Thread: A Potion to Get Her (Hisako and Whisper)

Claire was wild with passion, her lust had taken over her sense of self and her better judgement. While she had never actually taken any tests to see if she was fertile and able to produce children or not, she assumed that she could with her supple testes that were not sliding around on Brandi's perfectly rounded ass as Claire was taking deeper thrusts into her new found passion, her new found and favorite toy, her best opportunity to center herself in this chaotic world. In her almost inhuman drive and lust she found a zen in the simplicity in beauty and effortless nature that was encompassing her and surely Brandi's body as she felt her stiff, sensitive cock throb with an intense pleasure as she felt herself begin to leak precum. She was more sensitive, but since she had just cum it would take her a while to cum again, however Brandi's body had other plans. Claire was unable to peel her eyes from the beauty in all of hr bimbo slut glory. Claire licked her lips, taking in every pore oozing sweat as Claire fucked her into the couch that they had soiled with their love, and now were soiling it with their lust. Claire enjoyed what she was doing with, rather, doing to Brandi. It was clear that she was doing all of the work as Brandi was now scrambling to hold down on something to keep her down. Claire pushed in deeper, her thrusts into Brandi were now entirely inside of her. Her body was almost out of control as she felt herself compelled to try and stay in as deep as possible, Claire was now basically playing 'Pin the dick on the cervix' with her engorged member and Brandi's stuffed cunt. Claire began to relent a little, pulling out a little with every stroke until she was able to muster just allowing an inch of her cock to be outside of Brandi. Her thrusts began to get a little bit longer, and her legs began to feel weak. Claire began to breathe heavy moans, expelling her lewd sounds with every thrust inward. She began laughing, and let go of Brandi for one second while she pulled some of her own hair out of her face. I wish I could go on more, Brandi. But I have to get back to my own place She said, grunting a few times as she continued to fuck Brandi into the springs of the couch, her intent was to hopefully fuck her into the floor through the couch. While Claire could feel her chest pounding and her muscles start to grow weary, she knew she could go for more if her stamina allowed it. She would have to fuck Brandi's slut pussy every day and build this up, this was her new goal. As she neared Climax her body started to give a little more. Her legs began to shake, a sign from her body that she was about to blow her load again. Claire smiled, and her moans got even louder as she began to thrust deeper into Brandi again, burying her cock to the point where it was no longer coming out of Brandi, but pushing itself and Brandi's insides deeper, her head pressing against Bandi's cervix. I'm going to cum. Claire said, sounding as if she was about to cry. She was practically on the verge of tears, this was the best sex she had ever had and the only sex she had had. This was something she would remember forever, and she wouldn't be letting Brandi go any time soon. That's when a cruel smile crept across Claire's face, and a hollow look was in her eyes. Claire stopped her thrusting, and lifted herself up. Slowly, her cock began to withdraw from Brandi, until only her head was left inside of her. There Claire stood, evil intent was practically tattooed over her every action and inch of her throbbing cock, waiting to explode. I won't cum inside of you., I won't finish and let you cum either she said with a giggle as she lowered her head, But I will let you cum and give you my hot cum if you make a promise. Claire tauntingly began to make shallow thrusts, her head barely going in my centimeters, Declare yourself my slave, my toy, and move in with me. she teased Brandi's cunt again, Beg to stay with me as my personal fuck toy. she demanded, she sounded as if she was hysterically insane despite her rational formation of sentences and thoughts. I won't let you have release until I own you. She finally said, Now beg.