“We can do this over, and over, and over again,” I groan. “Nothing to stop us this time.” And fucking her rhythmically with easy rolls of my pelvis, I lower my lips to her nipple and suck gently.
“Oh god!” she cries, scratching at my back as I fuck her harder. “Yes!” And keeping one hand on her tit, pinching her nipple, I close my mouth over hers, while stifling the sounds of her orgasm. I feel her cunt spasming furiously on my cock and it brings me close again. Because this is what Carrie does to me. In the past, I’ve only been able to orgasm once per session. But with the beautiful brunette, they keep rolling on and on like a never-ending fantasy come true.
And as Carrie cries out with ecstasy, her eyes rolling back in her head, I fuck her harder and harder, watching as her giant tits sway with the motion. It pushes me over the edge. I pin her down and slide my cock in once more, hard, and my male juice bursts then.
“Fuck!” is my agonized cry. “Fuck fuck fuck!” Because this is how it was meant to be. Me and my girl, joined together as my I ejaculate into that fertile channel. It could have gone wrong in so many ways and yet everything has worked out perfectly. I have my woman, and I’ll never let her go … because Carrie is the one for me, just like I’m the one for her.
Epilogue
Carrie
“Oh god, yes!” I scream, not even bothering to stifle my moans in the silk pillowcases. We have nothing to hide anymore.
“Tell me what you want,” groans Conor from behind me, his huge cock sliding in and out of my hole, rubbing what I now know for sure is my G-spot. Since I discovered that, I’ve been even more insatiable than before. We moved into city together after the summer. I’m back at college, and spend every weekend with him at his penthouse, fucking.
I’m on my hands and knees on his bed, clutching at the silk sheets as he takes me from behind. It’s become my favorite position.
“Tell me what you want, Carrie,” he rasps again. “Tell me, baby.”
I stifle another scream before mewling.
“What you did this summer with my ass,” is my desperate reply. And hearing him chuckle with a deep, satisfied rumble, he starts pressing a finger into my ass as he continues fucking me.
“No,” I say huskily, my eyes swinging back to look at him over my slim shoulder. “With your cock this time.” I blush red but my cunt gushes even more, juices running down my thighs. I’ve been wanting to try this ever since he did that to my forbidden hole with his fingers. It had been amazing and I haven’t stopped fantasizing about what comes next.
“Are you sure?” he whispers, and I hear the lustful note in his voice.
“Yes. Fuck me in the ass, Conor,” I whisper, and he groans behind me as I feel his cock pull out of my cunt with a deep sucking sound.
“I thought you’d never ask,” he growls, and slowly, he eases himself into the tightness of my ass. The sensation is so strange and wonderful, stretching me in ways I never thought possible.
“Oh god!” I gasp.
“Carrie, it’s too tight. I won’t last long!” he groans, moving in and out of my bottom while playing with my clit.
“Me neither,” I gasp, and I feel my pussy contracting already, the juices gushing down my thighs. “Keep going!” And the orgasm I can feel building up is like nothing I ever felt before, even with all the incredible stuff Conor has done to me recently. His cock so tightly up my anus is causing a orgasm to build deep inside me, and as I edge closer, I feel my pussy contract without anything in it, desperate for satisfaction.
“Carrie, I’m gonna cum, I’m sorry,” he groans, fucking me harder and harder in the ass, the pressure of his fingers on my clit increasing.
“Yes! YES!” I scream, almost surprised, and my pussy then contracts in the most intense orgasm I’ve ever felt, I squirt a stream of juice out of my clenching cunt, just like that woman on the coffee table that first time in the sex club.
“Oh my god, sweetheart,” responds Conor, and I feel his cock contract and pulse as he pumps himself into my anus, coming hard himself. “Oh shit.”
Shortly after, we fall down on the bed laughing, giddy and spent from our own pleasures.
“Who knew you were such a dirty girl?” Conor growls while pulling me into his arms.
“It’s because of you that I’m dirty!” I giggle shyly.
“I’ll take that,” he grunts, heaving my soft curves so that they’re pressed against his chest. “Fuck baby, you’re a squirter and we only discovered it now. That’s some true life porn shit.”