“Well, that works,” he grins, looking up at the ceiling with an expression of pure delight. He falls back onto the mattress, and I let go of my tits and jump up to my feet. Completely out of control, I climb on top of his body, straddling him. I’m about to reach for his cock when his parted lips draw my attention and so, instead of simply impaling myself on his hard member, I go over his body and rest my knees on either side of his head, my pussy dangerously close to his mouth.
“How about this? Does it drive you insane?” I ask him, brushing my wet pussy lips against his mouth. Still grinning, he pushes his tongue out from between his lips and reaches straight for my clit, lapping at it eagerly.
“It does… It fucking does,” he breathes out, his hands darting to my ass. He squeezes both my cheeks at the same time and pulls me into him, forcing me to press my pussy harshly against his open mouth.
“Oh God,” I moan as he starts to devour the wetness between my thighs, his tongue working on my clit and then running up and down the length of my drenched folds. I shut my legs closed, his head pressed between them, and lean back, swaying my hips back and forth.
I don’t even know if he can breath like this, but it’s not like he’s complaining—far from it, actually. He lashes out at my pussy with renewed strength, ravaging it with each movement of his tongue.
I laugh and moan, moan and scream, my voice spinning out of control as darts of pleasure poke holes in my mind. All thoughts scatter inside my skull like fleeing mice, and I close my eyes as I start to hear the roil of thunder and ecstasy closing in on me.
“Oh my fucking --” I start, but my words fall into oblivion as fireworks go off behind my shut eyelids, the fingers of pleasure reaching for me and smacking me so hard that I don’t even remember what my name is. Every woman should feel pleasure like this, at least once in her life. Being fucked all the way into ecstasy is the pinnacle of a wicked existence, sure, but there’s something about being eaten out until the climax… Especially when the man that has his mouth on you knows what he’s doing. And, lucky for me, that’s exactly the case.
The moment my back arches and my muscles start to twitch, Parker stops the erratic movements of his mouth and simply wraps his lips around my clit, pressing down on it with his tongue and amplifying my orgasm until it becomes so massive I feel dizzy and on the verge of passing out.
“Fuck… Now that’s talent,” I say as I roll to the side, sprawling myself on the bed and breathing so hard that it feels like my lungs are filled with sharp needles.
“Givin’ up?” I hear Parker’s voice, and I open my eyes in time to see him following after me. Kneeling on the bed, he leans into me, and placing his hands on my waist, forces me to roll to the side so that I’m lying flat on my stomach. He then pulls me into him, making me thrust my a
ss up, and I go on all fours.
“I never give up,” I reply, swaying my ass from side to side as an invitation.
“That’s exactly what I wanted to hear.” Running his fingers up and down the curve of my ass, he then lifts his hands up, and I hold my breath as I feel the air moving around my body; he brings one hand down fast, smacking me across the ass, and I let out a wild moan.
“Your cock, give it to me,” I moan, still swaying my ass, and he slaps me across both my cheeks with the back of his hand. He does it over and over again until my flesh is burning up, and I bet that tomorrow it’s going to be hell to sit down. But it doesn’t matter; the sweetness of this pain is worth all that.
“C’mere,” he says, his voice barely a whisper, and pulls me into him. I don’t even have the time to exhale as, grabbing his cock with one hand, he presses its tip against my pussy and simply thrusts.
“Fuck,” I groan, curling my fingers over the sheets and letting my head fall down as I feel his thick inches finding their way inside my body once more. With his fingers hooked on my hips, he starts slamming his body into mine at a frantic pace, his thighs slapping my ass cheeks and filling the bedroom with a maddening song of flesh on flesh.
“I still can’t… believe… how fucking tight you are,” I hear him say between short breaths, pistoning into me with such a fury that every single cell in my body seems to be boiling. Opening his hands wide, he holds me by the ass cheeks and starts caressing my crack with his thumbs, running them up and down while he thrusts.
