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His glans parts my wet folds, leading the way for his shaft, and all of his inches slide surprisingly easy inside my pussy. My inner walls strain against his thickness, his cock filling me up in such a way that I almost lose consciousness. I have no idea how my tight little pussy can survive a cock like Connor’s, but this isn’t the time for worry, no, I have to enjoy this while I can. Maybe this is one of these moments that only happen once in a lifetime and, if that’s the case, I don’t want to waste a fraction of a second.
“You’re so tight,” Connor tells me, slowly sliding his cock out of my pussy. Once only his glans is inside of me, he moves it in again. “I love it.” Tight? Sure, I might be tight, but I think that all women must seem like that to him… I mean, with a cock like this I think he’d have a hard time finding a “loose” woman.
“You’re the one who’s big…” I pant, feeling his thickness pulse inside of me as he thrusts. His movements are slow and precise, and I feel my heart melting and my mind boiling. This feels so good it’s hard to believe I’m not in a dream.
“Twelve inches, love,” he whispers, giving me one hard thrust that forces me to moan. “And they’re all yours,” he continues, thrusting hard once more. The tip of his cock goes deep inside of me, and my moan turns into a wild scream of coiled pleasure. Twelve inches? Oh. My. God. I never knew that twelve inches could mean this much pleasure.
“Mine…” I say, more to myself than to him, and start to rock my hips. My ass cheeks slap his thighs hard, our bodies moving in a crescendo as the electricity of pleasure pops and fizzles in my brain.
In a few thrusts, his body is moving at such a furious pace that I stop moving; I simply support myself with both hands on the wall, surrendering to the onslaught of pleasure he’s unleashing inside of my body. I already feel my muscles tensing up once more, ecstasy growling at me as it prepares to attack.
“Oh, God, oh God,” I repeat, my mind stretched thin as his thrusts grow vicious. Then, as he takes one hand around my waist and presses two fingers right above my clit, I finally explode. I open my mouth and scream, my vocal chords straining as the sound of ecstasy claws its way up my throat and bursts into existence. My tense muscles spasm and twitch, an avalanche of endorphins and adrenaline racing through my veins as my heart keeps on pumping blood at a dangerous pace. This… This is the best orgasm I have ever had in my entire life. No, I’m not exaggerating; I’m being as honest as anyone can be.
“More… I want more,” I tell Connor, pressing my forehead against the tiles in the wall as I try to catch my breath. I’m breathing so hard right now that it’s a wonder I haven’t collapsed yet.
“So do I,” he says, pulling his cock out of me in one single movement, and then forcing me to turn on my heels so that I’m facing. I open my eyes and smile, taking in his perfect naked figure as a blanket of steam embrace us both, the sound of the running water like a perfect melody. This is a perfect moment, I want to treasure it forever - I want it burned in my mind for all eternity.
Grinning, Connor presses his body against mine and places both his hands under my ass cheeks. Taking the hint, I jump into him with one cat-like movement and lace my legs on his lower back. With his hands on my ass, he lowers me over his cock and I can’t help but purse my lips as I feel its tip touching my folds once more.
“Yes, do it…” I plead him, pressing my forehead against his and closing my eyes. Slowly, he continues lowering me, his thick shaft pushing against my insides as it forces its way in. I place both my arms over his shoulders and slide my hands over his back, my fingernails clawing at his flesh as he starts to thrust. The movement of his body draws me into a trance, and it doesn’t take long for me to succumb to the siren song of desire and pleasure.
“Harder, harder,” I find myself saying, and his body picks up the pace at once. His thrusts grow furious, an almost uncontrollable violence to the way he moves, and I relish all of it. My insides are burning, and each time I feel his cock pulsing against my inner walls the thunder of pleasure roils inside my head. Christ, this pleasure… It’s almost surreal. Why didn’t anyone tell me that men like Connor existed? I deserve to know; everyone deserves to know.
