"I want you to … fuck my ass again," I say, slowly going down to the floor. I go on all fours, turning myself to Strokes again, and I place my elbows down on the floor. Austin kneels behind me, his big hands resting on my cheeks and spreading them wide, and then he takes the tip of his cock straight to my hole.
"Do it … " I moan, mentally readying myself for the cocktail of pain and pleasure he's going to serve me. Taking his time, he starts to push his cock inside of me, his girth straining against my inner walls as it stretches my ass. "Oh, fuck … " I moan again, making the effort to push my ass back at him. I only stop moving when I feel his whole cock inside of me, my ass cheeks pressed against his thighs, and I take a deep breath. "As hard as you can, Austin … And we don't stop till we're done," I order, straining my vocal chords to get the words out. This is it, the final lap, the victory lap.
"You're getting bossy, aren't you?" he starts, sliding his cock halfway out. "I guess I'll just have to fuck that bossiness out of you." He's barely finished speaking when he thrusts violently, his length pushing its way deep inside of me. I scream so violently that I don't even know how my throat is capable of producing such a sound, I guess that's just a side effect of having a twelve-inch cock deep inside my ass.
I let my head fall down, my hair cascading over my shoulders and covering my face, and surrender to the way Austin is fucking me. His hands are still on my cheeks, keeping them parted, and he's rocking hips fast, his cock working me like a piston.
This time, I don't even feel it coming. There's no mounting pressure, and my muscles don't even tense up. No, this time pleasure just explodes inside of me without a warning, the detonation shaking me to the foundations. I go blind momentarily, or are my eyes shut? And I even stop hearing what's around me. I lose myself in my inner world, adrift in a raging river of blissful ecstasy. Austin is still thrusting, though, but I feel him close to the finish line.
And, as that thought crosses my mind, is when he pulls his cock out of my ass. "Turn around," he tells me, the tone of his voice leaving no room for a snappy comeback. So I just turn around and go to my knees, looking up at him with an expectant look in my face. I reach for his cock, curl my fingers around his shaft, and then start stroking. Or try to, anyway: all it takes is one stroke and his cock pulses hard and starts gushing like a fountain, his warm cum hitting me straight in the face.
I open my mouth and stick my tongue out, taking his seed into my mouth. He fills me up in an instant, my mouth brimming with cum; I do the reasonable thing and just swallow, his salty and raw flavor making my skin prickle as it goes down my throat. He keeps on spraying his semen all over me as I do, covering my face and chest completely. I feel thick and gooey strands of cum sliding down my body and I open my legs slightly, allowing it all to drip straight to my pussy.
"Oh, God, oh, God," I hear Strokes moaning, but I don't even turn to look at her. I just smile as I hear her voice quivering, her wild scream of pleasure filling the whole room.
"Fuck, this was crazy," Austin murmurs as his cock gives out one dying spasm against the palm of my hand. I peel my fingers off of his shaft and, taking both hands to my breasts, I squeeze them and start smearing Austin's cum all over my naked body. He just watches me do it with a smile, his eyes locked into mine.
"It was crazy … But it's not over," I tell him, and then lean into me. I part my lips and take his cock into my mouth, sucking him dry of the few drops that have dripped down his shaft. When I finally pop his length out of me, Austin places his hands on my shoulders and pushes me down to the floor. I let him to do it, tumbling back easily, and then spread my legs as I realize what's coming.
He doesn't waste a second; he leans into me fast, taking his mouth straight to my drenched pussy. I squirm in place as he sucks hard, using his tongue to scoop up the strands of cum that have made their way to between my folds. Once he's done there, he brushes his lips over to my clit, and then continues moving upward. His tongue traces a straight line over my stomach, going all the way up to between my tits, and then he moves over to my left nipple. He circles it with his tongue, taking in all the cum, and the goes for my right nipple. He does the same there, and then he moves his lips over my wet skin until his mouth is on mine.
We kiss in abandonment, the cum he holds in his mouth dripping into mine. We're a wet dirty mess right now, and I couldn't love it anymore. Seriously, this is way beyond perfect. This is something you could only do with a man such as Austin.
"I fucking love you," he breathes out as we pull back from each other. We sit up on the floor, breathing hard and looking at each other.
"I love you too," I whisper, and that's when I hear Strokes clear laugh.
"Seriously, guys," she laughs, "I can take all the sex. But this mushiness is way too much for me." She stands up and, picking up her towel from the floor, chuckles to herself. "Back to the shower with me, I guess."
We watch as she leaves the room and then, as a pleasant silence takes over, Austin places his hand on top of mine and gives it a tender squeeze. He then takes his other hand to my belly and rests it there as if he's trying to feel the new life growing inside of me.
"I guess this is a whole new adventure for us," he whispers, and I see it all unfolding before my eyes: marriage, a baby, growing old by his side. Everything I never knew I wanted, but everything I needed.
I remember what Austin told me when I was just discovering who he really was. Python is a place where your wildest dreams come true, he told me, and only now do I realize how right he was. The moment I stepped inside Python, the wheels started spinning, setting in motion what destiny had planned for me. And my wildest dream became true in the end: me and Austin, together. That's what I wanted more than everything in the world, and it happened.
One word of advice to you: get to Python as soon as you can. You never know when your own dreams might come true. I'm sure the men at Python will give you a push in the right direction.
86
Mistress Strokes
Bet you weren't expecting to hear from me, huh?
Well, I couldn't leave New York City and not say something.
Not after the shit show that's been going down.
And, yeah, I'm leaving New York. I don't know how long I'll be gone, but don't worry. You'll see me again.
I'll pop in and out no matter where you are. If you stay with Alexis, you won't get rid of me that easily.
I just wanted to say thank you for bearing through this before we start wrapping things up, you know? I know at first it didn't seem like there was going to be a happy ending, but I think we're getting to it now.
I know you might not like reading about FMF or whatever, but it's sexual. And it's dirty. And so I'm hoping it got you wet.
Plus, I mean Destiny and me, we didn't get far anyways.
But I mean, we had to do it.
Because we had to put a stop to Lester.
You see, Lester represents the old. The old way of thinking. Men, when they thought they could repress women. I'm all for men dominating women during sex, hell, if both parties went into it consensually I'm all for being bought and sold at a fucking auction if you're a virgin.
But what I can't get and won't put up with is the fucking hypocrisy that this world has lived with for too long.
Men can go around and fuck anything they want. But get a woman who likes sex, and she's a whore. She's a slut.
Fuck that.
My goal, from now on, is going to be to travel through and keep the society fucking honest.
Anytime there's a woman in trouble, expect to see me.
Anytime there's a double standard, I'm going after the motherfucker who's perpetrating it.
Sure, it means leaving New York. It's been my home for so many years, but during these past months it became something foreign to me. After seeing all the things Lester did, and after dwelling for so long in the city's underworld … I guess all that took a toll on me. But now that's just the past. Ahead of me there's a long road, and it leads to wherever I want it to.
Austin is busy compiling all the information he got after his security cleaned out Lester's house, and he's going to hand everything to the authorities (the non-corrupt authorities, I mean). Once that's done, I'll be free. It's kinda weird, really. I spent so much time trying to make a difference, trying to do some good in this city … And now that my job here is done, I'm actually at a loss on what to do now.
"Partner up with us," Austin and Destiny offered me, but I just couldn't accept it. Python and Dirty Destiny are almost an extension of they are, and I'd just feel like an intruder. "Then be our second in command," they insisted, but I had to say no again.