Hannah Bronto

Lovers in paradise

CHAPTER ONE: Mal Brings Her In

"Oh… it's building nicely," Valerie Marple moaned. She began to bite her lower lip. Her body was moving rapidly now, driving up and down, sliding the moist sleeve of her cunt around and across the throbbing length of my erect cock. A wet, squishing noise echoed up from between her thighs, and I knew it was the sound of her cunt as it kissed itself sloppily against my driving belly. She moaned again. "It's good, Mal… very good."

I leaned down upon her, pressing my body's weight up into her tent. My knees strained against the slickness of the sheets under us as I sought even more leverage with which to drill my cock in and out of her gripping passageway. As if in protest, the bed squeaked under our combined weight as Valerie began to buck wildly.

"Oh… it's good, lover," she moaned. Her head rolled from side to side as her rekindled, passion began to mount. "Oh, it's good! Fuck me, Mal… Please – fuck me!"

I lowered myself carefully onto her slender, tensed body, relaxing my arms until I was balanced on my elbows and knees. Valerie's breasts were crushed under the pressing weight of my chest, and I could feel the hard tickle of her nipples as they rubbed back and forth. They were hot and burning, like the ends of smoldering ashes.

Valerie slithered her hands around my hips and grabbed onto my hard, driving ass. With her crimson-tipped fingernails, she dug into the muscles, squeezing the knotted cheeks as though her orgasm were somewhere inside of me, and she were trying to force it out into her body.

"Oh, fuck me, Malachi!" she cried. Her hands gripped me tightly. Her arms were like steel bands which joined us in our mutual pleasure. "Fuck me, Mal… fuck me. Fill me up with your cock!"

I bent forward and kissed her on the mouth. It was open and wet, waiting eagerly for my lips. I sunk my tongue inside of her, exploring the damp cavern beyond her teeth. I rolled my tongue over her own dormant tongue, searching out the secret pockets of sweetness which lay between her soft inner cheeks and down in the honeyed depths of her throat. My tongue stabbed hard into her mouth, and she sucked upon it furiously, as though it were perhaps my cock, and she were trying to dram it of sperm; as if she were trying to pull it out by its root so that she might swallow it, wiggling still, deep into her belly.

The touch of my mouth awakened Valerie's tongue from its momentary slumber, and she lashed it viciously against the wet invader between her lips. She pushed me back into my own mouth, shoving me stiffly, sensually, with the spongy hardness of her driving, licking tongue. I captured the soft piece of flesh between my lips, and bit down into it, grinding my teeth gently back and forth, sawing into the darting, spear-like tip.

Excitedly, Valerie broke the kiss off. Her mouth began to go wild all over my face, licking me, kissing me, spreading saliva against my mouth until I dripped with her slippery wet passion.