Without a moment’s hesitation, Connor goes back to licking and sucking, and I follow his lead. I open my mouth as wide as I can and take his whole cock into my mouth, only stopping when I have my lips firmly pressed against the skin at its root. Then, bobbing my head up and down, I try and match the rhythm with which he’s sucking on me. It’s harder done than said, though; I lose control with each passing second, another explosion of pleasure already looming on the horizon, and it’s almost impossible to keep my movements steady. Not that it matters, anyway. Sex isn’t about being steady.
Rubbing my pussy against his face, I ride his mouth until I simply can’t do it a second longer. Popping his cock out of my mouth, I grit my teeth and hiss through them, my body tensing up as I feel the first punch of an orgasm.
Sitting up on his face, I then let all that pleasure overtake me. I grab my breasts as I come, grinning to myself as I imagine my creamy fluids dripping down Connor’s chin. Ah, who knew that sitting on a man’s face could be this good? Maybe it’s because I’m doing it with a holy man in a holy place, but hell it feels amazing.
"Now I want the main course," I order him as I roll to the side, sitting on the floor and opening my legs so that I’m offering him a nice view of my aching pussy.
"You and my cock," he tells me, going up to his knees in a hurry, his chin glistening from my juices, just like I imagined. Grabbing his cock firmly, he then closes in on me and pushes me down on the floor, forcing me to lie there.
Slapping his cock against my pussy, he then presses his body against mine, my breasts mashed against his chest. I lace his neck with one arm, pulling him into me, and open my mouth to kiss him.
As soon as our lips connect, Connor doesn’t waste a second, he simply thrusts, doing it as hard as he can. His thickness pushes my inner walls back as it struggles to go all the way in, and I almost stop breathing as I feel the tip of his cock bumping against that hidden spot of pleasure inside of me.
"I’m going to miss this cock," I tell him, pulling back from our kiss and looking into his eyes.
"Then I better give you something to remember," he replies, softly thrusting and never taking his eyes off mine.
"Give me something I can dream of," I whisper, keeping eye contact as I feel his cock sliding in and out of me." Give me something I can think of whenever I’m alone…"
"I’ll give you more than that," he replies gently, kissing me with a kind of tenderness that makes my heart melt. Then, faithful to his words, he starts rocking his hips against mine at a growing tempo, his heavy balls slapping against my pussy each time he goes in.
Before I know it, he’s ravaging me so hard that I can barely feel anything. It’s as if my brain has vanished from inside my skull. Even my nerve endings seem to have disappeared from my body… Of course, this only happens for a couple of seconds; the moment I regain my capacity to feel, the pleasure hits me so fiercely that I almost burst from the inside out. Throwing my head back, I bump it against the floor and let out one mighty scream. My voice is so violent and furious that I don’t even sound like a woman anymore; no, I must sound like a banshee, one straight out of those mythological stories.
"Do you want more?" he teases me, slowing down again, but the glint in his eyes tells me that he already knows the answer to that question.
"Of course," I purr. I haven’t even finished replying when he slides his cock out of me. Grabbing my hips, he forces me to turn around on the floor, and then he lies on top of me, his strong pectorals against my back. Driven by instinct, I jut my ass back at him and he reacts accordingly, placing his cock between my inner thighs and pressing its tip against my inner lips.
The moment he has an angle, he doesn’t hesitate; he thrusts once more, pistoning into me in such a way that I can’t help but unleash another vicious scream. And, Jesus, he’s thrusting so hard that I can’t stop. Even though my throat feels raw and spent, screams and moans keep bubbling up to my lips, cascading out of my mouth in a vengeful fury.
Slapping his thighs against my ass cheeks, his balls doing the same with my pussy, Connor starts ravaging me again. I press my forehead against the floor as he does it, enduring the sweet pain of his cock inside me. And when I say pain, what I really want to say is pleasure; it’s funny how these two tend to blend during sex, isn’t it?
"Harder… I want it harder…" I beg of him, struggling to get the words out. My voice is now so spent that I can only manage a whisper, but it’s enough for him. With his hands on my ass, he thrusts so wildly that I have to place my hands on the floor to stop myself from moving forward. Gritting my teeth, I let my eyes roll in their orbits as I feel that sweet pressure building inside me: there’s a ball of electric fire growing and growing in the pit of my stomach, my lungs seem to be working to the extent of their power, and even my brain is overheating.
"OH FUCK!" I shout, one of my hands darting out and going straight to his ass. Grabbing one of his ass cheeks, I force him to stand still, his cock buried deep inside my pussy as a seizure of pleasure takes over me. Every single muscle in my body seems to be twitching right now, and I’ve lost all control of my body. I’m like a puppet whose strings have been cut, and if you think that’s not a good comparison… Well, that’s just because you can’t see the state I’m in.
"That was amazing," I sigh as he slides his cock out of me. Pushing my hands against the floor, I realize that I’m completely covered in sweat, so much that my body has been imprinted on the floor. Running one hand through my sweat-soaked hair, I turn to Connor and crawl toward him. Once more, I place my hands on his chest and push him down to the floor.
Moving like a predatory feline, I climb on top of him and grab his cock. There’s nothing subtle or gentle about what I do next, but it’s not like it matters. I just raise my hips, angle my pussy, and then lower myself over his cock as hard as I can, impaling myself on his huge member. I do it so viciously that I wouldn’t be surprised if his cock simply broke me in half, a rift going from my pussy to my forehead. Thankfully, that doesn’t happen, and so I’m free to start riding him as hard as I possibly can.
Swaying my hips back and forth, I then stop and jump up and down his cock. I keep going like that for what seems like an eternity, going from riding his cock to si
mply jumping up and down over it. I feel thick beads of sweat dripping down my head, and their saltiness stings my eyes.
"You’re the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met," Connor groans, stroking my face with the palm of his hand gently. I’m so surprised by the suddenness of his words that I slow down, my movements becoming kind and tender.
Still, I don’t stop moving; I keep on doing it until my inner walls close in around his cock, that pressure inside me becoming almost unbearable. This time I don’t even moan or scream, I just bend over and collapse on top of Connor’s chest, lying my head over his pectorals as the hundredth orgasm of the day consumes me whole.
"More... " I groan against his chest, pushing myself up to a sitting position.
"Are you sure?" he laughs tenderly, running one hand through my hair. "You seem pretty wasted."
"I’m never too wasted for this," I grin back at him, taking his cock out of my pussy. Instead of changing positions, though, I keep straddling him… I just reorient his cock to where I want it to be.
Pursing my lips the moment I feel the tip of his thick cock against my asshole, I then start pushing myself down. As his inches slide inside of me, slowly, I take deep breaths to endure the pain that’s shooting up my spine. As pleasurable as it is to have him inside my ass, it’s not an easy task; you can take that to the bank.
Still, the moment I have his whole cock inside of my ass, it feels as if I’m on Cloud 9. Right now, I’m in Heaven. Moving my hips carefully, I allow his cock to slide in and out of my ass, and I do it until I feel that my insides have grown accustomed to his size. Then I up the ante, jumping up and down over his cock and allowing him to stretch me wide.
"Fuck," he groans, his teeth gritted as he looks up at me. There’s an expression of pure bliss on his face, and that’s only normal; after all, if he enjoys my tight mouth and pussy, how could he not enjoy something even tighter?