[Staying audible is a means to show her that he likes what's happening, he likes being the one to do this. And they don't know one another personally but Frank is so damn pleased to be the one to get a girl to go crazy with his mouth. It's a service. And fuck if it doesn't keep his dick hard and wet. Pulling off he licks his chops.]
[ Natasha remains where she is on the bed, legs splayed apart and chest slowly heaving as she descends into her afterglow. She breathes out a laugh, resting a hand on her stomach. ]
Those girls... from where you come from? They're all idiots.
[ Because how rare is it to find a guy that likes to not only eat pussy but let a woman come on his face? Natasha hasn't come across many, sadly. ]
[Though the way his expression is in an all out smirk. He really isn't going to argue his point. Frank is still smoothing over her gorgeous legs and he wipes his mouth on the inside of her knee as he moves to lay on his side. It gives his cock some relief. Fuck is he still hard. Frank is content for the time being to lay here and reach down to stroke himself off looking at her. Like a pin-up come to life.]
[ She sees that smirk and is grateful he's giving her a chance to catch her breath. But she notices what he's doing and reaches over to rub the tip of the cock's head with her fingers. ]
[Oh fuck does she ever have a light and careful touch. Soft hands too. Frank swallows and nods. Yeah they haven't actually fucked yet but he already feels like this has been a very, very good jaunt. There's a whole roll that was shoved into his coat and he reaches over to grab it from the pile of discarded clothes shoved off the bed.
First one out and he snickers. The boys got em stupid scented condoms. The first one one is strawberry.]
You're not allergic to strawberries or nothing right?
[He shows her his prize. The next one is banana. How creative.]
[Better with the cream. Right? He snickers still and peels open the package to roll it over his cock. Hey. It's a fit. Phew. He wasn't sure if they'd get him the right kind or not but they're practically his brothers.]
Nice color for you.
[Not like it's the color that matters. Frank is so giddy and ready for this.]
[ She moves on the bed, laying on it more fully now, her head on one of the pillows. She reaches down to rub her clit for a moment, making sure she was ready for him. After that, her arms flop down on the pillows around her, smirking at him. ]
[There's a long, low whistle because holy fuck they both know she's wet and ready for him. Just watching her work and feeling the heat of her gaze on him. Frank crawls up her body and holds himself by the base to rub his coated cock against her clit and opening. All the better to get him nice and slick.]
Yes, ma'am.
[It's more customary to say sir but ain't no way he would have a commanding officer like this.]
[ There's a small gasp at the rubbing, Natasha biting down on her bottom lip as she spreads her legs more for him and lifts her ups up to press more against him.
A needy sound comes from the back of her throat, eyes closing as that touch alone is enough to light the heat in her belly again. ]
[ She moans a little louder at that, back arching some as she takes him in, feeling herself stretch to accommodate his girth. Her hands go to his waist as she breathes in deeply in and out, adjusting her hips to take him in more fully. Her answer is a breathy, ]
I don't think---I ever had pussy this tight or sweet.
[Straight laced ladies and girls who wanted to save themselves for marriage were way more interested in keeping everything as chaste as possible. And the girls that didn't? Well they were certainly having their fun. Frank's memory is drawing a blank because none of them are like Natasha. Her bold, sharp eyes meet his and she knows what she wants and knows her body and how to use it with his.]
...Can I hold down your hands?
[He's reaching for one right now at his waist, threading his fingers with her's. Frank lowers his face to her neck to kiss and breathe remembering her request for no marks.]
[More pretty, more open minded and Christ if that smile doesn't light up the whole place. Frank moves her arm up above her head and then guides the other to join. It puts a little strain and causes her breasts to lift. Frank rocks forward hard and watches her face, his mouth hovering closet to kiss her jaw and chin.]
Just hands. Mmm...
[Though that is enough for him. Her legs splayed and body enveloping him is more than enough to get him rolling fast.]
