Oreo's Private Room *Invite only*

[oreocookie]

God. He was so big inside of her. He could only move slowly, but it was enough. It almost sent her over the edge, in and of itself. But she held back. It wasn't time yet. But as he thrust himself into her, she came, and she came hard. Every ounce of her shuddered and quaked. She tightened around his impossibly large cock as her muscles spasmed. Her mouth made a perfect "O" as she came, a silent scream of pleasure. And his growl... Oh, god, the growl... It heightened her arousal, making her orgasm that much more powerful as he slid into her again and again, pounding her with brute force that shook her very being.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

She came and he had to stop. Literally stop, as she was almost too tight to move in this fashion. Every thrust of his hips only shook her spasming body and even as he shook her on his cock, he could not get the sensation he wanted. He wanted to fuck her. He let her hips touch cold wood and moved her bottom onto the desk. Taking a moment to grab and grip it. Her body twisting down to rest on top of her arms. The could not be comfy. He moved her back and un did the silk, tugging for a while at the knot until it came out. Letting her come down as he stayed inside her. He growled further as he moved her arms, cursing the lack of planning that wasted a precious minute of time. Until her arms were free. There.

He looked at her. Garter pushed and messed. Straps unclipped, and stockings discarded. A tie around her eyes, legs spread while he was inside her. A perfect image of sweating wantonness. His hand ran up her body and touched her breasts. Glorious mounds they were. Pinching her nipples softly as he began to slowly move again. Building up slow speed as his member began to invade her once more. Her moans and cries drew him farther, and and with a smile she could not see, and a slight chuckle she could hear he bent one of her legs up and behind her head. Affording himself more space and room to begin to pound her body into this desk. his breath was hot against her face, and kiss kiss was wet, and as insistent as his cock hammering hr cunt. He was atop her now. And she should know it. Should feel every bit of him taking her, his braid on her nipples. His bite on her neck, and feel his dick shattering through her wet folds.

He was a sexual beast, and she was his perfect little meal. A cookie to be crushed and eaten and devoured in steaming lust. And his deep powerful growl only confirmed that.

 

[oreocookie]

She moaned and quivered as he pounded into her, filling her completely, bending her, bending himself over her. The lack of sight make the process enthralling, unique, heightening her other senses. Every touch of his skin, his mouth on her body, moving, nibbling... His hair tickling her as he took her... His pure, beastly, animal growl... Everything... Her body arched for him, opened for him, accepting him and wanting more and more of him.Her breath is spastic, trying desperately to catch up to her. The pace is frenzied.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Long minutes pass like hours, like days. Time has almost no meaning beyond the slap of bodies, working on each other, the tattoo his hips beat into hers the only way of marking the next moment from the previous one. A constant wave of pleasure. But all good things must end.

He moved up off of her, and for a moment she was empty; bereft of anything in her hot cunt. Then she was being thrown over onto her stomach. The warmed wood pressing against her breasts. And two of his fingers. Obviously not enough keeping her going. Keeping her wet. Waiting. Wanting. He wanted her to boil and plead for his cock to be back in her. he was soundless though. Using this moment to hold back his own orgasm. It was far too soon for that. And so he spanked her. His other hand falling hard across her toned and perfect bottom. Over and over, and over again.

Making her guess what she had to say to get his cock back.

 

[oreocookie]

She whimpered as he withdrew, not sure what was happening. And he didn't re-enter after turning her over. He just spanked her, his flat palm hitting her cheeks. She's confused, lost. Why'd he pull out.

Please...

She begs.

Please use that big cock to punish me...

She tries desperately to craft the words to feel him back inside of her.

I need... I need to feel you inside of me...

 

[chronicle_tenko]

She needed him. Did any words ever sound so sweet? Especially from such a sweet little cookie as this. And if the truth were to be known.

"I need you too. I need to be inside you."

He'd said it, and his body was following, pushing into her. Stretching her again as she was bent over the desk. He removed her blindfold and then gripped her hips. Holding her in place, comfortingly as his thrusts became less about violence and more about pleasure. Each pounding motion of his hips was no less rough. Just as fast, just as wanting. But something changed in the timbre of it, in the way his hands touched her flesh. The way his flesh was taken into her body. How he fed her core, and stoked the burning fire of her loins. He could feel her totally and anew, as one of his hands tangled in her hair, and then gripped her skull. Powerful grip pressing into her scalp as he pulled her back, arching her back as he took her.

