Is it over then?

No

Chapter 11 by John3 John3

Finally I can stand, proud of myself, in front of the handsome guy who just learnt to respect me. This is the best outcome that you could have hoped for, given that this is the first time that I fight with an animal like that. Jonathan offers his hand to congratulate but I am too horny for that. Instead of the hand shaking, the guy receives a passionate kiss on his lips that quickly becomes a voracious bite. At first he's surprised, but then retorts with his tough tongue in my mouth. I want to eat him right away. My hands push hard against his chest and he's forced back, hitting the wall behind him. I seize his wrists and pin them on the wall alongside his shoulders and then, pulling out my tongue, I wander my mouth across his pecs, occasionally biting the masculine nipples. He groans out of pleasure and tries to fight back, but I move my right hand down on his crotch to grab his balls and reassert my dominance. Unfortunately, the threat to his balls doesn't intimidate Jonathan, who makes a move that I don't understand on my left arm to get free. I feel the well-known pain of his strength in my joint and in no time our positions are switched; this time he's nailing me against the wall.

The guy's left elbow goes on my throat and I get shadowed by his height. "It's a draw, remember? I'm not your bitch...", he remarks, starting to stroke my breast under the top. My breath accelerates. The guy's hand explores my bare upper torso and sneakes underneath the bra. My left hand presses against the huge arm but finds steel rather than human flesh. He is stroking my nipples now and the pleasure cannot be described through human words. I'm losing contact with reality. Distractly, I notice that my right hand is still hanging around his crotch, where a hard bone is growing out of the jeans fabric. At the same time, I see that momentarily he moved his hand from my hard nipples to the bottom of my body. My leggings are already slipping away, driven down along the slips by his fingers. This is the only window that I have to regain control. My palm snatches his peeping cock and flickles around it.

He flinches and steps back. Relentlessely, I walk forward, sexually attacking his nipples once again with my tongue. Jonathan is rising his hand to stop me. Good. Seizing the momentum, my leg moves behind him and trips the big guy down on the ground. I follow him on the floor, landing above the naked male torso big like a sofa. My hand grasps his neck to keep him down, while my naked feet join over his crotch and, taking the guy's dick in the middle, begin a foot job. Jonathan is overwhelmed by the pleasure, as I was before. "Apparently, YOU ARE my bitch Jonathan...", I say, looking forward to feeling my toes wet with his semen. But with a last burst my sexual opponent rises his waist and unbalances me forward. I fall between his arms, which hold me tightly. A new intruder made of meat gets inside me and delights my thirsty vagina, which suddenly shrinks. I mumble enraged words, trying at least to impose my pace to the ride...he's good though and thrusts inside me like a bull.

Jonathan hugs me so fiercely that I stop breathing, squeezed by his animal might "The next time that we fight I'll teach you manners old lady...", he threats me. "The next time I'll spank you like the child that you are!", I reply. We come together and I cannot repress a shriek of excitement. I roll on one side, tired as never before and sweaty as I was just getting out of the sea. He looks at me, and I read doubt in his eyes, but also joy and probably something else. "What can we do?", I finally ask. "Nothing...", he says "We should just keep our lives as they are...but I'm not ready to give you up! I cannot lose you now that I finally met someone....". The words come to a dead end. "No, I'm not either..." I reply. An awkward silence follows. We both know that that experience was unforgivable and the chemical between us was impossible to replace with other people. I already feel that this relationship will hurt me, physically and mentally, but no one can escape destiny.

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