During the Crossing (closed)

He stared at her with lust in his eyes, unfiltered, unabashed lust. There was no other way to explain it. He wanted to bend her over his arm laying kisses up her neck, finding his way slowly and luxuriantly her lips. And then finding other places that she was needful of some kissing. The corners of his mouth lifted slightly, realizing not only that his desire was to be realized, but that she too wanted him in a way that no woman had in quite some time.

As he stood there with the camera in the crook of his arm, cradling it like a footballer might, he realized that he was going to have to put his camera down. He wasn't sure if he could comfortably do so. He found himself wondering how long it had been since he'd been in a room with a naked woman. Of course, he had gone on a bit of a binge immediately following the divorce, but that had been a while ago. It had even been quite some time since he'd picked up one of those particular and alluring photography jobs on the side.

Her words pulled him from his reverie though and he lowered his arm til the camera was gripped loosely in his hand by the lens at his side. He reached behind him to place it on the table. It wasn't long before he was standing before her, unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his wide shoulders and broad chest; letting the shirt crumple to the ground at his feet. His pants were still obviously stretched at his crotch, and he was mildly conscientious of it as he began to fumble with the buckle of his belt, staring into her eyes as he did so.
 
He was handsome when he smiled, Amanda thought to herself as he stood there staring at her body with a wealth of appreciation in his gaze. She watched as he held his camera in the crook of his arm before allowing it to be placed on a table behind him before he moved towards her. She grinned, knowing that she had him in her web.

She allowed her hands to glide over his shoulders, down his chest, her fingers helping him to undo the belt that held his pants up as he fumbled. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his shoulder as she pulled the leather from the loops, tossing it to the floor behind him.

Her teeth nipped into his flesh as she unbuttoned his pants, shoving them down his hips until he was standing before her in his underwear. His erection was obvious and she glanced down his body, sighing at the sight of his arousal so evident.

“Well, hello there.” She whispered, glancing back up towards Christian and smiling brightly. “I see someone’s eager.” She reached towards his bulge and cupped him in her hand, feeling along his length with a deep sigh.
 
Her lips were electric, leaving behind a trail of fire where they had trailed along his skin. He closed his eyes then soaking in this series of sensations so long in coming. He tilted his head back, mouth hanging slightly open. Then he became instantly self conscious of himself and he snapped his head back to face her.

He found that she was playfully cupping his growing erection in her hand. Then he became self conscious of that too. He wondered if she had ever been with a guy so large as him. Would she even notice? He'd been told time and again how impresive it was, but maybe it was all talk and he really wasn't. Or perhaps she had just had enough experience more considerable than his own to take note.


"Well, I hope that that is what you expected to find," he said, nodding slightly and glancing down to the cock cradled luxuriantly in her hand. Smiling down at her his lips found hers and he kissed her lightly, almost playfully--the corners of his mouth lifted slightly.


"It seems that I wasn't the only one who was anxious to get out of her clothing. In fact, it seems to me that this whole charade was your idea. It never crossed my mind that all you would want to do is seduce your photographer." This he said smiling, joking. And as he did, he tugged gently at the strap of her bra, parting it from the skin of her shoulder. Then he pulled her to him,wrapping his thick arms around her waist and back, crushing her breasts against his muscled chest and pushing them up out of her skimpy little bra in a way that he found all too alluring.
 
Amanda could see the concern in his eyes as she playfully stroked his cock through the thin fabric of his boxers. He was insecure about himself, insecure about this moment, and in truth, he had absolutely nothing to worry about. She sighed as he looked down at her hand cradling his cock and she squeezed her fingers.

“So much more than I was expecting to find.” She said with a smile, laughing softly as he smiled down at her and his lips found hers. He was growing more playful, more confident and it most definitely turned Amanda on.

“Well, when my photographer is as handsome as you, it’s kind of hard to not want to seduce him.” She said in a throaty purr as he tugged her bra strap down her arm before he pulled her towards him, mashing her breast against his chest and pillowing them up for his view.

She watched as he looked his fill, her breasts rising and falling with each breath and trembling with the pace of her heartbeat. She whimpered as her own eyes were drawn to the erotic scene of her breasts pressed so intimately against his hard chest. Slowly, she pulled her gaze up towards his.

