Primal Impulse (Xtreme Edition) (29 page)

“Are you comfortable, baby?” asked Steven. His voice was the epitome of sensuality. It seeped out raw sex.

“Yes,” answered Jena. That was the only word she could muster. Anticipation had overwhelmed her.

Jena looked into his eyes. They gleamed with the hue of passion. The multi-colored rays were a piece of his soul revealing their sensual secrets. They were blue and green and brown and yellow beams of lust. They were the sunshine of his sensuality. Behind them lay the generosity of a giver. The pleasure would be hers.

Jena watched his eyes as they took her in. They spoke to her. They told her that she was the most beautiful woman in the world. They told her to embrace her body for it was perfect. Forget about that tiny scar from years past. Forget about that little layer of fat that you worry about so. Forget about how you may smell or taste. Stop the worrying. You’re wonderful. You’re beautiful. You’re special.

Tear down those walls that shield the joy. Break down those barriers to enjoyment. Release those imaginary enemies into space and send them on their way. Put it all behind you and leave it in the wind. They never were issues to begin with. They were only creations of the self-conscious. Empty yourself of your inhibitions and let your soul run free. Open up and let it all go. Be confidant and be free. Love yourself and your sensuality. Lay back and take your pleasure for you deserve it. You are the One.

Steven let the tips of fingers slide down her thighs and over her knees. Jena felt the trail of heat behind them. Steven then leaned in and slowly inhaled her. She could feel the tingle of his lips touching her pubic hair. Then came the heat of his breath as he slowly exhaled his treasure of her scent. Once again she had been placed upon the pedestal of adoration. Once again she was a Queen.

A scene from
Naked Emotion
flashed before her. Joan Dixon had described this very moment with her words. She had expressed the sensuality that had taken her over. She had penned the emotion and passion that was now circulating in her head. She had captured the lust and desire that heated her core. Jena was a real life character riding out a fantasy.

Jena had experienced this moment before in the pages of a novel. Now she was living it. Joan Dixon was in Steven’s head. And Steven’s head was between her legs. And the two together were the essence of ecstasy.

Steven lightly ran his tongue over the length of her. Her pussy quivered at the touch and begged for more.

“Oh yeah, baby,” said Steven. “You just relax and take your pleasure. Think about nothing but how good your pussy feels. You’ve got your hot man licking and sucking you. It’s all you, baby—all you.”

Steven licked her from top to bottom. This time he let her really feel it. His lips raked across her outer lips. His tongue gently pried them open and drew out the treasure. It was wet and sweet. It was the drippings of lust. It was the sweat of her soul. It was Jena bearing her essence. It was the taste of heaven that he craved so. It was Jena’s pussy juice and he wanted some more.

“Oh, yeah, that’s my baby,” said Steven. “That’s my hot and horny baby. You gonna give me some more of that hot pussy juice, baby? You gonna give me another taste of your sweet cum? Huh, baby?”

Steven pushed a finger halfway inside her. Then he pulled it out. He took it in his mouth. He wrapped his lips around it and slid it out wiping it dry.

Jena watched as he savored her. She was in his head as he relished her. It was his ecstasy to drink her up. It showed on his face, in his eyes—it was pure joy. His whole body radiated of passion from taking in his baby. Jena could almost taste it herself. Steven leaned in and kissed her clit. He gave it a gentle suck.

“You gonna give it to me, baby?” His voice melted her. “Are you gonna cover me with your cum?”

“Yes,” moaned Jena. “Take it, baby. Take my cum.”

Jena watched as Steven rested her knees upon his shoulders. Now she felt totally weightless. She had never been so relaxed, so comfortable. It was as if she was suspended in some sort of solution that held her. She was floating effortlessly while her pussy was being ravaged.

Her entire focus was letting the pleasure flow into her core. It was being licked and sucked by the hottest man on the planet. His lips and tongue and magic hands were having their way with it.

Never had she felt so good about herself. Never had she been so comfortable with her body. She had a man who wanted to consume her in every respect. She would give all of herself to him. She would let him lick her dry and swallow her down. There were no inhibitions. There were no restraints.

Steven had made sure she knew. He had put it in her head that she was perfect. Her body was perfect. Her pussy was royalty. It was hot and wet and a treat to her man. It looked good and smelled good and tasted like heaven. Her pussy juice was nectar to be devoured.

