Razer's Ride
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Razer groaned at her movement.
“That’s it. My little kitten wants my cock, doesn’t she?” Razer rose off his haunches, leaning over Beth, plunging his cock all the way inside her until she felt his tight balls against her ass.
“I am going to let you come now kitten.” Beth was moving her hips helplessly against his; searching for relief from the orgasm he was ruthlessly guiding her towards.
Beth frantically nodded her agreement.
“I am going to come with you, I’m not going to be to rough, because I plan to fuck you all night and you’re going to be a good kitty and let me. Ok?”
“Yes… Yes…” Beth agreed.
Razer lived up to his words, when she came, he followed her within a few smooth strokes. Razer let her thrashing body throw him over the edge into his climax, instead of pounding her into the mattress the way he wanted. When she quit trembling, Razer slid out, removing the condom and put it in the trash can by the bed. Beth shyly turned away, but Razer pulled her back onto his chest as he lay back.
Beth lay panting on his chest trying to catch her breath. Her eyes fell to the only tattoo he had on his body, it was over his heart, which she thought was appropriate. The center had a navy seal insignia with a snake wrapping around it with surrounding objects. The objects were two revolvers with a metal chain linking them, brass knuckles, a hand of cards, and a razor knife. The whole tattoo had a smoky effect, which she thought gave a sinister look. It was when Beth saw the razor knife that she calculated that the objects represented each of the eight members. Beth studied the razor knife closely, it had several lines drawn into the pattern of the handle. On two lines there were two different dates.
“What is the significance of the dates on the razor?”
“The day I joined the navy and the day I joined The Last Riders.”
“What does your tattoo mean?”
“Everyone has to figure it out for themselves.”
“You only have this tattoo on your body, everyone else has several more.”
Razer laughed, “I don’t like needles. I was born addicted to crack, first couple years I almost didn’t make it. Doctors and nurses were always poking me with needles. Don’t let them anywhere near me now, but wanted this one. Not going to get another. Had to threaten the mother fucker who gave me this one not to tell that I had passed out.”
Beth burst out laughing. Razer rolled her over putting a hand over her mouth to cut the sound off.
“Shh… everyone will hear you laughing. They will think your laughing at my dick.” He joked before removing his hand.
“I doubt that. Everyone here knows your dick is no laughing matter.”
“Damn right.” He gloated.
“Of course, they might think I am laughing at your fucking.”
Beth squealed like a girl and took off running to the bathroom with him chasing her.
“Nope, they heard you screaming when you came.”
Razer pushed her into the bathroom as she tried to slam the door. Jerking her into his arms and kissing her silly. Beth’s laughter died as he turned the shower on, maneuvering her into the warm spray. They washed each other with their hands, exploring each other’s bodies. Razer broke away from her to leave her under the water.
“Stay here.”
He came back within minutes, coming back into the shower with her. At first she thought she was imagining what she saw glinting in his hand.
“Razer... is that a straight Razer?”
“Yes.” Guiding her foot and bracing it on the ledge in the shower, he grabbed some lotion hanging in the caddy in the shower.
“Stand still.”
He poured some lotion into the palm of his hand and rubbed it into the blond curls between her thighs. He raised the Razer and gently began shaving.
“Razer stop. I can…” She started to put her leg down.
“Don’t move, I don’t want to cut you,” he warned.
Beth froze in place as he shaved her, moving her leg higher until he could even slide the razer around the sides of her pussy. It was definitely a new experience and Beth could only stand there blushing furiously. When he was done, he took the hand held showerhead down, aiming it between her legs until she was clean. Then he put it back and taking another bottle down, he poured a different lotion on his hand rubbing it gently into her cleanly shaven skin.
When he was done they got out of the shower and dried off. Beth sat on the bed and called Lily while Razer went downstairs to bring some food back for them eat.
Afterward, they sat talking about the likelihood of zombie apocalypses versus deep-sea volcano eruptions bringing an end to the world. When her giggling had her falling backwards, Razer took advantage of her splayed legs, pulling her towards him.
Beth knew by the look in his eyes that he wanted her again and she wanted him just as badly.
“I have had my dinner, now I want my dessert.”
He kissed her thighs, prying them apart as she tried to close them when his intentions became obvious.
The struggle didn’t last beyond him latching onto her clitoris. He took his time, determined to teach her the pleasure to be found in his bed. His tongue found her entrance laving inward, parting the lips of her pussy, tasting the treasured tightness within. Beth’s head fell back onto the pillow, her back arched as she grabbed the rail at the head of his bed. Frantically, she tried to wrench away from him, the strength of her orgasm frightening. Razer held her firmly, his mouth latched onto her clitoris until her quivering stopped.
“I never knew I could come that hard,” she whimpered.
Razer removed another condom from the nightstand and with a hand on her waist, flipped her boneless body onto her stomach.
“Now the challenge is for you to make me come as hard.”
“So it’s a challenge?”
“Not much of one, I’m almost ready to come.” His hand forced her shoulder to the bed, which lifted her ass in the air. His sheathed cock slid inside her with a series of hard thrusts.
“You sore?”
“No”
“You will be, took it easy on you last time.” His hands on her hips had her pushing back against him hard. Loud slaps filled the air. Beth hands reached out to press again, grabbing the metal headboard to keep from banging her head against it. Beth’s thighs began to tremble from the force he was fucking her with.
“Razer... I don’t know if I can come again,” Beth pleaded.
“You’re going to come again harder than you did last time.” Beth did not know if she would be able to take it if she did. The force of his thrusts, the directions gradually rebuilt the fire inside of her body. He located the spot that sent her moaning, managing to find it each time he surged inside her. Her pussy began tightening, trying to hold onto his cock. Beth felt her climax building; she wasn’t able to do much more than let Razer throw her into blazing contractions of sensations that had her grabbing a pillow to quiet the screams tearing from her throat.
Beth’s orgasm had her thrusting back onto his cock, Razer barely managed to pin her down so that he could finish with a series of thrusts that prolonged the pleasure building in his cock, unable to draw it out longer, he buried himself deep, coming with a long groan.
“Woman, you take everything I have.”
“Razer, I think you’re the one trying to kill me.”