Wicked Deception (Orgasmo vs. Silver Lining)

"I was talking more about being with you in general, I wasn't specifying," she explained with an easy, almost lethargic smile. She could pick up on the way he reacted to her touches, and she loved it. It definitely showed her that Darryll wasn't immune to her at all, but instead, every bit of attention she gave him elicited yet another reason why she was so hopelessly smitten over him. He was cute...and he was sexy, and gods, was he fucking amazing with his tongue. Of course, being the genuinely kind-hearted young woman she was, she wouldn't base all of her judgment upon his skills in the bedroom. However, it certainly helped to know that he could make her come so hard. Who was she trying to fool here? She loved a man who knew his stuff, because buoyancy was something that fluently got her panties in a bunch.

"Hn...tell my friends? No, I don't plan to. I don't kiss and tell," she mused softly, appreciating the affectionate gesture of him peppering her with kisses while his hand stroked over the silky ringlets of her dark hair. She could, more than likely, stay just like this and happily hold onto him but there was no use in trying to snuff out the smoldering covet that was rumbling throughout her gut. She wanted him, and she wanted to taste, to touch and completely render him speechless. It was a thrill for her, to know she was making her partner feel just as good as he made her feel. Evelyn obtained quite the amount of self-satisfaction from it, and she planned on getting a heavy dose tonight. Darryll probably wasn't aware, but he had managed to capture a very voracious vixen with an insatiable oral fixation.

She didn't move an inch, but rather watched him spoil her with a show. It was adorable, and it had her cheeks dimpling due to the extent of her smile. It was refreshing, the fact that he could be so downright passionate and then the next moment, he could tickle her funny bone until her sides were hurting her. She was impressed, especially by the fashion statement he was making with his brand of boxer shorts. A shapely brow arched in question to the Tabasco memorabilia, yet she was hopelessly distracted when they finally fell down around his ankles. Oh, yes, she had struck gold. Tonight was going to be way too much fun...

He led her to the edge of the bed and she let him, feeling her heart give an eager little spasm within her chest. She wasn't sure why she was looking forward to this so much...maybe it was the fact that she liked him at a steadily increasing pace, or...yeah, it was because of that. Evelyn wasn't about to lie to herself. Darryll was quickly weaving himself around her heartstrings and making a lasting impression on the Brazilian beauty. "You're giving me a full-course meal," she asked, casually reaching forward to run the delicate tip of her index finger along the underside of his member. "Hm...you're spoiling me," she teased before leaning forward. She figured he had enough visual stimulation, granted she was completely nude except for her beloved stilettos. So, figuring he had more than earned his fair share of treats, she finally gave him what he, hopefully, wanted.

Those smooth, wet lips wrapped about the swollen tip of his shaft, fitting around tightly. Her tongue, keen on finally subduing her curiosity, slicked over the sensitive flesh, tasting him. She approved and furthered her motion with dipping her head lower, dainty digits having long since wrapped about the base of him. Her motions were slow and deliberate, leisurely stroking him whilst she pulled back and away with a wet smack, grinning. Evelyn didn't say a word, but rather pumped his every inch quickly, smearing the collection of her saliva all around. When it came to this, she liked taking her time, because just like he did, she was intent on finding what he enjoyed best. Unable to resist, though, she soon enough filled her mouth with him yet again, gazing up with those honey brown eyes, cheeks now brightly flushed.

“Well, I thought you deserved a treat,” Darryll replied cheerily in response to Evelyn telling him he was spoiling her. He drew in a sharp breath of excitement as she stroked the underside of his shaft, bringing it to full erection. As she went to work on his stick, Darryll brushed aside Evelyn’s hair from her face and gathered it up behind her head in a loose ponytail and held it there so as to get an unobstructed view of the action. Her thick full lips wrapped around the swollen head of his cock was a sight to behold indeed. A muffled moan of pleasure escaped his lips as Evelyn’s warm wet mouth slowly began to move up and down his shaft. The feeling of delectation was beyond description. As she continued working her magic on his pulsing cock, Darryll continued to hold her hair back in a loose ponytail. She looked so damn sexy doing what she was doing.