“Are you just going to stare all day or are you going to play?” She whispered to him, a grin tilting one corner of her lips upward.
 
He took three quick steps towards her, into her, and half carrying her, half dragging, he pushed her so that the backs of her knees were up against the bed. As he did so, he noticed the allure way in which his legs brushed her thighs. Hers were so soft and smooth, and he loved they way that they slid along his.

He began to kiss her, tongue darting between her lips and exploring the inside of her mouth. He held her tightly around the waist in his arms and then exerted just a little bit of pressure so that she tumbled backwards, landing on the mattress with a soft 'oof', and a jiggle of here tits.

Relaxing his arms and letting her take his weight, his torso pressed against hers and then he moved n close again to kiss her. After a moment, he hovered over her, smiling and looking down at her longingly.

Then suddenly he broke off and stood, returning to the chair where he had dropped his camera. "As your photographer, I know that my professional opinion is one that matters to you, and as such, I think it's important to document the whole experience. You know, for posterity." He smiled then, leering a little as the camera rose to his eye and he began snapping.

After a moment or two of that, and a half dozen shots from a half dozen angles, he asked "Now are you sure there isn't anything more in there that you are just dying to show off?" He asked gesturing to the still towering stack of packages haphazardly leaning near the door. "Cause I'd wager my camera would want to see too." He smiled again and stepped to the edge of the bed.
 
Amanda had never seen such a feral look in a man’s eyes before. Christian looked at her not as an artist but as a man that was ready to fuck her senseless. She had control of the situation until he strode towards her and half pushed her until she backed against the bed. She gasped as his body followed soon behind, his hard muscle pressing against her until she felt a familiar wet fire build between her legs.

Then his lips pressed against hers and she was lost. She moaned and her hands clung to his arms as his tongue darted between her lips and explored the inside of her mouth. She was lost in the moment when he sent her tumbling backwards against the mattress, a soft sound escaping her lips as her breasts jiggled in the confines of her new lingerie.

She let out a breathy whimper as he pressed his weight against her, his lips pressing fleetingly against hers before he broke off and scooped up his camera. She could only imagine the alluring picture that she presented to him as he snapped the shutter at her from different angles before he hinted that he wanted her to change.

She gave him a sultry smile and motioned towards the other pink bag that was sitting there. When it was brought over to her, she kneeled on the bed and motioned for him to turn around. She wasn’t ready just yet for him to see her naked. That would come soon enough. Once she had shimmied into the new filmy pieces of lingerie, she settled back onto the pillows of the bed and told him he would turn around.

Perhaps she looked much more virginal than she was, but she loved the way that his eyes would scour her body and before settling upon her face. She actually blushed as he did this and she gave him a shy little smile.

“I want to see what you have behind those boxers.” She said in a breathy tone, her chin motioning towards the hard rod that she’d felt just a few moments before.

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He dutifully turned his back on her. As he listened to the rustling of fabric he tried tilting his head, desperately hoping that he could crane his neck without being too obvious, and that through some trick of the light and angles he could see a reflection of her nudity in one of the mirrors or on one of the glass surfaces around the room. To no avail.

It was a wasted effort however and he wished desperately that she was distracted enough wriggling into her newest costume that she had somehow failed to notice the gyrations of his head. He was terribly aroused, there was no hiding that fact. Actually, that was something quite obvious to anyone he thought, glancing down momentarily at the large bulge at the front of his shorts.

When she beaconed him to turn about once more he was thinking self consciously about the spreading wetness at the front of his boxers and the pre-cum leaking from the tip of his cock. He bit his lower lip at the corner as his eyes raked over her body, from the soles of her feet until his penetrating gaze came to rest on her face. She returned his look.

She couldn't help but appear sultry, with her angelic affectation or no. Even her pursed lips and downcast eyes somehow added to the overall effect. He had just lifted his camera to his eyes once more and had snapped the shutter and handful of times, hoping that he had caught her in the act of raising her eyes to his from down in her lap. It was a devastating glance, even given the flush of her cheeks, and one that he hoped he would be able to recreate somehow later, or at least relive as he looked through the set of pictures.

