He rocks his body against mine and lifts my dress up to my waist, pressing his cock between my ass cheeks. I can’t help but savor how perfect it feels to be so close to him, his length pressed tight against my skin.
We keep moving our bodies in unison, my heart thrashing inside my chest as I feel his eyes wander over my body’s eager curves. God, I want—no, I need to feel every single inch of his smooth skin on my body.
He lets his hungry hands slide under the collar of my dress and make a teasing descent toward my breasts. With his fingers going over the cup of my bra and hooking themselves under it, his fingertips trace the curve of my breasts and find the warm hardness of my swollen nipples.
I arch my back and gasp, surrendering to his touch. Hungry for him, a white pulsing heat inside my head, I close my eyes as he slides the shoulder straps of my dress down my arms. He places one hand on my lower back, his fingers resting over the dimples I have there.
He finds his way to the clasp of my bra and, with a turn of his fingers, unhooks it. As the straps tumble down my shoulders, the bra cups gently droop down my breasts, a faint tan line revealing itself around the soft and firm mounds. Guided by pure instinct I pull the bra out and throw it to the ground; he then makes me turn to him and guides his mouth to my chest, flicking his tongue at a tiny hard nipple and then lowering his mouth and sucking on it as he cups both breasts and squeezes them. God, the way he’s doing it makes me feel as if… Hell, there’s nothing I can compare what I’m feeling to! I love sex, yeah, but I never thought that foreplay could even be this good.
His fingertips make the climb back down from my breasts, hiking over my stomach and discovering the hemline of my dress. He goes under it and straight to my crotch, his touch settling on my inner thighs as I squirm anxiously. With only one finger he traces the tender lines of my groin before surrendering to impatience and pressing down the palm of his hand over my drenched thong, drawing a purred moan out of my lips.
He brushes the tip of his fingers over my thong, my heart kicking and punching at my rib cage. Just imagining how it will feel to have him pull the thong down my legs, I’m suddenly overwhelmed by the desire to have him tasting me with his mouth.
As if he can read my mind, he goes to his knees in a heartbeat; he takes his hands to my ankles and slides them up my legs, my mouth feeling dry as he touches the wet fabric of my thong with his fingertips once more. He leans into me, his lips gently kissing my knees, my inner thighs, my groin... Oh, I can’t take this teasing anymore. Lucky for me, he places his mouth over my thong and, breathing in, sucks hard, feeling my scent and flavor. I feel lightheaded and dizzy as he does it.
I can’t help but thrust my hips forward, pressing my pussy against his mouth, my eager wetness coating his hungry lips. Then, unable to wait one second more, he lifts my dress up to my waist and pushes my thong aside, just enough so that he can taste my folds with the tip of his tongue. He laps at me, flicking his tongue at my clit and circling it slowly; pressing his mouth there he starts sucking, pleasure completely in control of me.
He pulls back for just one second, enough time for him to pull the thong down my legs. Using one more second to breath in, I see him looking at me, his eyes wandering to the small triangle of trimmed hair between my legs. He dives into me then, burying his mouth in my pussy, devouring me carelessly as if he needs to do it to survive, two careful and gentle fingers brushing against my clit as I keep jerking my hips against his face.
There is no stopping him; even when I claw at his hair, moans breaking free of my mouth through gritted teeth, he doesn’t stop. He keeps going until I surrender to that sweet madness and start forcing his head down and my hips forward, making him eat me out in the most wild and delicious way there is. And I just love it, I love everything about it: how he wants to have his mouth on my pussy, to taste me, to draw aching moans out of my lips...
Parting my inner lips with his tongue, he slides one finger inside me, making my hips sway wildly. He takes his forearm and places it over my belly, holding me down against the wall as, with his mouth and fingers, he claims me. I thrust my pussy against his face, fighting against the hold he has on me. But he doesn’t let up - holding me in position, I come as he devours me.
I scream; it’s a-high pitched scream and, yet, almost musical and sweet. My mind is inundated with ravenous desire. He pulls back and looks at me, his mouth still coated by my wetness. Seeing him like that, eager eyes and breathing fast, my legs start shaking as if they’re not mine to command... It makes me completely mad with desire. It’s a strange thing to feel, at least for me, but it’s the truth.
