Accept her challenge

“Keep squeezing as hard as you can! … It’ll make your cum all the better”

Your opponent slowly pulls back, sliding off most of your cock. You hiss at the extraction, but moan loud and low as she reverses direction and plunges back onto you again.

You release her and move your hands to the side of her face as she slowly withdraws and fucks down again. She looks down into your undoubtedly lust-filled eyes and whispers “fuck me” with each thrust down your cock.

You fuck back slowly, slowly matching her increasing speed. Starting with passion, you both move into lust, then a frantic, eratic, desparate rapid fire of thrusts. She has closed her eyes, and arched her back to take the hard-hitting piston fuck.

Her mantra drowns out the sound of each and every impact turning from “Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me Fuck me” to “Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck” to “FuckFuckFuckFuckFuck”.

Your bodies know what to do, hips buck up to each other, increasingly energetic thrusts as you both move to an inevitable finish.

This is not having sex, you find yourself thinking. This is fuckfighting pur sang. You cannot fully grasp how she can keep up with you. She must be ten years okder than you are. She no longer makes any sounds voluntarily, relenting to accept those you can **** out of her as you pump away. It’s not about your pleasure at all, only hers and vice versa, so there’s no reason to waste time or energy or to control yourselves any further. You find yourself wondering if her eyes are closed or open, if she’s also wondering what’s going through your mind, if she’s enjoying herself. Perhaps not.

You thrust and grunt like an animal, rutting, appealing to her biological need, driven by the smell of sex, her wetness and underlying drive to breed. You have let her and her body release your primal urges. You have let these urges slowly override thought and reason. All that’s left is your hunger, your need. Fueled by lust, hunger, you continue to pump your cock deep into her, oblivious that she is now the hunter, and she has you right where she wants you.

Losing stamina to continue the cock pounding barrage, the hunter continues riding your cock with long hard strokes. First your stamina, now your mind drifts away as the pleasure consumes it. Your mind is now intoxicated in ecstasy and all you can do is lay there while she pleases herself with your cock. Your moans fill the room, punctuated by the slapping of her ass cheeks against your thighs and the soft laughter as Lana and the young man watch your stiff rod pump in and out of her.

“Are you gonna cum for now?” she grins down at you.