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Paradoxical Chauvinism

Copyright© 2018 by Armera Llsehi

Chapter 1

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 1 - There are some things that shouldn't be messed with. Sometimes the outcome comes with good results and sometimes not. But what are "good" results? Regardless, maybe some things aren't to be messed with.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/ft   NonConsensual   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Fiction   Crime   Workplace   Science Fiction   Paranormal   Anal Sex   Bestiality   Double Penetration   Oral Sex   Body Modification   Violence  

The room is dark and quiet, only the soft white noise of the ceiling fan is audible. Mio wakes with a gasp. She sits up and looks around. Malcolm is sprawled out on the bed beside her, completely naked and asleep. Her dream had been so real, so intense, so arousing, but it was quickly fading from her memory. It was about sex. Her erect nipples and wet pussy are evidence of that. She remembers the passion, the feeling of being touched all over, caressed and kissed and penetrated. It was just like how she and Malcolm used to have sex. Before they started having boring, run of the mill sex.

She reclines on the bed and places her hand between her legs, then looks over at Malcolm. She will fuck him, but right now she wants satisfaction. She puts one hand on her breast, slowly dragging her fingers over the round shape. She softly squeezes the firm flesh. A bit of her dream flashes into her memory, the feeling of Malcom’s hands and mouth covering her breasts, and then it gone. Mio’s fingers pinch her nipple. It feels like a marble, hard and round, but with a slight rougher texture. She brings her other hand from between her legs and puts it on her other breast, repeating her actions. These fingers are wet and slippery, giving a slightly different sensation as her swollen nipple popped out from between her thumb and forefinger as she applies pressure.

The desire to have something between her legs is irresistible. Mio slides her hand down her body until it rests on the top of her mound. Her fingers creep toward her wet slit very slowly. She likes to taunt herself. She likes to enjoy the anticipation of what will happen next. It is something she misses Malcom doing.

As the peaceful embrace of sleep slips away, Malcolm becomes aware of what is happening with his girlfriend. He hears the sound that woke him, Mio moaning quietly. He smiles and slowly turns his head. It is too dark to see her very well, so he relies on his sense of hearing to discover what she is doing. He knows things have been rocky and their sex life has turned down a bad road. He also knows that Mio has to have been pleasuring herself, because the passion they once had is gone and for them lately it has been, as the saying does: wham bam, thank you ma’am experience.

His attention is brought back to the present when he hears the soft, wet sound of Mio sliding a finger in and out of her dripping wet pussy. Malcolm feels his cock become erect so fast he thinks it might crack like a whip. He remains perfectly still, struggling to keep his breathing slow and steady. He does not want to do anything to interrupt her. An ache spreads down the length of his throbbing erection and the desire to begin stroking his cock is almost unbearable, but he somehow manages to remain motionless. Masturbation has become a big part of his life again. There are times like last night where they have their mediocre sex, but it’s few and far between.

Mio’s breathing becomes rapid and shallow. The sound emanating from between her legs increases in tempo and volume. A loud sigh followed by a quiet whimper announces the arrival of her orgasm, and the noise slowly tapers off.

Mio suddenly has the feeling she is being watched.

“Malcolm?” she whispers softly.

“Yes,” he answers in an equally hushed tone.

“How long have you been awake?” she asks.

“Long enough to enjoy the show,” he replies.

A long silence follows between them. Mio is still wet and still very horny. Malcolm is still very hard and throbbing.

Thoughts of what they should say to each other, or even do, flash through both their heads. Malcolm finally breaks the silence first.

“What has happened to us, Mio?” he asks, looking over at his girlfriend.

Mio blows out an impatient breath, ready to unleash it all on him, but at the last moment she catches herself. Instead, she says, “It’s this job.”

“What about it?” he asks, though he has a pretty good idea what she means.

“You work incredibly long fucking hours,” she begins. “Sometimes you’re gone for days.”

“I know, I know,” he says, rolling to his side. He reaches up and cups her face, before gently stroking her cheek. “Once I get this project done the money will start rolling in and I won’t have to work nearly half as much.”

“When?” she asks, swatting his hand away. “When, Malcolm?”

“Soon,” he whispers, smiling.

“How soon?” she asks, wanting to smile. “I tired of what has become of us.”

“This week,” he answers. “This week I either solve it or I quit. I’ll find someplace else to work at.”

“You’d do that?” she questions, feeling quite uncertain about it.

“For you, Mio,” he says, cupping her cheek again. “I’ll do anything to keep you and make you happy.”

“You’ll say anything,” she mutters, resisting the urge to slap his hand away again.

“This is more than words,” he counters. “Let me show you I can fulfill a promise. If I can you have to agree to marry me.”

The words hit her like a slap in the face—and not in a bad way either. But they are so sudden and so unexpected. They have been together for six years and never once has Malcolm ever mention the words marriage to her.

“Done,” she says, her lips finally breaking into a smile.

“Yes?” he asks.

“Yes,” she answers.

Malcolm slides closer and kisses Mio. The kiss is lingering and full of the passion that has been missing even from their kisses.

Mio breaks the kiss first and pushes back on Malcolm. “Seems someone is excited.” He nods. “Lay on your stomach then.”

When Malcolm rolls over, she straddles his legs and begins to run her hands along his body. He lies still as Mio presses her breasts against him. She starts just above his hips and applying just enough pressure to make her swollen nipples dig into his skin. Malcom moans as he feels her slither up his back until her breasts are just below his shoulder blades. He can feel her warm breath on the back of his neck.

