A Shared Experience Ch. 02

And then, with one powerful motion, he enters her. She gasps, her head spins and her heart jumps to her throat. The sensitive nerve endings on both their genitals close a million electric circuits, sending currents of pleasure throughout their bodies. For a fleeting moment her entire being is focussed on the contact, the intimacy of his presence inside of her. A blizzard of sensations overtake them both. Her vagina, hot and moist takes him in and almost drowns him with pleasure, enveloping his penis and contracting around it. Their sensations are amplified a thousand-fold via their ShareLink, causing resonances of shared pleasure to intensify with each millimeter of penetration.

He holds her waist in a powerful grip, close against his pelvis, keeping him deep inside of her. She begins to climax immediately. He rides her orgasm,feeling her body convulse, her muscles contract around his aroused penis. How he managed to keep from coming she does not know, but by the time her breath settles she feels him inside of her still, strong and erect.

And then, with one powerful motion, he enters her. She gasps, her head spins and her heart jumps to her throat. The sensitive nerve endings on both their genitals close a million electric circuits, sending currents of pleasure throughout their bodies. For a fleeting moment her entire being is focussed on the contact, the intimacy of his presence inside of her. A blizzard of sensations overtake them both. Her vagina, hot and moist takes him in and almost drowns him with pleasure, enveloping his penis and contracting around it. Their sensations are amplified a thousand-fold via their ShareLink, causing resonances of shared pleasure to intensify with each millimeter of penetration.

He holds her waist in a powerful grip, close against his pelvis, keeping him deep inside of her. She begins to climax immediately. He rides her orgasm, feeling her body convulse, her muscles contract around his aroused penis. How he managed to keep from coming she does not know, but by the time her breath settles she feels him inside of her still, strong and erect.

The moment her orgasm fades away he slowly starts moving, focussing his mind on how her vagina feels against his cock, and via the link, how his cock feels inside her vagina. She is so wet and aroused that he effortlessly slides in and out of her, moving faster and slower, spending more time where it feels good to her, and through her to him. This quickly raises her arousal and between her pounding heart and moans of pleasure, she can hardly breath again. And he does not let her breath. He keeps expertly thrusting, raising and lowering his pace, angle and depth of penetration to keep stimulating her more and more. When he feels like she needs some extra stimulation he slaps her butt-cheek, causing a stinging sensation which is replaced by an endorphin rush. He then gently strokes the red mark he left, causing extra electric currents to run up her spine, all the while he keeps thrusting.

When she's about to climax for a second time, he stops thrusting and holds her butt tight against his crotch. Her breath slowly calms and a frustrated sigh escapes her lips. She was so close. But she knows that he loves edging. And she knows how good it will feel once she's over the edge.

Once she has settled he uses her hold on her butt to move her slowly up and down his shaft, keeping him hard while maintaining minimal stimulation. He enjoys looking at her body moving, at his penis entering and leaving her, and she enjoys the view through his eyes. Her arousal is slowly rising now, but he is keeping it checked. He subtly shifts his intention. Instead of focusing on her pleasure as he did so far, he instead focuses, very intentionally, on his. He imagines her body as an object to use for his needs and desires. His thrusts become more powerful, his fingers digging into her flesh, his erection going deeper and deeper into her. She loves it. He pulls her up towards him, so he can grab her breasts in his big hands, kneading them, feeling her hard nipples against the palms of his hands. His desire floods her veins, and she gives her body over to him, to be taken, to be used. A primal urge fills her and she imagines him taking her more roughly, powerfully. He intensifies his thrusts even more, alternatively holding her breasts tightly, spanking her ass and taking her. Their lust fuels each other and they rapidly approach climax. When they are almost at the peak, he slows down. Her pussy is already sore, but she wishes him to continue, to keep going just a bit longer. But he refuses. He slows down and she can feel him fighting himself just as much as her.

