Put Out My Fire

[WARNING: THIS CHAPTER IS R-18. IT CONTAINS MATURE CONTENTS NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS]

Christopher's intense blue eyes were fixed on Amanda's green ones. Despite his scruffy dark blond hair, his athletic face was looking more handsome in Amanda's views.

Biting her lip, she heard him ask, "Are you ready?"

Amanda returned to spreading her legs and slowly sat up. She said, "I want to.. sit on you."

Dreamy as he was, he managed to say, "I like a woman on top."

They both took a second to giggle before resuming their lustrous glares.

While Amanda crawled up to him, Christopher palmed himself, preparing his member for the big entrance.

When she was inches away, he leaned over to suck on her breast right before Amanda sat on her knees. They both looked down as Christopher held up his rod, centering it right to her entrance.

Gradually, Amanda lowered herself.

"Aaahhhhh!"

"Fuck, yeah."

They both let out soft moans, the second they felt each other's private parts become one.

When she sensed how her insides became filled with his thick and long shaft, Amanda felt chills all over her body. She was reminded of how it was a perfect fit.

Her insides were still throbbing and feeling his length utterly touch her from every side, intensified the pleasure that she received. "Haahaahhhh... Mmmmmmm."

She could not help but initiate the grounding, pressing her entire weight against his groin area, letting the tip of his length touch her to the very end.

Christopher immediately sensed his body warming up. With Amanda's rose sucking him in, he hissed again and again, his face turning frail, expressing his inner desires.

He felt his rod getting wet, yet the grip around it was tight and utterly enchanting. His hands move from Amanda's waist to her behind, wanting to aid his woman with her movement, pushing her back and forth.

Amanda was leaning back as she moved her hips. She threw her head back while supporting herself, holding on to Christopher's neck and shoulders.

They assumed the same lotus position for minutes, panting and expressing erotic cries together.

Soon Christopher became impatient. He lowered Amanda to lie on her back. He pushed further between her legs, resting it on his shoulders and started thrusting his rod faster and harder.

"Ugghhh! Ugghhhh!" Christopher's roars became louder and along with his cries of pleasure, the sounds of their slapping flesh became audible across Amanda's room.

His brows drawn together as he pushed hard with his every thrust.

Amanda welcomed his eagerness with her... encouraging words, "Yeah... Mmmmm... more... more!"

She lost all reason. The passion that filled her heart spread across her body in waves. She fully expressed how much she wanted to be devoured by Christopher.

"I love it. Chris! I love it - "

Her words were cut off by Christopher's mouth, covering her pinkish lips. She bit on her so hard that he tasted a bit of her blood, but no matter, they resumed to make love with each other in the most thrilling way.

With his strong arm, Christopher quickly flipped Amanda over, letting her face down on the bed. He raised her hips and caressed her exquisitely round bottom cheeks. He gently kissed and took a bite on each side before tasting on her entrance again.

"Aaaaahhh... Yeahh..." Amanda did not hold back in letting Christopher know that it felt great. Screaming it louder even made it more exciting. "Put it back in! Hmmmmm..."

Christopher marveled on Amanda's sexy back. She was sweating from their union and her healthy glow further added to his craving. He looked down at his shiny rod and held it up, ready to enter her once more.

"Aaaaahhhhh. Fuck!" Just like earlier, they let out erotic cries, being one again, right where it counted the most.

Christopher took control of the pumping, holding her steady by the waist.

The wet slapping sound came back to resonate against the stone walls of Amanda's room, followed by gasping and moaning.

It was music to their ears.

Christopher's bottom cheeks hallowed frequently as he shoved his stick inside Amanda. He maintained a steady pace, pumping two to three times per second. His rod quickly became lathered by her moisture.

Like Amanda, his entire body was left to glow from sweat, following his hard work. It did not help that he was the master of water, sweating ridiculously, after Amanda's transfer of heat.

However, instead of getting discouraged, the look of how their fluids transfer to each other was utterly stirring. It was solid proof of their... unity and Christopher embraced it.

Christopher would sometimes lower himself to steal a kiss from Amanda's back or lips, but most of the time, his eyes and attention were focused on the movement of his glowing rod.

It was how Amanda's wet cave perfectly enveloped around his length that added to the fire, giving him his member a good moisture. He could barely keep his eyes off how his stick moved back and forth inside of her.

Amanda supported herself, strengthening the landing of her arm down at the bed, feeling Christopher's eagerness heightened to a whole new level.

With Christopher's powerful pumping, Amanda was forced to lay flat on the bed, panting. She promptly raised her hips, at least to allow him to resume his motion. She did this while remembering to spread her legs for him.

Christopher carried his torso with his arms, giving himself a room to maintain his thrusting from behind Amanda.

It was as if everything else became silent except for their erotic cries and the pumping sound. Their amorous act was all they both could hear for the remaining seconds as they felt themselves nearing a full orgasmic state.

"Aaah! Fuck! Fuck!" Christopher thrust thrice before landing completely his weight on top of Amanda. He kept pushing and pushing his hips deeper and deeper, like he still had room to fill.

Aside from having come herself, Amanda was left holding her weight against the headboard, sensing her head was already against it. Christopher pounced on her so hard that she practically moved nearly half a meter forward.

Still squirming on top of his woman, Christopher's entire body remained restless. He was practically writhing his entire body on Amanda's back. The sensation was so overwhelming that it left Amanda come again, different from her earlier conclusion.

Catching her breath, Amanda said, "Wow... that was so good."

When Christopher turned to lie on his back, Amanda crawled on top of him, kissing his gleaming skin. "I love it. I love it so much."

She turned around his erection, still in good standing.

Her hands moved unconsciously, grasping on his rod.

"Amanda - oh, fuck," Christopher moaned again. His manhood was inside his woman's mouth and all he could do was surrender to her actions.

In minutes, he was left mildly convulsing. Only then did they finally take their rest after a sleepless night of fighting.

Christopher woke up the next day, not because they had enough rest, nor was it because of the rays of the sun seeping through the window. No. It was because Amanda addressed his morning erection, climbing on top of him without giving a hint or warning.

After perfectly settling in his groin area, she said, "A good exercise before starting our day - hmmmm...."