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God, I want him. I want all of him. I want to be closer to him, and I want to take him inside me. I need this. I need more. All of him. I want him to feel good. I want to feel him inside me…feel good that he’s inside me.
My legs are spread wide apart, and Alden’s looking at me in the most intimate of ways, but it’s all good. I’m totally fine with that, actually. My heart might be racing like a mother, and I might be about to pass out from the anticipation of another earth-shattering, mind-altering, crazy fucking climax, but I’m good over here.
Said climax nearly happens when Alden pushes inside me. He does it in one long stroke, and I’m so wet that taking his huge, thick length isn’t a problem at all. It does make me feel a little sore, but it’s an erotic, shivery, tingly kind of sore that you get from knowing you’re…uh, okay. I shouldn’t say full. I can’t say full. That’s too dirty, even in my mind. Nope, not full. Right. It feels just. Right. Perfectly. Right. Achingly. Right.
It’s not just my pussy doing the aching, either. There might be little twinges happening in my chest too.
Alden closes his eyes, and when he pumps his hips, my eyes shutter automatically too. It feels good, just that brief flex of his hips. I want to grind against him, but grinding is hard right now. Also, there’s no condom between us, so I can feel everything. Every. Phenomenal. Detail. And it’s bone-shatteringly good. I can feel my muscles stretching, clamping around him. I can also feel the spasms in my abs as I try and clench down on him because I’m trying not to come at the first pump.
He pumps again, though, and I feel like maybe I’m good to go now. Perhaps it’s okay to come on the second pump. My hips swivel and rock even though I’m on my back with my legs in the air, and doing that is kind of crazy hard. I’m more athletic than I thought, apparently.
Alden grunts, I whimper, and he pumps again. A little harder. A little deeper. My breath starts coming fast, and his breath starts getting ragged.
“God, you look gorgeous from this angle.” I have him seared into my brain, so I can say that while my eyes are closed. “You feel sublime at that angle.”
He grunts. And it sounds adorably embarrassed.
“Am I too wet?”
“No, trust me. You are just right.”
“Your cock is just right.”
“Uh, thank you.”
“It feels really good. I might come soon.”
His hand squeezes my thigh in response. “If you keep talking like that, it might be over before you come.”
“Well, that would be alright.”
“Would it?”
I jerk my hips at the same time as Alden drives in deeper. I can really feel my muscles clenching around him now. With every thrust, I clench around him, bearing down, gasping out words that aren’t really words in a language that might be an alien tongue. Alden starts slamming into me suddenly, gripping my hips as he drives in and out. I know he’s close, but he’s trying to make it so that I get there first.
Which isn’t hard.
Because he has a monstrously-sized wonder cock of all wonders, and my lady cave was done from the second I stripped those boxers and saw it in all its naked glory. I can’t do much except grab the covers and the edge of the mattress and hang on. Tightly.
“Oh my god,” I pant as my walls do a wall clench to end all clenches, and then the pleasure washes over me in a crazy swell that only gets hotter and harder with every thrust.
People call it a release, but this feels more like I’m in the throes of pleasure. I can’t control it or contain it, and I wouldn’t want to, but I also can’t make it stop. I don’t want to; I’m just saying. It’s so hard and wild, the waves coming sharper and sharper, washing over me, that I’m crashing and burning out and doing all that stuff, and it just feels so incredibly good. It’s a good kind of crashing, burning out, and hardcore spinning out of control, big time.
Alden says nothing, but his hips jerk wildly in time to my own wild jerking and the probably not-so-attractive thrashing that I’m doing here. He does make a noise when he seats himself deep inside me and comes. I feel him coming, the hot spurts taking me by surprise, but only because it’s so hot. So hot literally and so hot figuratively. He strains against me, breathing raggedly, his muscles shaking, and his knees hitting the edge of the mattress over and over again while he comes.
Some people might think silence is boring, but with Alden, it’s anything but boring.
