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Her hand fell away as a small orgasm shot through her, electrifying her nerves and

scalding her inner flesh. “Oh, God…! God, Pavel, help me!”

Moving up her body, he caught her beneath the knees, lifted and spread her legs out

and back. He stretched her so wide she could feel the burning pull in her thigh muscles.

Scooting his hips close to hers, he fit his cock at her entrance. “Watch me.”

Her gaze sped to his.

“No, not my face,” he said. He nodded down toward where his long erection rested at

her opening, the blunt tip buried in her thick hair, looking like a pillar of ivory against her dark brown and red pussy. “Watch us. See me entering you…”

His long, thick erection looked so angry and red, filled with blood and desire. Giving a small twist of his hips, he rubbed the tip of his staff in her juices to coat it well. He tapped her clit twice before pushing inward, beginning a slow, measured slide inside her. Smiling down at her, he kept the forward pressure steady, giving her pussy time to stretch and mold around his thick girth.

“Oh, God…we look so awesome…this feels so awesome…” Her head fell back, neck

muscles grown weak as she shuddered at the delicious glide of hot, hard meat along her slick walls.

“Open your eyes, Kaila. Keep your gaze on us until I’m all the way in. I want you to see how well we fit.” His guttural words jerked her from her mini-swoon and she obediently glanced down her belly to watch his cock slide further in. The muscles in her thighs

twitched as he lay on top of her, his body weight forcing her wide open.

He came and came in a long, drawn out glide until his pubic bone grated against her

clitoris, his straight golden bush meshing with her crinkly dark brown curls.

“Ah, Kaila, honey…you are so fucking hot and tight!”

“Is that --” She clutched at his shoulders, sucking in a needed breath as her vagina

strained to hold his massive girth. “-- is that a good thing?”

“It’s a fucking great thing, honey. Okay…” He panted, trembling against her. “Okay,

let’s wait a minute. If you move now, I’ll lose it, and I want to make this so good for you…perfect.”

She couldn’t help shifting underneath him, eager to explore more of the exciting

sensations his presence inside her was generating. “You were right -- it didn’t hurt too much going in, but I feel so full…like I’m stuffed to overflowing with your cock.” She sighed, undulating against him, and gave a little laugh as she draped her arms about his neck.

“Oh, hell, woman!” Pavel groaned, coming up on his toes. He dragged his cock out till just the head snagged in her elastic opening, then surged heavily back into her. “Didn’t I ask you to be still?” He growled the next sentence, eyes narrowed on her face. “I hope you’re ready, sweetness. This is going to be a… Very. Rough. Ride.”

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He emphasized each word as he fucked her, his powerful thrusts pounding in, his thick cock hurting her as he tunneled deep. Mouth latching onto a straining nipple, he bit down as his hips sent his cock plunging in sharp, powerful jabs that lit up her nerve-rich sheath.

“Yes, yes, yessss! You’re fucking me so hard!” Kaila threw her legs over his churning haunches, used her heels to force him deeper inside her clasping pussy. “Oh, yes, Pavel, shaft me! Fuck me harder! Ouw, ouw, ouwww…! Oh God, it hurts so good…”

And he was hurting her, albeit deliciously. There was nothing civilized about Pavel as he growled and grunted over her, hands digging into her flesh to hold her in the position he wanted. He ate at her breasts as he fucked her, biting and licking her nipples, teeth closing on the upstanding tips with a pressure just shy of brutal.

Kaila found herself responding to his wildness, glorying in the knowledge it was her

body, her pussy driving this luscious man to lose all control. She flailed under him, ecstatic cries -- raw and animalistic -- pouring from her mouth. Needy and raunchy, the noises shocked her. Never would she have imagined such nasty sounds falling from her lips.

Sweat dripped from Pavel’s face onto her breasts, glinted on the muscular arms holding him aloft. His hips flexed with each powerful thrust, driving his cock deep and hard. Their bellies slapped together, the noise sharp and compelling in the darkened room. The wet, carnal sounds of vigorous fucking rose about them as he plunged his raging erection into her dripping pussy, meshing their pubic hairs, grinding the ridge of his cock against her clit with each long, outward stroke.

