Lady Jane and the Crystal Cock

February 5, 2014 Erotica 0 Comments

Jane and Martin walked naked along the moonlit crystal ridge, both of them astonished to see the glittering terrain littered with diamonds—some smooth like river stones, and others sharp and splintery, like shattered glass. Martin searched among a pile of small crystals, roughly the size of pea gravel, while Jane strolled along a nearby crystal wall, where larger crystals—the size of Martin’s fist—shone in the starlight.

Jane was naked except for Martin’s magic cloak, which was suspended from a clasp at her neck and trailed behind her like a cape as she walked. Her bouncy golden curls shifted in the evening breeze, swinging against her breasts when she moved. Martin turned away from his pile of crystals, watching his beloved with ravenous eyes. Suddenly, Jane gasped and bent downward, rising with an enormous, smooth diamond clutched in her hand.

“What have you found?” Martin asked. He walked toward her to place his jewels in the pockets of the cloak, and saw that she held an elongated crystal, polished smooth over centuries by the wind and the rain. Jane held it with two hands, stroking one hand up and down its narrow shaft: the strange crystal looked like a perfect sculpture of a penis, very similar in size and shape to Martin’s own manhood. The high moonlight gave the rod a peculiar luminescence, drawing Martin’s gaze irresistibly along its shaft.

“It’s a gift from the Diamond Mountain,” Jane purred, placing the head of the crystal cock into her mouth, slurping her tongue around its head suggestively while raising her eyebrows at Martin.

Martin smirked as he watched—through the smooth, clear crystal, he could see Jane’s tongue and throat magnified. The crystal cock seemed to direct the moonlight into Jane’s mouth, allowing him to perceive the redness of her lusty tongue.

Overcome with desire, he snatched the cock from her hands and pushed her face-first toward the shimmering crystal wall. Jane braced herself against the mountainside, already whimpering with anticipation. Martin used the crystal phallus to stroke Jane’s vulva from behind, and she stuck her ass out toward him, grinding her pussy along the cool crystal shaft. His breathing became husky and shallow as he grasped his cock. stroking it with his free hand while he watched Jane work herself against the hard crystal.

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“I’m ready,” Jane moaned. After only a minute of grinding, her pussy was so wet that juice had run down the crystal cock and begun collecting on Martin’s hand. She shook her golden hair to one side, exposing her pale back to the moonlight as she looked back into his eyes. Her teeth dug urgently into her lower lip, and her brow was furrowed with need.

Martin pushed the crystal cock into Jane’s pussy, thrusting it upward so she was forced to press herself against the wall for support. He handled the crystal cock rather roughly, his senses overcome by the smell of Jane’s arousal and the fantastic sight of the luminescent crystal shaft disappearing into her soft pink folds.

Jane seemed to enjoy the crystal cock—indeed, she threw her hips back toward him, pushing against the wall to leverage the crystal shaft deeper and deeper into her cunt. Martin’s cock was throbbing now, however, and his free hand was a poor substitute for Jane. He gave the crystal a last, firm thrust up Jane’s cunt, then withdrew it with a delicious sloppy sucking sound, pulling Jane backward with him into a sitting position on the dark crystalline ground. Jane faced away from him and sat on his cock, letting him shove it into her asshole, whose opening was lubricated with the pussy juice that had gushed when he removed the crystal cock. Martin handed the crystal dildo to Jane, then forced her into a squatting position, pinning her thighs against her chest with his arms, holding her up like a bundle and lifting her up and down on his cock.

Jane spasmed with delight, loving the feeling of helplessness as Martin shifted her up and down and squeezed her tight. Her hair fell over his face, her curls swinging and flying as he fucked her. He bounced her on his cock, watching her legs twitching as her tight sphincter stroked his hardness. In ecstasy, he pressed his mouth to her neck while working his cock deeper into her ass.

As Martin’s arms grew tired, Jane shifted her legs out of his grip, and thrust the crystal cock into her cunt, still squirming her ass around on his erection as she pulled the hard crystal into her vagina, angling its smooth head upward toward her g-spot with every thrust.

Martin came before she did, his piston firing into her, sending quivering shots of cum up into her slippery asshole as she continued to ram her cunt with the crystal, throwing her head back and screaming savagely into the night with each successive thrust.

When he was spent, he lifted her off of his penis, and turned to care for her, diving down over her belly to suck and kiss her clit while she continued cramming the crystal in and out. He slurped against her vulva, suctioning his lips against her puffy inner labia and pressing his tongue back and forth in hard strokes. Her legs began shaking with the pleasure of his attention, and her hands slackened on the crystal rod. Martin took it from her, working it urgently into her twat in time with his working tongue, driving her onward into a pleasure so intense that she gripped fistfuls of his hair and lost control, her legs dancing madly as her pussy released a fountain of clear fluid, her cum pressurizing and launching the crystal dildo like a bullet. The crystal cock shot against the wall where it fractured into many smaller pieces, each of them sharp and glistening.

Martin kissed Jane’s belly sweetly, resting his head against her abdomen and massaging her cunt softly as he watched her orgasm course through her. Her cunt was burning hot beneath his fingers, and he pressed his cheek against her vulva just to savor the heat. Finally, he slid his sweaty body up beside hers, and she curled against his chest, spreading the cloak over both of their bodies and listening to his gentle breathing.

“I’ll have to grow another cock,” Martin said jestingly, “If I aim to satisfy you after tonight.”

“We’ll call upon your friend the witch,” Jane said. “While she’s at it, she can give me another pair of tits.”

“Mmm,” Martin agreed jokingly, a wide smile on his face. “Two new tits on your back, perhaps, and another vagina between them.”

They both laughed, kissing deeply and tussling playfully under the cloak.

“Although,” Martin hedged, “knowing the witch, she’d likely screw things up, giving me the tits and you the cock.”

“I could work with that,” Jane said. She bit Martin’s lip, then sucked his tongue into her mouth, stroking his ear and running her fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. “We’d be the talk of the town!”