Gritting my teeth and struggling to get fresh air into my lungs, I feel my whole body tensing up and then surrender to that burning need to have pleasure consume me. Supporting myself with just one hand, using it to grab the frame of the bed, I take the other one down my stomach. Finding my clit, I press down on it with two fingers, and I start rubbing it with fast wide circles all at once.
My touch, coupled with Parker’s thrusts, brings me up to the edge of ecstasy... and I jump down off of it when he takes his thumbs further into my ass crack, brushing them against my hole. I come in a heartbeat, my whole arm trembling as I stroke my clit. My arms grow weak and, succumbing to that weakness, I fall head first into the mattress. With my right cheek pressed against the sheets, I take short breaths as sharp needles of ecstasy prickle at my skin, driving me completely insane.
“I… I want more…” I start to say, my body still clamoring for more. “I want you to take… all of me,” I tell him, opening my eyes and looking at him over my shoulder. “All of me,” I repeat, my lips unconsciously curling into a grin.
“All of you,” he repeats after me, his fingers once more on my hips. He pulls me into him and I go on all fours again, this time with my back arched in a rising curve as I use only my elbows for support.
Using his middle finger, Parker places it on top of my pussy, wetting it with my fluids, and then runs it up to my ass crack. He caresses it in a coming and going motion, never stopping over my hole, but then he halts all movement; he presses his finger against my asshole, feeding just a tiny portion of it into my ass, and I gasp almost at once.
“Oh God,” I hiss, already imagining how it’s going to feel like to have his gigantic cock filling my ass. The last time that happened it was such a strong sensation that I have no idea how I even managed to remain conscious.
Sliding his finger all the way into my ass, I close my eyes and feel my eyes rolling in their orbits, all thought vanishing from my mind as Parker starts flicking his wrist. His wet finger, coated with my fluids, goes in and out of my ass at a steady pace until, without warning, Parker simply slides it out.
He replaces it with the tip of his cock, pressing it against my aching hole, and I hold my breath as I feel its pressure. Moving his hips slowly, he offers me one inch of his cock, and that’s already enough for me to start moaning. By the time two more inches have gone inside my ass, my moans have turned into screams of pure delight.
I’m tugging at the sheets under my body, my fingers reacting unconsciously as my brain tries to process the avalanche of pain and pleasure that’s rushing into it. By the time all of Parker’s inches are inside of my ass, I’m screaming so loudly that I’m surprised all the glass in the windows hasn’t shattered into a million pieces. My throat hurts, my muscles straining to get the sound of delight up to my mouth, and I feel that sweet dizziness once again.
With his fingers digging into my ass cheeks, Parker slides his cock out of my ass and then in again, moving it in a gentle, almost tender, pace. I scream all the same, and so he just ups his rhythm, his cock coming and going out of my ass like a piston. He fucks me until I no longer can tell left from right, and then he just keeps going, completely destroying me, and every ounce of rationality that has ever lived in my mind.
Lacing my waist with one hand, he repeats my movement from before and reaches for my clit with two fingers, pressing down on it as he thrusts. To feel my ass stretched to its limit, and then Parker’s perfect touch on my clit… It’s almost too much for me. I hiss through my gritted teeth, let my head fall down and press my forehead against the mattress as I try to get the air into my lungs. I’m breathing hard, very hard, and still I keep on moaning and screaming, unsure of what I really want to do. And, to be honest, it’s not up to me anymore—or, at least, to the conscious side of me. I’m working on pure instinct now.
“H-harder…” I manage to say, somehow finding enough strength inside my body to thrust my ass back against Parker, impaling myself on his cock. The moment I do it a violent scream erupts from my throat, and I feel tears streaming down my face. It hurts, yes, but it’s the sweetest kind of pain I’ve ever felt. “Harder,” I repeat for good measure, and Parker starts thrusting so fast that I feel my conscious mind being whisked away by a whirlwind of insanity and lust.
I lose myself in the moment, my thoughts floating inside my mind like black swallows in the time of spring, and all I know is that I’m a few heartbeats away from coming. Time seems to dilate, though, as if each heartbeat takes minutes instead of seconds, but when the orgasm hits, it hits fast.