Page 35 of Venom's Sting

I fall back as he moves over me with his bulky form. His body is hard, muscular, and warm. I like the expression on his face. It’s one filled with pure unadulterated lust. He wants me as desperately as I want him. When he comes down to kiss me, I reach up encircling his neck with my arms. When our lips touch, my legs automatically part and come up on each side of body. I can feel his cock, thick, throbbing, and hot, resting on my stomach.

His tongue slips into my mouth and he starts seducing me with his lips. As we twine tongues, his hands are everywhere, touching, caressing, and arousing my passions. Ven is everything I’ve ever wanted in a man, and this is everything I’ve ever wanted in a sexual experience. My thoughts begin to splinter as my arousal builds.

When his hand slides between our bodies to touch my pussy, I groan with pleasure. “You feel so good on top of me. All I want is more, more, more when I’m with you.”

His lips move from my mouth to my neck, and he whispers back between kisses and licks, “I’m going to take my time with you, make your first time with me special.”

“Every time with you is going to be special, because you’re all I want,” I tell him.

When his tongue swipes over the hollow of my throat, I shamelessly groan at the sparks of pleasure it provokes. He does it over and over as his hands part me and he slides his thick fingers through my wet folds. My body trembles with arousal as I run my fingers through his hair.

For many long moments we’re wrapped up in each other, each too needy to tolerate moving on to bigger and better things.Then he begins to kiss his way down my body, careful to look for more of those tantalizing pleasure spots. He finds another right above my clit. When he licks and sucks at that spot, it feels so amazing that I forget for a brief moment that I even have a clit.

His fingers slide inside me, and I can’t believe how wet I am for him. He says something about how good I taste and then licks me from my opening all the up to my clit and back again. I rake my nails along his shoulders, encouraging him to continue giving me what I need. His devilish tongue never misses a beat. It’s as big and strong as the rest of him.

He plunges two of those thick fingers in me at the same time and is none too gentle. It makes me come far too soon. I’m disappointed because I wanted to hold out longer. I gasp as I realize this man is not stopping.

His fingers are still inside me, as my greedy pussy pulls and tugs on them as another orgasm rolls through me. His mouth moves to my clit, and he licks, his tongue expertly flicking and circling me. I can’t decide what I like best, the small tight circles he makes around the top of my clit or when the gently laps over the top. Both are distinctly amazing sensations. Both pale by comparison to him sucking on my clit. I don’t last long before I’m coming so hard again it makes my head hurt.

I think he’s going to finally give it up, but he doesn’t. Ven is like an orgasm giving machine, only my clit is getting really sensitive especially when his beard grazes over it. I begin shoving his head away, too breathless to tell him to stop. He gets the message though. I almost come all over again as he looks up and licks my glistening honey from his lips.

“When can I do that again?” he asks with complete seriousness.

“After I suck your dick?” Yeah, I phrased that as a question.

His expression shifts to one of indifference. “Next time then,” he answers.

I start to argue about fairness and all, but Ven has already pushed me back onto the bed and is running his thick cock over my slit, coating himself in my juices. I like the sensation and ride his cock for a few minutes, avoiding my clit.

“Your cock feels strong and…” I lose track of my thoughts when he leans down and begins licking and teasing my nipples. After a few minutes, I forget I was even talking.

Ven doesn’t forget through. He asks, slyly, “My cock feels strong and what?”

I just shake my head as he taps the head of his cock over my clit, threatening to provoke another orgasm.

He adds playfully, “Strong and capable perhaps?” Bringing the head of his cock to my hungry core. He slides in a bit and adds, “Strong and big?”

With that he slowly slides himself into my body as if to make a point about being big. I can feel my pussy stretch to take him. “Ginormous,” I say breathlessly.

He chuckles. “How do you know it’s not that you’re small and I’m just normal size?”

I smack his shoulder and say, “Now is no time for jokes. This is important business.”

He laughs out loud and rolls us over, pulling me on top of him. “There. Take as much or as little of me as you want, at your own pace.”

“God, I love that you did that.”

Sitting on top of him with his hands around my waist trying to relax long enough to take all of him, I look down at him. “You have a gigantic cock, sexy humor, and give up control in the bedroom. That makes you a triple threat.”

He props up on one elbow. “How so?” The expression on his face is worried. It takes me a minute to realize he took my words literally.

“I mean those are all things that women love, which makes them more likely to fall in love with you. You know, like I am.”

His face lights up. “You’re falling in love with me. Good. I’ve already decided that I’m keeping you.”

I slide down a couple more inches on his cock and bounce back up, before trying to take him again. We work at it, as I think over his statement about keeping me. Again, I should object to such a possessive statement. I don’t because I like the sound of being his far too much to say anything he might construe as off-putting.

When I slide all the way down, finally impaled on his girthy cock, I feel a sense of achievement. I move myself up and down, feeling my walls clench him as his thick shaft rubs my g-spot. My breath is coming out in pants, and I can feel myself close to coming again, but my thighs won’t stop trembling after those first orgasms and I keep losing my stroke. I tap his side. “Your turn to take over, hot stuff.”

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