During the Crossing (closed)

As he continued snapping away, he kept a hand under Amanda's chin, always encouraging her to look up into the camera lens. She seemed willing enough and the wanton look in here eyes was enough to drive him wild, as was the moans that issued from around his dick. He quickly came to full hardness again so that she had difficulty taking his full cock between her lips. She did make a game effort of it though, cupping his balls in one hand and running her tongue up and down the underside of his shaft. When she closed her lips over him once more, he gave a subtle push to the back of her neck, putting more of his cock into her mouth, and feeling the back of her throat. He snapped more photos of her surprise, her widening eyes, and the juices running down her chin.
 
Amanda gasps as his hips flexed and the tip of his cock pushed into her throat. Her eyes widened as she looked up at the camera and she whimpered around his hard length, her tongue swirling around the shaft as she struggled her hardest not to gag. That would have completely ruined the moment.

Her fingers squeezed his balls in time with his thrusts and she could tell the moment that his cock finally came to full hardness. He was certainly a beast, one that she was quickly becoming addicted to in every way imaginable.

She let out a whimper that turned to a moan as her eyes fluttered close, her entire being concentrating on the task of sucking that monster cock. She moaned again as his fingers pulled on her hair, demanding that she open her eyes and look into the lens for him. She could only imagine what she looked like through the view of that camera.
 
He studied her through the viewfinder, her face flushed, her gorgeous hair all in tangles, her eyes wide and staring with desire and excitement. Her tits swung in time with his thrusts and her ass jiggled when she buried her face in his crotch. She was trying hard to take as much of him into her mouth as she was capable of, at least without gagging on him. This was a considerable feat he knew, as his cock was one to be envious of, but she was still not coming close to taking all of him.

Still holding up the camera and keeping it focused on her face he pulled back, escaping her lips with a popping noise. He turned and sat on the edge of the bed, laying back and scooting up until he lay on his back, cock pointed skyward, as he fussed with the controls and wondered what she might do next.
 
Amanda was panting as he pulled free from her lips with an audible pop. She moaned at the loss of his glorious cock, but she watched as he turned and sat on the edge of the bed, scooting until he was pressed against the pillows. His cock was swollen and throbbing, pointing skyward as he fiddled with his camera.

She wanted to fuck him. The very thought made another wave of dampness spill from her pussy and dampen her thighs. Crawling across the bed towards him, she grinned as she sat up on her knees and allowed him the chance to take magnificent pictures of her naked breasts and body.

Then, ever so slowly, she straddled his hips and teased the tip of his cock with slight rocking motions of her hips. She sighed each time her clit brushed across the head of his cock. It made her shiver and she reached down between them, taking the head of his cock between her fingers and slowly slipping it between her drenched pussy lips.
 
She seemed primed to do some posing, so he was happy to oblige, snapping photos of her posture, her pert breasts staring at him, at her hands on her hips, her jaw slack and hungry and at the dark sweet spot between her thighs, moisture glistening there.
He slides down a bit, giving her better access as she begins to straddle his lap. He had to hold the camera out at arms length to get a good view of her as she started rubbing the head of his cock manually against her pussy lips. A moan escaped form his lips as her hand manipulated him to her opening. He switched to macro on the camera and set it on his chest, aiming downward, hoping he was catching all this as she gyrated on him.
 
“Oh…my…God!” Amanda cried out as she sank down along his thick length. He was stretching her to the brink again and she tilted her head back in enjoyment as he captured every moment with his camera.

“Feel how wet I am, Christian? It’s all because of you.” She moaned, her hips flexing along his length as she started to ride him as she had earlier.
 
He let out a loud moan as she sank fully down onto his lap, and he could feel her body shifting around and opening up to accommodate his massive size. Soon though, she had settled in and had taken all of him up inside her. He could feel her moisture as it swelled and pulsed around his dick, running down his balls and pooling on the sheets under him. "Yes...oh god, yes. Fuck"

Getting a new notion, I set the camera beside us, propping it on a pillow, and setting it to its widest angle...and I press record. The camera starts rolling as I buck my hips to meet your thrusts and I reach up to cup your tits in my hands, pinching your nipples.
 
