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His fingers started stroking the soaked skin of my thighs… then gradually moved up to my labia. He stayed there seemingly forever, playing with my lips, stroking them, separating them, his fingertips lightly pinching them, caressing them, showering attention on them.
I was about to die, I ached for his cock inside me so badly. But I kept moving my ass as he thrust behind me, his wet cock just inches away from where I wanted it.
Then his index finger trailed up across the very top of my pussy, using my wetness to lubricate his way… then he started to caress my hood. If it had been his tongue, the tip would have just loosely been gliding over it.
The pressure became more intense, but S-L-O-W-L-Y. I wanted him to stroke me harder and do it now, but he was teasing me… going… so… slow… it… was… driving… me… insane.
I writhed on the bed, but he held me hard against him with his left arm and kept pumping his cock against my ass.
Slowly he pulled back my hood with his thumb until my clit was fully exposed, and then he began to touch me with his index finger. At first it was so soft it seemed the only contact between his finger and my clit was my own juices. But he began to go the tiniest bit harder, the tiniest bit faster, until he was swirling his finger all over my clit, stroking that hot, fiery little button of pleasure until I couldn’t handle it anymore.
I screamed as I came. Wave after wave of pleasure bursting outward in hot, wet pulses. And yet he wasn’t letting up with his finger. He kept swirling it around, touching me everywhere on my clit, driving me crazy, making those waves turn into tsunamis, making the hot wetness of it turn into liquid fire. I screamed his name and God’s just as often. I felt his cock, huge and hard and wet, pressing against my ass as his finger circled my clit and coaxed insane burst after burst of pleasure out of that one tiny little spot on my body.
“Stop,” I gasped. “Stop.”
He stopped – both the thrusting against my ass and the touching my clit.
I rolled over towards him and looked him in the eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes, searching mine for what I wanted next.
I showed him by tugging on his boxer shorts. He helped me by getting his cock at the right angle inside the underwear, then pulling them the rest of the way off.
I grabbed the soaked, throbbing head of his cock and pressed it right against the lips of my pussy.
“Fuck me,” I ordered. Ordered, pleaded, demanded, it didn’t matter – all that mattered was I needed his cock inside me now.
He obliged.
My pussy was soaked, and so was his cock, so one thrust was all it took.
One long, thick, hot, glorious stroke.
I gasped and then cried out as he bottomed out inside me. Cried out from a little bit of pain, and a whole lot of pleasure.
My eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he began to rock inside me, forcing me open with his girth as he grunted like a beast. His hands found my hair, and he pulled my head back and began to ravage my neck with his teeth and lips, all the while burying his cock deep inside me again and again.
I started to come. My whole body quivered, and my pussy began to convulse and spasm with bliss. Contractions moved through my belly, deep inside me. They kept getting stronger with every thrust of his massive cock, every motion of his swollen head as it roughly, wetly, lustfully caressed me deep inside.
“Oh – oh Jack – oh God – oh Jack – oh GOD – OH JACK – ”
“Fiona – fuck – fuck – FUCK – ”
And then he was coming inside me.
At first it was like, FUCK YES! I felt his cock surge and expand with a sensual clarity I’d never felt when he wore a condom, when all that sensation was lost to a half millimeter of latex. I felt him pulse, over and over, as his base squeezed against me with rapid bursts. Actually felt his hot come splash inside me, tiny liquid shots of sex. All that sensation actually made my own climax bigger, hotter, more intense, and my contractions felt like they were wrenching every last drop of joy and elation they could from my body.
And then I thought, Wait – he’s coming inside me.
Without a condom.
HOLY SHIT!
“NO!” I shouted, and pushed at him frantically.
He was already at the tail end of his orgasm, so I think he was relaxed enough to be merely bewildered and not angry.
“What?” he asked, mystified.
“You came inside me!” I yelled angrily, pushing at him until he was out of me and sprawled out beside me on the bed.