He moaned. Deep and loud, and his thrusts came faster. From a more total point of his body. He fell over her again, and smelled her hair, and the sweat and scent of her passion. He tasted her neck and then bit her earlobe softly. His hands took in the reddened flesh of her bottom, and felt each pull of her head as he pulled her back to him. And his moans joined hers, in a passionate duet. Captured in this perfect tableau of friendly lust.

 

[oreocookie]

Nothing had ever felt so fullfilling. Oh, how she'd needed him back inside of her. And his granting of her wish... She held back another orgasm, knowing it would cause him to stop. She didn't want him to stop. She couldn't let him stop. Her hands curled as she remembered something he'd told her. She knew there was a lot more to come. God, how great it felt.

Unnnnnhhh...

She can't help but moan loudly. The fucking had turned passionate, still that raw, animal need, but something more. Something that was so fullfilling, so comoforting... She came again, couldn't help herself. Her hip pressed to the desk, her back arching into him, her hands curling in the air.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

She came and he groaned as she squeezed and pressed to him. Her already tight passage becoming something almost unmanageable. But he strained and kept going. Knowing she wanted him to. Wanted him to keep her on edge keep her coming. Make her scream and cry and clutch the hard wood, as he crashed into her, his breath coming with hers while he drilled into her.

"Oh sweet fuck, you're so tight."

He had to let go of her hair. And he bore forward, putting weight on her clit as he penetrated her sex. Pushing it grinding it against the unforgiving but smooth varnished wood. His lumber picking up power as he grabbed her thighs and pulled them up. Holding her almost wheelbarrow. Fucking her like a man possessed. It was only an inevitability now. She would make him cum.

 

[oreocookie]

And an idea came to her, as much pleasure as he'd given her, she wanted to give him. She groaned in pleasure and managed some words.

You can't... unh... can't forget that... can't forget that tittyfuck... unnhhh...

She moaned again, her words hard to come out, but purely for his pleasure. Not that she wouldn't enjoy that just the same, but she knew he loved it. Sure, her breasts weren't very large, but they were large enough to be pressed together with squished between them, her face ready to catch his cum on her, to fullfill his fantasy.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Can't forget that titty fuck. No he very well could not. He could not imagine anything greater than that culmination. Than being fulfilled like that. Feeling her breasts slip over his throbbing cock, and watch as he slid through the depths of her cleavage. See the anticipation on her face. Knowing that soon he would not hold on, and eventually she would tumble him down, break him and make him cum. that he would give every bit of himself over, in great gouts across her breasts and face. that she would be wearing the best part of him all across her smiling face. Eyes like a cat's glistening with mischief. Her reward indeed.

But this was still his. Still his moment, and he still had power, so he would still keep fucking her lithe little body. Still keep pounding his shaft into her hungry wanting hole. He'd feed her pussy forever if he could, even though he knew it was impossible. But he was powerful, strong, and had stamina still, even as his breath came in gasps and great blowing heaves, even though the only sounds he could make were nigh feral snarls and growls. Even if his hands were something like claws, gripping her body tight as he used it for his pleasure. He would not stop.

No matter how many fireworks her squeezing wet folds set off behind his eyes.

 

[oreocookie]

She moaned louder as he pounded into her, taking her every breath, matching it with one of his own. Was there anything better than this? There were so many feelings in her... lust... want... yearning... need... pleasure... arousal... it was so much... each thing... she moaned, squealed, made sounds of pleasure... nothing was enough. She felt him inside of her, pounding her, strecthing her, pleasuring her... nothing was enough. Nothing. Everything was enough. Yet nothing... So confusing... so blissfull...

 

[chronicle_tenko]

He locked as she came. So close. So Close. But this wasn't how he wanted this to end, it was not his time to follow her down that whirlpool of desire and orgasm. He peaked, and held. His cock throbbing with need. Screaming at him to finish it. to pound into her, and fill her with seed. Instead he stayed feeling her buck, and hearing her moan. Watching her cum. She was beautiful. A perfect fantasy, who deserved a perfect finish. Anything less would be an insult to her, and everything she had done. For him to him, and had done to her.

His legs collapsed under him and he fell back into the thick leather chair gasping, so close to cumming.

"Please Oreo."

 

[oreocookie]

As he sat down, she contemplated how to finish him off, what position to get in. His height would make kneeling hard. She gets an idea. She moves under the chair to find the lever to adjust it. She does it just so, putting him to the right height. She then moves back around, to be in front of him, on her knees, her breasts even with his hard, raging cock. She presses her breasts together around him, moving them slowly, up and down, her tongue sticking out to flick over his head when it got close enough. Her body moves up and down, her pace quickening.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

The first touch, like always is like heaven. Only unlike the smooth soft, and wet slick of her tongue he can't avoid gasping when she first nestles his cock between her breasts. Nor can he resist gripping the arm rests, powerfully, when she begins to move, stroking him softly. the sweet weight of her breasts, the soft crush, the silken trap of her tits. His head rolls back, a moment and he waits feeling himself tighten. He looks down lower lip bitten, On edge. staring into Eyes that are as lust filled as his.

