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Faye couldn’t resist giving him a sly, playful smile. God, his flavour, that musky scent, the very…feeling. She’d had no idea sex could feel like this. It was incredible to have such power over him. It both thrilled her and turned her on, got her heart pumping and made her panties soaked. She wanted to make it last forever, but knew she needed to move things along before her nerve broke. So Faye dipped lower, her lips flowing over the slick, velvety flesh, stretching to their limit as she began to bob her head.
Terry thought he was going to go mad. The head of his cock was tingling with sensations. It was so sensitive that he could feel everything as she took him into that hot cavern of wonders. He could feel the way her teeth scraped across the edges. The swift creases of her tongue on the tip, even the delicious rush of warmth that washed over him every time she inhaled. He knew he shouldn’t be enjoying this so much. That it was wrong. She was his best friend, and he had a girlfriend. Everything told him he should make her stop before this went too far, but it just felt so good.
She was barely halfway down when his hips began to churn. Despite her resolve to take him all in, when the thick crest breached her throat, she gagged. The reflex was as violent as anything she’d ever felt. Instinctively knowing she was at her limit, she pulled back until she could breathe again. Lingering there only long enough to catch her breath, however, she reached down and grabbed the bottom of her top. With one quick tug, she pulled the snug garment up and over her breasts.
Mesmerised by her beauty, Terry didn’t dare look away as Faye’s bountiful cleavage bounced and jiggled with every dip of her head as she resumed working on him. They were larger than Elsa’s, but not so overly large that they appeared comical or artificial, and tipped by rosy nipples that he so badly wanted to lick. Just to see if they tasted as good as they looked.
Glancing up in time to catch him openly ogling her, Faye would have smiled if her mouth wasn’t so full.
His eyes grew wider than saucers as he watched her drop both her hands to her sides, gather up the objects of his attention, and lean in to envelop the remainder of his cock between her tits. Continuing to suckle the weeping head, she began slowly sliding her chest up and down, massaging the thick base with her breasts, timing her motions to match her mouth’s slow up and down rhythm.
Unable to breathe or think, Terry felt as though his life’s thread was hanging on the edge of a knife. On one side was his self-control, on the other, his release from this torturous pleasure Faye was conjuring up. He hungered for both but knew that giving into one would extinguish the other...
In theory, it should have been an easy choice. Elsa was his girlfriend. He loved her, he thought, and was determined not to do anything that might jeopardise the relationship. Unfortunately, his body seemed to have its own ideas.
“Oh shit!” he gasped as he felt his orgasm coming. One last stroke was all it took. In a rush, rope after rope of his thick, creamy seed flooded her waiting mouth. Faye swallowed greedily. Only when she had got every last drop did she pull off.
“Mmm… you’re delicious,” she cooed, raising her eyes to meet his. “Please sir, can I have some more…” Her voice failed her when she saw the primal hunger gleaming back at her like quick-silver. Suddenly afraid, she tried to back away, but one of his large hands came down to seize her bunched up top and yank it over her head and arms. Unprepared for his sudden aggression, her body folded to his will as, with one move, he rose, lifted her and threw her across the bed. Surprised by the abrupt change in him, she didn’t dare move from there as he dragged her skirt and soaked panties down her legs.
Stepping in behind her, Terry seized her waist and pulled her back, so his crown brushed over her folds and lodged against her exposed clit.
“Oh…” Faye squealed, stars bursting behind her eyes.
“Just once,” he breathed again in that low, sexy tone. His breath hot on the back of her neck, that tongue teasing her ear. “Hold on to something.”
With another roll, he entered her.
“Fuck!”
The burn of her vagina stretching around him as he filled her was utterly overwhelming and seemed to go on and on. No, he seemed to go on and on. Fisting the sheets against the delicious ache, she was immediately grateful for all those quiet evenings alone with her kindle, and her B.O.B. In the beginning, it had seemed like a woefully inadequate way to lose her virginity, but without them, there’d be no way she would ever have accommodated him. Victory loves preparation, indeed.
The odd position was making her feel somewhat disorientated. Her whole body felt like it was on fire, but beneath that, there was an exquisite feeling of fullness, the likes of which she could never have imagined.
She was just starting to get used to the feeling when he suddenly switched and began to withdraw, pulling back from her desperate sucking grip, until just the head remained inside her. Then he pushed back in.
“This what you want, baby?” Terry growled, dragging her back to meet him as he did, opening her up a bit more and sliding deeper.
“Y-yes…”
“You love it, don’t you?”
He repeated the slow draw, then thrust again, and then again, working up a smooth, steady rhythm that quickly had the heavy weight of his balls slapping her clit.
“It’s so good… feels so fucking good… I... I can’t…”
“Can’t what Faye?”
She gasped and babbled in an answer.
Utterly overwhelmed, Faye’s mouth gaped as she felt him forcing himself a little deeper inside her every time. She felt so full, almost ready to burst. With every stroke, his thick member was hitting that spot deep inside her. God, she had never known sex could be this good. She wanted more, and of its own accord, her body responded by moving to meet his thrusts, rocking and grinding her bottom against his pelvis.
Swept up in the rising tide that signalled an approaching orgasm, she had to squeeze her eyes shut against the pleasure as hot tears of ecstasy crept down her cheeks like the cream rolling down her legs. Burning like liquid desire through her veins, her orgasm promised to be a big one, and she was sure she’d be walking funny for days.
On second thoughts, nothing, not her B.O.B or any other toy, living or rubber, could ever hope to have prepared her for the storm Terry was stirring inside her.
“Oh, it’s so fucking good! Fuck me, Terry! Fuck my little pussy so good!”
Terry was happy to oblige. “Mmm… I never guessed you were such a little slut. Begging to get fucked like my own dirty little whore, while I use your hot little cunt like my fuck toy.”
