“Oh, I’m gonna fuck you!” he assures me.
“Oh God!” I yell, my orgasm ready to rattle me. There’s no more fighting it, I can feel it taking over. My legs are already trembling; my belly feels the flutters of a million butterflies. I’m ready to submit to the pleasure.
“Don’t you cum yet!” he orders, again reading my mind, or maybe this time actually reading my body.
“Carter! I can’t stop it!” I cry, my climax just strokes away from takeoff.
“You better fucking hold it, Ashley!” He growls and I squeeze down, trying to fight back the explosion although it seems impossible.
My senses are just too much, too strong as he shoves his massive cock into my tight ass. I try to focus on what’s going on outside of the limo to push off my orgasm. We’re downtown now, and the streets are packed, as everyone moves about without a clue as to what’s happening just feet away from them.
Passengers in the cars beside us just go about their day, looking at their phones and some even glancing in our direction. But none of them can see us; we’re invisible to everyone, lost in our own pleasure and the reality of the secrecy just turns me on. It’s just Carter and I, the rest of the world doesn’t even exist.
“Hold it!” Carter yells, and I decide it best to focus on driving him to orgasm, rather than fighting mine off. I know he’s delaying my climax so that we can cum together.
Reaching back between my legs, I grasp beneath his surging member until I reach his balls. Taking them both between my fingers, I squeeze gently. The juices from my pussy have dripped, mixing with my saliva to creating a slimy mess, but it makes his balls slippery and sexy.
“Oh, fuck! Ashley!” Carter groans loudly.
God, I love hearing his sounds of pleasure. Every moan and groan he emits only pushes me further toward my climax. Knowing I can drive him to losing control just turns me on so much. The man that can’t lose control is ready to let loose in the back of my limo. What could be sexier than that? Nothing, I’ll tell you.
“Keep doing that,” he growls and I massage his balls with my hand as he pumps into my ass.
Our bodies are working together like two well-oiled machines, drenched in sweat from such a long build up, but I’m determined not to cum without him, despite how desperate my body is for release. I want to give Carter whatever he wants, and if cumming in unison is what he wants, that's exactly what he’ll get.
“You want to cum for me, baby. I can feel it,” I say over my shoulder. He grips my hips tighter, slamming into my ass so aggressively I cry out in pain. The best kind of pain.
“You want me to fuck you hard,” he rocks into me.
“I want you to fuck me until I cum, baby. And you’re gonna explode in this tight ass,” I arch my back, giving him the sexiest view.
“Fuck, you’ve got a tight ass, Ashley. You’re damn right I’m cumming in you,” he growls, our eyes locked on each other as he continues his onslaught, not breaking the rhythm.
“Ooh, yes! Baby, you feel so good,” I moan, my orgasm back at its peak, ready to climax.
“You fucking feel amazing,” Carter groans.
Together we keep up our pace, rocking and colliding, building and teasing each other. The driver continues to tour around the city, and onlookers keep peering in for a glance at the celebrity inside. It’s the most erotic and sexy experience I’ve ever had. In some ways I don’t want it to end, and even though I’m looking forward to the explosion, I’m a bit worried about my climax. I’m scared at how hard I’ll cum after such a long build up. My first climax was all I could take, and now I was surging toward an even greater ending.
“Okay, baby. I’m almost there,” Carter announces, and my body lights up knowing I’m only seconds from the overflow of pleasure.
Squeezing his balls tightly, I feel them draw up, ready for his release, but he keeps surging, his balls slapping against my pussy lips. He’s balls deep in my ass and it feels incredible. My pussy is clenching, desperate for friction, or pressure, or anything!
“When I say, I want to feel you cum,” Carter says, reaching around to slide two fingers in my pussy. I melt, my head drooping down to the seat in utter joy.
He feels too good to bear. It’s all so overwhelming that he could be this good, this commanding, and still be a virgin. His hips rock like a seasoned pro. Those fingers curl inside me like he has a map to my g-spot. And that tongue of his is beyond masterful. He’s the most experienced and talented virgin I’ve ever met. Honestly, his cock is too big to keep to himself. He should be forced to share this gift with women, but only this woman.
“Are you ready?” Carter asks and I moan my agreement, but that doesn’t seem to be enough for him.
“Are you ready?” He repeats himself, and again I moan, my mind unable to process complete sentences or even thoughts at the moment.
“Tell me,” he growls, raising his hand before dropping i
t on my ass again. The sting sending shudders down my spine.
“Yes! Fucking yes!” I scream, bucking again.
“Good,” he growls, pulling me into him as his cock begins to twitch. I can feel him losing control, hear it in his voice as his growls turn to moans, almost squeals of delight.