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Chapter 8 by kinkygeek kinkygeek

Who makes the first move?

You're Ready to Take Her

Your eyes travel up her naked body, admiring her curvy thighs and waist, neatly trimmed patch of dark brown pubic hair accenting her freshly exposed pussy, thick but well-conditioned smooth torso, nicely proportioned milky white breasts, and loose shoulder-length chocolate brown hair framing the sultry expression on her face. Her hazel eyes flash with desire as she slowly moves to within an inch of you. Your bodies tingle with anticipation. The sexual tension is palpable as you both can feel the heat radiating off of each others skin, waiting for the other to make their move. Finally, you speak.

"I'm ready, but are you?"

Her eyes widen as you pull her onto the bed and roll her onto her back. She tries to pull you on top of her, but instead you pin her arms above her head. Climbing on top of her, you press your lips against hers passionately. Her tongue dances with yours and her back arches, pressing her hardening nipples against your chest. You release her hands as you kiss down the side of her neck, the scent of her hair filling your nostrils. She turns her head to the side, giving you access to her neck and shoulder. Her eyes close as gasps of pleasure escape her lips, encouraging you as your kiss, suck, and nibble your way down her soft skin to her shoulders. You slide down her body and shift your weight to free her breasts from under you so you can take them into your hands. Her reactions entice and excite you as you squeeze her tits, taking one nipple into your mouth and rolling it around with your tongue. Doing the same with her other nipple, you relish the sound of the soft moans coming from her throat.

Gradually, you work your way down her torso, kissing and massaging every inch until you reach her crotch. Sliding your arms under her thighs and lifting them up onto your shoulders, you breath in deeply to savor the musky aroma of her arousal. Gently, you trace around her labia with the tip of your tongue, focusing on the outer folds before working your way inward. You playfully dart and flick your tongue around her pussy, carefully avoiding her clit while you tease her. Her hips start to move, trying to direct your tongue to her sensitive little button. Obligingly, you slide your tongue along the side of her clit. Her leg muscles tighten as you twirl and swirl your tongue around her sensitive spot. You can feel the heat on your face from her pussy as it opens for you with arousal, her juices coating your chin.

"Stop teasing and fuck me, John," she says breathlessly.

You move back up her body and look down into her wanting, hungry eyes. She brings her knees up as you position yourself between her legs, giving you full access to her primed and waiting pussy. You adjust your hips and line the head of your cock with her slippery opening and push forward.

"Ooohhhhh..."

Her eyes widen and then roll upwards as your dick slides into her warm inviting pussy. Tenderly, you work your way deeper. Her body draws you in, enveloping your shaft with every thrust. Looking up at you, she bites her lower lip and grins with a primal expression as she wraps her legs around your waist. Her hips rock in rhythm with your thrusts, the tempo steadily increasing. You feel the electrifying sensation of her fingernails raking down your back, which spurs you on to fuck her even harder. She bucks her hips and squeezes her eyes shut. her legs pull you in tighter and tighter as you feel your climax approaching.

"Oh fuck. Oh fuck, oh fuck oh-fuck-ohfuckohfuck... NNNGGGGAAAAAAHHH!" Sandy screams as you feel her body writhe in ecstasy. Her orgasm sends you over the edge. Beastly grunts emanate from your throat as your balls tighten and your dick shoots hot seed deep inside her. She presses her mouth into your shoulder and muffles a scream as her climax reaches its peak in sync with yours. The sheer intensity of your shared orgasm overloads your senses. Your bodies press themselves tightly together as you weather the aftershocks.

Sandy looks up at you breathlessly with an expression of blissful satisfaction. You roll off of her and lay by her side. Your chests rise and fall together as you both struggle to catch your breath.

"Wow." is all you manage to say as your fragmented mind starts to reassemble itself.

"That was incredible," she says, her mental recovery only slightly ahead of yours.

Rolling on her side, she looks at you and smiles, basking in the afterglow. You roll on your side to face her too, feeling very content.

"I haven't had a good fuck like that in a long time," she says to you appreciatively.

"Uh, thanks... or, you're welcome." you answer, not quite sure how to respond.

She giggles. "I'm really glad you decided to stay."

"Me too."

This mission has come to an end. Tomorrow you report to Lieutenant zh'Thracia again. What will your next mission be?

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