Tight places

You go across the hall to a room with one large bed in the middle, a large wicker box in the corner and several closets. You hear slight rustling from inside the wicker box, the material giving away whoever is inside. Going over to open it, you find a short woman with proportions that could only be described as a shortstack. She smiles up at you, laying on her back in the basket with her legs spread. You see her start moving to rise, probably thinking to move this to the bed.

“Oh, don’t get up.” You say, laying down on top of her and the box. The box is shallow and wide, not large enough for you to get in but shallow enough for you to fuck her while she’s stuck in the box. The box creaks, the same sound that gave this woman away will likely echo through the house during your time with her. You feel her hand reach down and guide your cock into her, slowly pushing into her pussy. The skin of her hips and shoulders rub against the sides of the box, pressing into it around her hips as you slowly thrust all the way in and push softly, grinding a bit and enjoying the sensation of taking it slow after knocking up your last partner.

She bites her lip and looks up at you, tingles radiating up your hips from this point of contact. After a few seconds of sitting there, locking eyes with you inside her, she says, “What are you waiting for?” She says, stressing and stretching the are to make it more mockery than question. A slight smile traces her lips, her naked chest rising and falling. You take another moment to look at her, red curly hair flowing from her head to just past her shoulders. She shifts slightly, just a roll of her shoulders. You start thrusting slowly, drawing your member halfway out of her sex before sliding it back in. She begins moans softly. Her eyes stay locked on yours, their dark green pigment accentuating the rest of her face.

As you speed up a bit, you bend down to kiss her. She kisses you back, both soft and passionate. Her arms, restricted by the box around her, come up to embrace you. Your hips slap against hers, speeding up your thrusts once again as you reach down to feel the shape of her hips. Your hands run down her back, pushed into the box with each now-frantic thrust. She moans loud into your mouth, eyes open once again and staring hungrily into yours.

You feel yourself reaching climax, her pussy squeezing your cock as if her number one concern was getting you to knock her up. She breaks the kiss, smiling for a moment as moans start to escape her lips. The wicker box sounds as if it is going to break or wear apart, relenting under your combined fervor. Your eyes find her again, her mouth turning to an o shape as you thrust all the way in. Her pussy squeezes your dick as she orgasms, pushing you over the edge. You thrust a few more times as your seed paints her womb, spurting and flowing into her. Her back arches from the pleasure, eyes now unfocused.

Seconds later, her eyes refocus and look to you once again. You lay inside her for a few moments, both of you breathing heavily. You get up slowly, offering her a hand. “Oh, what a gentleman.” She says, smiling as she takes it and stands with shaky legs. “Should I wait here, or would you like some company to help finish the game?” She says, smiling up at you as she sits down on the bed.

“I won’t say no to a partner.” You say, your cock hardening thanks to the aphrodisiacs and her naked body. “Just so long as you’re okay with watching me do what I did to you to others.”

“I don’t mind that,” she says, waving away your concerns like a slightly irritating insect. “Do try to stay focused on them, I’d hate for you to get distracted by me.” She stands from the bed on slightly shaky legs and goes to the bedroom door. “Shall we?”