You choose Lari

As much as you'd like to try out Pena, the simple fact is that Lari has so far been too good for you to give up on. You simply cannot give her up. So when you follow her upstairs, it takes only a moment of consideration before you open the door to your left.

Lari has already cleaned your cum from herself and she sits, totally naked and seductively posed, on the end of her bed. You step inside and close the door behind you. "I'm glad you chose me," she says. "I would have been sad, otherwise- and lonely."

She doesn't move but stays sitting, looking up at you, as you slowly strip. When you too are naked, your monstrous erect penis freed from its prison, Lari stands and makes her way to you. When she reaches you, she takes you by the hand and walks backward, dragging you with her.

"I will enjoy tonight," she says. "And I promise you, right now, that you will too."

She gently pushes you back onto the bed and, as you shift yourself back, clambers after you. She crawls on top of you on hands and knees, her large breasts hanging beneath her and dragging along your torso. Her weight settles on you as she sits up, now straddling your waist. You can feel how wet she is against your stomach.

Lari looks at you with smouldering eyes. One of her hands strokes across your chest, delicate fingers playing over supple skin. The other goes behind her and grasps the base of your penis. She lifts herself up, moves the shaft into position, presses it against her opening. For a moment, she holds there. Then, with excruciating slowness, she slides down.

Heaven. You are in heaven, there is no doubting it. This beautiful, busty young woman moves up and down at an exquisitely unhurried pace. She runs a hand through her hair, flinging it behind herself so that it tumbles over her shoulders and down her back, a torrent of wavy dark hair.

"Mmm, you're so big in me, Sir John," she breathes. "I've never had a man so big, never felt so full! Oh, Sir John!"

You reach up and take hold of one of her breasts, squeezing the beautiful flesh, her hard nipple pressing against your palm. She speeds up a little, and the other breast starts to bounce, hypnotisingly, up and down. You hold on to the other, your second hand caressing her inner thigh.

"Mmm... Oh, Sir John," she moans loudly. "Ohhh, fuck... Mmm, yes!"

Lari leans down, crushes her lips to yours, darts her tongue into your mouth. Her breasts are squashed up against your chest, forcing you to release the one you were holding. Instead, you reach round and enjoy the feel of her shapely ass, which she bounces on you, faster and faster now.

"Oh fuck, I'm almost there," Lari pants, breaking her lips away from yours. "Fuck, fuck! I'm going to come, Sir John! I'm going to come!"

Eyes closed, mouth open, she lets out a strangled cry and comes. You take over the thrusting for her as her body stops obeying her, slamming your cock up into her tight cunt over and over.

"Oh fuck, fuck me!" she whimpers. "Mmm, yes! Ohhh! Ohhh! Ohhh, fuck!"

You're not far off yourself. In a single fluid motion you roll Lari over, your cock never once leaving her, so that now you are on top. With the brutal strength and speed of a warrior, you proceed to fuck her hard, taking her body for your own. She can only hold on to your shoulders and ride out the storm.

You come with a roar, the pleasure blinding you. You're vaguely aware of Lari thrusting up against you as you crash down on her, creating a rhythm between your two bodies. You lean in and bury your face in her breasts, kissing the glorious expanses of skin and the two erect peaks on top of them.

The rhythm settles down, slows, and finally stops. You collapse on top of her, your body and hers flush against each other, both of you breathing hard. A thought suddenly makes its way into your mind: that was only the first bout. What on earth is going to come next?