[ There's a startled moan that leaves her at the first thrust, followed by a string of others, her eyes closing, expression contorting into one of pleasure bridling on ecstasy. She takes him in, moving her hips up to meet each thrust as he pounds into her, the pace picking up soon enough.
She gets louder as the headboard starts to bang against the wall. ]
Oh god, oh god!
[ She had a few rough fucks before but this somehow managed to feel better than all of those. ]
[Each thrust of his own is punctuated with a grunt. Throwing his whole body into the motion. And Natasha is read for it, he can tell in the way she braces and pushes back. But the verbal feed back it's like she's surprised. He's not sure.]
Yeah, baby aw fuck that's so good.
[First sex in months he's really really into it. Natasha's expressiveness adds to his pleasure.]
[ It's surprising how much she's enjoying it. She enjoys most of her lays but very few have gotten such genuine reactions out of her. She's not even sure why. She has no ability to even think on it now when everything going on seems to be heightening the pleasure. The way he's fucking her, feeling the bed move with them, the way he's holding her down as he fucks her wide open, the way her breasts move with the thrusts.
So much of it is getting her off right now and all she can do is go with it. ]
[Frank believes that the heightened feeling of it all is just because she's made him feel so comfortable, taking him just as he is. No large expectations. They're fooling around without any hang ups or history. Just the moment and all it holds for pleasure.
Friction and the wet slide of him rocking through the folds of her pussy. He's strong enough to shift his grip and hold both of her hands up above her head with one hand, the other moves to hike up one of her legs up on his hip.
leaning forward he's burying moans and grunts into her mouth.]
[ Her hands grip at his and she gives an almost desperate cry at the slight change in position, the angle changing just enough to heighten the pleasure further. Her other moans mingle with his as they kiss, noises getting high pitched as she can feel it already building.
He going to make her come again. It's been a while since she's experienced multiple orgasms so close together. ]
[The energy between them is electric. And feeling her, listening to her, watching as they climb to higher heights together. It's better than a day dream. Natasha's pretty full mouth and sweet, wet pussy are just what Frank needed without even knowing.
He plows harder, faster feeling his own orgasm. The pulsing clench around his cock is just what was needed and he shivers, filling up his strawberry condom.]
[ It's when he slams into her harder with more speed that it flings her over the edge and back into the throws of another orgasm, clenching and seizing around him with a hoarse yell of his name. Something else she isn't used to doing. Most times she ends up forgetting the guy's name by the time he leaves.
Here, not only is she remembering it, she's allowing herself to let go completely with him. Back arched off the bed and head thrown back, pussy coming on and around him, a sheen of sweat all over her body. In that moment, she looks like she could be in any man's sex dream.
But, surprisingly to her, this is better than a lot of the ones she's ever had. ]
[They may be strangers but their bodies are well acquainted with what is to be done. Each flex and pulse of tension pulls at Frank's cock. If it weren't for the condom he's sure that she'd have sucked him all down in one go. It's enough just to feel the heat of her body and the wetness of sweat and stickiness over his thighs. In the haze of orgasm he grinds into her, slowing.]
Fuck.
[No one to write to or send him dirty messages like some of the boys do. He at least now has a muse for the position. Frank lays over Natasha, his hands releasing her's.]
[So much for catching his breath because that has him busting up laughing. Throwing themselves at him? Nah. Might be a good long moony stare or date without putting out. It only makes Frank laugh louder in comparison. He lets his head flop to her neck for a kiss.]
They're just--not like you.
[He smooths his big hands down her hips, sighing.]
I gotta take off the condom.
[Though he doesn't actually want to leave the mess he's made of her pussy.]
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Hot damn.
[He strokes her splayed thighs.]
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Those girls... from where you come from? They're all idiots.
[ Because how rare is it to find a guy that likes to not only eat pussy but let a woman come on his face? Natasha hasn't come across many, sadly. ]
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[Though the way his expression is in an all out smirk. He really isn't going to argue his point. Frank is still smoothing over her gorgeous legs and he wipes his mouth on the inside of her knee as he moves to lay on his side. It gives his cock some relief. Fuck is he still hard. Frank is content for the time being to lay here and reach down to stroke himself off looking at her. Like a pin-up come to life.]
