Seven Groomsmen from Hell (Love by Numbers 6)

“Your fucking body,” I hissed at her. “I know it can handle me.”

“But can yours handle me?” she retorted and it made my dick twitch with anticipation. “I dare you to try.”

That wasn’t a dare I needed to receive multiple times. I rolled her over until she was on her knees, and then I laid on my back and slid myself in between those beautiful, thick thighs. Her pussy hung above my face, dripping with excitement, and I was elated for the opportunity to give it everything it was begging for. I stuck out my tongue and flicked it against her hole and then traced the opening up to her clit. I sucked it until it engorged and then flipped it around with the top of my tongue.

“Ah, fuck,” she moaned.

I licked back down to her hole, and poked my tongue inside, and sucked, tasting her juices. She was my new favorite liquor. I’d take it on the rocks or straight up, as long as I could have it. I released her pussy and slid further back until her pert mounds were dangling in my face. I took her nipple into my mouth and sucked while using my hand to poke into her entrance and finger her. She wiggled her hips against my hand and let out loud moans that I was sure the people in the next hotel over could hear. I attended myself to each of her nipples, and worked my way through one, two, and eventually three fingers in her tight pussy. I opened her up as much as I could so that she was good and ready to receive my dick. Soon, she threw her head back and her hips started to shudder as she drenched my hand in her ejaculate. She cried out with pleasure as she came all over me.

She shuddered until she came down off her high, and then she slid herself backwards. “I have to have you,” Khloe begged. “Please fuck me.”

How could I deny such a wonderful request? I used my hand to position my cock at Khloe’s entrance and then ceded control as she slowly took me in. Even for having fingered her, her pussy suctioned onto my dick, grinding against it with an impossible head. She continued to move further and further until I was completely encapsulated inside of her.

“Oh my god,” she sang. Her eyes rolled back in her head.

I slapped her ass hard. “Fuck that pussy is tight.”

She started to ride me slowly, picking her hips up and dropping them down. The cool air outside her pussy would touch my dick and then she’d take me back into her warmth, sending pleasure rippling across my body. I had her ass clenched in my hands and was reveling in the feeling of her fucking herself on my hard member.

“You like that dick?” I asked.

Khloe nodded. “It’s so good.”

I slapped her ass again. “You like fucking that dick?”

“Ah!” Khloe yelped in response to the slap. “I love fucking your big dick!”

Her pace picked up as we spoke dirty to one another, and I realized that Khloe DuBois was a true freak. The different items on the scorecard danced through my head; with her behaving the way she was, we’d have no trouble ticking the boxes there. I held onto her tightly and rolled around, flipping her so that she was under me. I anchored her as far onto her back as she would go, getting her ass up in the air, and then I started to piledrive into her, sending my dick deep into her stomach.

“Fuck!” Khloe yelled. Her hand whipped up to my head and snatched my hair into a tight fist. In any other situation it would have hurt, but it was carnal, and it turned me on. “Fuck me with that dick.”

“Fucking take it,” I said to her.

I slammed into her with reckless abandon, filling the room around us with lewd squirts and squelches as our fluids mixed together. Her pussy felt like a vacuum sucking me in, and my legs started to shake.

“I’m gonna fucking cum in that pussy,” I said.

“Yeah, fill me up,” she said. “Fill up that fucking pussy.”

I grunted and groaned and a few moments later, I was emptying into her, my dick searing with heat and oversensitivity as I thrusted myself through my orgasm. When I was done, I dropped down and rested my head against her soft bosom. Her fingers loosened against my hair and rubbed my head gently. My eyelids felt ten tons heavier within a few seconds, and I only just barely managed to pull myself out and roll Khloe back over so that it was she resting on top of me. I opened my mouth to say something to her, but the sound of her rhythmic breathing found me first. Part of me wanted to be proud of the fact that she fell asleep instantly, but I knew I wasn’t far behind her. I reached over to the side table, clicked off the light, and a few seconds later, I was asleep as well.