Gisele Vs. Guitar Hero

by Mona Cox

  One foot inside the room and he’s on me, closing the door with his foot in a hurry. He runs his fingers over my face, grabs my neck firmly with his other hand and kisses me. Not a simple kiss, but a hard one full of desire… One that makes my whole body scream, yearning to feel him inside of me.

  I pull him into me, grabbing him by his tie. He smiles and takes his mouth to my neck, going up until his mouth touches mine again. Just one kiss and I’m already as wet as a raging river. This is absolutely perfect, being here with him. It’s all that I could wish for, really. Can this moment last forever? Forget about everything else—this, his love, is all that matters.

  With my lips pressed on his, a storm of static electricity rages inside of me. My body buzzes with pleasure, a fire threatening to rip my muscles apart. My heart drumming wildly, I start unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his sculptural body inch by inch. I run my fingers through his chest and abs, stopping where a trace of untanned skin starts to show. By now my body is already humming with pleasure from the inside out. God, I’m so damn wet, all of me aching to feel him.

  The moment the last button on Diesel’s shirt pops out, I pull it down his arms; now half naked, my eyes wander over his perfectly carved muscles. Burning with desire, his fingers start to draw a line up and down my legs; each time his fingers come up, he goes closer to my inner thighs, making my insides clench in delight. My heart is racing like a galloping horse, one hell bent on finishing the race in first place.

  He presses his body against mine, the huge bulging on his crotch tenting his pants. He pushes me against the wall and, his hands on my waist, he turns me around. My hands go to the wall, and I gasp as he starts unzipping my dress, kissing my neck all the while. I can hear his heavy breathing against my skin, all of him hungry for my body. He pushes the straps down my arms and my dress starts to droop, bunching up at my waist.

  I turn on my heels then, my mouth looking for his. We kiss and I close my eyes, allowing myself the privilege of going completely crazy; I hook my fingers on his belt and pull him into me as well, his lips going straight to my neck and chest and his fingers dangerously close to my completely drenched thong.

  Sliding his finger up my inner thigh, Diesel moves fast and pulls my thong to the side. He then presses one finger right above my clit, rubbing it in fast circles and forcing me to pull out from his kiss so that I can moan. His finger then goes down to my folds and, after stroking the whole length of my pussy, he gently slides his finger inside me. He does it once. And then twice. By the time he slides his finger in for the third time, my body is already alight with pleasure. Pressing his thumb over my clit, he brings it home; I grit my teeth as my pussy tightens around his finger, a wave of endorphins hitting me at once. I moan loudly as I climax, Diesel playing me as if I were an instrument.

  My body still reeling from the first orgasm of the night, I place my hands on his chest and push him back. I gasp as I feel his fingers letting go of my pussy, but I don’t stop. I walk past him, moving my hips teasingly as I cross the room toward the bed. Once there, I turn on my heels and, facing him, I reach for the clasp in my bra and unfasten it. I let the straps hang down my arms, the cups drooping over my breasts, but I keep the bra in place; he can peel it off of me. Then, an inviting smile on my lips, I throw myself back on top of the mattress.

  Diesel doesn’t wait for further instructions; he simply walks toward the bed and climbs on top of the mattress. Before I can even blink, he’s already kissing me hard, his hand crawling up my stomach to my still hidden breasts. Slowly, he starts to pull my left breast out of the bra, an erect nipple jumping into sight. He pulls on it lightly, pinching it between his index finger and thumb, and then starts to rub it softly. My body is going to explode with so much pleasure, I’m sure of it.

  He then lowers his head toward my stomach and lays his lips there, letting them sail down to my waist and then to my inner thighs. He starts to kiss them eagerly, pressing two fingers over my thong at the same time.

  I close my eyes as I start to imagine him between my thighs, his full lips reaching for my pussy… Oh, I want him to lick me hard, I want his tongue tracing the whole contour of my wet pussy. Somehow, he seems to hear my thoughts; he pushes my thong to the side and, immediately after, he presses his lips against my pussy. He moves his warm tongue up and down my inner lips, always circling my clit whenever his tongue touches it. With each second that passes he starts to lick me more quickly, his breathing intensifying as his tongues jabs at me in a frenzied lust.

