Freya Has Her Way with Jack Winning Her Back chapter 15 by Hero_For_Hire

“Freya, you’re… great. But, we just met! I don’t think it’s—“ 

Jack was cut off by the sudden velocity of his body being pulled closer to Freya, until he was pressed against her lips. He tried to scream, to tell her to stop, but his face was completely sunken in her pillowy lips.

Freya continued to feel herself as she kissed the tiny man, introducing her tongue into the mix as her free hand travelled south…

Jack pushed against her mouth, desperate to free himself from the slimy appendage that found its way to his face. He grimaced as a thin coating of saliva rendered him completely soaked before finally being pulled out of the kiss. He took a deep breath of fresh air, coughing and spluttering in the grasp of Freya, who was too preoccupied in her own arousal to check in on her unwilling partner. 

With each circular rubbing motion against her pussy, she unleashed a torrent of warm, panting breaths upon Jack, whose only option was to endure the barrage of hot air, along with the rising scent of her musk below. 

“Oh, god…” Freya whispered, lost in ecstasy. She held her breast once again, this time with the hand Jack was occupying; pressing him against her nipple and rubbing him against her. “Yes… that’s it…”

Jack resisted again, but his movements were only adding to the stimulation against her hard nipple. Freya misinterpreted this as his submitting to the moment, and promoted him from ‘nipple stimulant’ to ‘dildo’. She pulled at the waistband of her panties and let Jack slide down her body. He saw where he was headed, and his only option was to brace for impact.

He disappeared into the depths below. Freya let her waistband snap back into place, the wet fabric holding him in place.

Jack liked to think he knew his way around a vagina. Certainly, he had received no complaints. But as he sunk deeper into the wet walls of Freya’s pussy, he felt only one thing: fear. The air around him was so thick with her scent that it was already hard to breathe, and soon he would be inside her with even less breathable air. He made one final attempt to thrust himself out, but this was only met with the quivering of Freya’s body around him, accompanied by a loud moan. He was only making his situation worse, and hers a thousand times better. 

All that was left to do was wait until she was done. He would remain as still as possible while she jerked herself off. He thought of his old life. He thought of Lydia. He thought of a time when everything was so small. 

Freya buried her face in a nearby pillow to let loose an unbridled scream of pleasure. She experienced an orgasm like no other, one that she could swear she felt through her entire nervous system. Every muscle in her body loosened and Jack came slipping out of her. She removed her panties and allowed him to fall limp onto her mattress. He was motionless, but still breathing.