His heartbeat quickened noticeably while his breaths became more and more shallow with each stroke. Her lips, mouth and tongue felt utterly amazing. His whole body tingled it felt so good. She was working him into a lustful frenzy as she continued to give him head. The extreme pleasure she was giving him was out of this world. Darryll smiled lustfully down at the gorgeous brunette bombshell as she gazed up at him unabashedly with her mouth stuffed with his sausage slathered in her saliva. While he fully intended on giving and receiving more than just a few orgasms tonight, Darryll wasn’t yet ready for his first, wanting instead to prolong tonight’s pleasure. Growling menacingly as he gazed down hungrily into Evelyn’s eyes, Darryll pulled out of her mouth and stood her up. He then drew her in for a deeply passionate, forceful kiss. “Mmm… you’re making me crazy, baby,” he told her when their lips finally parted. And it wasn’t a lie.

After a bit more kissing, Darryll laid her back down on his bed and climbed in after her. Positioning himself between her legs, he reached down underneath her hips and pulled her closer toward him. Darryll then raised her legs, spread them and bent her knees so as to allow for deep penetration. He then guided his massive rod, lowering it onto the opening of her vagina, at first sliding it along the length of her soft smooth outer lips a few times then touching the head against her clitoris, rubbing, teasing and wetting it even more. Looking deeply into her eyes, Darryll pressed the tip of his cock against the puffy moist lips of Evelyn’s womanhood and pushed into her slowly. Swollen with desire, his throbbing cock slid into her moist velvety folds, the thick girth of his shaft stretching the walls of her vagina. He then slowly withdrew himself all the way and just as slowly, re-entered her again. When Evelyn had taken in as much of his engorged member as her vagina could accommodate, Darryll, with his eyes aglow with intense passion and still locked on hers, forced himself even further inside of her, heedless of any pain or discomfort it may have caused his brunette sex partner.

With as much of his pulsing rod pushed in as far as could fit, Darryll then paused momentarily to savor the initial feeling being deep within her core. His mouth moved down to her neck, kissing, licking and nibbling as he began slowly rocking his hips into hers. “Mmm, Scrunchy, your pussy feels so fucking good,” he said into her ear with an aggressive gruff tone of voice. As his shaft continued to glide in and out of her soft moistness, Darryll fondled her breast, massaging it tenderly as before. Meanwhile, his other hand traveled down her flank and waist, reaching underneath to squeeze her scrumptious firm ass. After some time, Darryll’s body became moistened with perspiration. He locked lips with Evelyn once again for another deep, long, passionate kiss then sat up, keeping his cock inside her. He smiled as he looked down upon the ravishing brunette’s scorching body and continued to fuck the spicy Brazilian with short strokes alternating with long, forceful deep thrusts.

The vaunted bad boy could feel his beast emerging and he feared things might soon become much too rough for the bewitching beauty lying beneath him. Darryll was known for being a voracious animal in bed and had sent many a pretty female home the next morning with that peculiarly funny walk. Whenever the fervor of his sexual passions became elevated, it was nigh impossible to prevent the rapacious Woodcock from becoming the lascivious beast that he was. But having stamina, Darryll was currently able to maintain control of his sexual exuberance in much the same way a seasoned professional jockey is able to control his thoroughbred racehorse’s eagerness to run flat out, pacing and reining in his horse’s potent energy, not wanting his spirited steed to peak and give out too soon, but waiting to unleash its fury and power towards the end of the race and finish in the money, thus prolonging the pleasure for himself as well as for his partner.

With a bit of his own saliva, Darryll moistened the tip of his thumb and began rubbing Evelyn’s swollen clit as he continued to fuck her deep and hard. “Do you like that baby?” he asked her. “You want more, don’t you, you naughty, naughty girl,” the pugnacious Woodcock teased, now wearing a playfully wicked smirk. “Well, if you want more, you’re going to have to say, ‘Please’,” he added tauntingly with an evil glimmer in his eye. Little did she know just how rough and freaky-deeky he was about to get. Sure, vanilla sex was great. But wild and crazy, nasty wet monkey sex was even better. And that just happened to be Darryll’s specialty…

How did she even end up here? Evelyn wasn't quite sure, but maybe it had to do with some good, random luck? Or maybe it was the fact that despite their blatant attraction for one another, when it came to the possessive, sexual mannerisms they were so talented in producing, there was actually some stability here. They got along, and he humored her like no one else she had ever met. There was something about him that intrigued her, that made her want to know more about him...and not just spend mindless hours locked away in his bedroom. Of course, she was far from opposed to that idea, but when it came down to the nitty-gritty truth, Evelyn was really beginning to genuinely enjoy Darryll's company. That smile of his could melt her heart in a millisecond. Not to mention the fact that he was hopelessly charming, too.

