Road Trip 13 (Patreon)

I had to admit, as I pulled back to catch the beautiful sight of Anna’s body wrapped in nothing but moonlight, still writhing under the effects of her climax, I was supremely tempted to stop what were we doing, pull a canvas, and start painting, no matter how tempting the carnal activities were. 

Honestly, if I only had one night to spend with this beautiful blonde, I might have chosen to paint a beautiful remembrance of her. Luckily, we still have quite a bit in our planned journey, and I was confident in my abilities to put the same expression on her beautiful face. 

Then, I shifted in the bed, lying next to her, and left a gentle kiss on her neck as I waited for her to recover. “So, my sweet Anna,” I whispered as her trembling started to subside. “Are you ready for the main event?” 

“I … maybe,” she stammered, a sudden blush invading her face as she evaded my gaze, hesitation clear on her expression. And from the sudden blush that invaded her face, she was clearly feeling self-conscious about saying that. “I don’t know…”

“You don’t have to,” I said with a calm voice, not wanting to push her forward. I might have felt a little sadness as I did so, but that was if I had the slightest doubt that she might follow that direction. After invading my supposed bed several nights, the last with the full intention of losing her virginity, I doubted that a delicious orgasm would suddenly push her toward the other direction. 

Just like I expected, several seconds of silence was all that needed to change her mind. She leaned forward to kiss my neck, mirroring my earlier action with a level of enthusiasm that made me quite happy. She failed to maintain eye contact, too shy to even catch a glimpse, avoiding my eyes even as she moaned. However, unlike her shy gaze, the rest of her body language begged me to act. 

And who was I to disappoint? 

I touched her shoulder gently, pushing her until she was on her back. As I shifted above her, her legs parted invitingly. I wrapped my arm around her waist as I pressed my shaft against her entrance. “Are you ready, sweetheart?” I whispered even as I pushed my shaft against her entrance, slipping in slightly, but not to the point of no return. 

Her answer came rather more direct than I expected it to. Her arms wrapped around my torso, giving me the momentum necessary to disappear inside her. A gasp of pain escaped her mouth as she graduated from her status, but I was quick to suppress that with a lingering kiss. 

The first push was rather difficult, forcing her walls to expand painfully. “Damn,” she managed to murmur between kisses, but as I carefully paced her to ease her pain, she was quick to adapt, showing that endless foreplay we had conducted was not a waste. 

Then, before I started moving, I decided to spice up the movement and brought my hand to her breasts, sinking into their delicious expanse, enjoying their softness. Just as she moaned, I finally started rocking my hips. Surprisingly, she took the rhythm with surprising smoothness, giving me another surprise about her capabilities. For all her supposed shyness, she was a proper fox in the bed. 

“Delicious,” I murmured, which made her shake her hips with a greater vigor while I pushed in repeatedly, finally stretching her beautiful entrance for the first time. A delayed achievement for her, but considering her final prize, well worth the wait —even if I was being a touch arrogant. 

“It feels amazing,” she moaned as I pushed halfway in, followed by a whimper. It was a cute, needy whimper, one that tempted me to go faster. Considering that I was already being tempted by the way her wet tunnel wrapped around my entrance for its first time voyage, treating me with her endless warmth, arousing me further was a true achievement. 

I decided to reward her for the achievement. My hands drifted down to her buttocks, clamping around for extra leverage before I pushed further, and she let out an even more delicious whimper as my shaft disappeared deeper into her entrance. 

“How do you feel, sweetie?” I asked even as I pushed most of my length inside her, much to her enthusiasm. 

“I feel … amazing!” she shouted recklessly, leveraging the complete absence of any kind of civilization near us by stretching her lungs to the limit. I was happy with the effect for more than one reason. Her emotional discharge was satisfying, but so was the way her tits trembled as she shouted to her heart’s content. 

So much that, I leaned to capture her nipples between my teeth once more to give a little invigorating bite even as lost none of its pace as it slid in and out repeatedly, gaining great critical acclaim. As she got used to my presence, I finally decided to show my true capabilities. I sped up to a degree that might have been classified as merciless for her first time, but her enthusiastic moans as I repeatedly rammed inside her disagreed with that assumption. 

