11 COSMIC STORM
“Are you ready?” I whisper into Ginny’s ear. My voice is low and solemn, and I feel her shudder in my arms.
“Make me yours, Kurt. Please.”
“You already are, Gin.” I lean, staring into her pale baby blues.
The gleam of the light is steady, reflecting from her eyes.
In the dimness, the shadows of swaying branches from the trees above us paint a faint image of Stacy in my mind.
“This will make you part of us. You’ll make our circle complete.”
She nods, then lowers to her knees, keeping eye contact with me.
I remain standing as she grips my cock, swirling her palm over the crown, spreading my copious precum over the glans.
I shudder when her mouth opens and envelops my cock with her lips.
Her tongue flicks over the slit, and she hums at the taste of my essence coating her tongue.
I glance back at the four on the split tree trunk, and they all face us on their knees. They watch with rapt attention, even as their rigid nipples betray the profound arousal that swims through all of us.
Looking down at Ginny as she lowers her mouth past my crown and down my shaft, I collect her hair in my fingers and grip tight.
As she bobs her head, I tip my hips to edge deeper into her mouth.
She cups my balls as she sucks me down, taking my length into her throat with little difficulty.
I close my eyes and arch my head back at the delicious feeling of her mouth, lips, and tongue.
I look to the heavens as a shooting star sparks across the clearing in the branches above us.
I know the light comes from a meteor breaking apart in the Earth’s atmosphere.
The timing is a mystery, even if I understand the science.
Captivated by the synchronicity, I blink as another spark flies across the starry sky.
I tilt my head down, staring into Ginny’s eyes.
She’s focused on me as I grip her hair and pull her off my cock.
“Lie back,” I say, lowering to my knees. I glance up at the sky, watching the unexpected meteor shower. “It’s time, love.”
She gasps, seeing the sky light up, then leans back on her elbows before lowering onto her back.
I grip her knees as she raises them and spread her thighs open as I crawl between her legs.
I hear murmurs from our attentive audience as I stroke my flared head between her labia.
Her arousal coats the already slick tip, and her skin glitters from her juices in the dim light.
I fit the tip against her, then gaze at her wide, blue eyes.
We share an indulgent moan as I slide inside her, stretching her walls around my thickness.
Cupping one of her breasts, I lower one hand for support as we share an ardent kiss.
Her heels lift behind my ass, tightening into my rump as she drags my cock deeper.
I growl into our fervent kiss as I cycle my hips, stirring my stiffness into her depths.
“Oh, yes.” Ginny sighs when I break our kiss. “I can feel it. It’s glorious.”
Awe paints her expression as I connect to the upwelling quickening in my core.
I growl, punching my hips as it builds inside me like an oncoming tsunami.
We stare at each other, moaning and groaning at the exquisite pleasure of our fated coupling.
My attempt to make love to her shatters as I thrust hard, fucking her with heated lust and passion.
“Fuck me,” she gasps, tossing her head back. Her blonde locks spread over the quilt under us like a fan. “Fuck me, Kurt. I want you to fill me up. Breed me. Tonight. Now.”
Her pleas grow louder as I punch my hips firmly, smacking into her open thighs.
My cock saws in and out through her molten heat as wet sounds merge with the slaps of our bodies crashing together.
I blink, focusing on her as I push toward my edge.
I hear the noises of the rest of my harem joining us, their rapturous pleas growing louder, echoing in the trees.
The swelling quickening boils in my core as my balls tighten, and I know I’m right on the edge.
Ginny’s wild stare into my eyes tells me she’s right there with me.
“Come for me,” I growl, punching my hips and then grinding deep to pull back and repeat. “Come all over my cock, sweet girl.”
Her scream of bliss combines with the moans and cries of my other girls exploding behind us.
I slam in deep, my balls clenching as I pour my seed into her.
I pump my hips, jerking with each pulse as Ginny’s thighs tighten against me, her body shaking from her peak.
I roar into the empty forest, the primal yell resonating around us as my orgasm shoots through me.
My spending merges with the quickening, vibrating my entire being with the magic swirling around us.
I slump against her. She’s breathing hard as her hands run down to my ass, pulling me into her as she squeezes, milking my cream. Flexing my hips into her to wring out every bit of bliss of our coupling, I rise and look into her eyes.
Stacy stares back at me, a soft smile on her lips. I startle at the apparition as she lifts her hand to my cheek, brushing her thumb across my lips.
“My love,” Stacy’s ghostly visage says, smiling. I hope you treasure these five ladies. They are my gift to you. A token of my love. I’m sorry for leaving.”
I can’t resist lowering and kissing her. The kiss is different than Ginny’s usual, even if I know I’m kissing her and not the ghost of my past.
