[Project Nemesis] Jungle Fever by Celeste Anwar

onslaught of pleasure, when he bit down on
her clit and sucked her hard and rough, she screamed.  Her mouth hung wide
open, gaping as she climaxed sudden and hard, completely unexpected.
                Her veins
thrummed, shuddering, every muscle clenching with the onslaught of pleasure
coursing through her nerves.
                She didn´t black
out, but it was a close thing.  She couldn´t hear or see anything, her senses refused
to work beyond the mind-numbing pleasure invading her core.  Every part of her
seemed to fizz and sizzle.  She knew Armando was rearranging her limbs, but she
didn´t care why.  She couldn´t feel him touching her, but the part of her mind
that was still working, recognized what he was up to.
                She came back to
Earth with a bang when Armando plunged his cock deep into her, so far that it
nudged her womb and made her pussy stretch to the limits.  She yelped slightly
in pain, but she was so out of it, that she couldn´t really feel it, could only
feel the build-up of another orgasm rising within her.
                Her mind went
into overdrive at the possibility of another climax like the one she´d just
had.  Her inner muscles clenched around him, tense and rigid.  He rested inside
her for a second, and that was when she came to enough to realize that she was
on her knees, and he was fucking her doggy style.  Or catty style, she supposed
with an inner laugh.  He was allowing her to adjust to his size, and when she
thought about it, she was actually glad her exes hadn´t been as big as Armando,
nor as wide.  If she hadn´t climaxed so intensely, she knew that it would have
been hard work for him to actually penetrate her tight channel.
                As it was, he
filled her so completely, she thought she’d died and gone to heaven.
                His crotch and
legs felt warm against her backside, his hairy legs rough against her smooth
dark thighs.  He groaned, grabbing her ass and rubbing her backside, then
reaching around and grabbing her tits in a possessive hold that had her backing
up to him and taking him deeper.
                She could almost
feel the exact moment when he decided to move.  Her chest started to seize, and
with a whoosh of air from her lungs, she sighed in pleasure as he slowly pulled
his cock from her clasping muscles.  Her nerves tingled as he pulled free and
then thrust deeply again.  He continued in this rhythm, plunging in fast,
resting, then pulling out slowly.  The long, drawn out movement drove her pussy
crazy.
                Her arms
trembled.  Her elbows felt as substantial as jelly.  It confused her nerves and
muscles, so that she was resting on a plateau of need when suddenly he started
to fuck her hard and fast, savage and wild.  His hips pistoned back and forth, building
a desperate need inside her.  Faster each time, his movements powerful, until suddenly
he stopped deep inside of her.  His arms tensed as he struggled for control. 
His breathing grew ragged, his eyes locked onto hers, making her shudder at the
wildness in his gaze.
                She screamed in
frustration, her inner muscles reacting in shock to the sudden stillness by
rippling around him, which racketed up her need even more.  “Armando, no,
Armando, Armando,” she sobbed.
                “You want my
cock, cielita mia? ” he asked her huskily.  His body now covered hers,
where before, he´d been behind her, now he lay over her like a blanket, his
head rested in the crook of her neck, and as he spoke, his breath washed over
the area he´d bitten earlier.
                She shuddered and
whimpered, “Yes.”
                “Beg for it, cariña…. ”
he whispered, “You can have it, but you´ll have to beg.”
                She thrust back
against him, vainly trying to ease her need, but he held her still with his
strong body and