Taken By The Wind Ch. 10

"Brianna and Jane..." she gasped.

"Are here because we invited them," Rob reminded her. "This is your birthday present."

He really did not need to talk her into this. Courtney was incredibly wound up from spending so much time trapped in a vehicle with Rob without stopping at some point to fuck each other's brains out. The entire time thoughts of every other time they had been in a vehicle together came to mind. Their 'gym dates' which had made up the first month of their relationship, the joyrides in Rob's car... Yes their relationship had featured a great deal of sexual intercourse in motor vehicles.

Courtney was about to protest again, but Rob slid two fingers into her pussy and turned her protestation into a gasp of delight.

"You're really wet," Rob commented.

"It's hot in here," she told him.

"Yeah, I don't think its sweat," he replied.

Courtney moaned as he sawed his fingers in and out of her pussy.

"How do you do this?" she asked. "I was a good girl before you came along."

Rob laughed. "I thought you told me you were 'evil'."

"Playful evil," Courtney told him breathlessly. "Puppy evil compared to you."

"You're my 'bad bad girlfriend' remember?" Rob asked.

Courtney pushed back against his fingers, which made them slide deep into her wetness. She gasped and ground herself back against his hand, her ass resting in his palm.

"Then punish me," she told him heatedly.

"How?" he asked.

"Relentlessly, creatively, deeply..." she told him huskily.

Rob's cock bobbed in his boxer shorts.

"Physically, mentally, psychologically?" Rob suggested.

Courtney expelled a shaky breath as his voice hypnotized her. Her eyes closed as she concentrated on his touch. His fingers slid in and out of her pendulously, slowly lulling her into a trance-like state of lust.

"Orally, vaginally, anally?" Rob continued.

Courtney moaned as his fingers squirmed around her, her body hunched over the sink with her hands braced on the cool rim. She did not perceive him moving behind her at first until his turgid member pressed against her ass. Before she registered what he was doing, Rob's cock was pushed past her entrance and he was sliding deep into her. It happened in one smooth motion and made Courtney cry out.

"Is everything alright in there?" came Brianna's voice on the other side of the wall.

"Yep," Rob called back. "Thought she saw a bug but it was a false alarm."

"A big bug," Courtney hissed at him from over her shoulder.

Rob grinned at her and then started moving. Courtney bit her lip against the sensations of him moving around inside of her, and tried to fight back her moans as the ridges of his cock rubbed the sensitive inner walls of her sex. He moved in long smooth motions, one hand pressed against her shoulder, the other holding her hip as he thrust against her. Courtney was breathing heavily, not from exertion but from her struggle not to cry out every time he bottomed out inside of her.

Courtney's circumvented panties were soaked at the site of their union, and a trail of her nectar ran down the inside of her right thigh.

"Rob," Courtney gasped. He continued pushing into her, his thrusts getting more forceful and her ability to fight her moans weaker. Rob's hand slid between them, going down between her legs and finding her clit.

"Cum for me Courtney," he told her as he rubbed the clit.

"Rob!" Courtney groaned. Rob bucked his hips against her, flicking his fingers along her clit.

Brianna's eyes widened as she heard Courtney practically scream in the bathroom.

"Oh, they're at it already," Jane said, glancing up from the notebook she was scribbling in.

The shaky moans Courtney emitted made Brianna blush but Jane seemed unconcerned. The pleasurable utterances ended and Rob said something that Brianna could not make out but made Courtney laugh. The water turned back on, and Brianna tried to get back to the book she was supposed to be trying to read. Footsteps, light ones, made their way out of the bathroom and Courtney appeared in front of their doorway. They had kept the door open to let the breeze in off the lake.

"Goodnight," she said. The flush on her face from her orgasm was still fresh, and she had a slightly dazed grin on her face.

"Try not to keep us up too late," Jane replied.

Courtney grinned sheepishly. "We'll try our best," she said.

"Goodnight," Brianna said as Courtney disappeared from sight.

Rob came by a few minutes later and said goodnight as well before heading off to join Courtney in their shared bedroom. Courtney was waiting for him when he arrived, lying naked on her back. Rob came forward, and stripped down before crawling onto the bed over her. They kissed, Rob's hand cradled the back of Courtney's head as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Rob's still erect member pressed against her, and became sandwiched between their two bodies.

