out of the frying pan (wolvenrogue and wingshadow)

Madoka felt his tip press into her, the friction and sensation as it spread her open as it penetrated deeper sent a wave through her, her muscles tensing then relaxing around him, as if trying to pull him in deeper into her inner folds. As he pulled her down onto his member, a sharp pain shot up and caused her nails to grip his sides painfully. She audibly gasped but managed to keep herself from crying out.

The discomfort quickly faded as he started to slowly thrust up into her, her own body reacting in turn squeezing down on his shaft every time it drew out from her and relaxing as he pulled back in. Her breathing became gradually faster and more labored as he continued his ministrations on her other breast. She let out soft moans in time with his trusts. She craved this feeling, this feeling which grew stronger and stronger within her. The more it grew, the more she wanted it to continue.

The pulsating waves of her inner walls contracting on him, brought him quickly to the edge of orgasm, he wanted he to enjoy the experience so he did his best to hold back groaning as he body milked his. He kissed her neck and held her hips driving he up and down his hard cock until finally he could take it no more. his cock swelled, and began to throb inside her and with a heavy groan, he let his body release a load of hot seed deep within her.

His body relaxed and he held her as she remained impaled on his still hard cock.

Madoka's body resonated with his, her body arching and pressing against his with increasing force as he rose to thrust up into her. The smacking sounds of sweaty, desire-rich flesh against flesh filled the air as her breathing grew rapid a labored, only pausing to emit a subdued moan from between her lips. She could feel him swelling inside her, seeking release as her body tensed up around him readying itself for his seed, the anticipation mounting within her of the peak of arousal. Allowing herself to ride her own wave of pleasure as it built up inside her, he injected his thick warm inside her. She ground her hips against him, seeking to continue the sensations as she as of yet was denied an orgasm.

Feeling her still thrusting against him, still hungry, drove him wild. He rested only a moment, them began driving deep inside her again. He got up out of the hammock keeping her deeply impaled on his cock, and holding her ass in his strong hands slid her up and down his cock, pounding her cervix on every stroke he kissed her deeply and explored her hungry mouth with his tongue. He drove deeper and faster as he pushed her steadily toward the edge, not pausing for even a moment.