Page 57 of Perverted Fantasies

With this in mind, I pulled my hand from her mouth and wrapped it around her throat and squeezed, cutting off her breath and making it impossible for her to talk any more.

“You like that?” I said. “You like getting choked while I fuck you?”

She nodded, her eyes wide, her face red.

Despite her professions of boredom, Kristina’s pussy was more inviting than it had been at any other time all night. It was as though something inside her had opened up and was trying to swallow me whole. I felt like I could fit my whole body inside her. And the feeling had me wound up to a point I’ve never previously been to.

I completely let go of all my inhibitions and totally opened up on Kristina, slamming into her with an intensity I’ve never before reached, hammering my body into hers.

Kristina’s eyes started to roll up in her sockets and I suddenly realized I’d been choking her with the same intensity as I’d been fucking her. A couple more seconds and she would be out cold.

So I did the only thing I could do; I let go of her throat.

Just like earlier, as soon as Kristina came back from the edge of unconsciousness, a mammoth orgasm crashed over her. This one was even bigger than the other one, a low growl coming from her mouth and her entire body shaking and quivering for a full five seconds and even suffering a couple of aftershocks before falling still. Once it had finally passed, she gasped for breath and made defeated sounds beneath me. Her face was flushed and her eyes were wide and full of satisfaction and thanks and staring straight at me.

“Oh my fucking god,” she said in hushed, reverential tones that clashed with the wide grin on her face. “That was fucking transcendent. Thank you.”

As pathetic as it sounds, knowing that I’d finally gotten her off in a meaningful way was what finally pushed me over the edge into orgasm.

Despite my desire from earlier to cum on her face, after what we’d just experienced together a few seconds ago, I just didn’t have it in me to defile her like that. So instead, I asked her if I could cum inside her.

“You can cum wherever and however you want,” she said. And for once, she was sincere. No more mind games, no more fakery. Just Kristina. The real, true Kristina.

And so, when it was time for my body to do its thing, I relaxed and let it, pumping my cock into Kristina’s pussy as I came, shooting my seed inside her. It was a monster load, the biggest I’d ever experienced, with so many spasms I lost count after eight.

After I was dry as a bone, I rolled off of Kristina and laid down on the floor. We were lying side-by-side, both of our backs to the carpet and our eyes to the ceiling.

“Well, that was interesting,” Kristina said. “Not to mention unexpected.”

“Yeah, tell me about it,” I replied.

“Don’t get me wrong,” she said. “It was great. Incredible, even, but I’m not real sure what happened there at the end.”

“Neither am I.”

“Do you think we could ever repeat it?”

“I doubt it,” I said. “Do you?”

“I don’t think it’s possible.”

“Yeah, probably not.”

“But that doesn’t mean we can’t try.”

“No it doesn’t,” I said.

“For the regular fee, of course,” Kristina said.

“Of course,” I said.

“Are you sure that won’t bother you?” she asked. “You don’t think it’ll be weird to pay me next time we get together after what happened here tonight?”

“Of course not,” I said. “The way I see it, what happened here tonight was only possible because I was paying you. If we were in some kind of a relationship, or even just seeing each other casually, there’s no way I would have been able to do all those things to you that I did earlier.

And what happened at the beginning of the night is what ultimately led to what happened at the end. It’s all related. You can’t have one without the other.”

I realized Kristina was laughing.

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