"I love this place," Courtney told him. "Thank you."

Rob smiled at her. "I figured that after everything that we'd been through it'd be nice to get away for a while."

Courtney grinned. "So far I've been having a more than 'nice' time."

"Let's see if we bring that up to a 'good'," Rob replied.

He kissed her neck, one hand gently holding her throat as his mouth pressed against it. His hand trailed down the front of her body. It went over her breast, and cupped it tenderly as he kissed her deeply. The top of Courtney's foot rubbed against the outside of his calf, nuzzling against his leg as their tongues embraced. Courtney reached between them, and grasped his rigid organ to guide it to her opening. She gasped against his lips when he pushed his hips forward and his manhood slid into her sex.

Courtney wrapped her legs around him in encouragement for him to move. His hips began to sway and he came forward to kiss her once more. The kiss grew heated quickly, and the force of Rob's thrusts increased. His hands pressed flat against the mattress on either side of her head. The darkness in the room made it nearly impossible for them to see each other, but Courtney was aware of his hands' presence because of the depression of the mattress they made as he pressed his weight down onto them.

There was an incredible silence here. An absolute, utter lack of sound that they filled with their laboured breathing as they made love. Rob could make out the faint outline of Courtney in the darkness, but it was by listening that he gauged his actions. He became aware of all the little sounds she made, the little gasping breaths and almost silent mutters, the gentle whines and repressed moans. More than that, the faint whispers of her legs and the back of her head moving against the bed sheets.

If he moved too much these sounds were drowned out, their delicacy encouraged Rob to go very slow to savor these little morsels that he normally missed. Even his own breathing was too loud for his own taste, masculine grunting compared to the pantheon of wonderful airy sounds Courtney produced as he slid in and out of her. The sounds rose in volume the longer they went, her breathing growing heavier, the moans more frequent, the near silent mutters becoming audible encouragements.

"That's it Rob," she told him as she held him to her.

The bed creaked gently as he made slow, tender love to her. His hands sliding over hers, pressing them down against the mattress, her slender fingers linking with his much larger ones. Courtney drew one leg upward, curling it over his hip while the other remained mostly straight, opening herself up for him to slide into her more deeply. He kissed her neck as he thrust into her rhythmically, and her hands tightened around his as her breathing took on a new quality of urgency.

Courtney stared up at Rob's silhouette, only just able to make out some parts of his features. Her eyes looked up at him in the darkness, the ache inside her becoming an uncontrollable need. Her body demanded release, and with every smooth thrust of his hips, Rob brought her one step closer to it. The pace of his thrusts increased and so did the volume of Courtney's moans. The bed creaked a little louder as passion consumed them, and their mouths found each other in the darkness once more.

Courtney's hips thrust up against his as he pushed down into her, their breathless kiss becoming something akin to a mashing of their lips together. Her legs both bent at the knee, with her feet pressed flat against the mattress to give her more leverage to buck up against him. Rob's hold on her hands tightened and he pushed them down into the mattress more firmly. His lips left hers and he began listening again, hearing her heated breathing and excited moans.

Rob noticed a slight hitch in her breathing, a slight bump that became a sudden sharp intake of breath. A slight croak left her as she tried to fight back the cry, but as her body was overcome by her orgasm it ripped its way out of her throat and reverberated around the room. Rob continued to move, using her first climax as a springboard to the second, and then to the third. They seemed to be becoming more intense every time.

Rob only took slight breaks between each crest, kissing her trembling lips and the hot flesh of her neck before moving again when it did not cause her discomfort to do so. After the hypersensitivity of the third had dissipated, Rob continued. Courtney was moaning freely now, with Rob propped up on his forearms and her arms curled around him. Her hands pressed against the back of his head, and her mouth was near his right ear allowing him hear every cue it emitted which enabled him to set just the right pace.

