8. Milly
Iwatch Branch”s eyes widen at my movement, and I hope he hurries up and decides what he”s going to do. Then just to help in his decision-making, I wiggle my ass in the air and look back at him over my shoulder.
This man is absolutely gorgeous and has the biggest cock I”ve ever seen in my limited experience. The drive to be close to him is crazy; it”s like my whole body is heating up to a roaring fire at his very touch. I”ve never felt anything like it before!
He gets up from the couch, one hand resting on his length, and stands behind me, but I don”t feel any penetration. I look back and realize it”s because he”s slowly stroking himself and looking down at me with a dazed smile and glassy look in his eyes as if he”s in a trance.
The thought of having other people watch is intriguing and it helps knowing that the people around us now aren”t real, but a real thrill travels up my spine by pretending they are. That they could be watching me being fucked by this man and are perhaps jealous or even turned on themselves.
There is a small feeling that he has a little more to unpack with this quirk, but I think I”ll leave it up to him to decide if he wants to tell me. Goodness knows I”m keeping my own secrets from him right now, but as long as he fucks me soon, I think I can wait on the rest.
”Branch,” I whimper and wiggle myself against his knuckles, and he chuckles deeply and slaps each of my ass cheeks. They aren”t hard slaps, but my skin flushes with warmth, and they make me whimper even more. I look up from my position, and the woman from before is gone, and while there is still a vaguely familiar man in the corner banging away at a tree, the scene before me is completely different now.
It”s a new couple, and this man is sitting on a golden-colored chair with a tall, brown-haired girl lying on her stomach across his lap. She”s completely naked, as is he, but she”s wearing a pair of furry ears and has a very fake-looking rabbit tail tied across her waist.
The man”s erection peeks up from behind her, and she keeps trying to grab it, but he”s spanking her over and over again and telling her she”s being a naughty little bunny. Watching it makes me arch my back, and I can”t help the moaning whimper that comes from the need building up in me.
Branch returns the moan, and I feel his palms grabbing and massaging my ass cheeks, pulling them apart before burying his face in my pussy from behind. His tongue darts out, and I can feel him softly licking and tasting me, but still no penetration. My insides throb from the want of it, and when he finally slides his fingers inside me, I shudder with relief.
One hand pumps inside, and his other hand raises and slaps my ass a few times, just hard enough to leave a light sting, but it”s enough to make my muscles clench in preparation for my own release. But just as I think I can”t take it anymore and the need to come all over his hand is intense, he pulls away from me.
”Branch,” I say again. ”I need you. I need this.”
When he pulls back, a coldness seeps into my bones, and my body reacts in every way it can think of to follow him. That pull I felt before is strong and even stronger now that we”re doing this together. It”s an indescribable feeling, and the only thing I can put my finger on is a want, no, a need, to be as close and connected to this mysterious man as possible.
”Is this what you want?” Branch bends over and whispers into my ear at the same time he slides his massive cock inside my unsuspecting pussy. It”s not tentative, it”s not slow; it”s a delicious shove that takes him deep into me, and we both scream from the shocking connection. Him, I”m assuming, because his massive length is buried completely inside me, and me because the fullness I feel takes my breath away.
For a few seconds, we don”t move. As if moving would break the spell, but then I feel my muscles clenching around him, desperate for release, and he must sense my aching desire for climax because he begins to pump his hips into mine.
The couple on the screen also moved on and the man has pushed the girl to her hands and knees so that she”s facing directly into my eyes. If she were real, I could reach out and touch her, and she”s so close she could reach out and pinch my nipples if she wanted to. It makes me hungry for someone to suckle them while being pumped from behind like this, but I make do with the couch cushions grazing their hard peaks with every thrust from Branch.
”That”s right,” purrs Branch from behind me. ”Watch her get fucked right in front of you.”
His hands grip my ass, one cheek in each, and he uses them to direct my pelvis into his own. He pulls out far and then glides effortlessly back into me, the slickness from my moist pussy lubricating every push and pull.
His thrusting intensifies, and he suddenly lets out a feral-sounding groan as he bends forward and wraps his arms around my chest, each hand grabbing a tit. His fingers squeeze and pinch, and I cry out because I can”t hold it back anymore, and when he tilts his head down into my neck and bites my skin, I scream in release.
My pussy tugs tight against his iron steel inside me, and stars burst into my vision as wave after wave of pleasure push through my entire body, leaving me trembling on my knees.
But Branch is not done with me yet as he extracts himself quickly and flips me over on my back. Still standing, he brings his cock above me, still dripping with my own juices, and releases his load onto my stomach with a deep and primal groan. The hot, sticky mess coats my stomach and drips down between my legs, its warmth seeping into me as, one by one, my muscles begin to relax.
I sigh in total bliss as Branch wobbles on his feet before falling onto the couch next to me. He leans over and kisses my hair.
”Thank you,” he whispers into my head.
”For what? This?” I laugh softly. ”I should thank you; this is one island amenity I had no idea would be included in the package.”
He gives a small laugh at my joke.
”I honestly wasn”t sure if I could do that, you know, be on my own like that,” he says. ”Thanks for, uh, indulging me with the screens.”
”They make good company,” I say, pointing at the displays of the people still seriously into fucking each other around us. ”But maybe they could use a breather.”
Branch chuckles and grabs the remote. Suddenly, the scene changes to a beautiful island sunset, and he rises and disappears into the nearby bathroom. The coldness comes back, and while it”s not as intense this time, I”m still happier when he reappears with a towel that he uses to clean my stomach gently.
When I”m sufficiently wiped down, he stretches out on the couch next to me and we sit, still naked, in comfortable silence.
That is until he starts talking.
”I”ve never fucked a human,” he says.