on just a little bit longer. But he couldn’t. She was riding him too hard, too fast, somehow knowing the perfect rhythm to drive him insane with the need to cum. Summoning all the strength he had left he heaved her body up, still locked in his embrace, and threw them both down into the back of the couch. Quickly he slid his hands up along her long legs and pressed his body down on top of them. Foreheads touching, eyes once again locked, he gripped her wrists tightly in his hands and locked them behind her head. He had her pinned to the back of the couch. Once again his cock fucked its way into her pussy and he started hammering hard. Yes, he was still on the edge of cumming, roaring his terrible need loud enough to shake the walls. Yes, he was fighting a losing battle against the feeling boiling up from the bottom of his prick. But he was going to make damn sure this bitch knew that she had been fucked right into her core.
Katherine was pinned to the couch unable to move. He had her trapped. Her knees were pressed back to her shoulders as his body bore down on her. She struggled against the grip he had on her wrists but it was like trying to break iron. He was fucking her at will now. Fucking her like some cheap whore completely at his mercy roaring out his victory over her. There was nothing she could do. She looked up now at his eyes. Gone was the hesitation she saw before. Instead what she saw frightened her. The games were over. Now there was nothing more than the Fuck! Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! until he had pumped his seed into her conquered womb. Each thrust bore straight down, beating down like a jackhammer on her tortured clit and right into the bottom of her pussy.
James had her on the edge and from the look in his eyes he knew it. And he was about to push her over.