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From the outside of my briefs, she cautiously fingers the small ring of metal attached to my dick, her eyes wide. Clearly, she’s not sure what to think about this unexpected loop of metal, just yet.
“It’s gonna make you come harder than you did in the garage,” I say, smiling. “Only with my cock inside you.” My smile turns naughty. “The holy grail.”
“Can I see it?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
I peel off my briefs and reveal myself in all my glory, and to my relief, Amy looks like she’s peeking straight into heaven . . . albeit through a peephole. She’s obviously beyond excited. But, still, not ready to barrel through the wide-open door to the left.
“Is that a Prince Albert?” she asks, tentatively touching my piercing.
“No, that would be here.” I bring her fingers to my tip, which is now slick with pre-cum. “Like I said, this type of piercing never goes inside you.”
Amy grips my length and slides her palm up and down, her chest rising and falling with excitement. “I’m excited. I’m all yours.”
I let out a shaky breath. “I’m gonna make you feel incredible, baby.”
“I know you will. I trust you.”
“Your only job here is to relax and receive—I want you to react with complete honesty. No worrying about doing it right. And no trying to put on a show for me. Don’t fake a single moan. Do you understand?”
Amy nods, though I doubt she fully grasps what I’m saying to her. No worries, though. She’ll understand soon enough.
Quaking with anticipation, I remove Amy’s hand from my cock and crawl on top of her. As my tip teases her clit, I kiss her deeply for a long moment. And when our kisses become feral and desperate, when I’m positive she’s dying for me to penetrate her, to pound her, I place her thighs onto my shoulders, finger my target to ensure she’s wide open and ready for me, and push myself inside her, as far as I can go, until I’m balls deep and her body has relaxed and molded to mine.
When I know she’s adjusted to my body’s invasion of hers and is ready for a good, hard fucking, I raise her arms above her head and begin rocking, slowly, in and out, feeling enraptured by every sublime sensation. Every breath we take. In and out, as our bodies find their rhythm together. As my tip bangs against her farthest reaches. I’m in fucking heaven.
It doesn’t take long for Amy to lose herself completely. As I begin fucking her, hard, Amy lets go. She moans loudly. Grips my shoulders and chest. Runs her hands across the planes and grooves of my pecs. My shoulders. My biceps.
Every nerve ending in my body, but especially my cock, feels electrified in this moment by tiny spasms of pleasure. I haven’t had sex without a condom since Kiera and I’d forgotten how much better it feels. How much more natural and right. Although I can’t imagine this rightness I’m feeling with Amy is solely attributable to the absence of a condom. If I’m being honest with myself—which is something I’ve tried hard not to do in relation to Amy this past week—I’ve never felt this level of rightness while fucking anyone in my life, whether there’s been a condom between us or not.
I take a deep breath to steady myself, to banish that realization from my head. And when I know I’ve regained control of myself, at least for now, I pick up the pace of my movements. I begin rocking in a way designed to make that little hoop of metal hit Amy’s bull’s-eye, at a steady, rhythmic pace, bound and determined to push her to the bitter edge of release on a bullet train.
With a loud moan, Amy grabs my bare ass as I fuck her and digs her nails into me, making me growl at the delicious pain, which, in turn, only makes Amy lose her mind even more. I lean into her ear and tell her she’s hot as fuck and feels like heaven. I tell her she feels so good, I’ll fantasize about fucking her for the rest of my life. Maybe I shouldn’t have said that last thing, come to think of it. That was probably stupid. But oh well, it was true. Regardless, the comment has had its desired effect.
As the words leave my mouth, Amy arches her back and screams my name before coming so hard underneath me, she not only bursts into tears again—she damn-near bursts into flames. Once again, like in my garage, I feel Amy’s innermost muscles squeezing and clenching, ferociously. Only this time, I get to feel that sublime sensation—the bliss of her orgasm—against my cock. It feels so good, so fucking heavenly, my eyes roll back into my head as I continue riding her through it.