“Fuck me harder!” she begged as her legs clamped around my waist, clumsily pulling me even deeper, though her lack of grace didn’t affect her sexiness the slightest bit. Tonight, she was an incarnation of Aphrodite, oozing sexiness no matter what she did. 

I couldn’t help but keep my gaze on her beautiful figure, wearing nothing but her birthday suit, her core greedily devouring my length again and again. As she arched her back, she inevitably displayed her breasts to best effect, begging for me to abandon her hips in favor of continuing to squeeze them, to a point of leaving my mark. 

When she started trembling under the effect of another climax, I decided to change the pace a bit. I pulled out and sat on the side of the bed. 

It earned a disappointed moan off her. “We’re finished?” she murmured, her disappointment clear. 

I couldn’t help but chuckle at her insatiable desire. Despite being a virgin until hours ago, she wasn’t satisfied with back-to-back climaxes. She was so lucky that her first time wasn’t with a bumbling nerdy teenager, who would have left her gasping in disappointment. 

“Oh, my sweet Anna, we’re not even close to the finishing line,” I answered even as I grabbed her waist and pulled her to my lap with an ease that was only possible through my obsessive fitness habits. 

She found herself sitting on my lap, our faces inches away. A gasp escaped her mouth as she found herself skewered with my presence through an unfamiliar angle. She was quick to lift herself though, which made me wonder whether she had a problem with the new position. However, the way she slammed herself back just as she was about to pull away completely corrected my perception the best way possible 

I said nothing, just enjoying her enthusiasm as she rocked her hips on my lap with an endearing clumsiness that might have been cute if it wasn’t for her complete naked state, and her amazing curves. Instead, it was an erotic feast that I enjoyed immensely. 

Unfortunately, despite her great enthusiasm, her pace soon started to fall, showing the signs of exhaustion, finally paying for the cost of the orgasms she had experienced. I tightened my grip around her waist, assisting her enthusiastic grinding with the power of my muscles. 

Then, without a warning, my arms tightened further, and I stood up. She let out a yelp when she found herself in the air, her weight pushing my shaft to a depth I hadn’t reached before, but she could do nothing but wrap her legs around my waist. “Hold tight,” I suggested as I walked toward the shower, each step allowing me to explore her depths in a completely novel way. 

When we arrived at the destination, I pushed her back against the slick wall of the shower, and turned on the water, the warm caresses of the liquid adding another layer of pleasure. She just moaned helplessly as the water got rid of our sweat with a gentle caress, overwhelmed by the assault of different sensations. 

Her lips parted for another loud cry that threatened to break the serenity of the wilderness that surrounded us, but this time, my domineering kiss was ready to suppress her. Her cry vibrated in my mouth, tempting me to impale her even harder, which in turn made her cry even louder. Lost in a cycle of eternal pleasure, it wasn’t surprising for her to collapse into another orgasm. 

As she trembled, I let her feet touch the wet floor, but I didn’t loosen my grip around her waist. There was no chance that her trembling legs could support the weight of her delicious body. 

However, there was a little problem. I was yet to climax. Luckily, she seemed to be more than ready to provide a solution. “Loosen your grip,” she asked me, and when I did so, she fell on her knees, and wrapped her delicious tits around my length. Her tits were already amazing, and with the addition of the shower gel and the warm water, the valley between her breasts was heavenly. 

I pushed frantically as she pressed her breasts, her eyes closed to fully enjoy the moment. I was already close, so it didn’t take long for me to explode, momentarily covering her face with my seed before the hot water dragged it away. 

Once the worst of her trembling subsided, I helped her to stand up, helping her to stop her body in a leisure manner, enjoying the moment of tenderness. Though, I couldn’t help but chuckle at her flickering eyelids, signaling that the exhaustion was catching up with her. As we stepped out of the shower, she was already half asleep, struggling to keep her eyes open as I used a towel to dry her body. 

It was definitely not a chore. 

After I dragged her half-unconscious body to the couch that also functioned as her bed. However, after I put her on her bed, I glanced at my own, with covers drenched with a variety of bodily fluids. Instead, I just lay next to her warm body, spooning her gently. 

“Have a nice sleep,” she murmured as she battled the irresistible call of the sandman. 

I kissed her cheek gently before closing my eyes, letting myself fall asleep.