Buyer’s Market(345)

“I… need… to… fuck you,” Austin breathes out, placing his hands on top of my head and forcing me to stop. Moving so fast that his movements become a blur, he goes up to his feet, making his balls pop out of Strokes’ mouth. He reaches for my hands and, grabbing me, pulls me up to my feet and then throws me down on the couch. He doesn’t even wait a second; he climbs on top of me, pressing his body on mine, and guides his cock right where it belongs. I let out a wild moan as I feel his cock parting my inner lips, and then strain against my insides as he slides it inside of me with one anxious thrust.

He holds his position for a few seconds, the tip of his cock pressing deep inside of me, and then slides out slowly; that, of course, just so he can thrust again. And that’s exactly what he does: he thrusts in one hurried movement, his shaft burying itself inside of me and he starts building up a rhythm.

I cross my legs around his waist and, burying my fingernails on his back, I succumb to the movement of his hips. My eyes are closed and, even though, I’m trying to open them, it seems that my eyelids are so heavy it’s a miracle I have ever opened my eyes.

“It’s… so good,” I moan, my nerve endings firing off and setting in motion a chain reaction. There’s a chemical whirlwind inside my body, endorphins raging through my bloodstream and blending in with adrenaline, and I know where all this leads to, one mind bending orgasm.

“It is,” Austin agrees, placing one hand on my cheek. I open my eyes to look at him, and a mellow smile takes over my lips. It’s almost hard to believe that this is real isn’t? By all means, I shouldn’t have gotten an happy ending like this. But, when everyone thought of me like a poster girl for disaster, the world turned around on its axis and gave me a chance.

“You’re everything to me, Austin,” I tell him, losing myself in his eyes. It’s true; forget about money, fame or what have you. All I need in this world is for him to stay by my side.

“So are you, babe,” he smiles back at me. But then his tender smile starts widening and turning into a wicked grin; with a glint in his eyes, he starts to thrust even harder than before, and my only response is one hard scream. I feel his cock pulsing inside of me, and each time that happens it almost feels Austin is going to rip me in two. But that doesn’t happen, of course what happens is that a violent scream claws its way up my throat and, as pleasure explodes inside of me, I cry out as loud as I can.

Fireworks go off inside my head, and I swear I can feel my bones rattle. My muscles twitch and spasm, and it seems as if my spine is one fire. Right now, my body is like a red hot piece of coal, and my only pressure valve is the scream I’m unleashing. I don’t even know for how long I climax; all I know is that by the time the waves of pleasure start calming down, my limbs feel as heavy as a slab of concrete. My legs fall from around his waist, and even my arms slide out from around his neck.

“You okay, babe?” I hear Austin’s voice coming at me as if he’s in a whole different continent.

“I’m… I’m good,” I force myself to say, and then I grin at him. “I’m good for more,” I tell him, and he acts on it before I can even blink. Still with his cock inside of me, he goes to his knees and, grabbing my legs, pulls me closer. Then, before he even starts to thrust, he turns to the side and looks at Strokes.

“Enjoying the show, are you?” Strokes! I almost forgot all about her. Her eyes are glazed, and her mouth is slightly ajar, yeah, she’s enjoying the show alright. She’s still on her knees, looking at us as if she has never seen something so impressive in her whole life.

“You guys…” she starts saying, but she’s at loss for words. But then her eyes meet mine, and I know she still has a role to play.

“Come over,” I whisper at her, sliding one hand down my stomach until my fingers are right above my pussy. I place one fingertip over my clit and, as I press down on it, I chomp on my lower lip and wink at her.

“Well, if the lady says so,” Austin chuckles in a quiet tone, offering one hand to Strokes’. Still looking as if she’s in a trance, she grabs Austin’s hand and goes up to her feet slowly. “She’s delicious, you’re in for a treat,” Austin tells her, and she starts bending over me. I take my hand out from my pussy and reach for her, placing both my hands on her cheeks. Pulling her into me, I gently brush my lips against hers, and then set her free.

Strokes starts kissing down my chin, her lips tracing a soft line over the curve of my neck. When her mouth is right between my breasts, she hikes up the curve of my left breast and wraps her lips around my nipple. I sigh heavily, my voice growing thick, and she twirls her tongue around my hard tip.