I can’t speak; I can only nod as my pleasure mounts considerably. I reach for his arms but my hands slide off his slick skin, so I thread them back into his hair and tug.
“Pull harder.” He groans loudly.
“Colossal.” The walls of my pussy quiver wildly as I tug the thick strands of his hair with my fingers. His eyes gleam at my praise, his pupils dilate at the tiny stabs of pain as I pull on his hair.
Angling his hips, the swipes of wiry hair arrowing from his belly button to his crotch against my super sensitive nub is intense. Lifting my legs, I press my heels against the arm of the couch giving me leverage to buck up and scrape against my erect clit, needing the extra sensations and pressure. My body, dripping with sweat and cream, allows his driving cock to slide easier and easier. His cock stabs faster and faster, only enhancing the rhythmic slap of his balls against my ass.
“Massive.” His cock massages me deep, deeper than any other man has ever been able to before. “Oh, God.”
“Come on. Come on. Come on.” I beg. I plead.
“Give it to me, Meggie.”
I cry out as he slams deep, biting down on my nipple and pinching my clit hard. My cry sharp, loud, frenzied as I explode taking his cock prisoner in my convulsing pussy.
I feel his impossibly thick cock pound into me over and over as soft grunts escape my lips. Again, he begins building up that same delicious pressure in my core.
“A few more seconds.” My eyes are squeezed shut in concentration.
“You gonna come again?” I hear the satisfaction in his voice.
“If you can keep this up,” I say dazedly.
“You got it, babe.”
I pry open my eyelids enough to see his head thrown back, the tendons in his neck thick, his bottom lip between his teeth, and the sexiest look of concentration on his face.
Reaching down between our bodies thick with sweat, I rub my clit in fast circles feeling my climax building.
“Oh, yeah.”
I look up and he’s watching me touch my own body. “You look so hot,” he says through clenched teeth.
That’s all I need. My pussy throbs in deep spasms and he pumps two more times, he throws his head back with a roar. Pumping hot spurts of come into the condom, I milk him with the tiny muscles in my body.
I’m not sure how long we have been lying here, but it becomes unbearably hot and uncomfortable as our sweat continues to mingle.
Standing up he gets rid of the condom and stuffs his cock back into his pants before zipping them back up.
“Why don’t you take a shower while I get this air going?”
I lift my hands so he can help pull me into a sitting position.
“Sounds good.”
“Then maybe we can reminisce over dinner?”
A smile brightens my face as I gather up my clothes and race up the stairs.