He pulls out and lays down on the bed in front of her. They share a long silent gaze, a smile on his lips and a twinkle in his eye. She smiles back. His body is gleaming with sweat and her hair, she notices through his eyes, is dishevelled. His erection is directly in front of her, still hard and slick with her juices. It beckons her. She imagines how it would feel in her mouth. Images of her mouth on his cock floods back from him and she takes this as an invitation. The taste and smell of her salty-sweet juices fills her mouth and nostrils together with the taste of his pre-cum. The feeling of her warm wet mouth on his cock excites her on, and she begins sucking him, licking his head, down his shaft and up again. He moans with pleasure and a distinct and almost overwhelming pain is growing in his balls, wishing for release. She can feel more pre-cum arriving and can tell he is nearing climax. She wants to make him cum, to feel his semen filling her mouth or vagina, but she also wants to make him wait, as he made her, and these conflicting desires fill her thoughts as he nears his climax.

The moment her orgasm fades away he slowly starts moving, focussing his mind on how her vagina feels against his cock, and via the link, how his cock feels inside her vagina. She is so wet and aroused that he effortlessly slides in and out of her, moving faster and slower, spending more time where it feels good to her, and through her to him. This quickly raises her arousal and between her pounding heart and moans of pleasure, she can hardly breath again. And he does not let her breath. He keeps expertly thrusting, raising and lowering his pace, angle and depth of penetration to keep stimulating her more and more. When he feels like she needs some extra stimulation he slaps her butt-cheek, causing a stinging sensation which is replaced by an endorphin rush. He then gently strokes the red mark he left, causing extra electric currents to run up her spine, all the while he keeps thrusting.

When she's about to climax for a second time, he stops thrusting and holds her butt tight against his crotch. Her breath slowly calms and a frustrated sigh escapes her lips. She was so close. But she knows that he loves edging. And she knows how good it will feel once she's over the edge.

Once she has settled he uses her hold on her butt to move her slowly up and down his shaft, keeping him hard while maintaining minimal stimulation. He enjoys looking at her body moving, at his penis entering and leaving her, and she enjoys the view through his eyes. Her arousal is slowly rising now, but he is keeping it checked. He subtly shifts his intention. Instead of focusing on her pleasure as he did so far, he instead focuses, very intentionally, on his. He imagines her body as an object to use for his needs and desires. His thrusts become more powerful, his fingers digging into her flesh, his erection going deeper and deeper into her. She loves it. He pulls her up towards him, so he can grab her breasts in his big hands, kneading them, feeling her hard nipples against the palms of his hands. His desire floods her veins, and she gives her body over to him, to be taken, to be used. A primal urge fills her and she imagines him taking her more roughly, powerfully. He intensifies his thrusts even more, alternatively holding her breasts tightly, spanking her ass and taking her. Their lust fuels each other and they rapidly approach climax. When they are almost at the peak, he slows down. Her pussy is already sore, but she wishes him to continue, to keep going just a bit longer. But he refuses. He slows down and she can feel him fighting himself just as much as her.

He pulls out and lays down on the bed in front of her. They share a long silent gaze, a smile on his lips and a twinkle in his eye. She smiles back. His body is gleaming with sweat and her hair, she notices through his eyes, is dishevelled. His erection is directly in front of her, still hard and slick with her juices. It beckons her. She imagines how it would feel in her mouth. Images of her mouth on his cock floods back from him and she takes this as an invitation. The taste and smell of her salty-sweet juices fills her mouth and nostrils together with the taste of his pre-cum. The feeling of her warm wet mouth on his cock excites her on, and she begins sucking him, licking his head, down his shaft and up again. He moans with pleasure and a distinct and almost overwhelming pain is growing in his balls, wishing for release. She can feel more pre-cum arriving and can tell he is nearing climax. She wants to make him cum, to feel his semen filling her mouth or vagina, but she also wants to make him wait, as he made her, and these conflicting desires fill her thoughts as he nears his climax.