  Licking my pussy, he abruptly grabs my bra and pulls it down my arms. He throws it off to the floor, his hands immediately reaching for both my breasts.

  Still in absolute control over my pussy, he wraps his lips tightly around my clit and starts to suck on it, sparks of electric pleasure making the climb up to my brain. Then, he parts my folds with his fingers and, before I have the time to prepare for it, he slides his index finger in. He does it slowly, but goes all the way in, only stopping when his fingertip is firmly nestled against my g-spot; he presses it there, drawing a purred moan out of me. I’m still moaning when he slides one more finger inside, my back arching as I succumb to pleasure. By the time he slides the third finger in, I’m ready to come again, and that’s exactly what happens: arching my back over the mattress, I let the fires of climax envelop me and all of me burns. With my fingers curled on the sheets, I bunch up the fabric in my hands as my body convulses.

  But he doesn’t stop, oh no.

  He grabs me by the waist and turns me around, my stomach flat against the mattress. Then, his fingers on my waist, he makes me raise my ass up. The moment I do it, I immediately feel his tongue brushing against my pussy again; I can’t help but look over my shoulder just to see him between my legs. My heart skips a beat as he pulls back and, going to his knees, offers me a wild grin.

  He places his hands on my ass cheeks and pulls them apart. Oh, I know what he’s going to do next and I’m already loving it. He goes for it, his wet tongue running across my ass crack and then focusing on my hole, circling it eagerly. He presses his tongue against my ass and jabs it in, my skin prickling as I feel him exploring my insides. To make it even more maddening, he slides two fingers deep inside of me and presses hard against my G-spot, that electric feeling of pleasure biting at my muscles.

  He rubs until all of me is burning, and I jut my ass back at him, pressing my cheeks against his face as he licks me.

  Burying my face against the mattress, I scream into it, biting down on the sheets as my body starts to convulse like I’m possessed by some sex-crazed demon. I collapse on top of the bed, my eyes closed as I try and catch my breath. God, we haven’t even started fucking and I’m already on the verge of being exhausted. Of course, when it comes to fucking, I always have reserves ready. And even if I get exhausted and deplete all my reserves, well, I can always push through.

  I take a couple of deep breaths and roll to my back, opening my eyes to look at Diesel. He’s still grinning, my juices dripping down his chin. Just seeing him like that is enough to kick my mind into high gear. I sit up on the bed and crawl past him to the edge of the bed. I go to my feet then, leaning toward him and unbuckling his belt; I take it off his pants and throw it to the corner, then grabbing his pants and tugging harshly, his fly unzipping by itself loudly. My fingers curled around his boxer briefs, I push them and his pants down his legs, undressing him completely.

  Now completely naked, he’s at my mercy; I go to my knees, looking into his eyes as I lick my lips. He accepts the invitation, immediately going up to his feet. I lean forward and begin to slowly kiss his shaft, savoring it in abandonment. My lips go to his tip, and I open my mouth and take all of his thick member into me; the moment I feel its tip against the back of my throat I start bobbing my head back and forth, each time I go down my pace increasing.

  While I’m doing it, he grabs at my hair, applying some pressure on my head and guiding my movements. I pull out then, his cock sliding out of my mouth with a
loud pop. I barely have the time to take a deep breath with his fingers curled tight around my hair, he makes me go down again. I go low this time, wrapping my lips around his balls and sucking them lightly. Then I kiss up his shaft, opening my mouth wide and taking all the length of his hard cock into my warm and ravenous mouth.

  I start bobbing my head, my pace always increasing until I finally place my hands on his waist and urge him to fuck my mouth. That’s exactly what he does, keeping my head in place and thrusting at me, his shaft sliding in and out of my hungry mouth steadily.

  He rolls his eyes in pleasure and, just knowing that I’m the cause of his ecstasy, a shiver goes through me as my pussy clenches hard. I'm driven so crazy by his pleasure that I immediately make my hand slide to between my legs and toward my pussy. Parting my folds, I let two fingers in and start to move them at a steady pace, all while he keeps on fucking my tight little mouth.

  I open my mouth wide, trying to go as deep as I can, his shaft tightly pressed inside my mouth. With my free hand I caress his balls, going from one to the other and moving my fingers over his skin as softly as I can. He pulls my hair, forcing me to lean deeper into him and, as he does it, my fingers start to go in and out of my pussy faster than ever.