Her partner was very unorthodox, and she knew not many women would be able to handle his smarmy remarks. Evelyn liked them though, she liked them a lot but gods, did she love his kisses even more. Her tongue was tingling with his taste whilst she laid splayed upon his bed, her legs parted and giving him access towards nearly every inch of her body. He had free reign, and he surely took advantage of it with the way he teased at her soft, puffy slit, making her whimper in pleasure. What a fucking tease...and gods, did he really have to rub her clit that way, too? Evelyn was panting hotly by the time he finally pushed into her, those sultry, long lash framed eyes having never left his own gaze. He felt incredible, pushing inside of her until he no longer could, his balls settled firmly against the plump cheeks of her ass. Goddamn...he made himself fit...

Evelyn knew she had a particularly small hole, which was even tighter, and thus it amazed even her, to feel him settled comfortably betwixt her spasming walls. On most occasions, she would have never slept with someone she just met. It seemed as if Darryll had the habit of making her do the bizarre and extreme, when it came to her own personal vows. She was breaking a lot of rules, yet she had yet to regret any of it.

Fuck it, this man knew how to fuck...and she had never been this wet in her entire life.

Her fingers had long since tangled themselves in the soft, short hairs at the back of his neck. She kept him close until he pulled away, her mouth having traversed across his bare shoulders, along his neck and jaw. She peppered his skin with kisses, licks and bites, her fingers going so far as to bend, allowing her nails to sink into the taut expanse of his back. Evelyn was a moaning, withering, pitiful little mess beneath him, her chest heaving under the exertion of her heightening inhalation. Her enjoyment was obvious in the way she was flushed and slick with sweat, those dark ringlets of silk clinging to her desperately, forcing an entirely new bout of arousal to wash over her prone form. Darryll was taunting her again, making her heart race and thrum inside of her rib-cage like a frightened, skittish bird. Damn him...damn him and how amazing his dick felt.

He made her giggle, smiling up towards him whilst her palms groped shamelessly at her chest, head tipped off to the side and teeth biting into the corner of her bottom lip with feigned innocence. Of course she wanted more, and her hips rose to accentuate just how badly, then. "Nnn...please," she began to beg, her tight frame wiggling against the sheets. "I want your cock so bad," Evelyn whispered, dropping her line of sight down towards where they were connected. Fuck, he was going to make her come if he kept rubbing her sensitive, flushed nub like that. Gasping sharply, her fingers pinched and tugged at her hardened nipples, eliciting a brighter, more poignant wave of desire from her. Lucky for him, despite the refined visage that the Brazilian beauty held, she was quite the freakish little bout of sex, too. "C'mon...fuck me...!"

A wicked smirk formed on Darryll’s face when Evelyn’s throaty tones floated into his ear begging him to give her more. He fully intended on doing just that. Her dirty sexy talk along with the feeling of her nails digging into his skin just spurred him on even more. And her warm wet pussy felt so damn good. Darryll leaned down and gave Evelyn a light, yet passionate kiss. Then without a word and with his throbbing cock still inside her, Darryll reached down and lifted Evelyn up off the bed. Supporting her light frame by hooking his arms under her legs and holding onto her spectacular ass with both hands, Darryll carried her over and stood in the middle of the room and began working his large rod into her once more. With the aid of gravity and momentum, he bounced Evelyn up and down, impaling her deeply on his meaty shank while her juices trickled out over his nut sack and down along his inner thighs.

Darryll leaned back for balance, enjoying the sight of the Brasileira’s beautiful pert breasts and wavy brunette locks dancing happily before his eyes as he continued to carry and support her petite frame while he fucked her standing up. She was so fucking sexy. The only thing he cared about right now was giving his sexy new lover as much pleasure as possible while extracting from her the same for himself. With this in mind, the coarse jock eventually carried her over and pinned her forcefully against the wall so as to gain even more leverage. Her soft, yet firm breasts pressed up and rubbed against his broad muscular sweat-moistened chest as he drove into her with a renewed reckless abandon.

