“Oh god. That’s so good,” she mumbled beneath me.
I pulled her arms upward, pinning them on either side of her head, and continued my slow ravaging of her flesh before pausing to look down at her beautiful face.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you inside of me,” she panted, pushing her hips upward as an offering.
I planted my knees on either side of her small frame, enjoying having her pinned beneath me, helpless, wanton.
“You want what inside of you?” I prodded.
“I want your cock inside of me. Stop teasing me, Jon,” she begged.
“Where?”
“In my pussy. I want you to bury your cock inside me.”
I leaned down to kiss her, reaching to massage her clit with my fingers, and she squirmed beneath me.
“You’re so wet already. I love how wet you get for me,” I told her. Moving my head downward, I circled her nipples once again with my mouth, alternately suckling and biting them gently.
“Umph, that’s driving me crazy. They’re so tender and that’s…” her voice trailed off, overcome by a sharp intake of breath as my fingers found just the right spot in the wetness between her legs.
Her hands found their way into my hair, pulling me closer, trying to push my cock further into her. Instead, I pulled away, lifting her ass toward me and swinging her legs over my shoulders. Her entire body seized as I brought my mouth to her pussy and began lapping at her juices. Something completely inarticulate escaped her lips in a throaty reflex.
“You’ve gotten a lot more sensitive too,” I told her.
I could feel that her folds were more swollen, just as her breasts were, slightly larger in my hands, with sensitive nipples. The pink puffy center felt like velvet against my tongue, and I loved how much I was making her squirm. Sliding my hands beneath her ass cheeks, I lifted her up closer to me and blew gently across her clit, seizing the moment that she bucked forward in reaction to eagerly dive my tongue into her hot, slippery slit. I lapped at her eagerly as she wiggled against me, writhing with ecstasy.
“God, you taste fucking amazing.”
“Don’t stop. Don’t you dare stop,” she insisted.
I plunged my tongue inside of her, my teeth lightly scraping against her pussy lips. She was on the edge, her body taunt with frustration. I wiggled one finger and then another inside of her, enjoying the way she groaned as I grazed my teeth against her clit and slipped my tongue inside her walls alongside my fingers. She clutched at the sofa around her, trying to find some traction, trying to get me deeper inside of her as I continued to tease her.
Slowly, I began pumping my fingers in and out of her in a deliberate rhythm that coincided with the moans escaping her as I milked her pussy. I could feel her tighten around my fingers, eager to get off, but she wasn’t there quite yet. I picked up the pace, giving her what I knew she wanted, finger-fucking her until she exploded with an orgasm so violent that her entire body bucked and rocked forward almost powerfully enough to unseat us both from the sofa.
“Did that feel good?” I asked, not really expecting an answer. I wasn’t done with her just yet. I dove right back in, ravaging her already aching center with my tongue and fingers until she was lost to another spasm of climaxes, and continued until she begged for mercy.
“Please, I might pass out if you keep that up. Fuck me now, Jon,” she mewed.
I gave her what she wanted, spearing her with the tip of my cock and then easing further into her, watching her body absorb me little by little until I was buried inside her. My strokes were hard, powerful, our bodies bouncing off one another as we joined and separated forcefully until it felt like we were going to catch fire from the friction created by our union.
I loved it when we were like this, letting our animal urges out to just let our bodies dictate what they wanted from one another. I pulled free of her for a moment, flipping her over and positioning her against the end of the sofa before climbing off it and standing at one end. I raised her perfect backside upward and entered her from behind, my hands on either side of her waist as I pulled her back and forth onto my heavy cock.
My body rocked in and out of her until I was hitting bottom, causing her to cry out in a mixture of pleasure and pain. I couldn’t take much more, letting my body surrender to hers as she milked every ounce of what I had with her tight pussy. It was primitive, and I couldn’t get enough of it.