Siryn Song update

Theresa lay down on the pillow, a smile lighting her freckled face, and looked down between her heaving breasts. Wade crouched between her thighs, his head down in her lap as he eagerly licked and lapped at the opening of her sex.

“Oooh, my darling!” she moaned, her head rolling from side to side. “That feels incredible!”

Wade’s tongue was making it clear that she hadn’t been eaten out in far too long; it sent shivers of delight rippling through her with every swipe it took over her mons. She could hardly control herself when Wade worked his way inside of her slit, his tongue cleaning her soft walls of the juices that had been flowing through her since she’d first walked in the room.

“Gahhh!” Theresa gasped. “More! I want more!”

Wade jammed his tongue as deep as he could get it into her pussy. Theresa felt his hot breath running all over her groin as, with his mouth wide open, he sucked at her gushing cunt, lapping up her juices. She reached back and grasped the headboard with both hands.

Her breasts jiggled with the orgasmic shudders racking her body. Wade was sucking on her clit now, drawing it into his mouth and whipping it with his tongue. Fire rippled through Theresa’s gorgeous body, battering her consciousness with pleasure until she thought she might come with each passing second.

“Eat me, Wade!” she mewled. “Eat my pussy, baby!”

Her knuckles whitened, her grip getting tighter and tighter as her ecstasy went on. It forced her to arch her back, lifting her breasts high into the air. Her nipples stood out, fat and stiff, tingling with desire. Her mouth fell open in an eternal effort to articulate what she was feeling, though she could only gasp for breath as she rolled her head from side to side, her crimson hair plastered to her cheeks and sweaty brow.

Wade was eating her pussy with more and more desperation, thrusting his tongue deep inside of her, then drawing it out over her clit. His every taste bud rubbed at the tiny button, tantalizing it, making Theresa writhe and twist and thrash around before leaving her wanting even more.

Wade slid his hands over her thighs, thrilling Theresa with each inch of skin he touched, while his mouth still feasted on the flood of cream coming from her seething cunt. He ran his hands lower, over the soft flesh of her inner thighs, and his fingertips touched the edges of her mound.

As he kept sucking at her swollen clitoris, he eased his forefingers inside of her. His fingers easily entered her wet, quivering folds and Wade pressed them in until his knuckles were up against her mons. Curling his fingers, he pleasured her sex while mouthing her clit, working it around between his lips and sending shockwaves through Theresa with the tip of his tongue.

Trembling, Theresa looked down. She gasped to see Wade’s face pushed between her quivering thighs. He nibbled on her clit, fucked her with his fingers, with firm, quick thrusts of his hand. Theresa felt herself flex around his touch and Wade grunted in response.

Theresa’s head dropped back down to the pillow. Her pussy was burning hotter and hotter—Wade’s tongue and fingers were filling her with sensation, making her need to feel that final release more and more. She was almost there, and the closer she got, the more she wanted it.

“Oh God, Wade—I’m gonna come!”

The words weren’t even out of her mouth when Theresa started to shake. Every muscle was not only rigid, but trembling with how hard it was clenched. For one long moment, with Theresa feeling the first convulsions of the incredible climax she was on the verge of, the feeling of fullness was so profound that she could barely stand it. And then she was coming, relaxing into sudden relief, even as the intensity of what she was feeling went stronger than ever. The release she felt was still so complete that she threw her head back and howled joyously.

Wade’s fingers twitched frantically, stroking inside of Theresa as he sucked and tongued her cunt. A splash of her warm cream shot out of her while she quaked with the intensity of her climax. Wade clamped his mouth tight to her slit and noisily drank from her the next time she squirted, his face shining with her arousal.

Theresa kept crying out, her shapely ass bucking up and down, forcing her pussy to the pleasure Wade’s mouth gave her. Her breasts quaked wildly on her chest, while her cunt throbbed spasmodically around Wade’s tongue, his fingers, feeling like the center of an earthquake.

After what seemed like forever, the convulsions subsided. Theresa sank back down onto the mattress, releasing her grip on the headboard. Her arms dropped down to her sides. The sheets were soaked with sweat and her cream was in a puddle between her thighs, too much for even Wade to entirely consume. Theresa felt a final trickle of her orgasm run from her exhausted, satiated pussy.

“God, Wade, you certainly aren’t going to let me forget you!” she enthused with a weary sigh. “That was amazing! I thought for sure—but it was wonderful. You’re wonderful.”

Wade raised his face up from between her thighs, then held himself up on his elbows. He licked his gleaming lips before giving Theresa a smile. “That’s what I keep saying. But it’s easy to go downtown when you taste the way you do. Who was your mommy, an ice cream sandwich?”

Theresa reached down to caress his cheek. “You gave me so much pleasure—and you still haven’t come yourself, have you?”

He shook his head. “Not yet. I wanted you to get this bed on its last legs before I finished it off, so it’s not my fault when we have to burn the sheets.”

Theresa had been thinking about it for a while—mulling it over in her head, wondering what it would really be like. Now it was finally going to happen. She raised her knees and planted her feet flatly on the mattress, making an inviting valley of her legs, a saddle of silken flesh for Wade to ride her.