He was listening intently to her hoarse whispers and he set down the camera on the table. He made a little joke about proper introductions all around and plunged a hand inside his shorts. He used the other to slip a thumb inside the waistband and slide them down over the curve of his ass. When his dick was finally exposed, she saw how large he really was. One hand gripped the shaft, about halfway down its length, still leaving a couple inches of rod and head exposed outside his full fist, and more where his shaft disappeared into a thick tangle of hair matching that which grew on his chest. He let go of it as he stepped out of his boxers towards her, letting it swing before him like a herald, the drop of liquid at its tip glistening. He took a breath and raised his eyes to hers.
 
The clicking of his shutter faded into the background. Amanda could barely remember why she was there in the hotel room with Christian. All she wanted in that moment was to see what was causing such a large bulge in the front of his boxers. She chewed on her lower lip as he took multiple pictures, a brief thought of how she must look to him crossing through her mind.

She smiled as he cracked a joke and she found her eyes glued to his hands as they slipped beneath his shorts. She licked her lips as her mouth suddenly went dry and she practically held her breath as he slowly pulled his cock out for her view.

“Oh…!” She exclaimed, her eyes going wide as she saw just how large he was. She finally forced herself to look towards his face and a silly smile crossed her features. “I can’t believe you’ve been holding out on me!”

She couldn’t help but laugh softly as she kneeled on the mattress and beckoned him towards the bed. As he drew closer, she reached out and looped her arms around his neck, drawing him down into a passionate kiss. She sighed as their lips met and the moment seemed so incredibly perfect.

“I trust you know how to use that thing.” She whispered to him, unable to let him go as the kiss broke.
 
He started feeling less and less self conscious as he crossed the room to her. He pulled his hand from his cock and let it hang, sticking out in front of him as he made those few steps...steps that felt much further and more momentous than they actually were. "I've heard some say that it's an acquired taste." A half grin on his face. "That it's something that takes a little getting used to at first.....but yes, I know how to use it." He smiled at her.

His jokes were only half hearted, but all the same, he did want to warn her somehow. If he was going to be ramming into her with unbridled passion, he didn't want her to be started or hurt in the process---he had no way of knowing how long it had been since she'd had another cock, let alone one so large. That would ruin the whole evening, and perhaps the developing relationship that he saw budding.

She was stunning, in her ever so revealing lingerie, with her shy eyes and auburn hair. She was every inch the mature woman who knew what she wanted in life and from a man. But there was something more too. A youthfulness that had never fully fled. A girl who still wanted to play. He wanted her, that was all there was to it. As he felt her arms wrap around him and draw him to her, he wanted to melt, and the kiss that they shared then, somehow even more than the previous ones made promises that he hoped her body could keep up with. For that matter, he hoped his body could keep up with. "Despite the goddam unwieldy thing coming without an instruction manual." He locked eyes with her as he ran a strong hand down her back and cupped her ass in his big hand and tilted his head so that he might kiss down the side of her neck.
 
“Hmmm….I always just throw the instruction manual away.” Amanda comment, a grin tilting her lips as she felt the monster pressed against her belly. She shivered at the very thought of being stretched by that hard cock and she looked up into Christian’s eyes.

“I’ll let you know if it’s too much.” She purred in a soft voice, seeing the concern that he held for her in the situation. “But I can assure you that I can’t wait until it’s buried deep inside me.”

She let out a moan as he locked his eyes onto hers and his hands ran down her back. She was pressed tightly against him as he cupped her ass in those big hands and squeezed until another moan burst from her parted lips. Then he tilted his head to kiss down her neck and she willingly tilted her chin upwards to allow him access.

“That feels so good.” She panted as his lips caressed over the sensitive area of her throat, passing over a rapidly beating pulse and finding the sensitive skin beneath her ears.

She didn’t know if it was possible to be any wetter than she was right in that moment. She had absolutely soaked her panties, almost embarrassingly so, but she was so enjoying this game that they were playing. It was a wonder to see that shy man from the ferry opening up so much to her. She got the feeling that Christian and herself would get along famously.

