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nubile figure was driving back onto him, demanding more,
requiring every inch.
    Paul
gasped, breathing heavy as her form surrounded his manhood. It was
boiling, a world of warmth and a crushing grip. It was almost too
much, the way she began getting into it, how she had started to fuck
herself back onto him of her own will. Holding her tight, he thrust,
over and over, burying his need as deep as it could possibly go. They
were a pair caught in the moment, lost to their pleasure, and nothing
could stop them from heading towards the end. The inevitable climax
they both desired, but craved, and needed more than they could
understand.
    Faster,
and faster, his strokes coming in time with her cries. The arch of
her back was delicious, the fullness of her hips in his palms. On and
on, the speed increased, the sound of her wetness below as he smacked
into her so perfect. He could feel it, feel himself tensing,
throbbing, the shivers coming quicker.
    Brandy
didn't know what she was saying, if she was making words or just
sounds. All she focused on were the sensations, the quivers, the
fullness unlike anything she had ever dreamed. When he began flexing
inside, somehow getting bigger, she knew what it meant.
    “Please,”
she screamed, “please! Come in my ass, oh god, please, just do
it!”
    It
set him over the edge, her moment of clarity, her sexual demands.
With a loud moan, he dug his fingers into her skin and drove himself
forward one final time, holding her in place, despite her squeals and
wiggling, as he came deep inside. Thick ropes of come began filling
up her hole, the force so much that it set her over the edge. With
one more shout, a pleading, whimpering noise, Brandy climaxed a
second time. Thighs shaking, she drooled onto the sheets and lost
herself.
    Some
time later, as Paul hunched over, panting, he stroked his hand over
her lower back and sighed. She was laying there, breathing heavy,
eyelashes fluttering, gray orbs unfocused as she tried to look back
at him. Gently, he pulled away, withdrawing his dick inch by inch. A
few drops of the milk filling her ass dripped out with the motion,
mixing down the triangle of her thighs with her own nectar, and he
found himself smirking at the sight. The cream inside of her, the
forbidden place, it amused him that she had clearly enjoyed the
experience.
    As
he sat next to her on the bed, observing her luscious body and the
sleepy way she looked up at him, he saw her amazing lips part into a
smile. “I guess you win that bet, then.”
    Laughing,
he gave her a light slap on her ass and shook his head.
    “Oh,
no. I think in the end, we both won.”

    The End

A Note From the Author

    Thanks
for indulging in another story of mine!
    If
you'd like to read some of my other works, I'll recommend Beguiling
the Crown , as it's a lovely tale of fate and choices.
    Or
try Her True Nature if you're a lover of dark, sexy stories.
    For
some curvy blackmail romance, check out Cruise
Line Curves .
    For
more curves, Curves
in the Sand .

    For
some monster books;
    Yielding
to Dragons
    Yielding
to the Rat Clan
    Yielding
to the Giant Slug
    Monster
Hunter Conquest: Bundle
    Spanked
by the Fox Demon
    Yielding
to Werewolves

    For
my longer work;
    Magic
Can Get You Anything -
A 50k BDSM story about mistakes, and the paths they lead us down;
Often, into the arms of the one we least expected.

    Thanks
again, and if you liked this, feel free to email me your comments or
thoughts at [email protected] !
    Or
check my blog at http://mandolinecreme.blogspot.com/

    Best,

    -- Mandoline
Creme