It was not long before she came again, this time she nearly screamed and her body contorted, her legs tightening around him and squeezing him against her. She continued to shudder as the aftershocks and Rob tenderly ran his fingers along her hair line and kissed her mouth as she recovered. He turned her exhausted body over and grabbed a pillow. He lifted her waist up and put it beneath her hips to elevate her lower body.

Courtney groaned as he re-entered her, slightly confused as to how she had changed positions. She was starting to get delirious, the first orgasm was always the hardest for her to achieve, but once she had reached that summit it was easy for her to reach each subsequent one. Rob slid more deeply into her in this position and made Courtney gasp when he hit a spot inside her located near the back of her vaginal canal. He bottomed out, filling her completely and simply held it in there.

Rob kissed her shoulders to give himself a break as much as Courtney. Her rich scent invaded his nostrils, familiar and alluring, as he kissed along the nape of her neck. Courtney began to shift back against him to invite him to continue. He started slow at first, and heared her sharp intake of breath when he hit her G-spot on his way out, and then again on his way in. Zeroing in on it he began to move in short thrusts, and applying direct pressure against it.

Rob ran his hands along the backs of her forearms and over her hands, his mouth kissing her shoulders as he pushed into her. He found if he stimulated multiple areas at once Courtney's body was more responsive, like it multiple triggers for the same gun. Courtney was breathing heavy again quickly. Her still sensitive pussy clinging to him tightly as he pushed into her. His chest pressed against her back, and his hands came to her sides and ran up from her hip to her arm pit which made her spine curl back against him.

"Oh God," Courtney gasped. "Rob!" she cried.

It came on hard and unexpectedly, like a freight train impacting her. Rob had not anticipated it, and had to hold onto her as her ass suddenly lurched backward against him. He pinned her down with his body weight, and felt her shake and shift spastically beneath him. Courtney's breathing was rapid, almost to the point of hyperventilation, and her head grew light as she shook for a long time between him and the mattress.

"Are you okay to keep going?" Rob asked gently.

Courtney moaned. "Yes," she replied weakly.

Rob was doubtful so he waited a long time before starting again. It was late in the night now, well past midnight and into the early hours of the morning. The darkness remained absolute as he lay on top of her, the familiar curves of her body moulded to the front of his body. He ran his hands along her sides, finding her extremely responsive to his touch. She was very sensitive along her ribs, he knew, and gently trailed his thumbs along them as he rocked against her gently.

"I don't want you to stop this time," Courtney told him. "I want you to cum, and I want it inside me."

His cock throbbed its approval inside her hot sex.

"Are you sure?" he asked uncertainly.

"I can take it Rob," she told him. "Don't stop, just keep going."

Courtney did not think she could take much more, and wanted Rob to get off at least once before she needed to stop. She was already exhausted, thankful that all she had to do was lay there and take what he gave her. If she tried to ride him right now she thought she would not be able to, her legs would be jelly.

"Alright," he told her. "Tell me if it starts to hurt though, okay?"

He heard Courtney's head shift as she nodded in the darkness and he kissed the back of her right shoulder gently. Rob's hands caressed her, sliding beneath her and cupping her breasts, and gave each a squeeze before coming back around and going down the back of her arms. They slid over hers, enveloping them and linking his fingers with hers, and pinned her palms against the mattress.

Then he began to move.

It was a fairly gentle pace, just a gentle rocking of Rob's hips. He did not hold back the way his body felt, he did not pull back from any edge, he just moved inside of her and let the pressure build. Courtney's breath caught every time the head of his shaft bumped against her G-spot, making her peak in near climax every time he did. Rob listened to her heated breathing and felt the way she pushed back against him to encourage him to keep going even in her exhausted state.

Sweat formed between their bodies, but the refreshing night wind drifted through the window and bathing their bodies in cool air as Rob thrust rhythmically against her. His lips found hers, kissing first the corner of her mouth and then full on the lips as she turned her head to meet him. He would have liked to take her harder, but knew that in her current state that was impossible. The bed creaked gently with his thrusts, and the steady beat of his hips eventually set Courtney off again.

She buried her head in the pillow, crying out raggedly into it. Rob slowed, and began to stop before she spoke.

"Keep going!" she growled huskily before burying her face in the pillow once more.

