It only took adding my finger to the mix as I went after her clit with my teeth and tongue while driving that finger inside her. She arched her back and pushed her pussy harder against my mouth as her hands came down to grip my hair. “That’s right, baby, cum on my tongue, cum for me, sweetheart.” She cried out as her pussy gave it up and flooded my mouth with her taste.
I licked and lapped at her sex while it twitched and flowed until my cock had enough and threatened to revolt if he didn’t get inside his new home soon. When I made my way up her body again, she was biting into her lip hard to keep the sounds of pleasure from escaping, and I licked the spot to ease the sting as I pushed my cock between her tight folds and entered her tightness. “Oh damn, so good, so fucking good.”
Having never been a talker in bed, I’m amazed at how much she pulls out of me. It’s like I can’t hold back the words even if I wanted to. And those eyes, those eyes that look at me as if they can see right through me, the love and adoration I felt as I moved inside her, was mind-blowing.
I held her face between my hands as I rode her high and hard, going deep with each thrust until her pussy was stretched to the max around my rod. I could feel her pussy beating like a heart around my cock as she strained to take all of me. ‘You’re so fucking tight, baby.”
Her moves, I like the way she moves under me, the way she lifts her hips each time I fuck into her. It gave me an idea. I want to see her over me, want to watch her body move while she’s in control. Her eyes flashed with surprise when I flipped us over, and I could tell from the look on her face that she’d never done this before.
Of course not, the assholes who’d taken her were all about control, why would they ever let a woman be in the dominant position? No, don’t think about them now, don’t mar what you share with those thoughts.
I blocked them out of my mind as I grabbed her hips and showed her how to move. She caught on quick, and soon I was the one left to look on in wonder as she took over. It was a thing of beauty, the way she moved, from her hair which she flipped over one shoulder, the way she leaned her head to the side as she rocked her body back and forth and side to side, all the while with my cock buried to the hilt in her belly.
I held her ass in my hands when she grew tired used it to pull her on and off my cock. And then I started pounding. As soon as I felt her tighten, in that place where my cock was riding against the entrance to her womb, I knew she was ready to orgasm. She grunted and wailed while I gritted my teeth hard against the onslaught of sensations that ran rife throughout my body.
On the last upward thrust, I broke through the barrier of her cervix and into her womb. I was in complete and utter awe at the sight of her, and though my eyes wanted to close in complete pleasure, I held them open by sheer will and was glad for it because of the sight she made.
She threw her head back hard, mouth agape without sound as she slammed her pussy down hard, taking more of me. I started shooting off inside her and the scream she’d been holding back rent the air when she was triggered by my seed flooding her womb. I pulled her down and covered her lips with mine as her body jerked and her pussy did amazing things to my cock.
I gripped her hair, making a ponytail with my fist as I fucked the last of my seed into her. She passed out cold and flopped down onto my chest while I fought to catch my breath. Fucking amazing. I fell asleep with her on my chest and turned sometime later to put her on her side beside me, my cock still lodged deep inside her.
I woke up with a start the next morning, thinking it was a dream until I turned my head and saw her beautiful face next to me on the pillow next to mine. Her scent, her pussy juice drying on my cock, the whole thing came together like a ball of fire in my chest, and the longer I watched her, the deeper I fell.
It’s weird how emotions work, how they transfer from one situation to another. I got the same feeling watching her as I did when I watched my nieces and nephews when they were newborns. That same overwhelming urge to protect, to coddle, and to never let any harm come to them hit me square in the gut, only this time, the fear of failure was on a whole other level and came from a different place.