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Hard.

Powerful.

I cried out with every thrust. It was incredible – I had never had these sensations before. Never been so completely filled up. Never had somebody so deep.

God he was deep.

I could feel him bottom out at the end of his stroke – a blunt, slightly painful pressure.

It was a hot, sharp, erotic contrast to the sweet ecstasy of feeling his cock pressing against me, everywhere inside me, sending waves of pleasure from my toes to my thighs to my hips to my nipples to the very top of my head.

He would vary it up – two, three, four shallow strokes, making me long to feel him all the way inside me again –

Then UNH, a deep, savage thrust, filling me up all the way, making me scream.

He pulled out most of the way, with his head and a couple of inches still inside me. Then he bucked his hips with short, smooth movements so that sweet, firm ridge of his crown massaged my g-spot over and over.

As I felt the interior dam of pleasure swell inside me, I looked up and watched the rest of his cock – the many inches not inside me – move back and forth between my outspread thighs.

God he was big.

And thick.

And beautiful.

I started to come just looking at him moving in and out of me.

“Oh God, I’m coming again, I’m – ”

With one gigantic thrust, all those inches of hard flesh came crashing back into me, deep and thick and huge.

“OH GOD OH GOD OH FUCK!” I screamed as the second wave of orgasm hit me, not a rollercoaster now but a freight train.

My entire body went wild and uncontrollable. My legs trembled violently, my pussy spasmed, my abs fluttered. Light and liquid sweetness filled every limb. I clutched his broad, muscular back with my hands, trying to hang on for dear life.

And still he kept thrusting. Hard, deep, fast, thick, huge.

He wasn’t stopping.

Neither was my orgasm.

It kept building, rolling, swelling, getting higher, bigger, more powerful.

I couldn’t handle it.

“Stop – please – just – stop – just – ”

He stopped, his cock all the way inside me, pressing deep and hard within me – but he stopped.

I sensed that he was looking at me, but I couldn’t meet his gaze. I couldn’t keep my eyes open. I was moaning and thrashing, feeling my pussy contracting around that firm, gorgeous pressure – the rock-hard core of my pulsing, wave-like orgasm.

Still I kept coming, although the intensity slowly began to lessen. After about 30 seconds, the waves died away except for a few occasional spasms.

Finally I came back to my body and consciousness. I just barely opened my eyes, like someone trapped in darkness who is seeing the sun for the first time in days.

He was grinning down at me, those beautiful blue eyes looking deep into mine.

“You alright?” he asked.

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