The hemline of her dress has hiked up to her waist, and my crotch is against hers, my cock somehow still becoming harder and harder. Feeling my shaft pressed against her pussy, she takes her hands to my back and, holding onto my body, she thrusts upward. She grinds against me hard and fast, swaying her hips up and down and from side to side, and I grit my teeth as I feel a surge of maddening lust take over me.
I’ve never felt anything quite like this, a desire so intense that I can’t even think straight. Fuck, I feel just like a young kid, smitten by the prettiest girl in the block. This wasn’t supposed to happen to a guy like me - I’ve fucked so many women that I’ve lost count and here I am now, completely head over heels with Megan.
She has put a spell on me, one from which there’s no escape. And, even if there was a way out, I wouldn’t want it.
Thrusting back at her, I allow the movements of our body to sync up and, closing my eyes, I let a fantasy of desire to take over my thoughts. I imagine how it’d feel to simply flick her thong to the side and bury my cock inside of her, the tightness of her pussy squeezing my shaft hard… I can almost hear her moans against my ear as I thrust, her fingernails clawing at my back as she laces her legs around my waist and forces me to fuck her as hard as I can…
I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone as bad as I want to fuck Megan and, trust me, that’s really saying something.
And, thing is, she knows it.
Climbing down from her body, I roll over the mattress and lay on my side, next to her. She turns to face me, her lips slightly parted in a way that makes her look even more beautiful, and she rests her hands over my chest.
She never takes her eyes off mine as she starts unbuttoning my shirt, her delicate fingers working on the buttons fast, baring my chest inch by inch until I feel her knuckles brushing against my abs.
“I never felt like this for any woman, Megan,” I find myself saying, not even knowing where the words come from. I just felt a sudden urge to say them and, now that I’ve let them out, I feel my heart tightening up inside my chest.
I want to hear her say the same, to admit how much she craves me… But she just remains in silence, her eyes on mine while a soft smile dances on her lips.
“I know,” she whispers, the kind softness of her voice making me so hard that my cock is on the verge of tearing its way out of my jeans.
Pulling my shirt down my arms, she throws it off the bed and then runs all of her fingers down my naked chest. My thoughts scatter as I feel her fingertips going over my abs, and then she gets to work on my belt; unbuckling it, she pulls it out of its loops and then pulls my zipper down, my cock straining against the fabric of my boxer briefs.
With a knot on my throat, I kick my jeans down my legs and push them off the bed.
“I want that cock,” she whispers, slowly curling her fingers around the hem of my boxer briefs and pulling them down. My cock jumps free immediately, slapping her across the back of her hand. I let her push my boxers down my legs and then kick them, sighing heavily as she curls her fingers around my cock, her soft breathing against my neck filling my blood with the unstoppable rage of lust. Could she be any more fucking perfect?
Inching closer to me, she crushes her mouth against mine, her tongue sliding past my lips as she starts moving her hand back and forth over my cock. She’s stroking me softly, her hand moving in a patient up and down rhythm, her petite fingers delicately hugging my thick shaft.
Closing her mouth, she nibbles at my lower lip, pulling it harshly; letting go, her lips move down to my neck, laying soft kisses across my skin. She places her free hand on my ass, feeling the curves of my cheeks; then, taking that hand to my chest, she pushes on me and forces me lay down flat on my back. Kneeling on the mattress, she leans in and takes her mouth to my chest, then moving it down my stomach in a maddening line of lustful promises. With her tongue, she traces the contour of my abs, licking them as if she needed to taste my body to know that I’m fucking real and not just a figment of her imagination. She’s in luck - I’m as real as the desire that’s turning my cock into a fucking block of concrete.
My hands are on her head, my fingers running through her silky hair as her lips draw close to my pulsing cock. Kicking and punching, my heart be
ats faster, anticipating what’s to come. She wraps her luscious lips around my tip, slowly sucking as she keeps on stroking. I close my eyes, savoring her mouth on me and let delight overtake me.
“So tight… I need more,” I groan, pushing her head down. I don’t even give a fuck - instinct and desire are running the show. She goes willingly, parting her lips wider and allowing my cock to slide inside of her mouth and over her tongue. Feeling the warmness inside her mouth, my cock pulses harshly as she keeps on going deeper; she goes until her lips are touching the skin at the base of my cock, and then she holds her position for a few seconds, pressing on my shaft with her tongue. Only when I sigh heavily does she roll back, her lips once again wrapped tight around the tip of my cock.