“I guess you approve of the lingerie I bought?” She teased, giggling as his hands flexed against her ass. “I can’t wait to see the pictures.”
 
Christian kissed down the side of her neck, and hearing the whimpers from Amanda, he knew that he was on the right track. He gently went down as far as her collarbone and returned before taking her earlobe between his lips and nibbling gingerly.

From gripping hard at her ass, he ran his hands up her sides, pressing his thumbs into the sides of her breasts and sliding his hands back down. This time though, hi shifted the gauzy fabric out of the way, so that he might slip his hands inside her panties.

Suddenly he was cupping her bare ass cheeks in his hands, and stretching out the waistband of her new underthings. He looked into her eyes as she spoke.

"Pictures? Of course, if you're so curious, we can take a look at them right now. I have my laptop. But realize that means I would have to take my hands off your body. And yes. I do approve." He said, thinking about the rock hard cock that was then pressing hard against her belly, pinned between them. He dove back in then, taking advantage of her upturned face to plant his lips against hers while he massaged her ass gently and stroked the skin of her back, beneath her nighty.
 
The moment he nibbled her earlobe, Amanda thought she would cum on the spot. The noise that was issued from her throat was pitiful and she melted against his body. Shivering as his hands made a journey up her sides, cupping her breasts for a moment before he shifted back down her body to slide his hands inside her panties.

“Oh!” She murmured as he was cupping her bare ass, his hands squeezing the tight flesh as he looked down into her eyes.

“You take your hands off me and I’ll have to hurt you.” She said with a grin as he dove down and planted his lips against hers, his hands continuing to massage her ass and the skin of her back under the nighty.

Parting her lips, she caressed his tongue with hers, tasting what made Christian truly unique. It was a heady sensation to want someone so bad and she did her best to show it. Pressing her hips forward, she rubbed her body against his hard cock that was pinned against her belly, her breath coming in sharp gasps and moans.
 
Christian hooked his knee upward, sliding his leg between her thighs and lifting her slightly off the mattress, holding her ass in both is hands and pressing upwards with his knee into her crotch. Holding her so, he brought his other leg up onto the bed and started marching forward on his knees, carrying her along. Doing so, he was careful not to bend back her knees, nor to part his lips from hers. He was exploring deeply her mouth with his tongue as it twined around hers.

He lay her back on the pillows, pressing his now naked body against hers and the flimsy material that separated their skins. When he broke this kiss, he rolled slightly sideways, so that he was only half on her, the rest of his weight resting on one elbow as he gazed into her face. He ran a flat hand along her stomach, from just below her breasts down to the beginning of the curve of her mound and back up to cup her breast through her lingerie. He wasn't going to rush into things, but he was very conscious of his large cock jutting into the air between them, and he could feel her body writhing beneath his touch.

"Hurt me? Oh...well I promise not to take my hands off you, but I hope that won't stop you from trying to hurt me." As he said this, he leaned in close and bit down hard on her bare shoulder.
 
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Amanda gasped as his knee hooked upward and pressed against her mound as he lifted her off the bed. She wrapped her arms around his neck as he lifted her with his hands on her ass, holding her as he moved her towards the pillows. His lips remained sealed to hers, kissing her breathless until he lay her back against the pillowy mound.

She was panting as the kiss finally broke and he pressed his naked body against. Her arms moved from his neck, hear hands trailing over his chest as he ran his hand along the dip of her belly to the top of her mound and back up to cup a breast through the filmy material. She moaned as her nipple tightened in his grip, pearling tightly as he massaged the pillowed mound.

She was writhing beneath him as he leaned in and bit her shoulder hard. A loud gasp and then a moan burst forth as she felt her thighs parting automatically beneath him. Turning her head to watch as he bit her shoulder, she whimpered as he released her flesh and she mashed her lips against his.

She didn’t need words at that moment to show him her need. Her nipples were poking against the thin fabric of her top. Her pussy was absolutely soaked. Her kiss was harsh and needy. If he didn’t see that she wanted him, he was a man who was incredibly blind.
 
