Chapter 249 – A fiery union [Erotic Content]

Chapter 249 – A fiery union [Erotic Content]

Whether the other girls were collectively not in the mood or saw that John wanted to enjoy some time with just one girl for once, he didn’t know. Fact was, only he and Salamander fell into the bed in John’s room.

Her lips, a shade deeper than the rest of her red body, curved into a wild smile. Eyes as black coal looked at him as they both laid on their sides. “Are you going to fuck me, or are you just going to lay there and stare into my eyes?” Salamander asked.

“What was that?” John asked, “Sorry, I was busy staring into your eyes.”

“Okay, enough of this fancy shit,” Salamander put a hand on his face. Her hand was burning hot with desire, and her touch was only worsening the fever of lust that had ignited in John’s loins. The fire spirit closed the rest of the distance, and their lips met. Passion fuelled their feverish motions.

Her saliva was thick like olive oil but tasted of a smoky sweetness that had no equal John knew of. It mixed with his own as their tongues twirled. The heat of the fiery essence made John dizzy. Blood gathered in his cock, turning it rock hard.

Rolling on his back, pulling Salamander’s naked body over his, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Her pussy grinded along his shaft as they kept making out. Wet noises filled the room, accompanied by two moans when John slid into her effortlessly.

The inferno that was her pussy was as strong as ever. Slippery enough to move, lubricated by some sort of liquid fire that only spared him because Salamander willed it so, with walls that were almost non-existent yet were clearly there. This was a set of sensations he had actually gotten used to by now. He also knew exactly how crazy good this plasmatic pussy would make him feel once he started fucking her.

Which was exactly what he started to do. Rough, just like she preferred it. He kept her in his embrace, leaving her with next to no control over the situation. All Salamander could do was arch her upper body a bit and moan as he thrusted into her from below over and over again.

“Fuuu-u-u-uck yes,” she groaned. “Just you and me, Jonny, no one to annoy us for once!”

“Wanted to have me to your own that badly?” John pressed out the question through clenched teeth. The growing, swirling heat of her insides stoked him to ever faster thrusts.

Salamander’s tensed jumped with pleasure. Her large tits, squished between the two of them, rubbed over John’s chest. Her diamond hard nipples rubbed over his, something akin to a heartbeat drummed onto his body and gave him a rhythm to keep as he fucked her.

“It’s just a -ohfuckyes- a really rare thing nowadays,” Salamander pointed out. “Shit, for all I know everyone else may appear any second now.”

“Right now, you are the only one I want,” John told her and attempted to kiss her again. Salamander put a hand on his mouth.

“I told you, enough of the fancy shit,” she cackled; “Just get me off! Fuck me like there is no tomorrow!” She removed her hand, and he kissed her anyway.

“I can do that,” he then promised.

Every time his dick slammed deep into her, the fire inside her burned wilder. As if his movements were an inflammable cocktail, the inferno grew. More and more, the pleasure around him intensified.

Fucking Salamander wasn’t a thing that could be done with nice words and gentleness. The way her pussy reacted to roughness, how Salamander wanted everything to be wild and reckless, there could be and was no holding back when having sex with her, only marching onwards.

One should know what they were doing when playing with fire.

His dick was half limp after that latest orgasm, as if it was undecided if it could go another round or if that double-shot meant that his balls needed to recharge. Salamander shot him a sloppy grin, reflecting her half-cock drunk state. Bowing down, she gave his balls a gentle suck, before dragging her outstretched tongue up his shaft. That was all the motivation his dick needed.

The blaze elemental sucked him in deep, lathering him in her oily saliva as he got completely hard again. “Is that what you said Siena wouldn’t do?” John inquired as Salamander pulled back up.

The shadow spirit still refused to apply her mouth to do anything but ridicule and taunt whoever she was fucking at the time.

He was met with a mean grin. “Oh, it’s only part of it,” Salamander promised while rubbing the whole length of his cock until she was sure the mixture of precum and her saliva had made his dick nice and slippery. Then she inched her chest closer and wrapped her tits around his cock.

It nearly vanished from view, the twin mounds, no hills, of flesh had swallowed it up. John moaned as Salamander squished her tits together with her hands to increase the pressure. Smooth, hot skin was pressed on him from all sides. She shook her tits up and down, occasionally spitting on the head of John’s dick when it peeked out, to increase the lubrication that was now spreading onto her marshmallow soft meat.

“Would Siena ever do this?” Salamander hummed in a teasing tone and, satisfied with how easy it was to move, began to get more aggressive. It wasn’t just an up and down, Salamander was also using her hands to move her tits around, squish them with variable levels of pressure. It was a hellish experience, which John thoroughly enjoyed.

“Give me a few more weeks, I will get her there,” John grunted. “Then I will get you to give me a double titjob.”

“Sounds really fucking great,” Salamander said, her voice panting. John wasn’t the only one who enjoyed this. “Fuck,” the blaze elemental cursed gaspingly, “this feels really good.”

“Careful, you might cum from it,” John joked.

“I just... mhmight,” Salamander responded with complete honesty and started moving faster.

Her mouth hung open, and she was moaning openly as she shook her tits in an attempt to get herself off. John loved the sight and sensation, but he also wanted to be more than a dildo to test things on.

“Suck the head,” he therefore instructed.

Salamander snapped out of her self-centered daze. “Whatever you say,” she responded in a slightly annoyed tone. Stretching her neck, she managed to get the head of his dick into her mouth. It wasn’t that much more pleasuring, at least not physically, but the feeling of being in control was just deeply satisfying to John.

He watched as Salamander’s movements escalated, her hands moving quicker, her tongue circling around his dick. The vibrations her every moan sent down his shaft were getting stronger by the second, and he himself felt another orgasm approaching. It was only a matter of time The second his passive filled his balls again he was going to cum.

‘You can stop sucking now!’ John gave her the mental command mere moments before his balls tightened. Salamander reacted with hesitation, partially willed, partially caused by a small orgasm shaking her body at the same moment.

The first spurt filled her mouth with that magical taste his semen had. For the second she had pulled back and let it splatter over face. It landed over her eye and nose, as she breathed raggedly. More of his spunk quickly followed, strands of cum layering on her face. The last few spurts landed on her tits. White goo on wonderful, soft flesh.

Grinning and trembling with aftershocks, Salamander looked at her white-painted tits with a huge grin. “Fuck, yes... stud,” she purred and panted. “Let's do that again!”

He had no reason to refuse and every reason to agree.