of their mirror and touch the paper, that you would feel connected to them that way.”
He closed his eyes as my hand left his nipple with its ornament and slid down to grip his cock at the base.
“Go on,” I insisted and purred as two fingers invaded my wet cunt.
“So it was a safe bet --” He slid me to my back and hovered above me. “-- that the stuff about disappearing into a void was a threat to make sure that if you ever got here, you would not let the box fall into the wrong hands.”
The head of his cock, leaking pre-cum in a slick trail, slid across my thigh and pressed against the damp fur guarding my weeping womanhood.
“Yes,” I breathed, arching against him, trying to force his finger and his erection deep into me.
“So if you ever got here, you could show us how to use the things the Titans left behind.”
I froze at that. “The stuff… Oh shit yes!”
As I paused, Luster took the opportunity to drive his cock home deep.
“The… stuff.” He punctuated each word with a thrust.
I screamed as my legs flew up to wrap around his waist, driving him deeper into me. His finger began a counterthrust that almost over-stimulated me, almost brought me pain. But I screamed and begged for more. The lines between discomfort and ultimate joy began to blur. Right now, any sensation added to the intense feelings crawling through my body.
My world shifted, consciousness dropped away as my being became a thing of complete orgasmic delight. Colors swirled behind my closed eyes and each of his movements rocked me higher and higher.
I could feel the sweat pouring off of me, felt his weight shift to the side a bit to grind against me, mashing my clit against his soft pubic hair and adding yet another thrill to my convulsing body.
His thrusts became rougher, harder, as he grunted above me, setting a rhythm that my body had no choice but to follow. I began to shake as tension built and built. I trembled and arched up against him, every muscle straining for completion.
Then it broke!
I screamed as my body began to convulse around him. The muscles in my ass clenched around his finger as my inner walls tightened around his cock, milking him intently, trying to drain the life out of his body.
He, too, cried out as orgasm took hold of his body, making him writhe and quake above me. The hot splash of his seed soothed me.
“Sinopee,” he gasped. He settled, shaking in reaction, atop my still quivering body. He eased his finger free of me, and then I was engulfed in a tight embrace, our bodies trembling together as we both began to calm.
“Teach me to be a Thinker.” He rolled to the side, keeping our bodies joined even as he pulled my head to his chest.
“You want me to… use my gifts?”
“Yes,” he breathed. “This science thing has to be understood.”
“But what about the magic? Have you given up on it?” I stroked my hand across his damp back. His muscles still trembled.
“I will never give up on magic, but I see the merit of science.”
“Really?” I chuckled weakly. Damn, these sessions with Lust left me totally drained.
“Yes,” he replied, bending low to take my lips with his. “How else will you explain us both touching the mirror at the same time, or how you just happen to be my true mate?”
I couldn’t argue with his reasoning. I couldn’t say anything anyway. I was too busy eating at his mouth, taking in his unique flavor, playing catch-me with his tongue.
Besides, who could explain the greatest bit of magic ever created?
Who could explain love?
Welcome to Prefect City
Stephanie Burke
It isn’t easy being a young black woman trying to find a place in the corporate world. Fed up with her life, Shaquandra utters these fateful words: “ I wish I was in a soap opera. Five minutes after you get there, you’re a millionaire and everyone loves you .”
Be careful what you wish for. When the four fairy godfathers whisk her away to “Perfect” City, she
He closed his eyes as my hand left his nipple with its ornament and slid down to grip his cock at the base.
“Go on,” I insisted and purred as two fingers invaded my wet cunt.
“So it was a safe bet --” He slid me to my back and hovered above me. “-- that the stuff about disappearing into a void was a threat to make sure that if you ever got here, you would not let the box fall into the wrong hands.”
The head of his cock, leaking pre-cum in a slick trail, slid across my thigh and pressed against the damp fur guarding my weeping womanhood.
“Yes,” I breathed, arching against him, trying to force his finger and his erection deep into me.
“So if you ever got here, you could show us how to use the things the Titans left behind.”
I froze at that. “The stuff… Oh shit yes!”
As I paused, Luster took the opportunity to drive his cock home deep.
“The… stuff.” He punctuated each word with a thrust.
I screamed as my legs flew up to wrap around his waist, driving him deeper into me. His finger began a counterthrust that almost over-stimulated me, almost brought me pain. But I screamed and begged for more. The lines between discomfort and ultimate joy began to blur. Right now, any sensation added to the intense feelings crawling through my body.
My world shifted, consciousness dropped away as my being became a thing of complete orgasmic delight. Colors swirled behind my closed eyes and each of his movements rocked me higher and higher.
I could feel the sweat pouring off of me, felt his weight shift to the side a bit to grind against me, mashing my clit against his soft pubic hair and adding yet another thrill to my convulsing body.
His thrusts became rougher, harder, as he grunted above me, setting a rhythm that my body had no choice but to follow. I began to shake as tension built and built. I trembled and arched up against him, every muscle straining for completion.
Then it broke!
I screamed as my body began to convulse around him. The muscles in my ass clenched around his finger as my inner walls tightened around his cock, milking him intently, trying to drain the life out of his body.
He, too, cried out as orgasm took hold of his body, making him writhe and quake above me. The hot splash of his seed soothed me.
“Sinopee,” he gasped. He settled, shaking in reaction, atop my still quivering body. He eased his finger free of me, and then I was engulfed in a tight embrace, our bodies trembling together as we both began to calm.
“Teach me to be a Thinker.” He rolled to the side, keeping our bodies joined even as he pulled my head to his chest.
“You want me to… use my gifts?”
“Yes,” he breathed. “This science thing has to be understood.”
“But what about the magic? Have you given up on it?” I stroked my hand across his damp back. His muscles still trembled.
“I will never give up on magic, but I see the merit of science.”
“Really?” I chuckled weakly. Damn, these sessions with Lust left me totally drained.
“Yes,” he replied, bending low to take my lips with his. “How else will you explain us both touching the mirror at the same time, or how you just happen to be my true mate?”
I couldn’t argue with his reasoning. I couldn’t say anything anyway. I was too busy eating at his mouth, taking in his unique flavor, playing catch-me with his tongue.
Besides, who could explain the greatest bit of magic ever created?
Who could explain love?
Welcome to Prefect City
Stephanie Burke
It isn’t easy being a young black woman trying to find a place in the corporate world. Fed up with her life, Shaquandra utters these fateful words: “ I wish I was in a soap opera. Five minutes after you get there, you’re a millionaire and everyone loves you .”
Be careful what you wish for. When the four fairy godfathers whisk her away to “Perfect” City, she
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