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[ She sees that smirk and is grateful he's giving her a chance to catch her breath. But she notices what he's doing and reaches over to rub the tip of the cock's head with her fingers. ]
Get a rubber on and I'll help you with that.
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First one out and he snickers. The boys got em stupid scented condoms. The first one one is strawberry.]
You're not allergic to strawberries or nothing right?
[He shows her his prize. The next one is banana. How creative.]
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Nah, I love strawberries.
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[Better with the cream. Right? He snickers still and peels open the package to roll it over his cock. Hey. It's a fit. Phew. He wasn't sure if they'd get him the right kind or not but they're practically his brothers.]
Nice color for you.
[Not like it's the color that matters. Frank is so giddy and ready for this.]
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Show me what you got, marine.
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Yes, ma'am.
[It's more customary to say sir but ain't no way he would have a commanding officer like this.]
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A needy sound comes from the back of her throat, eyes closing as that touch alone is enough to light the heat in her belly again. ]
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Ohh fuck.
[He knew she tasted good, and now the feeling? Damn, damn, damn. And boy is she ever flexible.]
You good there, honey?
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Yeah, baby. You feel so good already.
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[Straight laced ladies and girls who wanted to save themselves for marriage were way more interested in keeping everything as chaste as possible. And the girls that didn't? Well they were certainly having their fun. Frank's memory is drawing a blank because none of them are like Natasha. Her bold, sharp eyes meet his and she knows what she wants and knows her body and how to use it with his.]
...Can I hold down your hands?
[He's reaching for one right now at his waist, threading his fingers with her's. Frank lowers his face to her neck to kiss and breathe remembering her request for no marks.]
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Good. I don't want to be like any other fuck you've had.
[ But at his question, she's grinning, ]
Sure, baby. As long as it's just your hands.
[ She's not into the 'being tied up' scene. ]
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[More pretty, more open minded and Christ if that smile doesn't light up the whole place. Frank moves her arm up above her head and then guides the other to join. It puts a little strain and causes her breasts to lift. Frank rocks forward hard and watches her face, his mouth hovering closet to kiss her jaw and chin.]
Just hands. Mmm...
[Though that is enough for him. Her legs splayed and body enveloping him is more than enough to get him rolling fast.]
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She gets louder as the headboard starts to bang against the wall. ]
Oh god, oh god!
[ She had a few rough fucks before but this somehow managed to feel better than all of those. ]
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Yeah, baby aw fuck that's so good.
[First sex in months he's really really into it. Natasha's expressiveness adds to his pleasure.]
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So much of it is getting her off right now and all she can do is go with it. ]
Keep going. Please don't stop.
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Friction and the wet slide of him rocking through the folds of her pussy. He's strong enough to shift his grip and hold both of her hands up above her head with one hand, the other moves to hike up one of her legs up on his hip.
leaning forward he's burying moans and grunts into her mouth.]
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He going to make her come again. It's been a while since she's experienced multiple orgasms so close together. ]
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He plows harder, faster feeling his own orgasm. The pulsing clench around his cock is just what was needed and he shivers, filling up his strawberry condom.]
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Here, not only is she remembering it, she's allowing herself to let go completely with him. Back arched off the bed and head thrown back, pussy coming on and around him, a sheen of sweat all over her body. In that moment, she looks like she could be in any man's sex dream.
But, surprisingly to her, this is better than a lot of the ones she's ever had. ]
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Fuck.
[No one to write to or send him dirty messages like some of the boys do. He at least now has a muse for the position. Frank lays over Natasha, his hands releasing her's.]
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That... was fantastic.
You sure the girls don't throw themselves at you? Starting to feel like that might not be entirely true...
[ She turns her head enough to nip at his jawline. ]
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They're just--not like you.
[He smooths his big hands down her hips, sighing.]
I gotta take off the condom.
[Though he doesn't actually want to leave the mess he's made of her pussy.]
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