Man-Droid the Orgasmatron (Siren Publishing Classic)

Man-Droid the Orgasmatron (Siren Publishing Classic) by Doris O'Connor Read Free Book Online

Book: Man-Droid the Orgasmatron (Siren Publishing Classic) by Doris O'Connor Read Free Book Online
Authors: Doris O'Connor
Tags: Romance
along her slit and up to her anus. He licked around the rim and then tunneled his tongue inside the puckered hole, whilst thrusting his long digits in and out of her pussy.
    Beth didn’t know who groaned loudest as she stepped up the suckling off his dick, as though it was the sweetest lollipop, and he in turn lapped up the juices he spread with his fingers. She lost her rhythm completely when he pushed his thumb through the tight ring of muscle and massaged the walls of her vagina with his other hand. With that unerring precision he had shown the night before, he found and massaged her sweet spot until spots danced in front of her vision.
    His lips lifted, fucking her mouth with his cock in tune with the fingers up both her holes, and utterly filled and taken over by him, the triple stimulation proved too much for Beth. She screamed her release around his dick as the waves of her climax sucked her under, until she could only feel and hang on for dear life. When her body finally stopped shaking, she lay sprawled along his body, his cock inches away from her lips, and she moaned her denial.
    When she tried to take him back in her mouth, his sharp, “No,” stopped her dead.
    “I want inside your sweet pussy this time, Beth. Scoot.” He grumbled the words and he shifted her downward until he had her aligned just right. With a tug to her hair, he pulled her upward, and like a heat-seeking missile, his amazing cock found its target.
    Beth almost came again, so intense was the feeling of being impaled on his thick member. It twitched and grew inside her until it hit every sensitive nerve ending.
    “Ride me, cowgirl.” The hoarse command was followed by a playful swat to her ass that sent darts of pure need to her clit. His hands cupped her breasts, and his thumbs rubbed her already needy little nipples into wanton beacons of lust. Beth lost herself in the feel of him surrounding her. His chest hair chafed the skin of her back, so sensitive was she to all the sensations bombarding her at once, and she ground her hips against him. Her body was his to command, and it obeyed his every move. Elliot’s arms, hands, fingers, lips, and teeth, seemed to reach every part of her, and when he tipped them over so that she was on all fours, the new position sent her tumbling over the edge again. He grasped her hips and pummeled her in earnest, the roughness of it all adding to her excitement, to the whole feel of being owned by him, her need to submit well and truly met. When he slowed and then pulled all the way out, she groaned her denial, only for her insides to clench in need and pure lust when he ran his cock through her juices and used his fingers to spread more of her natural lubrication around her anus.
    “I’m going to fuck you up the ass so hard you will see stars, my sweet. Tell me this is what you want.” He bit her neck when she didn’t answer straight away, and he pulled her hair with enough force to yank her head back until he could study her.
    “Tell me you want my cock to fuck your ass. Tell me. Use your words.”
    She nodded, and he growled his annoyance, the sound so low and feral that Beth knew she was going to explode if he didn’t finish what they had started.
    “Yes…god, yes…please.”
    He kissed her in a harsh, bruising kiss of possession that gentled as he thrust two fingers past her tight ring of muscle and spread them, preparing her for his cock. She clamped around those thick digits and pushed against him, and she felt his smile in the kiss he gave her.
    Elliot pulled his fingers out and, curiously bereft, she waited while he pressed his thick head against the tiny hole.
    “Relax, my sweet, let me in. I’ll make this so fucking good for you, I promise. That’s it. Oh yeah, fuck yeah. Shit!” His whispered words into her sweat-damp neck was all the encouragement she needed, and Beth pushed backward until he was seated as deeply as he could be. Slowly at first and then with ever-increasing speed,

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