Page 9 of Beautiful Soul

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“Oh my,” she said as she wrapped one hand around his long, thick, uncut hardness.

Lena had seen naked cocks before, but never had one been so very perfect. It was long and thick and made her ex’s look like that of a little boy. This was the cock of a man. As she drew her hand up and down, the head played hide-and-seek, making her smile.

The next time the head peeked out at her, she leaned in and kissed it. Licking his pre-cum from her lips, she then leaned down and dragged her tongue over the head before taking it in her mouth. The sounds Kingsley made drove her to lick and suck and take the shaft further in, until her nose was buried in his pubes with her lips wrapped around the root of his cock.

Pulling off, she turned her body so she could watch Kingsley’s reaction. She went down on him again and again, licking and sucking and playing with his considerable length. He looked to be in pain as he kept himself from taking over.

Though she liked being in control, Lena was not sure how to move things forward. With Dennis, she had never been in charge, and the few times she had initiated sex between them, he treated her like a blow-up doll, shoving his cock in her, pumping a few times, and coming. Then he would pull out, roll over, and pass out while she lay on the bed wondering what the fuck had just happened.

“Lena,” Kingsley groaned as his hips bucked under her, fucking her mouth. “Climb on and ride. Fuck me, sweetling.”

Happy for the direction, Lena crawled across the mattress and swung a leg over his thighs to straddle his body. She knee-walked up his body until she could fit the head of his cock into her wide-open, dripping wet entrance.

Kingsley’s hands came up and cupped her breasts as she began to lower herself over his cock. His warm flesh felt so good as he cupped and gently massaged the twin mounds. Electric shocks raced from his touch straight to her clit, spiraling her need higher and higher.

She moved faster, not stopping until she was sitting on his pelvis and his cock was fully buried in her pussy. Only then did she stop for a moment to catch her breath. He fit inside her perfectly, filling her completely and touching places that had never been touched before.

He released her tits and took hold of her arms, pulling her down so he could kiss one peaked nipple and the other. Then he lifted his face and kissed her lips.

“Ride me, sweetling,” he encouraged in a rough whisper.

Planting her hands on the front of his shoulders, Lena sat up. Her eyes kept wanting to close so she could savor the thrills and chills and hunger that raced through her, but she fought to keep them open. She needed to watch Kingsley, make sure she did not slip into memories from the past, though Dennis had never allowed her to play like this.

She began to lift and lower herself over his long, thick staff, squeezing her pussy muscles around him as she did, thrilling at the expression of hunger on his face as she moved up and down, riding his cock fully.

A shiver went through her when he growled, “Time’s up.”

With only that warning, he grabbed her around the waist and flipped their position so she was on her back, and he was kneeling between her widespread legs.

Before she could argue, he leaned forward, resting his hands on either side of her head. He moved down until they were nose to nose and all she could see was his glowing green eyes.

“Tell me what you want. What you want more than anything in the world,” he said, his voice deeper and bigger than before, even though he whispered.

“I want…” she started before hesitating. What did she want? “I want to be normal again. I don’t want to be a monster anymore.”

Kingsley leaned down and whispered so softly she barely heard, “And so mote it be,” before he kissed her.

As their lips, tongues, and teeth mated and clashed, his hips began to move. He did not start slow and easy, but immediately began thrusting hard and fast into her pussy. It only took a few pistoning thrusts before everything in her gathered low in her pelvis before exploding in an orgasm so strong, she screamed.

She never screamed during sex. She barely panted and made any sound before. But this was Kingsley. A man different than any man she had ever met. What was it about him that made her forget everything except her body’s want to get laid?

It was only a few more thrusts before Kingsley broke the kiss, threw his head back, and roared with his own orgasm. In that instant, pain flashed through her, centering on all the places where scars decorated her body. Heat then pulsed into her pussy as his seed poured into her. Only then did she realize Kingsley had not worn a condom. At her age, there was no possibility of children, though she might have to worry if the man carried any diseases he could pass on to her.

But that was a worry for later. For this moment, she would just wallow in the aftermath of the best sex of her life.

When Kingsley collapsed over her, she wrapped her arms around him and held tight as he rolled them so they lay on their sides on the mattress, still linked by his cock buried deep in her pussy. She snuggled closer and drifted on a warm velvet cushion floating high above the Earth, not caring about anything.

The world could go on without her for now while she cherished the moment, the feelings, the connection she had with this man.

She sighed, but did not question his words when Kingsley brushed a kiss on her forehead and murmured, “Definitely not a bland.”

Chapter Six

Kingsley had been dreaming of being on the receiving end of the world’s most perfect blowjob. Only when his balls pulled and a finger stroked over the sensitive skin behind them triggering his orgasm, did he realize it was not just a dream. When he could open his eyes again, he looked down and saw a lump under the covers blocking his lower body.

Tossing the covers to the side, he grabbed the woman who had sucked him off, and pulled her up until she was lying on top of him and they were face-to-face.

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