Part 9 . . . Reality in the Twilight Zone
A sudden, frenetically insistent spasming of Snama's yoni around his phallus made Neshe withdraw and thrust back hard into her, again and again, his groin smashing against her buttocks punishingly.
His hand found her belly, ascended on to her breasts, pulling at them at them roughly as he thrusted into her again and again.
Snama strained back at him with every thrust, moaning his name, her voice rising as the turmoil in her being spiralled into a crescendo.
Neshe became even more vicious.
And then something snapped, Snama became absolutely limp, still.
Neshe continued thrusting still, wanting to immerse himself entirely into her, pistoning into her with increasing force, till he himself burst, his lips seeking her shoulder, his teeth sinking in.
"Ahhh!" she cried out softly, gasping at the lust within her own flesh. Her head rolled first away from the pain, and breathing deeply, she accepted it, as a gift from her lover.
For a moment in time, she was suspended, he was pushing her with his ferocity...pushing her, to reach beyond her fear.
Under the pain of his teeth, she transformed; from prey to beast. He awoke the sleeping tigress in her.
She turned her face to his mouth, his teeth brutally close to tearing her skin.
She licked out, and touched his lips with her tongue. She licked them, softened his mouth, his teeth losing their grip as his tongue sought to meet hers. She kissed him using feline power, licking him, loving him with her tongue.
Here, her ferocity began.
Her power, first came from her mouth. She sucked it from his tongue, as though this tongue was the very organ that had just so ravishingly filled her.
She sucked his tongue as if to make it cum into her. Her hands clasped his face in a tender grip.
He became lost in her mouth, in the passion with which she held his tongue. He began to penetrate it deeper toward her throat, and she instinctively bit him.
While he drew back in surprise, she pulled away quickly, rolling her body to cover his.
Taking his hands in hers she stretched his arms out to the side. She hooked her feet around his ankles and parted their legs together. Her skin met his at every possible point.
She was on top.
She kissed him again, this time, slipping her tongue over his lips. It was the sweet delicate kiss of satisfaction.
Snama then took her mouth to Neshe's right ear, nibbled on the lobe, and whispered into it
"Thank you. Thank You so much."
Her hands pulled his flat and she stroked circles in his palms. At the same time she began to nibble and suck at his neck. She dragged her fingertips along the taut musculature of his arms until she reached his firm shoulders.
Pushing herself further now down his body, Snama took an exploration of Neshe with her sensitive lips. Reaching his small hard nipples she sucked and licked as a kitten, first at the left and then quickly attaching to right and dining there.
Once satisfied by Neshe's response that she had lit those two flames Snama proceeded downward, her hands caressing his sides, her tongue trailing downward, discovering his navel and swirling there in two sensual sweeps.
Kneeling up now between his legs, she looked down to Neshe.
He locked his eyes on her and she held his gaze. Indeed, her eyes did flare as she smiled at him and smoothed his abdomen with her fingertips, brushing the warmth of his naked skin....over, and over, and over again.
Without removing her eyes from his, she let her hands slide onto the the flats of his hips and down in between his thighs. She smiled into his eyes with a wicked playfulness, running her hands quickly under his thighs to beneath his knees. She lifted his legs forcing his knees up and apart.
Never leaving her hold on his eyes, she slowly bent herself in half, lowering her mouth to his spent penis. Finally, she closed her eyelids. She expected no arousal, this was an excercise of completion. A final expression, the cleansing of his parts with her mouth.
With him open, she was able to access all reaches of his privacy and in sensory delight she lingered there, with her hands and mouth, chewing, licking and sucking on him like a toy.
When she had finished her play, she, being so very satisfied, pushed his legs back to the bed. Curling up in between them, she nuzzled her cheek into the soft naked bed of his pubis and fell asleep with him gently stroking her hair.
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