Heart racing, Kaila opened her mouth for Pavel’s tongue, clung to it, breathing his air and giving him hers as the conflagration within threatened to explode outward. Body

heaving under his, giving everything she had, she clenched down onto the thick penis

tearing her apart, ripping her world asunder and creating it anew.

Pavel, teeth gritted with effort, gripped her hips and rolled her higher, changing the angle of his entry. With a guttural cry, he pulled out of her. “Still not enough…have to get deeper!”

“No!” Disbelieving, Kaila screamed in denial, hands outstretched to hold him to her.

“Hold on, baby,” he growled, rolling her to her side and sliding behind her. “I want to reach more of this sweet little pussy. I want to touch your womb.” Lifting her right leg over his top thigh, he pressed in from behind, burying his cock back inside her greedy vagina.

“Oh, shit…! Shit, you’re in me so deep!” His cock felt long enough to exit from her mouth. He slid in and in on an endless search for the mouth of her womb, penetrating higher than he had before. Her fingers curled around his upper arms and closed on his biceps, nails gouging the skin as she arched her spine under the dark pleasure of his thrusts, sobbing for breath.

“Oh, yes, Kaila…that’s it! Hold onto me as I claim what is mine. Feel me fucking you, claiming you!”

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Trembling at the overwhelming sensations, she obeyed, pushing back into his heavy

thrusts, inviting his possession, used her body as well as her mouth to beg and plead for more, more. “Oh, yes! Fuck me, Pavel. Fuck me harder…deeper!”

“Are you mine, Kaila? Because if you’re mine I’ll never stop fucking you!”

“Yes…yes!” She didn’t stop to think, just grabbed at his promise. She never wanted this moment to end.

His hips slammed into her, sending her pelvis jerking forward. The heavy hand on her

lower belly dragged her back against him, not allowing an inch of her flesh to escape his hold. “Then say it. Say, ‘I’m yours, Pavel.’”

Her head lolled limply on her neck. “I’m yours, Pavel.”

“Louder! Shout it.”

“I’m yours, Pavel!”

“Say, ‘My pussy is yours.’”

He shafted her so hard she could barely get the words out. “My pussy…ooh… my

pussy… ohmygod…uh…oh, god, it’s yours…it’s yours!”

He smiled in praise, slowed his frenzied fucking to a gentler pace. “Oh, babe, you’re so tight like this…so hot around my cock.” One broad hand reached down, cupped her pussy where it stretched around his cock, fingered her clit until it burned. Her vaginal muscles fluttered, clenched on the welcome intruder in helpless tiny ripples.

He purred, “This precious cunt of mine is trying to squeeze me to death while your wet heat’s burning me up.” He took her hand and placed it low on her stomach, below her belly button, pressed his own down hard over it. “Can you feel me burning inside you? Feel how hard my cock is for you…only for you?”

She groaned and shuddered. Beneath their hands, she felt and could almost visualize

his cock tunneling beneath her skin, buried deep in her pussy. Pavel spoke of burning, but it was she who burned inside, the hot jut of his cock scouring the length of her convulsing channel. He was so thick, and her vagina so untried, the thrusting began to chafe the narrow groove of her sex.

Just as the discomfort started to detract from her pleasure, Kaila felt a burst of warm soothing fluid flood her channel, spreading blessed balm to her tender, abraded tissues.

Another jet and still another bathed the stinging flesh until all she felt was the slide and glide of his body in and around hers. She realized he was releasing his sperm in small spurts to lubricate her sore pussy. His caring actions caused her already engaged emotions to deepen.

Kaila knew she’d just taken a step closer to falling in love.

Those soft feelings exploded into angry anxiety as he pulled out of her yet again. She growled. “What the fuck…?”

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“Want to see your face, see you come…” His hoarse words disintegrated into a rough

moan. His large hands turned her, opened her, his heavy thighs pressed her legs apart as his thick penis scraped past her clit, causing volcanic eruptions in her womb.

A pained groan sounded above her and she glanced up to see Pavel’s mouth opened in a

grimace, face contorted with strain as he rocked his hips, powering his cock with what seemed inhuman speed. “By the Moon…come for me, Kaila!” He gasped, impossibly

redoubling his thrusting until the friction of his cock inside her pussy generated the heat of a melting sun.