When he slid his hand down once more, he went further down her leg, gripping her thigh tightly and massaging it as he came back up. Then he stopped and gently slid two fingers down the length of her slit---easily identifying it by the wetness that saturated her panties. He started out slowly and then quickened his caresses, massaging the lips of her pussy through the material of her panties. Her moisture was slick on his fingers and he groaned slightly, almost to himself with the sheer enjoyment of it--know what sort of effect he was having on this woman.

As his fingers worked, he leaned in, kissing down her shoulder from where he had bitten her, down along the neckline of her outfit and then kissing down across the fabric between her breasts. There he went to first one and then the other, kissing the pert nipples through the nightie, his eyes flicking to her face, watching her moan and her eyes rolling back into her head.

Then with a deft movement of his fingers, he slid aside the panties she wore, so that he would have direct access to her pussy and he continued sliding his fingers along her slit, spreading her juices further and dipping between her petals ever so subtly.
 
A soft whimper escaped her lips as she felt his hand glide down to her thigh, his strong fingers gripping it tightly as he slowly stroked his way back up. The moment that his fingers found her damp slit, Amanda’s hips bucked off the bed and she whined in pleasure, her lips parting as he started to caress her pussy.

“Oh God!” She cried out, trembling as his fingers worked over the thin fabric of her panties, pressing into her wet folds until she was squirming with constant need.

The very sound of her wet lips echoed off the walls of the room as his head dipped down to kiss her shoulder where he’d marked her. He was so incredibly gentle as he traced a path over her chest to the fabric that covered her breasts. Holding her breath for a long moment before his lips circled around her nipple, her eyes rolled up in her head as she moaned piteously.

She was in constant motion, the breath in her lungs burning as she sucked in great gulping breaths. With each exhale she moaned, her body absolutely on fire. Then he did the unthinkable…he slid her panties aside and touched her shaved mound. The moment was electric, another cry leaving her lips as he pet his fingers along her slid, her juices coating his fingertips as he dipped between her pussy lips with aching care.

“Christian.” She whimpered, her hands searching for something to hold onto in the tempest of emotions. She clenched at his broad shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh as his wicked fingers drove her towards so much pleasure.
 
“You like that, do you?” He asked her, all innocence in his voice and eyes. "Just don't disturb the neighbors, will you?" He got onto his knees and hovered above her, his lips still harassing her nipples. He started kissing down then, two fingers still sliding over and over her pussy. When he reached her belly and the hem of her top, he flicked it aside with his free hand and kissed the naked skin of her stomach, nipping at it gently with his teeth.

He went further and further then, kissing across her hips and down her thighs, his fingers never leaving her until he was crouching between her legs. And then he did take away his hand, but only so that he might continue holding aside her panties with his thumb as he kissed her on her bald mound.

It was a slow and luxuriant kiss, not demanding or rushed, though when he felt her hips bucking he did use some of his weight to hold her against the mattress. His tongue darted out, replacing his fingers as he kissed up and down her snatch, reaching out and gingerly caressing her intimate parts with his mouth---using all of his mouth, his tongue, his lips, his breath and his beard to excite and thrill her.

He stopped then, and leaning back, he lifted her ass off the bed and tugged her panties down and over her long shapely legs until she was able to kick them off. He leaned back in, his gaze full of lust and pleasure.
 
Her mouth was dry as a bone, a soft moan escaping as he asked her if she liked what he was doing. Oh, most definitely, she thought as she nodded her head, her hips rolling up towards his stroking fingers as he got onto his knees and hovered over her. His lips were doing amazing things to her nipples, kissing and licking them until they stood in hard little points beneath the satin of her top.

She shivered as he stroked over her belly, caressing her skin as he slowly pushed the fabric of her nighty over her belly and his lips moved to her stomach. She sucked in a sharp breath as his lips made her skin quiver, another moan bursting forth as he teased her unmercifully.

She squirmed as he kissed along her hips, down her legs and back up again as his fingers continued to stroke her wet flesh until the very last moment. She parted her thighs for him further, a loud cry issuing from her lips as he kissed her naked pussy.

“Yes!” She hissed, her fingers instantly tangling in his hair as he kissed her with a slow, drugging motion, her hips bucking against his lips for more. She moaned in frustration as he pressed his hand against her belly, keeping her firmly pressed against the mattress.

