Resistance is Futile

As you stare at Soo-yin you marvel once more at her beautiful face. Her lean muscled figure. Her tiny sexy tits. The way the sweat drips slowly down her chest. She still had on her pants with just a sports bra on top. Did she know how fucking sexy she looked right now? That long black hair, those mysterious dark eyes, those incredible Asian features all put together just right. What a hot sexy bitch!

"Uh..uhhh...what um...kind of poison...is this...do you think?" You mumble.

You see she is clenching and unclenching her fist. "It...seems to have some sort of...aphrodisiac quality to it." She replies. God that voice, how you'd like to hear it cry out in pleasure.

You clear your throat. "I'm...uh...going to keep looking for a switch..." You say, trying to think of a reason not to look at her.

"Yeah...me too." She responds.

You turn and start looking along the wall. All you find are images of a man and a woman in an assortment of different sexual positions. The images always framed in a square box, did that square outline around the figures signify this room? Was this a room for sex? Was this a room for fucking? Was this a room for Edward and Soo-yin to fuck each other? You looked at the intertwined little figures in all their sexy positions, all you could see was you and Soo-yin as those little stone people. You figured it out. This was a room for fucking. This was a room for fucking Soo-yin! That's why it exists, you are sure of it.

You shake your head, trying to shake off the effects of the poison or **** or whatever it was. It's effects were getting to both your mind and body, exciting you, enflaming your passions. You wonder how Soo-yin was feeling. You were heterosexual, so you assumed the temptation was much more immediate for you.

"Uhhhmmm...I'm not thinking too straight..." You groan. "I'm...having thoughts..."

"I feel it too...I feel it..." She says softly. Her right hand is at her head, rubbing her temples with her thumb and fingers.

She feels it? What the fuck does that mean? She feels her hot sexy body under those clothes? She wants to feel my big cock?

You shake yourself again, this time your whole upper body. What was happening to you? What was happening to Soo-yin? You knew what you wanted to happen to Soo-yin, you wanted her to lose those fucking clothes is what should be happening to Soo-yin!

"Edward."

"Yes!" You answer too quickly.

"I...uh...we need to...uh...we should work this effect off...we should...uh...wrestle?" She was sweating and looking at you like a tigress looks at an unsuspecting deer. "I need to do something. I need to touch something."

"Wrestle...Yes! Yes wrestling...to work this off." It sounded completely logical to your addled mind. "I can touch you, if you need it."

You reach out to each other to initiate a wrestling grapple. The next thing you know you are in each others strong arms french kissing hard and deep!

You push off from each other in a loud gasp and stagger to opposite corners of the room. "Sorry..." You manage to say.

"Yeah...sorry...I uh...almost tried to...uh...fuck...you...just then. he he" She lets out a **** little laugh, she is breathing hard.

"Me...too...about the fucking...wrestling won't work..." You say, your own breathing picking up as well. Your heart was beating in your ears and the light from the lantern had taken on a slightly purple hue. Your mind, body, and soul are screaming at you!

Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!

"Then let's fight!" She stamps her foot and turns to face off with you like a matador might with a bull. "I'll kick your sexy ass you fucking disgusting male."

"Yeah! We'll fight!" You agree. "I'll fight you! The winner fucks the loser! They'll fuck them right here in this room, they'll fuck them so deep and so good."

"Agreed!" She nods, her eyes were wild and she was getting ready to charge. "I'm going to fuck you so fucking hard! I'll fuck that disgusting male body and you'll know you've been fucked!"

The two of you charge one another, slamming into each other with the **** of grand sumo champions. Not one strike is thrown as you collapse to the ground pulling clothes off of one another.

The next few hours are a haze. Only snippets of the experience make it into your memory.

At one point you have her pinned and you are fucking her from behind. Your hips slamming into her fine little Korean ass as you plunge your meatstick into her wet pussy. She pushes back onto you on each thrust, her long straight black hair bouncing on each impact. Neither of you spoke as a more base animal instinct had taken you over completely. Grunts and cries were all you could manage.

You recall struggles between your love making, slamming each other against walls. Grabbing each other, tearing at each other, throwing each other against the walls and to the floor. You just couldn't get enough each other and you went after each other like a junkie after their ****. Nothing was enough so you kept going at each other in every way you could. Your heart beat in your ears like a drumming second hand, fast and strong.

You remember her having you pinned, her riding you while she had your arm twisted and trapped under you. She slammed down on you fast and hard. Both of you groaning in delight. She came like a lioness going for the kill, holding you down and thrashing and undulating on top of you. She even leaned down and bit your shoulder! You didn't care, it all felt amazing.

At one point you were 69ing her. You ate her pussy like a starving man while she sucked at your knob desperately, like she was trying to win a race. She grinds her crotch into you, forcing your head back against the stone floor, while you thrust up powerfully into her mouth.

A snippet of you taking her bent over, her hands against the walls as you ploughed against one another. A distinct memory of the constant rhythmic slap slap slap slap as you fucked her deep and fast. You remember shooting your sticky load across her back and ass, then slamming back into her warm welcoming slit moments later still hard as steel.

The final bit of good memory you keep is the pair of you in the center of the room. You are standing and have her held up on you, her legs wrapped around your hips and her elbows on your shoulders. You suck and lick her tiny tits and their stiff dark nipples as she moves up and down on your cock. Both of you are screaming and moaning, crying to the gods in ecstatic bliss.

Even through your muddled mind you note how incredibly different she was from Natali. She felt different, smelt different, tasted different, moved different. With Natali love making was like a graceful dance, two bodies moving in unison. With Soo-yin it was like a bout of professional wrestling, while the result was predetermined there was a lot of hard struggling and grappling and positioning for dominance in the meantime.

The rest of it is a blur. From the scraps of cognizance that remain it seemed like you did the A to Z of the Kama Sutra then wrote a few new chapters yourselves. You knew you came at least three or four times.