A really perverse idea springs into your mind. You couldn't.
The statue is slippery enough, smooth enough... it's not like you couldn't, but... how would you ever get your dick in there? Impossible. The stone fabric is too difficult of a barrier to breach.
Unless... you did her from behind.
It seems like a great idea, actually. She's sexy, ideal. You're horny and uncomfortable.
You strafe around the statue and climb up it, using the wall for support, you lean into her, hands reaching down. Zzzip. You pull your jeans down and free your cock, lining the tip up with her entrance.
She's reallywet, you realize. Her thighs are damp, trickles running down her legs.
You push the tip in slowly. It's a tough fit, the stone is soft but abdicates to you. The tip breaches, and with it, another half of you enters her.
You push hard, burying yourself in her. The feeling is incredible. You seize the moment, shivering in pleasure as her stony walls constrict around you. She's so wet and cold, you have to start moving.
You slide out of her, shuddering. The next thrust makes a slick sound as you push deep into her again. You slide out and in, getting a rhythm going in a few seconds.
Your knees are buckling, legs quivering as you thrust into her like a mad dog. You reach around and cup the statue's breasts, feeling her erect nipples and massaging the soft skin. You lean into the statue completely, totally depending on it to hold you up.
There's a powerful burning sensation in you. The pressure of her insides, as well as the speed of your thrusting is too much. You can't hold it off any longer. You thrust and thrust again, then cum. Hot white pleasure breaks down your senses and you stand sputtering as you unleash a long spray of your cum into her. Your shrunken length slips out of her and you stumble away from the wall, falling on your ass.
In that moment, with your hands behind you, on the marble floor – you remember where you are. A school. Fuck. You idiot. What were you thinking? This kind of shit would get you kicked out of the university.
But you can't deny that wasn't the single greatest orgasm you ever hand in your life.
You stand awkwardly and arrange yourself, staring back at your handiwork. No cum has dripped from her snatch, but you can clearly see the watery arousal on the statue's legs. Hopefully that will dry soon. |