Moving steadily, I roll my lips down his long inches, only stopping when I feel the skin at the base of his cock. His cock is pressed tightly against the back of my throat, and that immediately reminds me of how it felt to suck Drake.
Thinking of my stepdad does it; I become completely insane. I bob my head back and forth, sucking on Sloane so hard that the sound of my lips sliding over his cock seem to fill the whole room. I’m sucking and stroking at the same time, and I’m doing it so fiercely that any other man would have already cum by now. But Sloane is more resilient than a truckload full of average man, and so he just tangles his fingers in my hair and, guiding my movements, urges me to go even faster.
My rhythm not fast enough for him, he forces me to stop all movement and then takes over. Moving his hips, he starts to thrust, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth so fast that I feel my brain boiling inside my skull. Pleasure laces my nerves, electrifying my muscles and releasing an ocean of maddening hormones.
“Oh fuck,” I exhale sharply as he moves back, his cock popping out of my mouth with a sudden wet sound.
“Your mouth is as good as I imagined it to be,” he confesses, looking down at me with a dazed smile.
“You have no idea,” I tell him, tilting my head and running my tongue down his shaft. I go all the way, only stopping when I feel his balls. Opening my mouth, I suck one in and roll it over my tongue, feeling its weight and warmness. I open my mouth even wider and, don’t ask me how I’m doing it, but I manage to take both his balls into me.
With my mouth completely filled, I use my tongue to lap at his balls for a few seconds and then I pop them out, taking a deep breath. I keep on stroking him all the way, the coming and going motion of my arm making my shoulder burn.
I’d keep on going all the way, stroking him until he came all over me, but thank God at least one of us is still thinking. “Enough of this,” Sloane breathes out, curling his fingers around my wrist and forcing me to stop. I look up at him with wide eyes, realizing what’s about to come: the main event.
I’m about to go up to my feet when he takes the lead and lowers himself, kneeling in front of me. He places his hands on my shoulders and pushes me back, forcing me to lie down on the floor. Before I can even react, he grabs me by the knees and spreads my legs, positioning himself between them.
Lying down on top of me, my hard nipples brushing against the tan skin on his chest, he grabs his cock and angles it down. He presses the tip of his mast against my folds, but instead of thrusting right away he just rubs it up and down, up and down, driving me completely insane.
With a moan of pure desperation, I lace my legs behind his back and reel him in; this time he doesn’t fight back. His cock pushes its way past my pussy lips, burying itself inside of me in one swift thrust, and my moan becomes a mighty scream of ecstasy.
Sloane doesn’t waste a single second; the moment all of his inches are inside of me, he slides his cock out and then starts to piston it into me. He fucks me fast, and he fucks me hard, finally unleashing all of his desire and letting that wild and beastly side of him take over.
“You’re so fucking tight, ‘sis,” he tells me, looking straight into my eyes as he rocks his hips with clockwork precision, his movements the movements of a god.
“Harder…” I just say, digging my fingernails into his back and closing my eyes. I can’t think straight right now; each times he drives his cock deep making my insides clench. “I’m going to… I’m going to… FUCK!” I shout my pussy tightens up around his cock, gripping it like a vice.
I scream my lungs out as I come, my voice clawing at my throat. Sloane keeps on fucking me through my orgasm, going even faster now that he feels my pussy trying to choke his shaft. His movements are vicious and relentless, and he doesn’t give a fuck if I’m coming or not, and that’s exactly the way I want it right now.
Still blanketed by my orgasm, I let my fingers trail down my stomach and then I start rubbing my clit, flicking my wrist and moving my fingers in fast wide circles. Pleasure builds up fast, and I feel the roil of climax somewhere inside of me.
“I’m gonna come, I’m gonna come,” I repeat over and over again, my insides burning up. My bladder feels like it has swollen to twice its size, and a sudden urge takes over me. Oh, fuck, what the hell’s happening?
An orgasm explodes on top of the last one, but this time I feel my pussy spasming in a way it has never done before. I keep on rubbing my clit frantically, warm juices shooting out of my pussy and coating his cock. Oh, God, am I squirting? I’m squirting! Now this is a first.
I throw my head back and, with my eyes closed, take a deep breath and let what happened sink in. I squirted, and hell, I thought only a few women could do that.
“Never happened before?” Sloane asks me, finally slowing down. When he stops thrusting all together, he just holds his position, his cock buried inside of me.
“Never,” I admit, looking into his eyes.
“I told you Drake had nothing on me,” he says, flashing me a grin, but I notice his cock twitching against my inner walls as Drake’s name escapes his lips.
“Well, you’re on equal footing right now,” I shoot back, not wanting his already big ego to grow out of proportion. Still, it’s the truth; even though Sloane fucked me until I squirted, Drake can match him thrust by thrust. Too bad I can’t take both of them.
“For fuck’s sake,” Sloane whispers, more to himself than to me, and then pulls his cock out of me. Moving fast, he grabs me by the hips and forces me to roll to the side. Lying down with my stomach against the floor, my back turned to me, I just sigh loudly in anticipation.
Sloane climbs on top of me and I jut my ass up by instinct, feeling his shaft between my ass cheeks. Grabbing his cock, he pushes it down until it’s over my pussy, and then he simply thrusts, stabbing me with his huge member.
I moan as he pierces me, a bonfire of lust devouring all rational thought inside of me. Sloane fucks me just like he did before, his movements fast and vicious, each thrust of his like an injection of pure ecstasy.
“So good,” I cry
out, pressing my forehead against the floor and gritting my teeth. He keeps on fucking me like this for God knows how long, and all I can say is that exhaustion is already looming on the horizon. I’ve came and squirted, and I know that the next orgasm is going to be the final one. My body and mind are giving up on me, but I know that I’m going out with a bang.
“Don’t stop,” I manage to say, hissing through my gritted teeth as he rams his cock into me. A wild scream bubbles up to my mouth as my muscles tense up and then relax at once, a sudden seizure taking over my body. I’m shaking and trembling, but I still manage to find enough strength to say a few words more. “Don’t -- don’t stop. I want you to cum,” I moan, each word I say making my heart skip a beat. “I want you to cum inside me,” I add, already imagining his warm thick cum filling me up to the brim.
“Fuck, I’m going to -- ugh,” he groans, and I feel a river of cum flooding my pussy at once. Just like I imagined, it fills me up to the brim easily, but it does it faster than I thought. His semen drips out of my pussy and pools on the floor between my thighs, and he reacts by taking his cock out of me, and kneeling.