I leave one hand on her head, but I move the other down her back, reaching for her ass. I slide my hand under her ass and squeeze one cheek, the flesh shifting under my fingers; flicking one finger under the string of her thong, I then caress the crack between her ass cheeks. As I touch her, dangerously close to her ass hole, she starts to bob her head up and down, keeping a steady but unbridled pace. Pushing into her hole, I move my finger inside her ass, and slowly build up its rhythm; it doesn’t take long for me to be fingering her ass at the same fucking pace with which she’s sucking on me.
“You’re so fucking good…” I whisper, the fingers in my free hand curling into fucking hooks and grabbing her ass harshly. She responds by picking up the rhythm, moving her head so fast I can’t help but groan in pleasure. Instinct taking over me, I push my finger deeper between her cheeks, sliding it further inside her ass. I move it back and forth as fast as I can, her inner walls squeezing tightly. “Come here… I want to taste you too,” I find myself saying, pulling on her waist. I need to taste everything in her, every single inch of smooth skin… Her lips, breasts, pussy and ass - everything’s fair game to me.
My cock pops out of her mouth as she raises her head, but she never takes her hand off of my shaft.
Turning her body around so that her ass is turned to me, she lifts one leg and moves it over me, her knees on either side of my head. With one of my hands on her waist, I use the other one to push the hem of her dress up to her waist and flick her thong to the side; I raise my head then, pulling her down at the same time. With my mouth pressed tight against her soaking wet pussy, she leans forward once more, pushing my cock between her lips.
I breathe in her sweet scent, letting it go all the way up to my brain. Sucking on her folds, I run my tongue over them, her fluids coating my tongue shamelessly. She tastes fucking divinal, and it doesn’t take long for me to lose all control, using both my lips and tongue to devour her. I push my tongue past her inner lips, jabbing at her insides as I keep her still with my hands firmly resting on her hips.
We please each other with our mouths, working on one another in a feverish state of frenzied lust. With my eyes closed, I surrender to pleasure, sparks of electric sin like thorns biting at my mind. She is grabbing my cock harshly, moving her mouth and hand in unison; her tongue is moving erratically, almost as if she couldn’t control herself. I figure that’s right, judging by the way she’s moving her hips and pressing her pussy against my mouth. Eventually, she takes my cock out of her mouth, a throaty moan cutting through the silence as she arches her back.
Leaning back, she’s now sitting on my face, my fingers hooked on her hips and keeping her in place. Still, she keeps on stroking, now more furiously than ever. If I wasn’t so concentrated on how delicious her pussy tastes, I’d probably would have already cum. And that… Well, that’d be a waste - I’m far from done.
Megan grinds against my face, her fluids dripping down my chin as I keep on sucking eagerly. With one hand over her right leg, I reach for her clitoris and press my thumb over it, moving it in fast circles. I can already feel her body tensing up, electricity pooling in her muscles. It won’t take long for her to explode, but I still have a trick up my sleeve, though.
Moving my tongue back over her folds, I reach for her ass, and then start to lap at her hole eagerly. I feel her shivering, my mouth working on her ass with the same eagerness I ate her pussy out. Jesus fucking Christ, why does everything in this woman has to taste so fucking good? I keep on licking her until I feel her on the edge, a strong violent orgasm preparing to burst inside her body. If she’s on the edge, I’m ready to push her off of it. Licking her ass furiously, I drive her utterly and completely mad; she’s moaning louder now, and I just know she’s about to explode.
And that’s exactly what happens - a few quick jabs from my tongue and I feel every muscle in her body tightening up, a whispered moan of pleasure bouncing off the walls of the room. The sound of her voice caresses my eardrums and travels all the way up to my brain, making me lose whatever fucking self-control I still had in me.
Her body is still trembling when I push her off of me; she falls on the mattress with her stomach down, and I waste no time - I go on my knees behind her. I take one second to look at her perfect shape, the curves of her body calling to me. Gritting my teeth, I feel my cock desperate to fuck her - and, this time, I know that she won’t object to it.