“Don’t stop,” I urge him, fully knowing that there’s no need for me to tell him what to do. But I do it anyway, not wanting to take the risk. The ocean of pleasure is at my feet, and I want to ride this wave until the very end. “I’m going to—oh, God!” I moan as hard as I can, throwing my head back as my pussy tightens up around his cock like a vice. My fingernails dig deep into his flesh, and I hiss through my gritted teeth as if I’m in extreme pain, except, of course, what I’m feeling right now is the most intense kind of pleasure a woman can feel.
When the waves of pleasure start to recede, Connor’s still thrusting. Watching me come was the final straw for him; right now, I don’t think that anything in the world could make him stop, so I just urge him to carry on until the very end. “Come… Come inside of me,” I whisper, my honeyed voice making my words sound like a purr. I don’t need to say more; in an instant, a violent spasm takes over his cock and I feel his warm seed hitting me at once.
I moan softly as he cums, gushing his load inside of me for what seems like an eternity. Seriously, how is it possible for a man to cum this much? My pussy is brimming with semen, and I already feel it dripping down my thighs, the warm water washing it all away.
“Fuck…” he finally sighs, one last spasm going over his cock before he pulls it out from my pussy. I take my legs out from his back, carefully place my feet on the porcelain floor, and then he’s on me. He pins me against the wall with a sudden movement, and then he goes down to his knees, lifting one leg and placing it over his shoulder just like he did before. There’s still cum dripping out of my pussy, and he goes straight for it, opening his mouth wide and placing it between my thighs. I close my eyes and moan as he sucks on my folds, his tongue running up and down the length of my pussy as he scoops his own seed. I can barely believe this is actually happening.
“You drive me fucking crazy, you know?” he tells me, pulling back from my pussy and looking up at me. Before the running water washes it away, I see a few drops of cum hanging from his lips and I can’t help but smile at it.
“No…” I tell him. “You’re the one driving me crazy.”
I mean it. I really do.
112
Connor
I open my eyes and run one hand through my hair as I sit up on the bed. Fuck, what time is it? I loo
k at the bedside clock, the screen showing 2:07 pm in red. I can’t believe I didn’t wake up on fucking time and—fuck, I almost have a heart attack as someone fucking stirs under the sheets. Then, a tuft of blonde hair peeks from under the covers and Natalie’s smart eyes look into mine. Oh, right, that happened. Guess I’m not late after all, uh?
After our early morning adventure—a fucking vigorous cardio session, I’d say—I wrapped Natalie in a large cotton towel, dried her off, and then carried her into my bed. She was gone the moment her back hit the mattress; to be honest, so was I. It’s rare for it to happen, but after being with Natalie I was fucking exhausted; she really brought out the best in me.
Of course, that doesn’t stop my cock from twitching as she pulls the sheets down, showing just a glimpse of the curves of her breasts.
“Hello there,” I tell her with a smile, and her eyes seem to widen at the sound of my voice. She sits upright on the bed, clutching the sheets against her chest, and bites on her lower lip. Oh, fuck, I can already tell that she has never had a one-night stand before. I should have fucking known… The way her innocent eyes seemed to flicker whenever I looked at her gave it way. Ah, fuck it. I guess I have already gotten her off the straight and narrow path she was on, but what can I fucking do? It’s not my fault I’m fucking irresistible.
“The meeting,” she stammers, looking at me and biting her lip again, “we have work to do.”
“We have lots of work to do, love,” I tell her, reaching up for her and tucking a stray lock of hair over her ear. She trembles as I touch her, but that doesn’t fucking stop me from leaning into her and laying a kiss on the corner of her mouth. I grab at the sheets, pulling them down her body, but she grabs my wrist and stops me.
“That’s not the kind of work I’m talking about,” she tells me, a serious expression taking over her face.
“But it could be,” I shoot back, pulling the sheets down my body. Her eyes dart straight to my cock, which is already as hard as a fucking boulder, and her face turns red. Looking away, she jumps out of the bed and starts looking around for her clothes. Ah, well, fuck it. “Here, let me get you some clothes. Yours are all wet.” I get up from the bed, completely naked, and go straight for the wardrobe. I keep a stock of ladies clothes there—from dresses to underwear—and they have proved handy more than once. It seems that most women I bring here end up with their clothes being torn off of their eager bodies.
