Chapter 6
by resonantscar
What does Jansyn need help with?
An itch that needs scratching
After you shut the door, you turn around to see Jansyn standing right in front of you, her face about an inch away from yours.
"What did you need help with?" you ask.
Suddenly, Jansyn pushes you back against the closed door and presses her lips up against yours. You part your lips and you feel her tongue slide into your mouth. Pulling away and panting slightly, she tells you, "You don't know how long it's been since I've had a man. And I could never bring myself to even touch some dirty outlander." She kisses you again. "I need to be fucked. Now."
Eager to oblige, you quickly disrobe as Jansyn does the same. She has an incredible body, with dark nipples that harden under your touch. You can feel the heat from her pussy as you rub her well-trimmed patch of pubic hair. Kneading a firm breast with one hand, you tongue wrestle with her as you slip a finger into her pussy with your other hand. Both of her hands have wandered down to your cock, and she begins stroking your now-erect shaft and fondling your balls.
Jansyn then lies down on your bed, pulling you down with her. She spreads her legs and lifts her knees and she sucks on her finger. Taking her finger out, she runs it down your chest. "Come on, big boy. Let me see what you've got."
Holding yourself up over her, you begin rubbing the head of your cock against her wet cunt, occasionally sliding just the head in for a moment. Losing all patience, she grabs your ass and pulls you into her. You let out a low moan as your cock slides in, enjoying the feeling of tightness around your penis. She closes her eyes and bites her lip as you begin pumping her slowly, sliding all the way back until only the head is inside, and then pushing back inside her as far as you can go.
Her fingers dig into your cheeks as she pulls your ass towards her in an attempt to quicken the pace. You begin picking up speed, and soon you are fucking her hard and fast as your skin slaps against hers. She then looks into your eyes and starts grunting. "Ugh. Ugh. Yeah. Fuck me. Fuck me!"
She wraps her legs around you, and although the bed is bolted to the floor you can feel it shake with every thrust. She then reaches up to grab your hair as you pound her mercilessly. At this rate you're going to cum soon.
Maybe it's time to change positions?
The Royal Flush
Your fate is in your hands as you pilot your ship, the Royal Flush.
Created on Jul 10, 2006 by resonantscar
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