Your cock is beautiful – 27

“Yes, you.” she said, laughing, “Of you… Of this fucking monster between your legs… Of… Of…”

She trailed off into a low moan and increased her speed again, her sensitive body already desperate for release. My cock was dripping with her juices, and her lower lips sliding against my skin was making a deliciously erotic sound.

“Slow down.” I said. “Tell me more.”

She groaned with frustration, but slowed her pace.

“Sir…” she whimpered.

“Tell me about it.” I repeated, “The night of your first orgasm. The night you first said you’d be my slut.”

Maybe this wasn’t exactly the right moment for a conversation, but I was curious about how she felt about that night. Also I knew that slowing down would frustrate her more than it would me. Or at least, I could handle it better.

She suddenly fell forward, her eyes stopping inches from mine, her body pressed against me.

“I was so scared.”she said softly, but quickly, “I kept thinking how much it would hurt when you fucked me… I was so sure you were going to, and I didn’t know if I’d be able to take it. And I kept making these…these slutty noises… I didn’t know why… and you kept calling me a slut… and I just… I…”

She trailed off again, her thrusting against my cock becoming frenzied. I grabbed her roughly by the hair, but that didn’t stop her. She was lost in her world of pleasure, and I knew she was already on the brink of another orgasm.

I slapped her face hard and pulled her head towards me.

“Slow down!” I growled.

She gasped, but did as I asked. She stopped completely, in fact, and stared into my eyes.

“Talk.” I said roughly, “Finish your story.”

“I…I didn’t understand it.” she panted quickly, “I didn’t know why I was letting it happen, why I was letting you talk to me like that…you of all people. Why was my pussy wetter than it had ever been, or why pleasure was coursing through my body like electricity, making me moan like a whore.”

She took my face in her hands and began to thrust her hips again.

“And then you grabbed my nipples and it felt incredible, the pain shooting through me, mixing with the pleasure and igniting something inside me.”

I loved the imagery she was using, the passion with which she spoke. As if to recreate the moment, I grabbed her nipples again, pinching them hard.

She moaned erotically, closing her eyes tight. I twisted and toyed with her nipples until she met my eye again.

“And then you made me look at you.” she almost whispered, “Into your eyes… and you were just so… so much…”

She bit down hard on her lip and let out a frustrated groan.

“Sir, I need to cum.” she gasped, “Please…”

“Get up.” I ordered.

“Please, please let me-“

I jerked her hair upwards and pushed up against her chin, forcing her off my cock. She raised one leg to support herself, while I held her in place by her hair. I reached down with my other hand and held my cock upright. She looked down and saw what I wanted, and lowered herself down while I kept us lined up.

Her wet pussy lips met the head of my cock, and she suddenly dropped her hips, forcing half of my shaft into her hot, wet hole, but then she stopped. She looked stunned at the sensation of being so suddenly filled.

I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, pushing down against her hips to make her further impale herself on my cock. She sank down slowly letting out a strained wail, her expression awash with shock and lust, and then she suddenly smashed her head against my shoulder.

I felt the last of me enter her. I slipped my hand between us and pressed my thumb against her clit. She jerked forward and the already unbelievable pressure around my cock increased. She was on the very brink of another orgasm, I could tell just by the twitching of her pussy.

“Cum for me.” I ordered softly, flicking my thumb against the sensitive nub.

She screamed into my skin as her pussy clenched hard around my shaft, and her slender body shook and quivered with pleasure. I felt her bite down hard on my shoulder, and I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight.

She gasped once, then let out a long, low moan as her pleasure faded.

“I like it when you cum.” I said softly.

“Yeah?” she asked somewhat shakily, smiling.

“Your slutty cunt clings so tightly to my cock, like it’s trying to milk my sperm right out of it.”

She bit her lip and I felt her pussy shiver around my girth. She liked it when I talked like that, it seemed crude and blunt.

“Do it again.” I ordered, letting go of her face. “I want to feel you cum.”

She smiled widely.

“Yes Sir!” she said.

She looked down and started to hesitantly shift her hips back and forth, trying to create some friction. At first she didn’t really get anywhere. Her gentle gyrations were barely causing any real pleasure, although it did feel nice.

“I, uh, don’t really know what I’m doing here…” she said nervously, not meeting my eye.

“Up and down.” I said simply, “Use your hips and your legs.”

She slowly raised herself up an inch or two, then slammed back down.

“Fuck…” she whispered.

She repeated the same action a few times, seeming to enjoy the sensation of being filled each time. It felt good, but still not perfect.

“Rhythm is important, sweetheart.” I said, gripping her ass.

I guided her up and down, only a few inches but with a regular pace. She picked it up quickly and moved faster, bobbing up and down on my thick cock.

“That’s it…” I said, sighing with pleasure.

It was not nice having to drive for once, so I closed my eyes and let the pleasure fill my mind. She was so incredibly tight and wet. I’d really missed ‘using this hole’, as she’d put it.

She started varying the depth every now and again, going for a few long strokes followed by a lot of short, quick ones. I smirked, realising she was showing me more about how she liked to be fucked.

There was some space between our bodies that suddenly closed, and I felt her boobs press against me.

“Fuuuuck…” she moaned, moving faster and faster.

She was really feeling it. She humped my cock desperately, impaling herself over and over on my hard shaft.

“Do it.” I sighed, reacting to her increasing speed. “Cum for me.”

She practically growled with pleasure and moved even faster. She was leaning heavily on my shoulders and I supported the weight of her body. After a few seconds of frantic activity she came hard, groaning and gasping as her pussy clenched around me. Her voice came in erratic bursts of passion through her heavy breaths. It really felt incredible, the strength with which her hot, wet channel gripped my shaft, shaking and pulsing around it.

She slowed down, basking in the pleasure, but I wasn’t finished.

I spanked her ass hard, causing her to yelp.

“Do it again.” I ordered simply.