The way he fucked her made her cry out in joy. The way his hands cupped her breasts, pinching and pulling on her nipples made her that much more horny. She sighed and moved on his cock, fucking him to the best of her abilities as he adjusted the camera beside them to capture every moment.

“That’s it, big boy. Stretch my pussy. I know you would love to flip me over and fuck me senseless.” She moaned, the words spilling from her lips without conscious thought. They seemed right and she could see the look in his eyes telling her that he was enjoying them just as much as she was.
 
"Oh yes, talk dirty to me, tell me how much you want it, tell me how hot you are and how I'm stretching your tight little cunt with my cock. Scream it. Tell me how I'm going to turn you into a slave for my cock."

On one of her upward movements he cupped his hands under her ass and lifted her off of him, pulling his cock free and pushing her to one side on her hands and knees. He then got onto his knees behind her and started lining up with her entrance. Before he touched her though, he reached past her and adjusted the camera so that it was just in front of her face on the bed, looking down between her tits and thighs.
 
Amanda moaned as he growled at her to talk dirty to him. She grinned, whimpering as he pulled his cock free from her body and pushed her to her hands and knees. With the camera repositioned, he had a perfect view of her body as he lined himself up to push into her body with a single thrust.

“I want that thick cock, babe. I need it pounding into me! You’ve got me hungry for that meat. I’m your little slut. I need it stretching my pussy like no one’s stretched me before.’ She moaned, gasping loudly as the tip of his cock slid into her pussy, stretching her entrance just as she asked.
 
He could only imagine the footage that they would later look at. He imagined he quaking thighs, his knees firmly planted on the mattress, perhaps his balls swinging between her legs as he slid in and out of her, with the added intensity of his thrusts her breasts would be swinging wildly in front of the lens and her mouth would form into various expression as she gasped and moaned.

At her words, he responded in kind: "Oh babe, have I got something for you...your pussy is going to ache for my cock forever more...just as much as I'm going to be craving your body, even in my sleep." And then, with one hand assisting, he lined up on her cunt and slid into her in one long swift movement that left them both gasping. He reach out and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her onto his cock again and again.
 
“Holy shit!” Came her breathless answer as he thrust that thick shaft into her pussy with a single thrust. She moaned loudly, her back arching to accommodate him as his fingers curled around her hips and pulled her back on his cock again and again.

“Jesus, Christian. You’re stretching me so wide!” She cried out, her mouth o’ing as she cooed and moaned, her eyes squeezing shut as that thick cock did its magic on her body once again.

“Don’t you dare think about stopping. Give me everything you’ve got.” She didn’t think that she had to remind him, but the thought was there that if he stopped she would surely die. She needed what he could give her and the feel of his body pounding against hers certainly got her blood pumping.
 
In moments he was rocketing in and out of her pussy, from a slow start the tempo increased as did the juices flowing, until he was pounding her from behind and enjoying every moment of it. He closed his eyes and rolled his head back til staring straight at the ceiling a few moments before looking down at the expanse of skin in front of him. He reached around, cupping her tits in his hands and caressing her nipples. Laying across her back, and pressing his chest against her he leaned in to bite down hard on her shoulder, still bucking his hips against her ass. He moaned through his teeth.
 
The feel of his hands on her breasts was like heaven, but the absolute best was the way his teeth sank into the soft skin of her shoulder. She let out a howl, arching against his pounding body as she came without warning. Her entire body bucked violently, her pussy clenching his cock roughly as he took her without mercy.
 
When her pussy clamped down hard on his cock he was in heaven, the delightful grasping, teasing, pulling that he felt there between her legs was just delicious and when she started quaking and shuddering against him, he gripped her breasts tightly and nibbled some more on her neck and shoulder, bucking his hips in anticipation of his own orgasm.
 
She was panting for air, struggling to stay sane as his hands gripped her breasts tighter, pulling her against his chest as he surged into her clenching pussy with sure strokes. She moaned as he prolonged her orgasm, her body in his control as he continued to nibble at her neck and shoulders.

“Come on, Christian. Fill up that pussy. I want to feel it drip down my thighs.” She growled to him, whimpering as he seemed to pound even harder into her body. “That’s it, baby. Just like that.”
 
With strong arms and hand he was flattening her breasts to her, clutching hard and pressing her entire body against his chest, lost in animal waves of passion. Torsos pressed together he was bucking and thrusting into her, her entire body vibrating her ass smacking with the insistence of his lovemaking.