“All right then. Come up here and fuck me. And let’s not worry about the sheets.”

She could hardly wait for him to start and Wade couldn’t wait either. He practically threw himself on top of her, lowering his massive cock down to touch her pinkly gleaming folds. He braced himself with his tip pressing into her, almost inside her.

“That’s it, Wade, let me have it!” Theresa moaned, her eyes bright with lust as she saw how his big, mushroom-shaped cockhead seemed to dwarf her neatly shaven slit. “I can’t wait to feel all that inside me!”

“And I can’t wait to come all inside you! In fact, I don’t know how long I’ll last. You might wanna call for a clean-up on Aisle 3, just so someone’s already coming. Besides me.”

“After how long you’ve been hectoring for me to crawl into bed with you? You’d better last at least long enough for me to come or you’re sleeping on the wet spot.”

“That’s okay, the women I sleep with tend to turn me into a wet spot,” Wade quipped. “In fact, if it weren’t for this mutant healing factor I borrowed from short, dark, and howlsome, there wouldn’t be all that much for you to feel inside you…”

“Wade?” Theresa interrupted. “Shut up and fuck me, ye daft man!”

She lay back, sighing contentedly, as Wade came forward. His muscular forearms skimmed the contours of her breasts as he arranged himself into her, then she felt him thrusting into her burning pussy, stretching the tender walls, sliding across her tingling clit as he went deeper and deeper. It was all that Theresa had wanted and more. She grabbed hold of his forearms, squeezing them as she lifted her legs in eager need.

“Fuck me, Wade!” she whispered. “Fuck me hard!”

Grunting, Wade thrust himself the way of the way into her, until his hipbones were kissing her spread thighs. She felt his balls throbbing against the tender skin between her buttocks. Closing her eyes, Theresa moaned softly, content to let Wade use her hot cunt in any way he wanted to.

Wade was smart enough to have learned his lesson. He’d rammed himself into her throat too hard for Theresa’s comfort, but now, despite the howling need in his shaft, the frenzy in his balls to be drained, he held back, stroking into Theresa with gentle care no matter how much he wanted to impale her cunt. With each plunge into her depths, he eased himself forward, circling his hips to deeply pleasure all of her luscious sex.

Theresa was in paradise. He was giving her the sweetest sex she could remember having. It was making her wonder why she had put Wade off for so long. Now her mistrust of him, her responsibilities as an X-Man, even her sense of decency—all of it seemed so unimportant when compared to how beautifully he was fucking her. Her only regret was how long she had wasted, not enjoying what he could do to her.

“Unnn!” Wade groaned out, stiffening up into a bundle of contorted muscles. “Terry, this plane’s coming in for a landing! Better… hhhh… have your tray tables up… and your seat in the upright position!”

He couldn’t hold back anymore. Now he was rapidly thrusting into her, jerking his hips back and forth to deliver his cock into her pussy as quickly as possible. Theresa gasped, the sudden frenzy pushing her towards climax as hurriedly as him. She looked into his malformed face, determined not to look away as she felt the ecstasy he was giving her.

Lifting her legs even higher, she wagged her hips, matching her motions to his strokes, and getting the reaction they both wanted. Wade spurted, hot cum flooding her pussy from his pumping cock. Theresa felt it cover the ravaged walls of her cunt, the simmering heat filling her body inside and out. Bringing her to a whole new level of decadent enjoyment.

Wade kept thrusting himself into her quivering pussy, fucking her for as long as he could. Theresa did her part, though she didn’t know if she was trying to help him get off or bring herself to completion. She grunted repeatedly, thrusting her hips against his, bracing herself against the headboard as Wade kept fucking her until his prick gave out.

“Hhrruun!” Wade groaned, the sound fading as Theresa’s clinging sex milked the final drops of cum from him. “Shit, Terry—“

He tumbled down beside her, gasping for breath. His prick was still bloated, standing tall, but it rapidly softened and shrank as Wade lay there motionless. Slowly he caught his breath after the exertion of their mind-blowing sex.

Theresa gently wiped some of the sweat from his forehead. “I didn’t know it would be like that.”

“There’s a reason they call me the Merc with the Mouth,” Wade said, closing his eyes and trying to rest. “It’s because I work as a mercenary and I talk a lot, but it can apply to oral sex too.”

He knew she was going to want him to perform again—if she could put up with the mug his mutant healing factor had given him, she deserved the lack of a refractory period that went with it—and he wanted to be cool and ready when she asked for more.

Wade couldn’t quite believe the sudden change in Terry. Sometimes it seemed like she couldn’t stand him, but now she couldn’t get enough of him. A part of him wondered why she’d changed her stance, but he was also wondering what he could get away with now that he’d shown her he knew his way around a set of lady parts. It would definitely be a change of pace for her to want sex with him as often as he wanted it with her, now that she knew how good it could be.

“Baby, I am loving your character development,” he said.

“I don’t mind thanking you for it,” she said, her eyes flashing. She stroked her long red hair back behind her forehead, then crawled over to his cock. “All used up or what?”

“Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes, are calling out to be cleaned…”