Jena’s was the hottest pussy in the world. It was clean and natural. It was to be admired and adored. It was the beautiful core of her sensuality. It was to be stroked and caressed and fingered and kissed. It was to be spoken to with respect and told how hot and sexy it was. It was a treasure to behold, an inexhaustible reservoir of lust. It was made for licking and sucking and streaming out passion. It was made to cum and cum and cum some more.

Steven had somehow managed to place her in the perfect position. Her hot man had her in a pleasure trap. He had physically set her up to receive. Her entire body was an antenna of sensation. Her mind was free of the bondage of insecurity that every woman carried. Her head was in the clouds and beaming with confidence. He had wiped away all barriers to pleasure.

Jena was the One. She was a receptacle for pleasure.
She was the Queen
!

Steven gently opened her up. He spread her out and gazed at her clit. He could actually see it throbbing with the need. He pressed his face against her and took it between his lips. He sucked it into his warm mouth.

“Oh, God,” groaned Jena.

Steven caressed it with his tongue. He gently ran circles around it as his lips encased it in their soft heat.

“Oh God, baby,” said Jena. “You feel so good.”

Jena arched up in pleasure. Steven was perfect. He was licking and sucking her while his fingers teased her pussy. It was not too hard and not too soft. It was absolute perfection. Steven was sucking up her pussy. He was eating her good. The waves began to roll in.

“Enjoy it, baby,” whispered Steven. “Enjoy me. Think about nothing but how good this feels to your pussy.”

Jena wanted to watch him pleasure her but the sight was too much. The image was too powerful. The eroticism was over the top. She leaned her head back onto the sofa and closed her eyes. She would let her pussy rule her. She would let its master have his way.

Steven momentarily released her clit and plunged his tongue deep inside her.

“Ummm,” he groaned. Jena knew the sound. He was getting high from her taste. Steven was in heaven when he was licking up her juices.

The thought stayed with her. To know that she was the object of so much desire…that she was so valued…so craved…it was so fucking hot. So fucking hot!

It was an incredible aphrodisiac to know you’re turning someone on to this degree. Once again she was in his head. He was lost in her and her body. Her scent, her taste, her essence—he was eating it up. There was nothing Steven would rather do than lick and suck on her. There was no place he would rather be than between her legs eating her hot pussy.

Yeah, this man loves my pussy! He loves sucking and licking me! He loves my cum all over his face! So fucking intimate! So fucking erotic! So fucking hot!

The first wave crashed and carried her away.

“Oh, God! Oh Fuck! Ummmmm! Ohhhhhhh! Ohhhhhh!”

Her pussy erupted as the pleasure broke free. It raced from the source hungry for flesh. It permeated her entire body. It was a deluge of lust that flooded every cell. It saturated her in pleasure. It was Steven eating her pussy and giving her what she wanted, she needed, she craved. It was satisfying relief for a very horny girl. And she wanted more.

Steven gave her a reprieve as she caught her breath. He looked at her face that reflected the pleasure. He gazed into the eyes that captured the essence of sensuality. Those beautiful green eyes were talking. They were saying thank you for your touch. Thank you for giving me pleasure. Thank you for understanding me and my needs. They were honest eyes. Underneath was his hungry, horny baby. Yes, his hot baby needed to cum some more.

Steven was basking in her release as much as she. To give her pleasure was the ultimate. To watch her squirm as the waves of passion crashed over her was as good as it got. To see her wallow in ecstasy from his touch, his kisses, his caresses—nothing was better.

Steven held his open hand over her pussy, almost but not quite touching it. It was literally steaming. He could feel the condensation of lust coating his palm. It was Jena’s hot cum bubbling over and begging for more. It was her steamy animal trying to run free. It was his sexy baby just being her sexual, sensual, horny self.

Steven had to have it. Jena’s delicious pussy was right there in front of him. Her thick and lusty juices were amassed inside. They were ready to be coaxed out by his touch. Jena would be a cum machine tonight. He could feel it. She would let it flow. His horny baby needed it.

Steven licked her from top to bottom. It was a long, slow lick from the bottom of her pussy to the top. From her ass all the way to her clit and up and over he ran his tongue. He could feel her feeling him. He felt her feel the sensation of raw pleasure.