“I am so fucking horny,” Mio whispers as she runs her tongue along the edge of Malcolm’s ear. “I’ve been so fucking horny for so long.”

Malcolm moans in response. He can feel her pressing her pussy against his hip bone. It feels hot and wet. His cock aches to be inside her, but he isn’t about to interrupt the exquisite teasing she is delivering. Mio lifts her breasts off his body and starts over, this time sucking on his earlobe.

“Do you want to fuck me with your big, hard cock?” Mio asks.

“Yessss,” he hisses.

She hasn’t been this playful or teasing in so long.

“But not quite yet, I want to have a bit more fun with you,” she teases more.

Extremely playful and especially teasing.

Mio raises her upper body slightly, so that her nipples just barely touched Malcolm’s skin and begins to grind her pussy against his hip. It is just enough movement to make her breasts sway back and forth. The combination of her nipples rubbing on this back, and her clit rubbing on his ass, stokes the ashes of her faded climax. She realizes she can probably get off like this, but she will probably be too tired to enjoy Malcolm’s cock if she does. Mio decides a bit more teasing will suffice.

“I am so wet right now,” she whispers in Malcolm’s ear.

“Oh baby, I want you so much right now it hurts,” Malcolm replies, feeling like his balls are about to explode. He hasn’t been this excited for her in far too long.

Mio continues her taunting, “I want to ride your cock until I come ... oh, oh, ah!” Mio punctuates the end of her sentence by rubbing her hot box against Malcolm’s ass. “I want to feel you come inside me ... oh, yes!”

Malcolm feels trapped. He likes what Mio is doing. The feeling of her nipples and clit lightly rubbing against him is sweet torture. What makes it especially intense is her voice. The guttural moans make it sound like she is approaching her own climax.

“Turn over, I want to fuck you,” Mio says, raising herself up enough to allow him to move. Once he has turned over, she lowers herself so that her wet folds are pressed against his rigid shaft. She grinds her cunt against his erection, feeling every contour of his veined shaft. She lets out a squeal when the ridge of his cockhead rubs against her clit.

“You like?” she asks.

Malcolm moans and nods in response. “It’s better than it ever has been.”

“I bet you will like this more then,” Mio says, wrapping her hand around his shaft to guide it between her folds. “Tell me,” she whispers. “Which one of these is better?”

She sinks down onto his cock until it is fully sheathed inside her. She begins to rock her hips back and forth, grinding her clit against him. She then pins his wrists to the bed as she squeezes his cock, amplifying the sensation of fullness. Mio knows that she can easily bring them both to orgasm in a matter of minutes, but she is rather enjoying being a tease too much to stop now.

“Or is this better?” she asks as she raises herself off his cock and begins bouncing up and down.

She limits the depth of penetration so that only the head of his cock slips past her folds and into her cunt, but she does it repeatedly. Each time she lowers her body, Mio feels her lips stretch over the smooth head of his cock. The moment she senses the ridge slip past her lips, she stops for a moment and then reverses her movement.

“So which do you like more?” Mio asks.

“They are both fantastic, but two will certainly make me cum faster,” Malcolm replies honestly.

Mio smiles and continues, “Then how about three...”

Malcolm watches as Mio leans back until she is resting on her arms. He can see her glistening folds warp around his rigid shaft. Only about an inch of his cock remains inside her. When she begins to rock her hips back and forth he can see the head appear briefly then get enveloped by her pussy. Almost instantly he feels his climax building.

“Or...” she purrs as she sits straight up. Mio holds still for a moment, savoring both the feeling of Malcolm’s cock penetrating her and the look of pure lust in his eyes. She places one hand between her legs, running her fingers over her folds and on to her clit. The shape of her pussy is noticeably different with Malcolm’s cock splitting her lips apart. She puts her other hand on her breast, first caressing it then draws her fingers across the skin until she is pinching the nipple.

Mio is careful not to touch Malcolm’s throbbing erection. She can see by the look on his face that he is close to orgasm, and she is not even close to being done with him. His gaze jumps back and forth from her breasts to her pussy.

“Malcolm, my eyes are up here,” she quips.

Even though she is clearly putting on a show for his benefit, Malcolm feels a bit guilty when Mio calls him on it. He finds the sight of his cock penetrating her delicate flesh extremely arousing, but watching her play with her breasts and pussy is also a turn on. Even though she is no longer riding up and down on his erection, Malcolm feels control of his climax slipping away. Looking into her eyes does nothing to help him regain control.

“Answer the question Malcolm, which one?” Mio demands.

The last,” Malcolm answers through gritted teeth. “But it’s really close.”

If the question had been about which would make him climax faster the answer would have been the previous. The increased friction caused by Mio leaning combined with the sight of his cock sliding in and out of her is overwhelming. But the question is which he likes more, and he likes watching Mio masturbate while he is inside her.

“Well I’m not quite ready for that,” Mio says off-handedly, once again engulfing him completely.

Malcolm is relieved that she has stopped bouncing up and down on him. Being buried inside her feels good, but not so good that he is about to lose control. Mio’s breasts sway back and forth inches out of his reach. She moans loudly as she grinds her body against his, riding his cock. He looks up and notices that she has her eyes closed, she seems focused on what she is doing, what she is feeling. The idea that Mio is just using him to get off arouses Malcolm. He begins to thrust against her, trying to drive his cock even deeper into her.

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