“Christian, please…” She whimpered, unaccustomed to begging for anything, but she was so prepared to do that with him. His tongue caressed along her slit, wriggling between them until she swore she would turn herself inside out with need.

Then he stopped, leaning away from her skin as he lifted her ass off the bed and pulled her panties over her legs. She kicked them away with a quick motion, parting her thighs fully for him as he got a good view of her naked pussy for the first time. She could see the lust in his eyes, the want of a man who truly appreciated what he saw before him.

“Don’t you dare think you can stop now, Christian.” She murmured, a smile on her face as she watched his eyes turned towards hers for a moment before he started to settle back between her thighs.
 
Now granted her express permission, he settled back between her thighs with relish and with a shit-eating grin on his face. His eyes flicking to her face and back to her shaved pink pussy, then back to her face again as be bent to kiss her. With his hands, he pinned her thighs to the bed, sure that if he did not, then surely he would suffocate as her legs clamps around his head in her ecstasy.

His fingers digging in, he kissed down one side and then back up the other before he tongue darted out to explore her snatch. She was running copiously now, leaving a large moist area under her butt. He closed his eyes and licked along her slit, starting at the bottom and tickling all the way up until his upper lip collided with her clit. He then took that between his lips, sucking gently and teasing with his tongue---before once again releasing it and trailing his tongue down her pussy and taunting her with the fuzz on his chin. He noticed the markedly different feel of a woman who had taken the time and care to remove all her hair but he couldn't recall, or didn't bother to, the last time he had encountered such.

He twisted he legs under him, his knees beginning to cramp, so that he was stretched out full length, his feet hanging off the end of the bed. Taking the weight of his head and shoulders on one elbow, he released his grip, pulling his fingertips from her flesh and caressing the tender inside of her thigh and the pale skin there. Cautiously, with open eyes fixed on her closed ones, he snuck his finger into the path of his tongue, continuing to minister to her and simultaneously coating his finger with his spit. As she bit her bottom lip, he was sure that she hadn't even noticed. Soaked as she was is was almost too easy to slide his finger inside her beneath his chin. He started swirling it around in small circles, exploring the inside of her pussy, touching her walls, and with his tongue he became more focused and fixed, twirling round and around her pert little clit as it emerged from her lips.
 
Amanda lowered her gaze to watch him settle back between her thighs. She trembled, returning his smile as his eyes lowered to the shaved pussy that was presented before him. God, he was so sexy when he did that, she thought to herself as his hands grabbed her thighs and pinned her to the bed. She moaned in instant frustration, her hips struggling to move as he bent to kiss her.

“Oh, yes…” She hissed as he kissed everywhere but where she wanted. Her damp folds were waiting for the moment that he explored her pussy, but he seemed to want to tease her. “Christian…” She growled, yelping as he licked along her slit, a sharp breath sucked between her clenched teeth.

The moment he found her clit, she moaned. Her eyes clenched shut and she struggled against the hands that were holding her down. She squirmed beneath him, her pussy so incredibly wet as he feasted like a man dying of hunger. Everything was incredible, from the way that his beard teased her entrance to the way that his lips wrapped around her clit as he suckled upon her body.

Then he amazed her further, his tongue teasing her clit with quick, sure flicks. She nibbled on her bottom lip, catching it between her teeth as her fingers curled in the bed sheets at the sensation. Then she felt a finger sliding into her wet snatch, her body hungrily gripping him as he explored her most intimate area, his tongue twirling around her clit as it poked from its hood.

“Oh God! I’m…I’m going to cum.” She whined, her belly clenched tightly as she found back against the overwhelming sensation to cum.
 
He had to struggle to contain a smile. Face buried as it was between her legs, he was sure that she wouldn't notice anyway. He could feel the muscles in the legs and torso starting to twitch in the quick manner that indicated she was about to lose control.

He saw the fist clenching at the sheets from the corner of his eyes and he could hear the moaning that issued form her and beside his hearing his other senses were overwhelmed as well. This was going to be one satisfying orgasm, for him and for her. He wasn't going to let up, until her juices were running down and off his chin.