Still carrying the tempting seductress’ delicious body with one powerful arm, he reached up with his free hand and placed it over her supple neck. As Darryll continued to pound her hard into the wall with his raging cock, he squeezed and applied pressure with his hand around her throat - not enough to choke her completely or cause her to pass out, just enough to intensify the already fiercely passionate sex session. He then leaned in and gave Evelyn another deep passionate kiss. “Oh baby, did I already tell you that you’re fucking making me crazy? Why are you making me so fucking crazy, Scrunchy, huh?” Darryll fervently asked aloud as he continued to thrust and pound into her forcefully.

Whether she was doing it on purpose or not, she was making him insane like no other girl had done before. Had he known Evelyn was this amazing, maybe there would have been no need for the $10,000 wager with his friend as to who between them could be the first fuck her. Or then again, if he had known she was this amazing, the wager should have been much, much greater. No matter, the only thing on Darryll’s mind right now - in addition to fucking the shit out of her - was how amazing this Evelyn was in so many ways. He leaned in and gave her yet another intensely heated kiss. If he had been paying attention, Darryll might have noticed the sound of his framed autographed Emmitt Smith game-worn jersey falling from the wall and crashing tumultuously to the floor or the noise of the walls themselves shaking as they shuddered and reverberated under the powerful onslaught of their arduous hard fucking. As it were, the sex-crazed lunatic was completely caught up in the throes of passion and focused solely on Evelyn and giving it to the savory, hazel-eyed sex-bomb deep and hard.

Gods, surely she could kiss him for hours if he let her.

Evelyn was perfectly content in swirling her tongue about his own, and if it wasn't for him suddenly grabbing her, to lift her off of the bed, she would have laid there beneath him, dominating his mouth. Yet, she wasn't allowed to. She was effortlessly pulled from her comfortable position and forced to wrap her arms about him, gasping at the pressure of gravity weighing down upon her shoulders and thus, settling her even further on his cock. The mocha-skinned vixen cooed in favor of having him grip at her ass, bouncing her spontaneously. Jesus Christ, this man was something she had never imagined to exist. He managed to get beneath her skin perfectly, wedging himself deep inside of her heart and planting an eager, determined seed. Goodness, already she was absolutely smitten over him...wanting him in more ways than one.

Her hair danced about her flush, bliss-ridden face, her beautiful breasts perked up, high and proud. They rose and fell with the rest of her, her fingers having long since curled to allow her nails to bite down into his back, unable to help herself and growing a little...possessive. He was working her up into an absolute frenzy, her eyes widening when the pressure of a hard, stabled wall hit her back. She was pinned, and he proceeded to fuck the ever living shit out of her. Evelyn screamed in ecstasy, tossing her head back and allowing for her neck to curve, just in time for his own palm to grope upon the delicate frame, squeezing in time to his thrusts. Her breaths were irregular and strained now, the mounting pressure of him rutting wildly betwixt her creamy thighs increasing tenfold, as she was settled against the perfect support.

"Ohhhh~ Fuck, baby," she gasped out, her words nearly cut off whilst he smothered her mouth, twisting her mind upside down and clouding her sight. It was overwhelming, to the point she was quickly reduced to a drooling, withering little mess, her skin sticky and brightly flushed. She was driving him crazy, was that it? Gods, he had no fucking clue what he was doing to her, even though it was written all over her pretty little features. Evelyn was being wrecked, crying out as he thrusted the long, hard, and thick inches of his well-endowed shaft into her, possessing her complete being. A part of her felt bad for his neighbors...and for their sake, she hoped they weren't home. As, if they were, surely they would be getting a front-row seat to Evelyn and Darryll's passionate, wild rendezvous. The walls were shaking, things were breaking and she was yelling.

He reached depths that she didn't know were there, he fucked her like no one ever had...and yet, despite the raging lust that was flowing between them in the form of tangible matter, she knew, when it came down to it...she genuinely liked who he was. In fact, she really liked who he was, more than she probably should. "Keep going...make me come, make me come all over your fucking cock," she whispered in a saucy tone.

