Then, in a moment Emeka would remember for the rest of his life, Iveren opened her eyes as wide as could be and looked right at him, her mouth gaping, a look of urgency on her face.
“Oh god, Emeka, oh god, keep fucking me, just like that…I’m gonna…oh god…I can’t…oh…oh…oh ffff-ffuuucckk!” she screamed, and she began trembling so hard she was nearly convulsing. Emeka could feel her spasming on his cock.
Not wanting to hurt her, he stopped thrusting and watched as she continued to climax. He had never seen anything like it.
It seemed like nearly a minute before her shaking subsided and she opened her eyes and finally spoke. “Oh Emeka, I didn’t even know something like that was possible.” She was glowing as she spoke. Then she looked down and realised that he was still inside her, that he hadn’t come yet. She grinned ear to ear. “Oh Emeka, it’s your turn now.”
She leaned forward and pushed Emeka back until his cock slid out of her. She moved her arms under his, pushing him to stand up. When he did, she quickly stood up and moved in front of him, pushing him down onto the couch.
Then she got on her knees and manoeuvred his cock between her breasts, pushing them together with her hands to sandwich it. She moved up and down, fucking him with her breasts, and looking into his eyes while doing it.
Emeka had never had anything like this done to him, much less while high on powerful hallucinogens.
He had been very close to coming before Iveren’s never-ending orgasm had interrupted things. But this was a level of visual, mental, and physical stimulation that he had never before experienced and he felt like he was getting set to explode.
It was as if his entire body was an erogenous zone as if every inch of his body was pressed between Iveren’s breasts. He felt the sensation growing. It started in the base of his cock but rippled throughout his body almost instantly.
All he could manage to get out was “Oh…Iveren” before the wave crashed over him.
He was vaguely aware of the cum shooting out of his cock onto Iveren’s breasts, but it was as if it was happening to someone else far, far away. He was overwhelmed by the crashing waves of pleasure that were washing over him, one after another, relentlessly.
He had never had an orgasm anything like this and part of him wondered if anything would ever again come close.
When the intensity of it finally subsided, he realised he had been trembling. Iveren was no longer down by his cock, but was now straddling him, kissing his neck, waiting for him to resurface.
She whispered in his ear, “I’ll never forget this as long as I live. I’ve never come harder.”
He whispered back,
“I won’t ever forget any of this, Iveren.” He meant that. For the rest of his life, he would look back on that week, and that night in particular, as a major turning point, when he climbed out of the abyss and began to move on. He was never intimate with Iveren again.
They all pretended that week didn’t happen. But he thought about her often and was forever grateful for what she had given him.
The end
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