Chapter 267: Robin on the grass (2)
After kissing for a few moments, she pulled back and said, "Fuck me, Jack. Fuck me with your massive cock. Fill me with your soul bond."
He lowered her to the ground and laid her on her back on the grass next to the waterfall pool.
As they kissed, she ran her hands across his back, then reached between them to caress his cock.
Soon she was thrusting her hips up and rubbing herself against him.
"Hmm mmm nnn," she refused to release his lips, but also tried speaking into his mouth.
Her thrusting hips told him everything he needed to know about what she wanted, so he lowered his hips.
She reached down with shaking hands and guided him into her already wet and eager hole.
"Yes, Jack! Yes!" she cried as he entered her.
She planted her heels into the back of his legs and thrust her hips up into his, driving him ball deep into her with one thrust.
"Oh. God. Jack. You’re. so. Big. Fuck. This. Feels. So. Good. I’ve. Wanted. You. For. So. Long."
With each word she spoke, she thrust her hips up, driving him into her.
Her desperate desire and energetic thrusting thrilled him. All his girls had their own unique quirks, and Robin was no exception. She was lying on her back, yet she was also doing all the work, fucking herself on his cock without him needing to move at all.
While supporting himself with one hand, he reached out with the other and squeezed one of her breasts.
"Oh. Fuck. Yes." she said, punctuating each word with a thrust.
When he pinched one of her nipples between thumb and finger, she cried out, "Yes! HARDER!"
He obliged and pinched her nipple harder while also twisting it and pulling it away from her body.
"YES! OH. FUCK!" she cried, each word punctuated with an even more forceful thrust.
He still wasn’t using the amount of force Naoko liked, so he increased the pressure even more while paying close attention to her face. She started wincing, so he backed off a bit.
Having figured out what level of force she liked, he alternated between her two breasts, squeezing, pinching and pulling on her nipples.
When her breathing grew erratic, he drove his hips down, pinning her to the ground, then hooked his arms under her legs, pulling them up so he could pin her knees next to her shoulders.
With her legs over his shoulders, he began driving into her as hard and fast as he could manage.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"YES! YES! HARDER!" she cried as her hands clutched at his back.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
"OH, GOD. I’M COMMING!" she cried.
And he felt her walls clenching around his shaft.
He drove into her two more times, then his balls erupted and he unleashed a torrent of seed inside her.
"OH FUCK, JACK, I FEEL IT." she cried as his seed splashed against the entrance to her womb.
With each pulse of his balls, he thrust his hips into her trying to drive his cock even deeper into her.
When their mutual waves of pleasure subsided, he released her legs and lowered himself down and kissed her.
"More, Jack. I want more," she moaned into his mouth.
Curious to learn what her soul wanted, he sent her a soul bond request.
[Soul Bond Accepted: Robin Ashford]
She accepted his soul bond request immediately.
When he pulled her soul closer to him to give her a soul hug, her soul responded enthusiastically and reached out to hug him in return.
But when he started establishing her mind gate, he sensed some fear from her, and her soul resisted. It was only after he switched to forming the gate first, or vault door in her case, that her fear subsided and her soul accepted the mental link.
He also sensed that, despite the fact that she enjoyed being fucked hard, she had zero interest in body domination. In fact, he could sense strong resistance to the idea in her soul.
He assumed that from her point of view, being fucked hard wasn’t an expression of domination, but instead just an expression of passion.
Once their soul bond was complete, he activated her parallel self because her physical self was still at her grandfather’s Krav Maga academy.
She clung to him while saying, "Oh, Jack. This is so much more than they described. It’s like I’m wrapped in a blanked, a blanked of you. Like you’re hugging me, surrounding me, inside me, and yet not smothering me. I... I think I’d rather die than lose this feeling."
She hugged him tightly while rubbing her face on his chest and neck.
"God, Jack. I wish I’d had this two years ago. I would have never..."
He nibbled her ear. "Have a few past relationships you regret?"
She nodded.
"Don’t. Just treat them as learning experiences. The past is in the past. You’re with me now, so the past doesn’t matter."
"It doesn’t bother you that I..."
"No. Like I said. You’re mine now, so the past doesn’t matter."
"Yours?"
"Yes, you’re mine now. Your soul is bound to mine for all eternity. If you die before we solve immortality, your soul will still remain with me."
"But what happens if you die?" she asked.
"I’m not certain, but I think I’m sort of already immortal. I think my soul, and this soul space, will remain even if my physical body is destroyed. So even if I die before you, you’ll still be mine."
"Um, okay. Wow. I hadn’t really thought about it that way."
She caressed his back, then asked, "So, um, you’ll talk to my grandparents? About soul bonding? They’re the only family I have, and I’d hate to lose them."
"Yes, I’ll talk to your grandparents. Just, um, be prepared for the possibility that they refuse, or worse, that we discover they are not who you thought they were."
"What?! What do you mean, not who we thought they were?"