But does she want this?

"Where do you want me to cum Oreo? Do you want me to frost you properly?"

 

[oreocookie]

Cum all over my face. Cover me in your jizz.

She purrs to him, the words rolling of her tongue naturally as she moves her body for him. She notices his strong grip on the chair, but remains silent about it, a smile playing at the edge of her lips. These subtle signs were her proof of his pleasure, of his enjoyment. They were there for her to enjoy quietly.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

He started to attempt to speak. To warn her. But his throat strangled him. Air the last of his concerns, as he begins to cum. Biological imperative be damned, Orgasms feel good. This one felt godly. His cum came in thick hot streaks. Like a storm breeze. His first shot only scattering drops against her chin and neck, falling back down to spatter on the tops of her breasts. His second came with a roar. A glorious cry to match the thick volley of his seed. A burning white rope that fell heavily across her face. Forehead to lower lip. Then a second crossing her face. Clinging to her skin and glasses. His warm essence marking her, proving to her that she had brought him low. She'd caused this.

He hoped she would not stop, as he began to unleash himself upon her.

 

[oreocookie]

She gasped as he came without a warning. Hey eyes closed for a moment as her mouth opened wide, hoping for a bit of his taste inside of her, teasing her taste buds. She continues to move her body as he cums. She wasn't going to stop, he hadn't stopped, why should she? She planned to pleasure him, milk him for all he was worth. She purred as cum landed in her mouth, giving her her first taste. She swallow it, savoring the taste.

 

[chronicle_tenko]

Something perilously close to a whimper crossed his lips as he let loose, against her insistent taking. The sweet slick mess he'd created only adding Lubricant for the moment. Another blast fired, and he felt his own head try to snap back, though he could not look away from the sweet mess he was creating. Frosting this Oreocookie. A thick gout, almost geyser like caught her lips, and exploded against her cheeks, and mouth. Leaving a runny creamy mess to slide into her open mouth. Another great scream came, and the 15 seconds of his coming seemed to be eternity as he finally began to dribble down. The last pumps leaving his spent cock an aching eternity, of thick white dribbles. He breathed sweat casting on him, and blew hard. Air leaving him finally instead of trying to choke him. His body incapable of work, mind incapable of thought. He only said.

"Thank you. Thank you. That was gorgeous."

Finally he reached for the wet stocking, Now warm and damp to pass it to her.

"In case you didn't want to lick it off."

 

[Bluemage]

He sneaks into the dark and empty private room of the woman named after cookies. His eyes scan over the scenery for a moment as he checks it for scary things that might be hiding in the shadows, such as ghosts, or possibly ninjas. He wears his own ninja costume, which really, could be several other costumes as well, such as a samurai costume, or a jedi costume, or something else that he couldn't think of at the moment if it were looked at in the proper light. He moves stealthily about the room, as if ready for something to leap out at him at any moment, unsure of where danger might be hiding.

In truth, he had been told somewhere that ninjas took hiding in places where no one else was, and this was the best way to check the private room to make sure that ninjas weren't hiding in it, ready to do physical harm to the sweet little oreo when she was least expecting it, as that would be a truly terrible turn of events. Of course, now that he thought about it, he wasn't sure what he was going to do if a ninja popped out of the shadows, as he was currently unarmed, but surely his attire would frighten them off and leave the room vacant and safe for anyone who would venture inside of it's walls once more.

 

[oreocookie]

She pops out of her closet quietly, and sneaks up on the "ninja."

Boo!

 

[Bluemage]

He jumps and does a roll to try and evade what he can only assume is one of the ninjas that he was supposed to be shaking out of this place, causing him to go crashing into something and ending up in a mess on the floor.

 

[oreocookie]

She laughs and makes her way over to him.

Face it. Ninja material, you ain't.

 

[Bluemage]

rubs his eyes

I was making sure that there weren't ninjas in here, after all I didn't want them to hurt you or ruin your next encounter.

 

[oreocookie]

Well then you shouldn't have dressed like a ninja. It's misleading.

 

[Bluemage]

He blinks and narrows his eyes

Well, obviously I wanted to frighten the ninjas with my scary ninja appearance.