Darryll smiled as Evelyn’s loud moans of pleasure filled the air. So she did like it rough. “Oh, I’m going to make you come, alright...” he huffed as he continued to lay her into the wall. Her pussy felt so good around his steely cock. Darryll knew she was going to make him come so hard and he felt himself getting ever closer to the point of no return. After banging her into the walls a little longer, a sweaty Woodcock carried the ravishing Brazilian over and plopped her rather ungracefully back onto his bed. Remaining in total and complete control, he proceeded to flip her over onto her belly. And being none too gentle about it, the six-two ruffian grabbed her firmly by the waist and lifted her hips up so that she was now on her knees and elbows with her ass up in the air. Kneeling on the bed beside her, Darryll took a moment to worship her perfectly round, heart-shaped behind. He ran his hands over her beautiful butt cheeks and up and down along her creamy inner thighs, sliding his fingers tenderly over her wet slit with each pass.

Without any warning, he then gave Evelyn’s ass a hefty smack, a smack so hard the sound echoed throughout the room. This was followed by another, equally loud spank on the ass. Darryll blew on his palm and gave her yet one more painful slap on the backside. Ouch! That last one was strong enough to actually cause his palm to sting for a couple of seconds. It was almost as if Darryll was trying to see just how much Evelyn could take before her telling him to please stop being so rough with her. He then gripped her butt muscle and gave her glute a little bit of a shake as if testing its firmness. Damn, this was one fine ass. He then leaned down and began planting soft tender kisses all over the areas where his hand had slapped her rump with such merciless and vehement force just moments earlier.

As he continued massaging her inner thighs, Darryll ran his tongue lewdly and lasciviously down along and through the crease of her ass between her butt cheeks and up again. He repeated this action of licking her ass crack once more in this way because well, he was a nasty boy and freaky like that. As mentioned earlier, the brassy knave fully intended on getting to know every inch, nook and cranny of Evelyn’s wondrous body. He proceeded to lick about her cute little butt hole, flicking his tongue around her brown eye and playfully nibbling on her ass cheeks while also massaging her inner thighs and swollen clit. The insatiable Woodcock forcefully nuzzled her ass and pussy with his nose and mouth, looking forward to time he’d have Evelyn sit on his face and smother him with her perfect ass. After rimming her asshole a little more, Darryll eventually positioned himself behind the brunette sexpot and guided the swollen head of his manhood to the moist opening of her vagina from behind. Gripping onto her hips with both hands, Darryll slowly entered Evelyn again and watched intently as his engorged lust muscle disappeared inside the warm moist folds of her womanhood once again.

As they began to fuck doggie-style, Darryll’s eyes gazed over Evelyn’s flowing, sweat-moistened hair and down along the taper of her back, to her delectable ass, marveling at her beautiful mocha skin glistening with perspiration. “Fuck, Scrunchy… your ass is so fucking hot,” he said through gritted teeth, enjoying the sight and sound of his hips crashing into her glorious, majestic ass. Her ass was so damn hot, Darryll couldn’t resist the urge and temptation to give her yet another whack on her scrumptious rump. So he did - two more solid spanks to be exact. Whack! Whack! Darryll couldn’t help but chuckle at his own deviltry. Who knows what she thought of him now though, with all his depraved choking, licking and ass smacking as Darryll once again settled in to a rhythm of hard fucking.

As he pumped into Evelyn from behind, he reached around and began massaging her swollen clitoris while his other hand found its way to fondle one of her perfect breasts. With the increasing tempo of his thrusting hips came a series of animalistic growls and moans from his freed beast. Now possessed by intense lust and barbaric passion, Darryll grabbed a large fistful of Evelyn’s rich dark mane and pulled it back firmly, causing her neck to arch back as he continued to slam his cock into her disrhythmically. Still roughly holding her hair back, Darryll leaned down close, placing his mouth against Darryll’s ear. “Mmm… my baby likes it rough, I see. I didn’t realize she was such a nasty, naughty, naughty girl,” he told her in a viciously brusque tone of voice. He then re-gripped her hair firmly near the scalp, turned her head towards him and kissed her passionately while continuing to pound into her furiously from behind.