Jena moaned softly as he did it again. This time he scooped up a taste of her. He held it for a moment and cupped it in his tongue. He savored the taste that was like no other. It was the taste of lust and passion. It was the intimate juice of his hot and horny girl. It was a taste of heaven.

Jena dripped onto his lips. Her essence ran down the sides of his tongue. He let her sweet honey roll down his throat. It was piece of his baby that he wanted to carry forever. It was a piece of her soul that he wanted inside.

His senses bathed in her essence as he swallowed her down. It couldn’t get more intimate. To drink her in was to take in her spirit. It was consuming her beauty and her nature. It was a piece of her lusty drive sliding down his throat and into his soul.

Steven made sure that she heard him swallow her. He wanted her to
know
. She would have no doubt how much he was into her, how much she turned him on. To take in her juice was to take in heaven. To swallow her hot cum was a treat, a delicacy. It was a precious piece of her heated desire.

Call it dirty, call it nasty—call it whatever. If that’s what it was then so be it. Getting dirty and nasty can be a huge turn-on. Rolling in the sweat and the spit and the cum was fucking
fun
. To be able to play in the love and lust was a gift. Enjoy it. That’s what he and his hot sexy baby were all about. They were natural and free. Giving and taking and exhausting themselves into each other…yeah, so fucking hot.

It was love and trust and giving. That’s what it really was. It was opening up and being honest with each other. Jena was his baby to do as he pleased. What turned him on turned her on. She too was rolling in the lust. What turned her on turned him on. It was sharing their gift of each other and letting the curtain fall.

They were exposing the raw underbelly of sexuality. They were famished for the flesh. They were two sensual beings lusting after each other with no holds barred. There were no limits or controls. There was only the pursuit of pleasure. And right now her throbbing clit was staring him in the face. It was filled with hot blood and was begging to be caressed. It was pleading to be licked and sucked and made to cum. And it would.

Steven took it into his mouth and gave it a good suck. He licked all around it. Jena’s pussy opened up to thank him. Her lips unfolded to prepare for her pleasure. Her pink flesh glistened inside. It awaited the onslaught of ecstasy that would surely come.

“Ummm,” Steven groaned in a low rumble. “You’re so fresh and clean and tasty. I’m gonna eat you good, baby.”

Steven’s words were flames of her desire. They were leading to the edge. She could cum from his voice alone. He was so damn sexy, so damn sensual. He was so fucking hot!

“Yeah, baby,” said Steven. “You just lay back and take it. I’m gonna suck all the cum out of your hot pussy.”

“Ohhh, God!” cried Jena. He had her so worked up. She was so fucking horny that she could explode any moment.

“Ummm,” moaned Steven as he plunged his tongue deep inside her.

“Ahhhhhhh!” shouted Jena. “Ohhhh, God.”

Jena left the world behind as the pleasure overtook her. Steven’s talented tongue and lips began a furious assault on her senses. He had set her up for this and now it had arrived.

Steven licked her clit. He sucked it into his mouth and rolled it between his lips. He let it go and dove back into her soaking wet pussy. He sucked in her lips and her flesh as if he were trying to swallow her whole. He filled his mouth with her pussy inside and out. Then he released it and lapped her up with his tongue.

Jena covered his face with another explosion. She could feel him and hear him reveling in his reward. She momentarily opened her eyes and saw her man taking her in.

Steven lifted his face and it glistened in the light. He was a hungry beast devouring his prey. He was her lusty man getting his fill. He was eating her pussy like a starving animal. He was sucking her pussy as if his life depended on it. He was a ravenous savage lost in lust.

Jena showered him again as her walls released another wave. Hot, wet cum flowed from her into her baby’s mouth and over his face. It washed over his tongue that was searing her flesh with pleasure. It flowed endlessly as Steven licked and sucked and swallowed her down. It was pure ecstasy for him as much as her. Jena’s pleasure had saturated them both. It was one long orgasm that just kept coming.

Over and over Jena delivered her prize. It was hot and wet and filled with passion. It was an unleashing of raw desire. Her pussy was being taken. It was being made to cum. She couldn’t have stopped it if she wanted to. She was a pleasure machine that was out of control.