I open my lazy eyelids and look at him. He smiles and, before I even realize what he’s doing, he goes up to his feet and forces me to turn on my heels, pinning me against the wall once more.
"I told you I was going to fuck you hard," he whispers against my ear, pushing the dress down my legs. He then grabs his cock and angles it down so that it fits right between my thighs, its tip against my wetness. “And I always keep my promises.”
I scream as he thrusts; his cock pushes my inner lips aside and his length pierces me in one single motion, straining against my tightness.
His hands are on my ass, squeezing my cheeks harshly, and that’s how he starts to thrust. Rocking his body against mine, I let the sound of his thighs slapping my ass lull me into a trance, one where only pleasure exists.
To feel his body on me, his eager breathing and the desire that makes his skin glisten... It’s absolutely perfect. I don’t think I’ve ever felt something quite like this. Outlaw or not, he sure knows how to use this huge cock of his.
Just like he promised, he fucks me hard, going back and forth in a flowing motion, his cock merciless against the tight embrace of my pussy. He slides out until only his tip is inside me, and then goes back in once more; I sway my body back and forth, trying to follow his rhythm as he buries his shaft deep inside me. And then we do it all over again. He fucks me like this until it becomes almost unbearable; my muscles are burning and even my bones seem to rattle anxiously against each other.
Grabbing my ass cheeks hard, his fingertips over the curve of my crack, he thrusts upward and I scream my way to climax once more. My whole body is trembling, as if a strong electric current is running through me and driving me to the edge of madness. Hell, I come so hard I don’t even know how I’m still alive.
Groaning, he pulls his cock out and smacks my ass hard. I gasp as I feel the heavy impact of his hand on my skin, and then he just does it again. And again, and again. I can already imagine the red mark of his fingers on my ass, and it just drives me completely crazy.
Without even thinking about what I’m doing, I turn on my heels and face him, an eager smile on my lips. “More,” I whisper, and then turn my back to him and walk straight to my small couch. I climb on top of it, going on all fours, and I don’t even need to tell him what I want.
With a grin on his face, he comes up to me immediately, climbing on the couch and kneeling behind me, both his hands on my waist. With a sudden movement, he hooks his fingers on my hips and guides his cock home; I feel his tip parting my folds and, in an instant, he’s already sliding inside me. I moan as he does it, my pussy tightening hard around his cock as he starts to thrust. He rocks his body against me, his cock going in and out of me at a patient pace; of course, he soon builds it up to an unstoppable frenzy. He goes as hard as he can, the sound of his thighs slapping once more filling the whole living room with its sweet symphony.
My moaning soon turns into full-blown screaming, but even then he doesn’t ease up. He keeps going hard, drops of sweat starting to form on my forehead. He lets one hand go around my waist and presses two fingers against my clit, rubbing it in fast hard circles with the tip o
f his middle finger. I don’t know how I’m even capable of doing it, but I start screaming even louder. I didn’t even know I was capable of screaming this loud, and I figure my neighbors didn’t know it as well. I guess now they do.
It doesn’t take long; before I know it, I’m pressing my ass back at him, my whole body trembling as I do it.
“Don’t… Don’t stop…” I beg, the words coming out of me filled with passionate delight. I didn’t even need to say it; he has no intention of stopping and robbing me of a mind-bending orgasm. “Oh my… GOD!”
With a final scream, my whole body tenses up at the same time as his. My pussy clenches and grips his cock with such strength that I just know he won’t be able to resist it. I grit my teeth as he keeps going hard… I’m screaming my mind out now; goodbye, vocal chords. As I climax, my pussy tightens even more, electric pleasure completely devastating me.
“I’m not done yet,” he whispers, leaning in so that his mouth is against my ear. Slowly, he slides his cock out of my pussy and goes up to his feet, pulling me up after him; before I can do anything about it, he picks me up with his strong arms. “Bedroom?” he asks me, and I just point down to a door at the far end of my living room. He walks there and, pushing the door open with the tip of his foot, carries me all the way to my bed. He drops me there, the soft mattress under my naked body, and then grabs me, making me go on all fours again.
“Your mouth is mine, your pussy is mine…” he says, kneeling on the bed behind me, each of his words sending a shiver down my spine. “And now I want your ass.”