Franz Has No Idea...

Drained from her climax, Sam starts to slump back and slide down the wall until Franz slides his fingers out of from inside her. Sam gasps as her seemingly airtight vagina becomes unfilled and then she... "Ow!" Falls on the floor.

Assuming that he'd given her all that she can handle, Franz walks to the center of the room, looks up at the corner of the room and calls out, "I think our new guest is ready for a proper introduction to the camp. I will bring her to the orientation room."

When he turned around to scoop her up, he found her alert and on her knees directly in front of him. Before he could say a word, she opened her mouth as wide as she could and put as much of his dick in her mouth as she possibly could. She bobbed her head forward and back, while fondling his dangling balls with her hands.

She found herself savoring the taste of his dick. She'd minded sucking cock in the past, but never found especially pleasurable, either. She definitely didn't suck cock for the flavor. But Franz, ever the enigma it seemed, had a meatstick that blended salty and sweet in just the right way to keep her gorging on his engorged rod. Occasionally she took the dick out and popped one of his balls in her mouth, which she also liked more than she ever remembered.

But eventually enough was enough. Sam stood up and motioned for him to lie down. She stradddled his legs, just below the cock. She gave him a smoldering look before turning around so her butt was facing him. He helped her lift herself over his manhood, then slowly allowed the tip of his penis to part her lips. She moaned as the cock hit 4 inches, 5 inches, 6 inches. "Oh god that's good," she said when she finally settled her ass on his groin.

She turned back to look at him for a moment, wiggled his dick inside her, and said, "By the time I'm done, I'm gonna own this dick." She then turned back, leaned forward and slowly lifted her waist up pulling herself all the way off of Franz's pole so that just the tip was inside her, and then she slammed her down on him.

"Oh my god!" She cried out. "You like that?" She called back.
"Oh fuck yes," Franz could barely get it out. He could barely think straight with his being caressed by Sam's velvet love tunnel.

From there she picked up the pace, arching her back and lifting her thick ass up and down to milk his cock.

"Slow down," Franz said. "If we keep going this fast I'm going to... Ohhh..."
Sam picked up the pace, then picked her back up straight and started rolling her hips clockwise around his groin, bending his cock to reach all those hard to reach tingly spots that caused her to crave big dicks.

Franz was a great lay — Seriously, what was up with those fingers? — but he was kind of a dick. She figured that if he was telling the truth, and she could just keep fucking guys as long as she wanted, she just make him bust a nut and maybe she'd get somebody better.

Then again, as she worked his strong love muscle, she started to feel the warmth rising from inside her. Was she going to cum... again?

Sam stopped, momentarily, and spun around on Franz' cock. She started doing the same rolling technique, while flicking her clitoris with her fingers.

"Fuck... Fuck... Oh shit! Oh SHIT! OH SHITTTTT!!!! I'M CUMMINNNNNGGGGGG! Sam shuddered as pleasure surged through her. Her vaginal contractions squeezed Franz harder than he could take, causing him to blow his load inside her. Franz grabbed her hip and thrust up into her, pumping so much hot love juice inside her that it leaked out the edges of her cock-sealed hole.

Sam breathed hard. "That was a lot of cum," she said to Franz matter-of-factly. Still straddling him, she called up to her captors, who they were, "I'm ready for more."