The Conclusion
It felt so strange, so bizarre to have her lips wrapped around my cock like this, the taste of her pussy still on my lips. It was pure lust. No sights, no light for either of us. Only feelings. Only sounds.
Sensations were magnified in the dark. Time was an unknown. We had made out like teenagers, necking, nibbling earlobes, deep kissing, progressing until our lips and tongues mutually explored each other’s bodies. Her pussy was sweet, her body sensitive and responsive, her mouth delicious, warm, wet.
I was on my back now, her mouth moving up and down my shaft, my hands roaming through her hair, and along the parts of her body that I could reach.
I heard her voice in the dark, “I want you inside me. Stay put.”
I felt her climb astride me, her legs straddling me. She used her hand to glide my cock into her slippery pussy. I don’t mind taking control, or relinquishing control, and this felt just right, especially as my cock became one with her body. She placed her hands on my chest to support her weight, and I eagerly let her set the pace, take control.
She glided up and down my cock. Even though we were in a private enclave and could be as loud as we wanted, our exclamations were limited to low moans of ecstasy and the sounds of two bodies joining in unison.
I lifted my head and hands to grab her breasts and suck on each of her nipples, twirling my tongue around each, biting, nibbling, listening to and feeling her sensual feedback. I slid my hands down her back to her ass cheeks, firmly grabbing them as she rode me, but not driving the speed or the rhythm with my hands. That duty was all hers, I had fully ceded control.
She leaned forward to kiss me in an open-mouth no-holds-barred tongue battle and I felt my cock stiffen even more inside of her (if that was at all possible). Contrasted with her fierce, probing tongue she slowed her impalement of my shaft, now moving excruciatingly slowly while our tongues eagerly probed each other’s mouths.
After a while, her lips released from mine. She came up for air and leaned her forehead against mine, while I caught my own breath for a second, too. All the while her slow fucking of my cock didn’t miss a beat. Every moment, every millimeter of every stroke was pure nirvana in the pitch dark.
Never disengaging, my cock still buried inside her, I spontaneously flipped her around into missionary position. I think she was taken by surprise, but the deep moan that escaped from her throat confirmed her desire. I loved the feeling of my body between her thighs, my arms straddling her body now. I picked up the pace a bit, driving my cock into her at a more moderate pace, changing the angle every few thrusts. I then lowered my chest onto her body, combining our warmth, perspiration starting to build between us. In this position I was able to grind closely against her pubic mound, while my lips attacked the nape of her neck.
I felt the urge to thrust and brought my weight onto my forearms again. Her legs wrapped tightly around me, I started drilling her pussy, that telltale sound of hips slapping echoing throughout the dark. Our breathing intensified and guttural sounds started escaping our lips. In between gasping breaths she implored…
“Fuck me harder.” That’s all I needed to go into full pounding mode, body and mind losing control, subconscious taking over, sounds, sensations, electricity, breathing, sweat- everything melting, foreground and background becoming one.
We fucked each other for all we were worth. Exclamations became grunting, trembling became shaking, thrusting became a cataclysm. I felt her orgasming beneath me, confirmed by the animal sounds leaving her throat. This drove me to the point of no return, and my body was out of my control as I slammed her hard, coming, spurting into her, thrust after thrust after thrust, hearing my own guttural sounds escape.
On my last stroke, I stayed buried inside her to the hilt, and collapsed onto her, sweaty bodies entangled, each of us panting hard, struggling to catch our breath.
I could feel her heart pounding against my chest, and I could hear the sound of my own heart pounding in my ears. I still swear, even now, that in that dark, dark room I could even hear hers.
Once our bodies subsided, we had a decision to make.
She asked, “I know we have a lot of time left here, but should we put on the night light for a bit?”
“I don’t know, even though we have so much more to explore with each other, do you think it will be the same, once we turn the lights back off?”
“That was a great old-fashioned fuck. I loved making out, then fucking. I’m sure when we really go wild, the dark will again be just as mysterious, just as exciting.”
“Yeah, I think so. Let’s go for it.”
We gave the verbal command to switch on the dimmest level of light. The illumination glowed softly.
“Well there you are, hello there! I can certainly say you look just like you felt!”
“You, too.”
Story Notes:
1) I’m not sure when or if I will write a “Second Encounter”, but my mind still wonders what sexual scenario I should request from the Game Masters next time.
– Do I dare take on an entire orgy in the dark? Do I indulge in two mysterious ladies?
– What scenario would *you* request from the Game Masters?
– You can let me know in the comments for this story, or privately message me from my “Contact Me” page. (That’s where I receive most of your feedback, by the way, because I receive it privately. Not everyone wants to leave an open comment, after all.)2) These three chapters were hard to write. You know when a dog gets so happy and excited that it doesn’t know what to do, and just gets the zoomies- spinning, then running around the house or yard like a maniac? That was my mind every time I thought about the Game Masters and their dark universe.