Hekate's Passage: A Story of Sex and Rock'n'roll, Part 1, Vol. 1 by Eleyne Kot, Yasmin Lazaro Read Free Book Online Page B

but I get incredibly needy doing that. I know I won’t be able to carry on for long; I just need him inside me, in my pussy. But it seems he also wants to be there, ‘cause when I’m already desperate for him he pulls me up and we shift. Now I’m on my back and he mounts me, hooking my legs on his shoulders so that he can enter me really deep. His dick moves in and out of me making me fly away with each thrust, driving me higher and higher.
    Just before I climax he pauses and changes position. He lies behind me and caresses my crack, completely wet and slippery from all the juices from my pussy. He inserts his fingers inside and I moan… I want more…. I beg him to fuck my arse… I want him inside there... He grants my wish with pleasure and his hard dick soon pushes in, and I gasp when pleasure mixes with pain. But in no time at all the pleasure becomes dominant when he screws my butt while his fingers continue to slide in and out of my pussy. I turn my head to him and kiss him, our tongues fool around. I can’t even think anymore, my world is his dick, fingers and tongue. I can feel the ecstasy building up in me and soon another gigantic orgasm sweeps through me. I exclaim his name in passion trembling and almost losing my mind. My arse is trying to eat his cock, grind it and swallow it deep as he continues pushing in, but I can sense that he cannot control himself anymore either and my violent reaction makes him shudder in his climax too. His hands hold me tight when he buries himself deep inside me, as deep as he can, he groans and shakes in spasm as his seed floods my insides.
    For a few moments I bask in post-orgasmic glow, then I turn to kiss him again passionately and take our glasses of champagne, saying.
    “You must be thirsty after all the work… And hungry…” I reach for the tray with the oysters. “We should eat them, otherwise they will go bad,” I start to feed him and I eat some too.
    “What’s your name, beautiful stranger? It’s been fantastic fucking you even though I don’t know your name...” he asks, sipping his champagne.
    I gasp in embarrassment. In my haste to put my dirty paws on him I completely forgot the rules of good behavior. I think I blush a bit.
    “I’m Eleyne and I’m Polish. Sorry I didn’t say my name back there but…”
    “I can forgive you,” and winks, “I could see you were so horny I couldn’t refuse your ‘invitation.’”
    I laugh in relief.
    “You’re right, Tony. I really wanted you very much. When I saw you there it was like an incredible dream come true. And I just wanted to have a piece of you before waking up. You see, I have been fantasizing about you and about all those things that we just did for quite a while.”
    “Really? Have I lived up to your expectations?” he asks with a roguish smile, “or do I need to do something more to prove myself to you?”
    “Tony, you don’t need to prove anything. Nobody has ever fucked me just like you did. You’ve just made my wildest fantasies come true, but more is always welcome.” And I wink.
    Then I tell him our story, how we got to the place and where we came from. He listens incredulously. I see it’s hard for him to believe what I say to him.
    “Listen, I can’t give you any proof that what I say is the truth, all our things, which could convince you, stayed up there on the hill. In fact I don’t even know if they are still there, or if they disappeared, too. I hope they didn’t. I don’t have any clothes, or documents or whatever. I just hope you won’t call for a doctor to lock me and the other gals up.”
    I smile winsomely at him. He smiles back.
    “So which year did you say you came from?”
    “The year 2011, 26 years from now.”
    He frowns.“Hmm, in 2011 I’ll be over 60.Why would such a sexy chick as you lust for a 60-year-old man?”
    “Tony,” I say softly, “you’re a rocker, you’ll be always hot and desirable. Your mates from the band will be, too.” He