An orgasm or two

On an overlook, on this foggy dusk, were a neighbor were to brave the streets on the night of a hunt, they would behold the sight a large brute of a what could barely count as a man gingerly hugging a female frame to his own. Wet sounds of flesh against wet flesh could be heard, accompanied by the intermittent lingering masculine moan. Were one to be even closer. They would see the woman more clearly. Legs hooked around her large partner, hiking her skirt high up, exposing her lower form, which bucked as a long muscular tube pumped in and out of her lower lips. A steady drip of their combined fluids coming down the strangely dexterous lower limb. Listening at such a range, one would hear the quiet but continuous moaning chant as Jessica spoke nonsense into the brute's leathery flesh as her mind broke to the pleasure.

Jessica felt herself become overwhelmed by the arousal as the snake-cock continued its ravaging. A heat, as if from the friction blossomed in her lower body, traveling through her in a slow but crushing wave. She wasn't even aware of when she had embraced the beast with her legs, but she was too caught up now to stop.
Then she felt a second sensation. As if it were the static build up before a lighting strike, Jessica felt an almost searing sensation of pleasure in her depths. Then her body spasmed, as the lighting struck, her body undiluating, trying to milk her partner. Her passage way tightened in waves, her legs hooked and bent, pulling the brute's hips against her. Her mind exploded in a small series of fireworks, sensation becoming too intense to parse in the moment, letting her body's automatic reactions pilot her spastic frame, not even conscious of her cry aloud in reaction to her orgasm.

The brute, merely mortal, moaned a breathy, strained moan in response, and Jessica's coaxing body got it's reward. The sensation of pumping, heat, and wetness changed the momentum of Jessica's orgasm. Turning from waves to a sudden crash of muscles, as her pussy continued its hard milking. Holding one another tight, the large cock hosed the young maid's box with it's seed, bulges visible as the cock worked each shot into its vessel. Jessica felt a second hot wave, as the pressure within her overcome the seal of the cock and emptied back out onto the ground below. Still the intruder worked within her. Still writhing, even as it came, drawing out Jessica's mutual orgasm.
After an interminable forever. Jessica's mind return. Blanked from the experience, she merely breathed as her body shuddered lightly from pleasure.
Jessica had an odd moment as her world pitched forward, and she briefly felt weightlessness, and an impact followed by a gentle bounce as her weight pressed into her captor. Arms no longer caging her to his form.

Jessica blinked her eyes, one eye still not able to open fully and sat up, feeling a brief discomfort as the snake cock finally slid out of her. The brute had fallen asleep as if to fulfill every stereotype she had heard from the old housewives when they thought she wasn't listening.
Her mind was in a state of giddy confusion. She had survived? Her body still flush, sensitive, but mostly sore from injury and fucking her had just had.
The air felt thick and suffocating as Jessica gathered her wits as she rearranged herself. Fear slowly trickling back in with the awareness.