  With his length in my mouth and two fingers in my pussy, I come hard, closing my eyes as a tidal wave of ecstasy washes over me. Pleasure bursts all over my body, my legs quivering and threatening to buckle under my weight. I survive, though, not even taking his cock out of my mouth to breathe. I continue sucking on him all the way through but, the moment I sense his body becoming taut and rigid, I slow down; he’s not allowed to come yet. Oh, no, there’s still a lot more to do.

  I go to my feet with shaky legs and approach him, kissing him and spreading the few drops of pre-cum on my tongue all over his lips. He lunges forward as I kiss him, cupping my ass cheeks harshly and letting his mouth wander down to my right nipple. Then, he turns on his heels, his back to the bed. He throws himself back, his mast pointing upward in an inviting position; happy to oblige, I climb on top of him.

  With cat like movements I sit over his thighs and lean forward, brushing my breasts all over his delicious body. Grinning, I turn my back to him and move back, positioning his face right between my thighs. I ease myself down on his mouth and lean forward at the same time, his tongue brushing against my pussy while I guide his cock inside my mouth.

  Spreading my legs wider, I rub my pussy against his mouth, rejoicing as he takes a mouthful. I roll my tongue around his shaft and then start bobbing my head up and down, my rhythm matching his. We go like that until Diesel stops, pulling out and taking a deep breath, and that’s when I realize that I can’t postpone this any longer. I’m done with all the foreplay: it’s time for some real action.

  I lean forward, taking my pussy out of his mouth, and sit back across his thighs once more, my back turned to him. I lift myself up slightly and, grabbing his cock, I point it up as I ease myself down, brushing his tip against me. Instead of playing it gently, I throw all caution to the wind and simply go down, his shaft piercing me in one single stroke. I let out a mighty scream and immediately start to rock my body against his, my head thrown back as my hair cascades down my shoulders.

  Jumping up and down, I allow his thick shaft to push its way past my folds over and over again, Diesel fucking me as if we only have a few minutes left to live. We go like that until I feel that familiar burning sensation inside of me, ecstasy clawing at my insides and trying to break free.

  I come with one mighty scream, my brain stretched thin as a violent orgasm embraces it and chokes down every trace of rationality.

  I don’t take a break; I just slide his cock out of me and go on all fours, swaying my ass from side to side, inviting him in. Going to his knees hurriedly, he positions himself behind me and brushes his shaft against my pussy, teasing me until I start thrusting back at him, somehow trying to force him to fuck me.

  I grit my teeth as he smacks me hard across my ass, the sound of it almost making me explode. He does it again and again, my ass cheeks becoming sore from the pain but, at the same time, still wanting more. But there isn’t more; he replaces his hard smacking with one gentle finger, brushing it between my ass cheeks and making it hover above my hole. Pressing down, he makes me moan loudly, and that’s when he decides to slide his cock inside my pussy.

  I prepare to scream as he goes all the way in, but no sound leaves my mouth. Only when he slides out do my vocal chords start to work again but, even so, all they manage to produce is nothing more than a timid croak of pleasure. Only when his pace starts to grow steadily, adrenaline filling my body and renewing my energies, do I finally let a violent scream climb up my throat and explode in my mouth.

  With him fingering my ass and fucking my pussy, I don’t even need to move my body—thrusting hard, his cock going in and out of my pussy at a furious pace while his fingers demolish the nerve endings on my ass.

  He fucks me as if his pleasure is my only purpose and, screw it, I don’t care how that sounds; I love it. I truly do. There’s something exhilarating about being used like this, my body nothing more than the perfect vessel for a man like Diesel to unleash all of his desire.

  With his cock pounding me this hard, it doesn’t take long for my nerve endings to be overwhelmed by a raging inferno of pleasure. Scorched and turning into ashes, they send waves of ecstasy all the way up to my brain, giving me a high no drug on Earth could ever produce.

  I collapse on top of the mattress, flailing my limbs as if my brain suddenly decided to give up on me and cut all contact with the rest of my body. Diesel stops moving then, his cock buried in me to the hilt as I come, moaning against the sheets.

