1. The lift descending


    Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Alexandra_A, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories

    swirled. She hissed. 'I have five minutes to live. Five fucking minutes. Let me ride you, soldier. Be my last. Make me cum. Surely...' she widened her sad eyes and pouted her shining lips, 'you will not deny a needy girl her last request?' She ripped open my shirt. I vaguely recall her clambering astride me, though what followed is crystal clear. I was too big for her, but she was insistent. Impossibly, her nether lips wrapped around the shining bulbous head. My cock stretched wide her intimate flesh and, inch by inch, I invaded her. A frenzied series of grunts, squeals, and painful stabbing thrusts, and she somehow accommodated me. By the time her tight buttocks rested on my upper thighs, she was sobbing, shaking, her long finger nails clawing at my now naked chest. I clamped my hands around her tits and lifted her; slammed her down. Lifted. Slammed. The violence intensified. I rose to it. Met her halfway. The couch shifted. The descending lift shook and swayed. Two blurry fingers ploughed a shallow furrow through her neat pubic bush, pinched and tugged on her swollen clit, and I knew she was cumming. Rather enigmatically, though surely ironically, she cried out. 'Oh soldier! Soldier! Won't you marry me?' Her voice echoed and her ecstatic sweating face smeared across my retinae. Somewhere in the distance, cables screeched as emergency brakes applied. As the lift juddered and slowed, downwards momentum forced her increasing weight upon me till my rigid cock flexed and my ...
    skin almost tore. Though the rest of my body was both incapable of movement and bereft of sensation, I began to pump, pump, pump my fluids inside her. She revelled in my reflex contractions. 'Oh, yes, you beauty! Come on, give it to me!' Speech was all but impossible. 'What... what have you done to me?' Lips pressed to my ear. 'I have poisoned you.' 'Wha...?' 'Don't worry, soldier, you'll survive.' 'But how...' 'Of course they knew about the hollow teeth! But, like all women, I have ploys, subtle internal ploys, that you men would never dream of.' As in a dream, I watched her dismount then squat and squeeze out a thick stream of spunk onto the hitherto pristine carpet. She leapt back astride me, her flawless teeth displayed by the satisfied smile that split her face. A long slender index finger flexed before my dilated eyes, its painted nail honed and gleaming. With a squirm, she pressed its tip into the flesh below my sternum then scribed a deep cut down my belly. Tentatively, she slid her hand inside my abdomen and rummaged among my internal organs. It was painless and so dreamlike that I was certain I was hallucinating. Her eyes suddenly lit up. From the bloodless gash, she produced a rectangular black package, and from the package she drew a small though powerful-looking gun which she kissed and addressed with a great deal of emotion, much as she had previously kissed and spoken to me. 'You beauty! Thank you!' And she laughed. 'Ha, and it has a trigger! I knew I could trust ...
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