Page 23 of Conquered

Noelle wanted him to stop or she would surely cum even before he was ready. Heart and brain were again at odds. Noelle wanted all this pleasure to go on until she reached the zenith of her gratification, but realized that beyond her own peak was an even higher summit if they orgasmed together.

She was moaning wildly as her body was racked with hot and cold sensations. But she didn’t want to cum in his mouth even as her fingers clawed wildly on the bed, searching for the willpower to tell him to stop.

“Please stop now before I come,” she begged him with extreme difficulty.

Noelle moved quickly, pushed him back, and pinned him down to the bed. She straddled his hips as her face hovered just above his. Her hair was a curtain that parted down on both sides of her cheeks. She could smell her scent in his mouth.

She kissed his ears, blowing gently into them and biting the tender-firm skin of his lobes. She followed a path down the side of his neck to the slopes of his shoulder. Her lips massaged the hardness of his abs, biting and sucking softly. She explored the beginning of the hair that covered his chest and ended gently just below the navel, where it spread out into a patch of pubic hair.

Noelle reached for his cock and gripped it firmly in her hand. She ran her palm from the tip that flared gently down to the base of his cock. A wild shiver passed through his body. She was hypnotized by the thing that reared with a life of its own. As it lengthened with her attention, the thin skin shone with a pinkish hue while the head was suffused in a darker shade of crimson.

There was nothing she wanted more than to taste him. She opened her lips and licked the dew that glistened in the narrow opening at the tip. It tasted sweetish in her mouth. Then she wrapped her lips around the tip and took him inside her mouth. Her tongue brushed the lower side of his penis as her mouth took him deeper.

Another tremor ran through his body as his cock lengthened even more inside her mouth. She bobbed slowly up and down, increasing her tempo ever so gently before she settled for a steady faster rhythm.

She stole a glance at him.

Hunter’s head was thrown back against the bed in bliss, his eyes in a tight squint, his jaw clenching and unclenching with every pass she made on his penis. His neck was stretched tautly as a growl of pleasure emanated from the mouth.

“Ohhh Noelle that feels so good,” he groaned.

Noelle kept a relentless attack, her saliva making it slick and easy. Her lips slid firmly over the entire length of his cock as her tongue worked in tandem with each movement of her mouth.

Minutes passed and Hunter’s body trembled. His moans had altered into wild groans that bounced off the walls. He began a slow thrusting motion enjoying the slippery feel of his cock in her mouth.

By sheer will, he pulled away and slowly released himself and pushed her gently onto the bed. He used his thighs to open her legs and positioned himself between them. He lowered himself, cock hovering over her pussy, targeting her clit. She reached out and maneuvered his cock from under, gently rubbing him against her without going any deeper. They stayed that way for some time relishing the feel of slick skin against slick skin.

Then Hunter moved deliberately and penetrated her. A sigh escaped her lips as the hardness of his cock filled her entirely. He thrust into her slowly, slowly increasing his tempo, maneuvering his thrusts so that he made contact with her clit at every pass.

Noelle felt the heat in her body spread slowly with ever increasing intensity. She was like glowing coal combusting and turning into a blaze. The blaze traveled from her pussy, sending waves of indescribable sensations as he thrust into her with deliberate movement, pushing into her with circular motions of his hips, manipulating her to follow his rhythm in a dance as old as time.

Noelle found herself meeting every successive plunge even as he lifted her ass off the bed. Her fingers clawed at his back, twisting, curling, and caressing him like a maniac.

“Ohhh God, don’t stop, please don’t stop,” she moaned as she recognized the higher summit in the near distance.

“Go faster, Hunter, please go faster…” she begged him.

Hunter’s groan had turned into primal growls as he traversed the distance to his own pleasure.

“Come for me, baby” he urged her with every fiber in his body begging for release.

He positioned his body and formed an arc over her. He took possession of one of her tits and sucked hard, tongue swirling against her nipple, never losing the rhythm of his thrusts inside her pussy.

Noelle screamed with ecstasy. It was all she needed. She felt a spasm that began in her navel and traveled like lightning to her vagina. A warm feeling overcame her. She spiraled into a powerful orgasm as her fingers dug deep his back.

Simultaneously she heard Hunter grunt like a lion in heat even before her body could stop shaking violently. With one final thrust, Hunter orgasmed as her vagina went into an involuntary clench, sucking every ounce of juice that came spurting from his penis.

Then he dropped down slowly into her like an inflated balloon, his breath sounding like a wind tunnel in her ear. Noelle knew she could stay there forever. Trapped under his weight, tangled in his arms, and feeling thoroughly fucked.

***

Noelle was suffocating. She couldn’t breathe. Something heavy was obstructing the air in her lungs. Her eyes flew open in alarm and noted the strange surrounding. Seconds passed before she realized she was in Hunter’s house inside his bedroom. One arm was flung across her chest and one leg was hooked across her thigh in a grappling clinch.

The smell of sex permeated the room. She relaxed as memories came flooding. She stared at her lover in awe. The pinkish hue of the closed lids, the lashes that fanned out- these were trivial parts of an all-consuming personality she was just starting to recognize.

His closed eyelids moved randomly, indicating a dream state. Noelle hoped he was dreaming about her.

Hunter was a voracious lover. Noelle thought she surely had no more to give, only to find she was responding to his every command. He tasted, probed and explored every niche and crevice, every fold and all the secret places of her body. She was in sexual positions she never even knew was possible, her orgasms becoming more intense with every contortion. He was like an animal that needed to mark his territory before he became exhausted and settled down to sleep. Recalling their sexual exploits of the evening made her feel hot and sexy, as she recognized the familiar raw ache between her loins.

But she didn’t want to rouse him yet. And a more ordinary sensation was adamant and could not be ignored. She was hungry. Her stomach grumbled just to prove a point.

She pulled away, trying hard not to jostle him. She picked up his shirt from the pile on the floor and hoped he wouldn’t mind. It was either that or wander naked about his house. The thought of running into someone unexpectedly almost made her change her mind. But she was really famished.

Out in the hallway, Noelle thought she needed signages to tell her where to go. But rationale dictated the kitchen had to be on the ground floor. She headed down the long winding staircase wondering how Hunter managed to carry her all the way to the bedroom.

After getting lost a few times, she eventually found what she was looking for and headed directly to the huge freezer to rummage for food.

“I can cook him breakfast,” the delightful thought occurred and she started a search for any ingredients she could find. She felt at home in the kitchen. It was a familiar domain and soon she was happily whistling a tuneless song.