“I’m sorry we didn’t have enough time,” she says as we part the kiss. “Tell my mom I love her.”
When the shade’s image vibrates and fades, it’s replaced by Ginny’s sweet face.
Her eyes flutter open, and she gazes at me with awe.
Wrapping her in my arms, I feel four other bodies surround us, pressing against us.
I shift, sliding to my back. My cock is still rigid with need as Amy kisses me.
She straddles me, fucking me with urgency until she comes hard.
Her body vibrates against mine before she rolls to the side.
“My turn,” Bea murmurs as she straddles me.
I cup her large breasts as I thrust up into her.
Our eyes lock as she starts rocking on my stiff cock.
The mouth, lips, hands, and fingers of my other lovers brush over our flesh as we fuck in the middle of the forest.
Bea stares at me, her mouth slowly falling open as I grind my hips into her rocking strokes.
“Fuck, Kurt,” she whines. “I want you to come inside me again. Breed me.”
Nodding, I roll over, pulling my cock from her sheath while she rises on her knees.
I shift behind her, watching her lower to kiss Ginny.
Their moans meld together as I thrust into her with a feral need.
Rutting into her, I look to the side. Leah and Paige watch me with dark stares of lust as I fuck Bea like a beast.
My cock is rigid as I slam into her, my thighs slapping against her round ass. Gripping handfuls of her bronze, round bottom, I pull her back into each thrust. Her head tosses back, then twists to stare at me with her mouth open in awe.
“Fuck me. Feed me that cock. Fill me with your cum.” Her works are punctuated with the staccato slaps of my thighs against her ass.
Staring at each other, I watch her shatter as her eyes close and her pussy clamps around my cock.
I rut in deep and release my second load into her ripe, fertile womb.
She shakes, her head dropping to Ginny’s chest as she rides out her peak.
My body shudders as waves of bliss flow through me.
The quickening spins up again, filling me with it’s power as my cock throbs.
As Bea slumps against Ginny, I rock back on my knees. Leah slides over, lying on her back and spreading her legs as she reaches for my rock-hard cock. I groan at the pleasure of her grip, then slip to the side to align myself with her glistening core.
“Fuck me, Kurt,” Leah pleads, her eyes wide as I stare at her. “I want you to put your baby in me, please.”
Hearing the desperation in her voice as I sink my cock into her heated slick walls, I simply nod at her, communicating that I’ll do my best.
My stamina amazes me as I fuck her with steady strokes, pushing her toward her peak.
I feel a new set of arms wrap around my sides before I hear Paige’s whisper.
“Fuck her, Kurt,” Paige says quietly, licking behind my ear. “Make my wife a mother. Give us your child—not for me, but for her. This is why we met. You’re the one. You’re going to be the father of our children. Seal us together with your essence.”
I blink, hearing Paige’s commentary as I fuck her wife.
Their connection includes me in their union since we joined at this altar a week ago.
I lower my mouth to Leah’s, kissing her passionately.
Paige keeps encouraging me as I feel the strain of my arduous passion for my women.
I keep going, rutting into Leah with a singular purpose: to fulfill her wish and breed her.
When she shudders, wrapping her legs around my hips, pulling me into her as her pussy clamps around my shaft, I jam my hips into her.
My orgasm peaks as my balls clench, pumping my last load into Leah’s chalice.
As my hips cycle with the waves of my orgasm, I lift a silent prayer to the universe to grant her what she wishes.
Spent, I roll onto my back, gasping as I recover. Paige slumps against me, wrapping me in her arms and kissing along my jaw. I wrap my arms around her, content to hold her close. She lifts her head and grins at me, cupping my jaw before kissing me softly.
“That was beautiful,” she says.
The four others gather around us, and we relax into a warm pile of contented flesh. The night air cools our bodies as we enjoy soft touches. Kissing and hugging until content, we rise and move from the crowded stump to the roomier fallen tree trunk.
“Enough rest,” Paige says, pressing herself against me. “It’s my turn for a ride.”
The teeming magic rises in waves as we shift and move into pairs and trios.
Our bodies work tirelessly as we share our love and affection for each other.
We enjoy many peaks, rising to the heights of ecstasy before slumping into our collective warmth.
We rest for a time before we are drawn by the magic still swirling around us into another tangle of willing flesh.
As the full moon wanes, slipping below the horizon, we quiet and curl together, pulling warmth from each other.
Wrapping our slick bodies in the numerous quilts we brought to this altar, we slumber.
As the magic ebbs and the quickening releases us in the magical grotto near the spring, we curl into each other and our bodies still.
One by one, we fade into a deep slumber, snug in the mystical grotto near the spring.