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“You struggled so much,” she says, dragging a pointed nail down the center of my chest. My nipples perk up and my cock bobs with eager energy.

“You’re driving me crazy,” I breathe, watching with rapt attention as she brings her long hair to one side, collecting it on her shoulder. I love the way her hair feels looped around my fingers when she’s got her mouth on me, and it’s almost all I can think about until she straddles me. Hovering over me on her knees, she grips my cock with her bare hand for the first time tonight.

“Fuuck, Scar,” I groan, my spine lurching from the bed as much as it can before the restraints jerk me back down.

“Now here’s what you have to do,” she says, smiling as she sinks down on my cock with—

“Holy shit,” I grit out, teeth clenched, stomach knotted as she feeds me inch by inch into her tight asshole. We’ve never done this. I’ve never fucking done this. “So tight, so fucking tight,” I pant, my ability to form full sentences fading away with every inch of me that enters her.

“You’re going to give me a creampie,” she says sweetly, voice dripping with honey, nails sliding down my chest so delicately that it makes me a little crazy. She winces as she sits down a little more, easing me into her slowly, so slowly that I think I may snap.

“Fuck, slower, slower, slower,” I growl. She cocks a brow.

“If I can handle it, so can you.” And then, she sits down completely, her eyes snapping shut, bottom lip pinched behind her top teeth as she takes a moment to calibrate to my extreme size stretching her tightest hole. I throb, I pulse, and I think about when Miggy Cabrera hit his 500th home run back in 2021. I picture my Detroit Tigers ball cap. I think of a pen cap. I think of a captain on a ship. I think of anything but my cock splitting her tight ass and the way her body clings to me.

I’m a fool, but a brave fool, so I ask, “Can I touch you? Can I make you come?” I don’t know what this is doing for her in terms of finishing, because even though something can feel good doesn’t necessarily mean it can make you come. Women are more complicated creatures than men, and whether I’m playing back my favorite episodes from It’s Always Sunny in my mind to not come or not, she has to come first.

It’s my responsibility.

“Unhook my hand and I’ll rub your clit,” I promise, sounding desperate, feeling desperate.

She giggles then drops her hand to her clit, smearing two fingers around and her eyes hold mine. “I’m going to come, and you’re going to come, and then I’m going to clean you off,” she says, eyes fluttering closed as she finds the spot that feels good. She wiggles on my cock, sending me somehow deeper, and my eyes jump to the ceiling, where I read the model of the smoke detector over and over.

“Clean me off?” I try to understand the subtext but again, a beautiful woman whom I love bouncing in my lap with my dick in her ass. “Clean me… off?” I stumble, sweat sliding down my temples, seeping into my tousled hair.

“Then you’re going to give me one more, deep inside me,” she leans forward, working herself on my cock in quick, small grinds. “In my pussy.”

I swallow thickly, and when I get the courage to meet her eyes, my orgasm pulsing in my balls, my cock practically vibrating with need. “Oh thank God,” I breathe, seeing her eyes flutter closed, her mouth in the tell tale position—parted and panting. “Come on it Scar,” I coax, dying to feel her clenching all around me, dying to let that take me over the edge.

Her hand moves against her clit, fingers rubbing my groin, and the friction, and watching her face plus the tightness. My stomach clenches and my spine curls.Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck.

“Yes,” she moans, and right as the first pulse rockets from me, she seizes all around me, her orgasm wrapping my cock. Our hips rove in sync and I come in abundant, overwhelming waves as she does too, her body sealing all around mine, drawing out every single drop.

When she’s panting and her fingers have slowed on her clit, she slowly lifts off me, rocking her hips over my cock, which rests along my groin and belly, glimmering from us. Cum leaks from her dark hole, falling in slow, thick drops along my used shaft.

“Look at all of that,” she coos, and even though I just came, her sultry dirty talk and pink, abused cunt waving around in front of me is enough to get me hard again. “Now, you’re going to give it to me again, where it counts,” she breathes, slipping to my side, leaving a trail of cum along my thigh.

With a damp towel, she lovingly and tenderly strokes my cock, taking care to clean and wipe every inch. And when she’s done, all the jostling and care has me hard as nails again.

Keeping me in restraints, she turns around in my lap, and I watch in rapt delight as her long hair spills down her back. She notches my cock at her wet lips, and takes me in all at once, sinking down completely.

“Fuck,” I groan.

“Cohen,” she praises, wiggling her hips to feel my cock push around inside of her. “How’d you like taking my ass for the first time?” she questions as she begins rocking, her groin rolling over my cock. I watch myself slide in and out, fill her, empty her, impale her, tease her, all at her control.

“Good,” I breathe, “so fucking good. So tight.”

“Mmm,” she breathes, a slow trickle of sweat slipping down the hollow of her spine. “You’ll have to tell me which is better,” she pants, riding me faster, slamming her cunt down on me with more force, more urgency. “Filling my ass, or breeding my cunt.”

Her hips stop and my cock is pulsing with urgency in her warmth, begging to let go. “Don’t stop,” I beg, not recognizing the desperation in my voice but not caring how bad I sound. I need her and she knows it. I’m her desperate, loyal, leaking fool.

“What do you think?” she asks, peering at me over her shoulder as she grinds her groin to mine. “Do you think it feels better to pump my ass full of cum, or to dump all of it in my cunt?”

Fuuck. Fuck. Fuck.My balls thrum and my thighs twitch. My cock aches inside of her as she resumes her hips roving over me, her cunt jerking me like a fist in tight, slow strokes. Dizzying strokes.

“Give me another, Cohen, and tell me which is better.”

She slams her hips down on my cock, my head pressing into her spongy center. She whines, tipping her head back, clawing at my flexed thigh muscles, clawing at anything as her cunt spasms all around me.

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