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Threads: The Island Chapter 4

Date: 11/6/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: xmistiex, Rating: 87.2, Source: sexstories.com

you want to touch me, don't you?" Sahara whispered. "To grab me, to take me, to fuck me." Kyle's cock was going to explode and he knew it. His breath was coming in sharp gasps now, hard and fast as Sahara lay on top of him, working his cock with her buttocks, working his mind with her words. He felt her hands fasten on his wrists, lifting them both. She pulled them up to meet her rocking hips and he gripped a hold of them, holding them in place to push his cock against, but Sahara continued to arch her back, riding his length up and down, manipulating his cock. He could feel it start to happen and his entire body tensed up. "Is my ass going to make you cum, Kyle," she whispered in his ear. Before Kyle could reply Sahara's buttocks tensed up, gripping him and her hips rocked fast, much faster than before, riding him hard and firm through his trousers. It sent him right over the edge. His breathing changed, deep fast pants of breath mixed with groans, right in her ear. His cock pumped out spurt after spurt of cum onto the inside of his boxers. His body exploded in waves of pleasure, hard surges of bliss as the dancer on his lap manipulated him into and through his orgasm. "Good boy," she murmured, jerking him off with the cheeks of her ass. Moments later Kyle's hands fell away from her hips, exhausted and sated as the last of his orgasm washed over him. Sahara lay still across his body now, relaxed and motionless. Her tongue darted out and traced a circle on his neck. "Did you ... enjoy the dance, Kyle?" she said quietly as he lay there panting. He nodded, not really capable of words or coherent sentences. "And it's a dance you'll remember for the rest of your life, isn't it?" she said. He could hear the the wickedness in her voice with a hint of self-satisfaction for a job well done. He nodded. "F... fuck yes," he stammered a moment later. "Incredible." She kissed him on the cheek, a surprisingly tender and gentle kiss, her right hand coming up to hold him in place. "My pleasure," she murmured. Kyle felt her shift her weight as if she was about to get up, and his hands clasped her hips. "Don't go." "I gotta get dressed, Kyle," she said, smiling at him. She wiggled her hips from side to side.. "Besides, I think you might need to go clean up." She kissed his cheek once more, a disarming gesture that provided affection at the same time as reminding Kyle that the dance was over. This time as she shifted her weight to sit up he let her go, feeling her sitting upright on his lap, her back to him. Kyle became aware of how the inside of his trousers were plastered with cum, and it was rapidly cooling now. She was right, he knew. He'd need to go clean up, and with a sigh of regret he accepted that the dance was finished. "You're a hell of a good dancer, Sahara," he said, watching as she bent over to pick up her panties and bra. She wiggled her hips on him, giving him a physical response rather than a verbal one he probably wouldn't have heard anyway. He took ...