Abbie and Aguri talk while they fuck

It was obvious (to Abbie) that Aguri liked being controlled, at least in some way. The little bit she had seen of his interactions with Kei earlier, and then the way he interacted with her here in the woods. Aguri had plenty of initiative himself, but when the woman (Kei, or in this moment, Abbie) took some of the leadership, it seemed to arouse him more.

Abbie was not, however, the dominant type. Not by default. In the right circumstance, she'd be happy to roleplay that way, but in this particular tryst, she would probably never actually be quite what Aguri needed in his life. She smiled, realizing that she was certainly enough to be what Aguri wanted in the moment -- but it was just a moment. Abbie thrived on making the most out of a given moment. And this given moment was giving her a great deal of joy.

Aguri had put his hand on her back. Even her back, he thought, felt perfect to him. Her skin was smooth, her body toned. Aguri's girlfriend was a statuesque model. Abbie was beautiful, to be sure, but much smaller than Kei, and much more of a natural beauty rather than one so frequently decorated with makeup and hair. If anything, Aguri felt incredibly lucky. His rebound fucks were never this attractive, and never this thirsty for sex.

Abbie sighed contentedly, the exhalation of her sigh broken up by the **** of Aguri pounding into her. Abruptly, he drew his cock out, and teased her hole with the tip of it. As he re-aimed and pushed forward to thrust back in, he inadvertently poked at Abbie's asshole.

"Ooh! I wasn't expecting that!" she said, alarmed, but not enough to recoil.

"Sorry! I didn't mean to," Aguri apologized.

"It's fine!" she said. "I just ... hadn't considered it!"

Aguri took a breath, and more carefully pushed his dick into her pussy again. He regained his momentum, but then spoke. "Wait, did you mean, it's fine, like, it's fine, it was an accident, no harm no foul ... or did you mean, it's fine, like, it's fine if I ...uh, fucked you in the ass?"

Abbie giggled. "I meant exactly what I said, Aguri. It's fine." She bit said the last part with a softer, lower voice, almost seductive in nature.

Aguri shuddered and sighed. "Ohhh ... my god, just hearing you say that, I practically fucking came right there. Even your voice is fucking hot as hell."

Abbie smiled. "I'm glad you didn't come. Not so soon. I'd hate to stop just as we got started."

"Oh, Jesus Christ, woman!" Aguri put his arm over his eyes, but didn't stop fucking. "If you keep talking, I'm seriously going to fucking come, whether you want it or not."

"You can probably imagine by now, I want it," said Abbie. "But I also want to keep going, so you're going to have to make a choice."

"Fuck, fuck, fuuuuuuck," moaned Aguri. "Okay, whatever. I keep going as best I can, but if you wind up with a pussy full of my jizz, I warned you."

Abbie laughed. "Yup, you warned me. I've been warned!"

Aguri again took hold of her hips. He altered his rhythm slightly, which was enough to stave off any impending climax, and rejuvenate him anew. He stood there, slamming his body against Abbie's ass, his cock plunging deep into her pussy, both of them breathing together, writhing together, grunting together.

Suddenly Aguri stopped moving. He turned his head and his eyes darted back and forth. "Did you hear that?"