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I keep moving until my heart seems ready to give out but, instead of stopping, I simple change what I’m doing: I raise my knees from the couch and replace them with my feet. Now squatting over his cock, I start lowering myself and jumping up, fucking him at that same furious speed. My arms are resting over his shoulders, and our eyes are locked - there’s a fire rising where our gaze meets and, the more we look into one another, the more I realize I’ve never met a man quite like him. And I’m not just talking about the sex… No, it’s something else. Something I can’t quite put my finger on.
“Tired, babe?” He grins as I slow down my pace, my legs refusing to continue that insane rhythm. “I’ll take over,” he says and, grabbing my by the hips, pushes me to the side and lays me down on the couch. He follows after me, pressing his body down on top of mine, all this without even taking his cock out. I’m breathing so hard my lungs seem like they are about to explode, but I still want more - I lace my legs around his lower back and kick him gently with my heels, urging him to fuck me.
“You ask, you get,” he whispers, more to himself than to me, and then starts to thrust. Remember when I told you that he was going fast? That was nothing compared to how he’s fucking me right now. I didn’t even know that a human being could move like this.
“Oh, fuck,” I hiss, closing my eyes as the pleasure that rages through my veins inundates my mind. I’m almost afraid of coming - I can already feel that it’s going to be unlike anything I have ever experienced before. “Fuck me… Hard… Hard…” I mumble, the words coming out of my mouth in a torrent. He keeps his maddening rhythm until I’m about to snap, and then he somehow manages to go even harder. That does it.
“OH GOD! FUCK!” I shout, my voice so loud that my eardreams feel its sting. My body is like a broken spring, one that was coiled in such a way under harsh pressure that its only way out was to snap. My hands move over the muscles in his back as I claw at him, my fingernails like knives on his skin. I don’t even know what I’m doing, to be honest - all I know is that bright lights are going behind my shut eyelids, ecstasy inundating my mind with the fury of a tidal wave. It crashes into me and I let myself be dragged by it to the depths of pleasure, where I don’t care if I drown. After feeling something like this, it’s hard to care about anything.
And you want to know the best part? He still hasn’t stopped. That’s right, while I’m coming my brains out, Austin is still thrusting at the violent rhythm. I come down from my orgasm, but I still urge him to go on - he’s close, I can tell by the way his cock seem to pulse and twitch inside of me.
“Cum, Austin,” I whisper, my voice coming out of my mouth honeyed and sweet, “cum for me. I want you to cum inside of me…” I don’t know if he was already on the verge, or if my voice did the trick -
but he finally cums. His cock spasms violently against my inner walls, and I wince as I feel his thickness becoming even harder. A warmness hits me all of a sudden, and he starts filling me up with his seed. I lay back as he cums, his eyes closed as pleasure takes over his body, but he seems to be cumming like a geyser - his cock is gushing a never ending torrent inside of me. I feel it dripping out of my pussy and down my inner thighs, his juices pooling on the leather couch under me. No wonder his balls are almost the size of tennis balls - they have to be. I mean, look at how much is cumming!
When he’s finally done, he opens his eyes and looks at me. Breathing in deeply, he leans in and lays his lips on mine, kissing me softly.
“Fuck, this was amazing,” he whispers, gently pulling out from me and sitting up on the couch. I nod, sitting up next to him as his seeds runs out from my pussy. Wanting to leave him with a lasting memory,
I do something I don’t think any woman did with him: I run two fingers over my pussy, scooping up a few strands of his warm seed, and take them up to my mouth. Always looking into his eyes, I slide the two cum-coated fingers inside my mouth and lick them dry, popping them out of my mouth with a wet sound.
I go back down to my pussy, using the same two fingers to scoop some more cum, but this time I bring them up to his face. I brush them over his lips and he grins at me, knowing what’s on my mind. The moment he parts his lips, I push my fingers inside his mouth and a shiver goes up my spine as I feel him sucking on them, taking his own cum into his mouth.
“I guess I can still learn a thing or two from you,” he tells me, that easy tone on his voice.
“You have no idea,” I tell him, and I mean it. Somehow, I don’t think this is going to be the last time we’re together. No, this was too good for that too happen. Our paths have crossed and they won’t veer off from one another any time soon. For better or worse.
More Sluts 2/27/2016
The next stop on the slut bus is fucking your prof!
Thank you for everyone who dropped suggestions for Python! I'm incorporating them today so I should be reaching back out to you!
Till then I'm thanking you by including a Freebie below from my homegirl KB Winters as well as expanding the Drippy contest! Next vibe announced March 3!
Mona Cox has new book out ;)
God, I love Mona. I mean I love what she represents, you know? When we were all free and single and happy and fun and didn't have a worry in the world? I mean we were usually broke girls right? But we worked the extra couple hours to buy that dress to wear to the party that night. Hoping that the guy we were going to shake our ass for would be taking that same dress off later on that night.
Somewhere along the way life happens. And it happens worse for women than men. We work because we want to be self-supporting. But we also have kids. And people expect women to take care of kids almost all the time - even if they fucking work.
I'm sorry, a man can't cook fucking soup? Or cut some damn apples? Or do groceries>? Gimme a fucking break tell me guys can't do that.
Now, if my guy is a alpha male billionaire that's making $500 million a year and we're living on the top of One57 where he fucks me with his giant cock and makes me cum, I can absolutely be his lil' domestic slave and cook and clean and suck his cock and take care of his kids. Because I know that in the evening he'll be done providing for me and he'll shower me with money and cum and the money will stick to my sweaty breasts and he'll fuck me real good and pull outta my pussy and shove his cock in my mouth and I'll swallow both our juices. Yummy.
But if he's like alpha male billionaire, or outlaw, or whatever, and if he's just someone who's working the same as me - or what if he's not working and I AM WORKING??
Then homeboy best start getting the oven mitts and cookbooks out if he ever wants to taste my pussy again.
Thank God I'm not married yet or have kids but I think I'm going to put this on my eHarmony profile. Wonder if I'll get any hits.
So the moral of the story? Mona Cox has a new book! Check it out with the blurb!
Love!
Alexis
Python 2/28/2017