Kaila had never imagined being fucked so determinedly, so perfectly. His body

worshiped hers, every muscle flexing in smooth collaboration. His mouth and hands moved in coordination, setting a rhythm that steadily built her excitement until she was screaming at the indescribable sensations pouring over her. “Oh yes…ohmygodddd…Pavel! Oh hell,

fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckmefuck me…yessss!”

Breasts swelling, nipples hardening to stiff peaks, she thrashed and jerked, every nerve in her body standing at attention and responding. All the strength seemed to leave her extremities as lava formed in her womb and radiated outward. Legs and arms falling away, eyes rolled up in her head, Kaila quaked and shuddered. And the pleasure redoubled and grew again.

Sweat poured from her. She moaned, both frightened and thrilled to feel her body

quickening, readying itself for another explosion. In the complete stillness before the carnal storm struck anew, she stared up at her lover and whispered, voice filled with wonder and awe, “Oh Pavel…you make me fly. Is this how it feels to soar?”

“Oh Kaila, my darling…what a gift you are!” Sounding shaken, Pavel slid his hand

down and latched onto her clit. Wedging a finger in past his pistoning cock, he drew out her juices and slicked them over the hard, stiff button. He circled the upstanding knot with one finger while raking his thumb across the little head, playing her like a virtuoso.

Ecstasy -- white hot and shimmering around the edges -- slammed into her, struck her

head on and tumbled her into a grinding completion that went on and on. She turned her head and muffled her screams by biting his arm -- the only part she could reach without removing her hand from her belly, where the movements of his cock continued to enthrall her.

With a final wicked thrust, he stiffened and froze against her back. His cock grew

enormous, stretched her pussy until the pain threatened to overwhelm the pleasure. Hips melded to hers, Pavel threw back his head and howled, shouting his climax to the ceiling.

“Pavel, it hurts!” She sobbed, frightened at the pain, at the growth she could feel

beneath her fingers. There was something there at the base, a knot of some kind, blocking the mouth of her vagina, trapping his cock inside her. “What’s happening? What is that?”

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Groaning, he hung suspended over her as his cock continued to grow and spew,

squeezed by the rhythmic convulsions of her clenching channel. “Hold on, babe. It will be okay, I promise. Just ride it out…this is just me loving you good.”

His fingers ringed her clit, pinched and pulled it as he shot jet after hot jet of come into her sealed pussy. He filled her up, emptied his load into her until she could feel his balls hanging slack and emptied against the crack of her bottom.

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Cream Pie

She awoke to soft kisses and wet nipples. Kaila opened her eyes to find Pavel nuzzling at her breast, his mouth opened over her left nipple while his right hand toyed with the other. His tongue swirled around and around the tip, teeth nibbling gently on the crest.

Her hand came up and plowed through his thick swatch of hair, fingers bunched in the

locks at his neck. She held him to her, pressed his mouth closer to the place where she ached and stiffened for him.

Pavel switched to the neglected nipple and gave it the same detailed loving, not halting until both tips were diamond hard and shining with his saliva. Lifting his head, he scooted up and fit his semihard cock in the niche of her thighs, burrowing until his hips won a place between her open legs.

Lips smiling down at her, green eyes crinkled in amusement, he bent his head to place an almost chaste kiss on her mouth. “You sore?”

“God, yes.”

“Too sore to take me again?”

She gazed up at him in wonder. “You want me again?”

He dipped his head and nuzzled her in the tender bend where her neck met her

shoulders. “Always…always…in all ways.”

She didn’t want to deny him, but her pussy did ache and throb something fierce. “I’m

really sore down there.”

“I can make it better…”

Kaila closed her eyes as Pavel slid down her body. His hands lingered at her breasts, thumbing the soft nipples into stiff hillocks. Long fingers plumped the resilient mounds as his mouth skimmed over and over the crease just beneath the swelling of flesh.

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She moaned a little as his gentle manipulation brought her body to life, raised the heat, swelled the craving into a conflagration of need. “Pavel.”

Her fingers slid through the silken strands of his hair, pressing his mouth against her skin. His teeth scraped across a spot low on her belly, causing her muscles to contract. She shivered as his tongue darted out, lapping at the small bowl of her navel, painting the ticklish depression in wet heat that cooled as his mouth roved lower.