Thread: The Point of No Return (The_PG&Malicious Lullaby)

Esther's determined climb atop of Pratt, along with both rather forceful statements of desire and longing was something Pratt had been both expecting and hoping for most of the past hour. It sent a rush of alcohol fueled adrenaline surging through his body, heating it unbearably until the lightest of sheen's could be glimpsed along his skin. The feeling melded quickly with the erotic sparks that had been sparking and hissing inside of him up until that point. A deeply satisfied growl welled in his chest and was released as a satisfied breath from his lips. Immediately the sound was followed by the anticipating inhalation of more oxygen to fuel the fire growing in leaps and bounds both between his legs, and his ears deep in his mind. His thoughts turned to one thing providing a satisfaction for the both of them. For Pratt anything to satisfy the desire that was curling his fingers and moving muscles before his mind had any idea what exactly it was going to do. For Esther it was to quench the need to make this night a blissful ignorance of the previous hours, and soak the wanting up in such a way that i would continue to drip all evening and make the quenching need completely disappear while keeping the want, wanting. Aye, He breathed with another drought of her delicious form. It was everything a man could want, and he wanted it badly. The throbbing between their legs only proved that thoroughly. I be feelin it, His hands moved down her bare shoulders, and slid between them to brush against her beautifully symmetrical and luscious tits. I be wantin it too, And that, he decided, was enough talking. The hardness from his cock seemed to spring to his hands as he grasped Esther's breasts and molded them together in his fists. His legs too, gained some of the strength and they moved his hips to rub their crotches together. The strength grew with the frustration of finding his cock blocked by their combined fabric, however wet, and hot it was. Pratt's head bowed to where his hands held her breasts and sampled the skin on his way down, the slightest saltiness, mixed with the aroma of her perfume and faintest flickering of what was beneath served to flood his mouth with saliva and desire. A wet line stretched it's way down her cutely flushed chest until arriving at it's destination. Where his hands had been busy alternately digging different fingers into the soft flesh in a sort of gyrating massage, ending only when his mouth had arrived. Pratt immediately suctioned his wet lips against the cool air, hardened nubs. As they popped past his lips, scraped against his teeth, they were finally met by his slippery but rasping tongue. Esther's reaction heightened the frustration between his legs as his cock strained painfully to break free from the all encompassing trousers. He moved to the other nub, and repeated the process but this time seized the sensitive nipple in his teeth and applied pressure so that when his tongue brushed over the already inflamed nub the reaction was even stronger. This served to make his trapped cock even angrier, and a small bit of pre-cum would leave a stain behind before it was freed. With a growl of his own desire to see his cock freed, Pratt kept his mouth locked upon Esther's nipple, but his hands left. She could feel it just as well, if not better than him, and aided as best she could as his hands dropped to his trousers, undid the belt, the button, and the zipper before half-standing and sliding the pants and skivvies down around his ankles in one movement. Before even settling back down into the comfortable making-love-seat, Pratt's hands also tugged the lacy panties down Esther's hips to her knees. He could not get them any further off because of their position, but it did not matter now. His cock was free, and even the cool air of the apartment did not diminish it straining to achieve the largest size it possibly could. As they settled back into the fuck-seat, Pratt briefly felt his manhood slide against Esther's now bared entrance, but not yet within. Their joint groan of disappointment and anguish at the drunken missed aim nearly had Pratt in stitches of laughter, but the thought was quickly overrun by how to rectify the situation. In all the movement his lips had finally separated from Esther's breasts, but they had latched to her previously flushed neck and he was nibbling gently as his hands moved to the firm butt cheeks that sat comfortably on his thighs. Without any pretense he squeezed the flesh into his hands rather sharply, eliciting what may have been a squeak, but also what certainly was a rise in Esther's hips. The squeezing grasp enabled him to lift her delicate and incredibly sexy frame from his thighs to a height that allowed his cock to settle underneath her risen body. Finally with a blissful grin as he looked up from beneath Esther's breasts he lowered her slowly until he was sure the head was nestled inside of her pussy, Pratt lowered Esther onto his cock with slow decency as a final growl of delight slowly slipped from his chest and lips. The first amazing thought to cross his mind as her beautiful body accepted his firmness after the initial explosion of pleasure was of how incredibly tight Esther was. He fit, of course, the lack of a monster cock had never bothered Pratt or any of his partners. What was better though, was how everything about Esther fit so perfectly together. Her best friend, one of the more outgoing personalities Pratt had met was an exact opposite to the shy woman now making love to him. Except of course, aided by the alcohol that had mostly changed Esther into the same type of extrovert as her best friend except, again, in the last few moments as her exquisite body was fully revealed to him. The shyness that bubbled so sweetly through her voice, the red flame of nervousness as if a virgin, the shivering and incredibly erotic honest reactions to his touch and his words made Pratt feel quite... Well he wasn't sure exactly how it made him feel, but it was almost... Lucky, or indebted to be able to be the one to unleash all of these feelings that were obviously buried somewhere deep inside this amazing woman. It was almost like it being her first time, but all over again and Pratt was enjoying the feeling nearly as much as Esther herself. As his pulsing, thickening, heated tool drove deeper within her confines a shiver ran through his spine like wind through bare trees in the winter. God, He breathed as he was reminded by rhythmic clamping, and shuddering pulses that milked the pre-cum from his cock that Esther had, in fact, done this before. Glancing up he found her soft breasts just below his mouth again, and kissed one, then other, as his face and slightly rough chin slid up her chest, into her neck, until he was able to kiss her once again full on the lips.