The Gray Man Ch. 34 - Aisha

Gray swooped down upon his lover. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them to the mattress. He lay on top of her, his massive torso crushing her under its brawny weight. His face closed in for a scorching kiss. Her mouth was lush and soft, her sweet sigh of surrender warm against his lips.

Off to the side Elizabeth moaned as her own orgasm rolled through her, soon after launching Isabella's own massive orgasm.

Gray just smiled and returned his focus to Aisha. "More," she whispered, her body arching up off the mattress. "Please...more, more, more." He expertly tilted up his angle of entry so his shaft rasped against her G-spot. Aisha clenched her jaw, bracing for the impact of her violent climax. Panting in rhythm with the building pandemonium that rippled her interiors, she dug her nails into his broad back. Aisha exploded in a ferocious paroxysm of bliss. She screamed and screamed and screamed at the top of her lungs, her soprano cries echoing throughout the suite.

The room went eerily silent. Aisha's features scrunched up in ecstasy as another monster orgasm tore rattled up her spine. A low primal wail of a breeding wench poured from her lips. A bright crimson flush of orgasmic bliss colored her body from head to toe. She began to hyperventilate, gulping down air and struggling to recover her bearings. Gray froze in mid-thrust. He knew the score. Aisha needed a break. The girl almost passed out when the cocksman ate her pussy and he suspected she might not be able to handle his tool.

Isabella brought a bottle of water from the fridge to Aisha's lips. She nursed the mouth of the bottle, struggling to not choke herself. The water revived her a bit.

"Jesus Christ," she croaked. "You two were right. Fuck me, he made me cum and cum and cum again. Holy hell."

Elizabeth and Gray froze as Aisha reached up and pulled Elizabeth's mouth to her own, kissing her deeply and passionately.

Aisha gasped loudly into Isabella's mouth. Her breathing grew rapid. Even without the slightest movement, deep penetration allowed Gray to touch her in places she never realized could be penetrated. The Raven knew just how to massage her cervix so that he caused all pleasure and no pain. Their lack of motion increased the intimacy of the moment. His invasion felt deep, throbbing, connecting... delicious.

Not wanting to be left out, Elizabeth moved behind her boss. She used her hands to gently spread his ass cheeks as she slid her tongue as deep into his ass as she could.

Gray let Aisha's orgasm run its course. Her back tensed and quivered. The muscles relaxed until another burst of pleasure commandeered her body and soul. The ecstatic cycle repeated several times until she grew still at last. He slowly withdrew from Aisha, her juices drizzling off his pole onto the sheets. His fuck club popped out of her pussy with an audible squelch.

TJ rolled Aisha over as Elizabeth moved to Isabella. The two women, neither of whom had ever been with a woman before, moved to the far side of the king sized bed. Isabella slid down Elizabeth's body until her mouth locked onto her clit.

Gray knelt up a bit so his cock lined up perfectly with the mouth to Aisha's well fucked cunt. He grasped her hips and drove himself forward. He plunged deep inside Aisha like a hot knife through butter. An involuntary gasp of bliss exited her lips. He was scratching an itch that no man had ever reached, an itch she never knew she had.

Over and over again, he plunged his tool into her convulsing hole. Aisha was once again lost inside of her own body's bliss. From behind, at this angle Gray's cock had the aim of an archer and hit her deep spot on every thrust. The strokes were slow and solid. Gray did not need to fuck like a rabbit, not with a ten-and-a-half inch cock. Every part of Aisha's body shook beneath him as he pounded her.

Gray watched as Elizabeth and Isabella had moved to a 69 as Aisha lowered her torso to the bed and arched her back in yet another orgasm. She peaked early this time but took an eternity to cool off. Her body kept stiffening with aftershocks of pleasure for several minutes.

Finally, she turned her head and moaned, "Fuck me fill me with that huge cock, ruin me, destroy my pussy, cum in my cunt. Fill me, own me, breed me." Elizabeth and Isabella both climaxed hearing their straight laced friend release a string of words that they didn't even know she knew.

Her dirty talk also turned Gray on even more. However, he might have remained in control had her pussy not clamped down on his shaft like a steel trap. Her vaginal walls rolled up and down his length in sensual undulations

Aisha was a physical specimen and possessed very strong vaginal muscles that allowed her to kegel the fuck out of his cock Gray felt his the familiar tightening in his ass as his balls started their explosion. The tremors surged upward until his entire prick began to shake with a ferocious intensity. His shaft grew even thicker and his cock harder deep within the Pakistani-American vixen.

A low growl poured from his mouth, a rumble that started in his chest and sounded like a primal predator warning off a challenger..During their sex, Gray handled himself with a certain grace, finesse and agility. But he had lost that control and his climax transformed him into a lust-crazed manbeast

Aisha's heart skipped a beat as the force of his hips driving into her shook the entire mattress. All three women moaned, as they knew they were in the presence of a primal beast, the king of the jungle.

Gray felt his cock lurch and fire a massive bolt of cum deep into Aisha. The first blast seemed to go on forever. The second rope felt even longer than the first. The third and fourth caused Aisha's pussy to overflow, the splashing filling the room.

The four collapsed into a pile of human flesh. Gray pulled Aisha on top of him, his cock still buried inside of her as the sweat dripped off of her body.

Isabella sat up and kissed her, "Welcome to the team."

Aisha sighed, "I never knew that you two were..."

Elizabeth giggled, "Neither did we."