Then Christian went at her even harder. No longer was he sliding a finger gently in and out of her, but he added a second finger and was beginning to attack her pussy ferociously. Meanwhile his tongue was continuing to do it's best work. He may have been a bit out of practice, but he was feeling somewhat inspired. He let out a chuckle and a low moan, sending those vibrations through her clit as the tip of his tongue flicked across her with increasing rapidity. Increasing in time with the clenching and shuddering of her entire hips and torso. He was going to make her cum, and then he would let her fuck him silly.
 
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The second finger added into her entrance stretched her in the most delicious way. She cried out in a keening sound, her entire body jerking as he moaned around her clit, sending the deep, dark vibrations from the tips of her toes to the top of her head. She clenched her thighs uselessly, trembling with the force of the wave that was about to wash over her.

“Now!” She warned him as she came, her juices pooling in her pussy and smearing across Christian’s face. “Ooooo….” Her lips were o’ed in pleasure, her eyes clenched so tightly as she saw colors bursting in the darkness.

Her inner muscles clenched and pulled at his fingers, greedily encouraging more from him as she felt his lips seal around her wet folds and lick her dry. She felt like crying, sobbing until there was nothing left in her. The moment with the man that she’d met on the ferry was absolutely perfect.
 
He finished teasing her pussy, withdrawing his fingers and licking his lips. He ran a hand over his beard and chin, shedding a surprising amount of liquid.

He reared back on his knees and looked down on her, enjoying the view of her reclining and utterly spent body. Her eyes were closed, or if they were open, then she was looking at him through heavily lidded eyes. If she could see, then she would know that he had softened some, but that he was still very much excited.

Her body was incredible and he knew that he was going to enjoy every last bit of her, but that he was going to allow it to take all night. He had a rather self-satisfied smile on his face as her crawled up and over her so that his body was pressed to hers.

He lay on his side, resting on one elbow and tangling his feet with hers. As her breathing slowly returned to normal, he was stroking small circles on her stomach, beneath her nightie, with the tips of his fingers, his cock draped across her thigh.
 
Amanda was trembling as she felt him retreat, his body soon coming to cover hers as he hovered over her. Turning her face towards his, she slowly allowed her eyes to open and she gave him a sexy smile as his hand stroked small circles on her belly, his cock draping across her thigh.

“That was amazing.” She whispered, her head leaning forward as she pressed her lips tightly to his, tasting her own juices upon his lips as she moaned softly. Her tongue fought his, dueling until she finally let him win.

“I think it’s your turn now. I’m going to get that bad boy hard again and then we’re going to have some fun.” She said as the kiss broke and she pushed against his shoulders until he rolled onto his back.

Leaning over him, she trailed her lips over his chest and down his belly until she was face to face with the monster that had been in the back of her mind ever since she’d seen it straining against his boxers. Looking up his body towards his face, she grinned and licked her tongue along his heavy length, sighing at the salty taste of his skin.

She took her time, licking him like he was a tasty treat before she reached between his thighs and fondled his heavy sack. Gently rolling his balls in her hands, she slowly stroked her tongue along the head of his cock, moaning as she gathered the pre-cum before she sealed her lips around him, suckling everything that she could get.
 
As she rolled him onto his back and pinned him there, he reach up to trail fingers along her torso, and he teased her heavy breasts as they too came under his hands. Then all he was able to reach was her head and so he tangled his fingers in the hair at the base of her skull and cradled it, touching and teasing her.

When she finally reached out to touch him with her mouth, Christian thought that he might lose it right then. When her tongue traced up the underside of his cock, enjoying his taste and contours it was unlike anything in recent memory.

When she cupped his balls in her hand he said: "Oh God." and it was all he could think to say. If thinking was in fact what it could be called. For his own part, thinking was very limited just then. He was certain that there was plenty of precum leaking from his dick just then. His level of excitement had reached fever pitch. He could practically feeling it running down the side of his stiffening rod. She teased him with her lips and tongue and then finally made a perfect seal around the head of his dick and all he could do was let out a low moan that came from deep in his chest.
 
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