So he did. Hearing her muffled screams as he fucked her, feeling her squeezing around him, stopping only to reposition her if her squirming became too violent. Courtney could not believe what was happening to her body, she had never experienced anything like she was at that moment. Her head was light, and growing lighter as she muffled her moans ineffectually with the pillow. Her hands clawed at the bed sheets and her pussy soaked them as she gushed around his cock.

How many orgasms she had she was not sure, she was not fully aware of all of them happening. It was just a sea of bliss as his cock continued to pummel her pussy. It was not a particularly forceful pace, in fact by their standards it was quite relaxed, but it was the ceaseless motion that kept her cumming and cumming. Rob was breathing shakily behind her, near his own climax. It was going to be a big one, he could feel it, and did everything he could to precipitate its release.

At the end Rob could hold back no longer, he pushed himself up on his hands, bracing them on either side of the pillow Courtney was moaning into as he bucked into her frantically. The headboard shook, and Courtney came hard once more, an orgasm that kept on going and going. A release of such intense lust that her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she made a sound unlike Rob had ever heard before. He groaned loudly as his own climax exploaded rapturously inside of him.

It was like every nerve ending was on fire, a searing pleasure that consumed every part of her being. Courtney cried against the pillow, her pussy convulsing spastically around Rob's swelling cock, taking in the seed that he began to pour into her. The hot fluid flowed, his balls resting against her as he entered her as deep as he could go. Upon feeling the first surge impact the back of her channel, Courtney could hold on no longer.

Rob felt Courtney go limp beneath him, his own body losing its strength and collapsing on top of her. He kissed her neck and tried to bring his mouth to hers but she was unresponsive.

"Courtney?" he asked softly.

Courtney groaned softly, confused about what had just happened. One second she had been there, feeling him fill her with his seed, the next he was stroking her hair gently and asking her if she was okay in a worried tone.

"Wh-what happened?" she asked. Courtney was exhausted, her body heavy.

"I think you passed out," Rob told her.

His hand drew her hair out of her face and kissed her cheek gently. Courtney was still muddled, her mind foggy, like she was drunk but not on alcohol.

"How?" she asked him.

"Hyperventilating," he told her. "Your heart was beating too fast but you did not have enough blood going to your head, and you were breathing too fast. Oxygen wasn't getting to your brain so your body hit the reset button."

"I fainted?" Courtney asked.

It was almost cute how tired and disoriented she was. She did not seem distressed by what had happened, she had heard about it before but had never experienced it personally. Rob got off of her and rolled her over on to her back. His cum seeped out from between her engorged labia, trailing down her perineum and pooling on the sheets beneath her.

"Do you want something to drink?" he asked her.

"No," she said weakly. "Just, stay here," she requested tiredly.

Rob got in close to her, pulling her against him. Courtney let herself be rolled over onto her side, snuggling in close to him, her forehead pressing against his chest as he wrapped his arms around her. He murmured soft words of affection to her, and ran his hands along the warm flesh of her back. As he did this he slowly lulled her into a deep and fitful slumber.

***

Are you kidding me? Jane thought to herself miserably at about seven in the morning. She could hear Courtney's lustful moans in the bedroom beside her. How was she supposed to sleep with that going on behind the wall? Jane shut her tired eyes. They had been at it late into the previous night, and had ended only after what sounded like Courtney was being murdered in the center of a small earthquake that only affected the bed in the other room.

Jane had had an idea of what the two would be up to during this little vacation, she just had not imagined that it would be quite so... loud.

Brianna somehow managed to remain sleeping through their morning frolic, and they quieted down after what Jane thought was three orgasms for Courtney and one for Rob. It made her uncomfortable to hear Rob's grunting, and so decided to get up and find a quieter place to be. As she was getting out of bed she could not help but stop to admire her roommate.

Brianna was laying on her stomach, the covers kicked off and pillow hugged to her head. Her blonde hair was sleep tousled, cascading over her face in a golden veil, partially hiding her face from sight. She had slept wearing a pair of pink pajama bottoms and a white tank top. The seat of her bottoms had ridden up as she slept, forming an eye catching grove between the wonderfully formed cheeks of her heart-shaped ass.