"Oh fuck," he said, letting out a gutteral moan. "Fuck." His cock was swelling inside her, getting ready to unleash another massive load inside her pussy. Surging against her, nearly splitting her wide open in his lust, pounding her little cunt. He bit down hard on her shoulder once more as he sprayed cum deep inside her.
 
A scream of pleasure is ripped from her lips as he surged against her, his cock swelling to even greater proportions until she felt the first spurt of his seed against her pussy. His teeth claimed her shoulder yet again, a ripple of pleasure coursing down her spine as he filled her to the brim.

“Holy shit, Christian.” Amanda moaned, her body still held tightly in his hands as he humped against her bottom, his cum gathering and dripping to the sheets beneath them. She wondered what kind of image that would make as her eyes turned towards the camera that had captured everything.
 
After another minute of clutching her tightly to him, Christian slowly uncurled from behind her, kneeling upright and then he rocked back onto his heals, pulling out of her in one swift twitch with a gasp and a shudder. Then he collapsed next to her in the bed. He lay on his back, looking up to where she was still on her hands and knees, breathing hard. He rolled onto his side and switched off the camera.

"Well lets call that one for posterity...wouldn't you say? Damn girl. Don't wear me out on the first date. I may have to take a breather for a minute....or 10. Give me 10, and we'll see what we can do."
 
Amanda started laughing with pure glee as Christian told her to give him 10. She leaned over and kissed him sweetly before she lay down beside him, his camera switched off and placed aside.

“I think I can manage 10. Maybe 30 if we wanted a nap. An hour if we ordered room service…maybe we won’t leave this room all weekend.” She teased, her lips pressing to his bare shoulder.
 
Still listening, but somehow only half aware of his surroundings, drained, utterly and literally drained, he wrapped his arms around her He kissed her face, her eyes and forehead, the skin under her neck and across her collar. He ran his hands up and down her back and he twisted his legs to entangle in hers and within minutes he was sleeping the sleep of the dead. Or at the very least: the sleep of the freshly fucked.
 
Amanda moaned softly as Christian suddenly pulled her into his arms, his lips falling upon her face, her eyes, her neck, her collarbone. She whimpered as he ran his hands up her back, twisting their legs together in a comfortable position…and then he was asleep.

She couldn’t help but laugh softly, her own lips caressing his eyes and his lips as he slumbered. TO tell the truth, it wasn’t such a bad idea. She snuggled up next to her lover and sighed deeply, her own eyes drifting close until she drifted off into well deserved slumber.
 
Christian didn't know how long it had been, and it even took him a moment to remember where in fact he was. Quickly though, his eyes darted around and he spotted the camera on the night stand, the hotel curtains and white paint, and Amanda, who's body lay limply in his arms.

They were completely tangled up; arms and legs all awry. The room smelled of sex....lots of it. The previous hours came flooding back to his mind. After a moment he realized how dry his mouth was..*****bably all the heavy breathing he had been doing. He started to extricate himself from her arms and legs, trying to do so without waking her so that he might get a drink of water.
 
Amanda felt the bed move underneath her and the warmth that had been pressed against her body slipped away. She sighed, reaching out for Christian only to find him gone. Opening her eyes, she caught sight of his naked ass in the mirror as he stood at the sink, drinking down a glass of water.

She let out a soft sigh, smiling to herself as she looked over his handsome body to her heart’s content. “Why don’t you give room service a ring? I could eat a horse.” She murmured as he came back into the room. “Maybe some champagne too.”
 
He startled at her words, and then quickly realized that he had failed to get out of bed without waking her. As he came back towards the bed, bleary eyed, not yet alert, but soft and supple and fully relaxed. Though he noticed that he was sore in a couple of muscles that hadn't been in quite some time.

"Champagne, huh? That doesn't sound like a bad idea. I think this calls for wine at the very least. But yes, I too have the hunger and it would be wise to eat before drink I think." He went to the small desk and flipped through the pamphlets there until he found a room service menu. He looked at the cover before passing it to her, admiring her nakedness, only vaguely hidden by the sheet she'd drawn around her, as he did. Then he picked up the brochures of a handful of other restaurants within walking distance and paged through them.
 
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