  Slowly, he pulls his cock out of me and I summon whatever strength I still have in me to lift myself up from the bed.

  This last orgasm almost destroyed me, but I don’t care: I want to be destroyed. I want to be fucked until I can no longer think coherently and my throat becomes raw from all the screaming. Struggling, I go on all fours, reaching behind me and grabbing his hand; I pull him in harshly, and he positions himself behind me, eager.

  “More,” I mutter, pushing my ass against his cock. “More.”

  I don’t need to repeat myself, except, this time, he doesn’t go for my pussy. In half a second he’s pushing his cock inside my ass, my heart beating so hard that it’s all I hear. I can’t get tired of this, even if my heart suddenly gave in, I think I'd want more. He’s just too good… And I can never get enough of what’s good.

  As weird as it may sound, this is one of the sweetest moments in my life. With my eyes closed, I hear the sound of flesh on flesh, Diesel’s thighs slapping my ass. It’s a symphony, one as sweet as it is sinful. And, let’s be honest, who doesn’t like some quick dirty sinning? I sure do, although I’d probably pass on the quick side of it; that’s just be a waste.

  We keep going like this for what seems like an eternity, time and space losing all their meaning as our bodies blend into one another. We go fast, we go hard. Thick beads of sweat are forming on my forehead and dripping down, locks of hair plastered to my face as I move. My whole body is burning, and I’m in a feverish state; I don’t even know how I’m still moving. But I am… Oh, I’m moving, and I’m doing it as fast as I can, impaling myself on Diesel’s cock.

  I don’t last long: when he places his hand between my thighs and slides two fingers inside my pussy, I come as hard as I've ever done. With his cock still buried deep inside my ass, I stop moving, bunching up the sheets with my trembling fingers as waves of pleasure lap against each and every one of my muscles. This is more than just pleasure or ecstasy… This goes way beyond that. This is like absolute transcendence. Forget about enlightenment, heaven, or Nirvana—this, right here, is the real thing.

  My body completely spent, I move forward, Diesel’s cock sliding out of me as I collapse on top of the mattress. I’m breathing hard and sore all over, but I’m not done yet; I reach for his cock with my
hand and, grabbing it, I start jerking him hard. My wrist hurts, my arm hurts, everything in me hurts right now, to be honest, but I don’t stop. I keep going until Diesel has to close his eyes and grit his teeth, his cock spasming against my hand. Feeling him on the verge, I give him my all, and, just like that, I have my reward: his cock starts to shoot a river of cum, the first drops hitting me right in the arm. But then he keeps gushing, his warm semen flying straight to my chest.

  Lying down on the bed and under him, I keep milking him as he covers me in his ecstasy, his warmness coating my naked skin. The moment he stops gushing into me, my chest is already a mess, my hard nipples covered in his white fluids.

  “Fuck,” he sighs hard as he comes, ropes of semen covering my naked body. He keeps shooting while I stroke him as fast as I can, my hand just a blur.

  I have to close my eyes as thick strands of cum fly to my face, hitting me in a never-ending cascade. It goes on forever and, when I open my eyes, I look down my body and can’t help but smile as I see my chest completely covered in cum.

  My mouth is open wide, tongue sticking out as I point Diesel’s cock straight at me. I keep still as he fills my mouth to the brim, his white cum completely coating my tongue. Finally, when he has nothing more inside of him, I let go of his cock. He reaches for me immediately, his hands going to my breasts, his fingers spreading his own cum all over me.

  As he grabs my breasts, I can’t take my eyes his mouth: I lean into him and, parting my lips slightly, I wrap them around his tongue and push the cum I have in my mouth into his. I let the cum slide from one mouth to the other, the scent and flavor of it inundating me. As I pull back from our kiss, Diesel scoops up the semen on my breasts with two of his fingers and slides them inside my mouth; unconscious desire guiding me, I suck his fingers dry, swallowing all the cum inside my mouth.

  I lick my lips then, cleaning them off of every last drop of cum and, as I do it, Diesel starts licking my chest, scooping all the cum there. With a grin on my lips, I take my fingers to his head and tangle my fingers in his hair. He keeps going until there’s nothing else on my skin, both our mouths now completely filled with cum; then we lean into one another, kissing wildly and swapping all the fluids we’ve scooped up.