The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*Gwyn’s POV*

“Uh, Gwyn?” Andy sounded worried.

“Andy,” *pant* “I’m fine, I just came really, really hard. Just give me a second, ok?” *pant* “Here, just, um, cuddle me for a sec?” My mind was still reeling nonsensically.

He laughed. “Well, I guess, mission accomplished!” He leaned into a kiss, and I felt a mental wave of pleasure, accompanied by post-orgasmic vaginal contractions. I groaned.

As soon as the throbbing tapered off a bit more, I resolved to please Andy. I caressed his face: so angular. He ran his thumb over my lower lip, tapping my lip ring and grinning. “Twinsies!” I said without thinking, and we laughed for a second before he sprung on me with another kiss, smooshing my lips with his.

Andy supported my head as our tongues slid against one another, starting more gently but swiftly becoming more insistent, gaining urgency. My pulse rapidly accelerated until I broke away, breathless. I felt desire, concentrated and heavy again, overwhelming me, overcoming me. ”Andy, please, I want you. Please?”

He roughly squeezed one of my breasts with his left hand and I felt myself contract with excitement. With his right hand, he held my face firmly in place. He looked me in the eye and smiled, self-assured and cocky, as he talked. “I want you to sit on my cock and ride me. I’m going to choke you, I’m going to bite you, and then I’m going to blow my load in your tight, little pussy. Now, you can cum as many times as you like, but when you do, say my name. Agreed?”

I looked into his bewitching, blue eyes. The hunger welled up and throbbed impatiently, I had to have Andy inside of me. His gaze was now firm, appraising, lustful, and dominant. But there was something behind it. I felt myself melting into a luscious subspace. I ran my fingers through his hair. “Agreed.”

Andy laid back. His erection had flagged somewhat from fingering me. “Do you want me to suck it or touch it to get you hard?”

“Jerk me off. But bring me your neck.” I lay next to him, stroking his cock, and offered him my neck. It was a little like a vampire movie, I briefly wondered if he was about to kill me, and was surprised to feel a wave of desire overcome me at the thought. But instead, he just started kissing along my jugular, very firmly. I went to try and kiss him back, but he held me still. I squeezed his shaft in protest. Then he started biting as he kissed me, and I felt my thighs grow slick as I shimmied.

I groaned, pumping away at his cock. “Andy, Andy!” I tried to kiss him again, and this time he bit me savagely, held me in his jaw, and shook his head back and forth with my neck in in his teeth. I squealed, my nipples hardening, the pain burning like fire. “Please, Andy, please.” I felt his cock pulse in my hands.

He released me with his teeth, and kissed me tenderly where he had just bitten. I felt one of his hands gently massaging one of my breasts. I leaned closer to his ear. “Please, I want you so badly.” I was completely under his spell.

He ran a hand through my hair, and then rolled over on the bed for a few seconds, returning shortly with the rubber and a sparkle in his eye. He laid back, put his hands behind his head, and winked at me, complete with giant boner.

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