[Bk2-SOF:Ch68] Part 2- What Happens in the Woods...

I took a second to catch my breath, and when we were both ready I knelt over Fang's face. I spread my cunt lips and a cool breeze made the wet, sensitive flesh tingle and made me gasp. Without warning Fang leaned up and caught my clit. He sucked on it and swirled it with his tongue, and I groaned and let myself fall against his mouth. Fang pressed his face up into me and delved his tongue up into me and I gave a shout of pleasure. He was getting too good at this.

I found myself on the edge of another orgasm way too quickly. I grabbed his hair and pulled his face up against my pussy as I ground my pelvis down into him. The added stimulation was just enough and I came with a drawn out groan, my juices soaking Fang's face. As I came down from the high I slid off of him and pushed him onto his stomach. I yanked the belt off of his hands and ripped his shirt over his head. The second his lips passed from under the shirt I was on him,my mouth smashed against his. Our tongues wrestled each other and I tasted myself on him. I bit my lip and slid up so I could lick his ear. I pressed against him and groaned into his ear. "Take me. I need you now."

Fang wasted no time. He pulled me to my feet and pressed me against a tree, the rough bark cutting into my skin. I wrapped my legs around him and he entered me, quickly and roughly. I let out a shout that turned into a groan as he bottomed out, thrusting into me hard. His huge cock filled me to the brim, turning every movement into intense pleasure. With each thrust of his hips the tree dug deeper and deeper into my back, the burning scrapes just adding to the ecstasy.

I became aware of nothing more than the tree, Fang's burning body, and the limp ball of pleasure that was my body. My finger nails dug into his back, but I wasn't controlling them. My brain had completely shut down, and the only things it was able to do was feel pleasure and make constant panting, groaning, and "Oh God"'s into Fang's ear. A particularly deep thrust threw me into my third orgasm of the night.

I tried to suppress a scream by biting Fang's shoulder. He cried out and threw himself against me, pressing me into the three and his staff even deeper into my sex. The sudden sensation caused another orgasm and I couldn't stop from screaming as my body shuddered against him. My helpless convulsions pressed me against Fang, and a slight brush of skin against my clit brought another wave of pleasure and another climax. Tears streamed down my face and my juices ran down both my and Fang's thighs. My brain was completely overrun by pleasure and nothing made sense anymore except him.

"OHSHITFANGOHSHITOHSHITOHMYGOD!DON'TSTOP!" My body continued to writhe against him and finally Fang could take no more. He pressed his head into the crook of my neck and thrusted hard and deep three more times before reaching his limit. "Max, here it comes!" He groaned one last time before I felt his boiling seed filling me up. The sensation was too much and pushed me into a whole new orgasm. The toll of the night suddenly folded on me and I was able to utter one last "Oh, Fuck" before passing  out.

When I awoke, Fang was fully dressed and was cradling my head in his lap. The cool night air still played against my naked skin, giving me goosebumps. I shivered and moved to hug myself and I felt the dried fluids across my thighs and pussy. I smiled at the memory, and at the warmth that Fang's cum in my pussy brought. I looked up at him and smiled  sexily. "You're still not forgiven."

I collected my clothes and we took to the early morning sky once more. As we neared the house, I gestured to it with one hand.


We could see Anne's silhouette clearly in the window of her room. She was awake and looking for us at 3:00 a.m. Didn't that woman ever sleep?