Prime Hunter Page 04 (Patreon)

      Guy doesn't manage the verbal warning he promised, but at the last possible moment he pulls his cock from her mouth and bursts out thick streams of come all over her face. She gasps, and in the quiet of the jungle he can actually hear the sound of it slapping against her skin. She smears it around on her chest and plays with a little in her hands. She wipes her dripping lips and smiles.

     Dazed, Guy takes a shaky step backwards and his foot lands on what feels like hard metal, a stark contrast to the soft jungle floor. It sinks about an inch beneath his weight and something clicks. Then a lot of things happen at once:

     Guys sees Samus stiffen, her come-soaked face a mask of alarm. He hears a whirring noise, like something powering up, over his right shoulder. And then it feels like a battering ram hits him square in the chest. The wind evacuates his lungs as he careens over backward, landing hard on the loamy ground. Two deafening pops, then a third, bring his hands instinctively up to cover his ears. His aching chest is already forgotten as dirt flies up from where he was standing less than a second ago.

     Then, like some crazy nightmare invasion of waking life, the moment is over. Guy is panting on the ground and the reality of what just happened comes crashing down on him. Sentry gun. He had stepped on a pressure switch and she had kicked him in the chest to knock him out of the way, saving his life.

     "HahahaWOOOO!" Her laugh echoes in the jungle. "Nothing like a little danger to get your blood pumping!"

     Guy can't bring himself to share in her enthusiasm, he just pants and stares at her for a second until she notices him.

     "Aw what's the matter baby?" Her face and voice are as patronizing as can be. "Are you shaken? Don't worry, I've got just the thing to warm you up again."

      Looking at that painted-on suit, one would think you'd need a crowbar to get her out of it, but she slides it off seemingly without effort. She kicks it off her feet and the moonlight shines on her perfect naked skin. She gets down on all fours and joins him on the ground, she takes his cock back in her mouth and has him hard again in seconds. This is it, Guy is thinking. It's time to fuck Samus Aran. Does he want her on top? Does he want to see her ride his dick? To look into her eyes while he fondles her breasts? Or does he want to get up and put her against a tree? To bend her over and dominate her, to spank her ass?

      Samus pulls away with a smacking noise, a thin trail of saliva still connected to Guy's throbbing erection.

     "So where do you want me?"