Your cock is beautiful – 5

“Your cock is beautiful” Part-5 Continues…..

I pushed upwards with my hips, sliding my thick shaft along the outer lips of her pussy. She turned her head, moaning at the sudden intense feeling.

I moved my body back, and just looked at her.

She took the hint and began to thrust her own hips up and down, sliding her wet pussy along the length of my cock over and over, moaning gently every time she ground her clit against it.

She started slowly at first, savoring every inch, but soon began to pick up the pace. Within just a minute, she was humping against my cock with a quick and steady rhythm, her eyes closed tight in concentration. Her body was slick with sweat. Her huge tits bounced slightly with every movement.

I realized then that I hadn’t even touched her tits yet. I reached out and grabbed them, hard. She gasped loudly and opened her eyes. They felt good, so soft and heavy, and a little sticky from my cum. Her nipples felt rock hard against my palms. I quickly pinched them both between my thumb and fingers and squeezed.

She let out another loud gasp and closed her eyes, throwing her head back to let out a low, guttural growl. I couldn’t tell if it was in pleasure or pain, but I didn’t care. I squeezed harder for a few seconds, drawing another long moan from between her parted lips, then I let go. Her hands went straight to her nipples and she began lightly pinching and rubbing them herself.

Her body was shaking more and more now, and it seemed like she was close to orgasm.

“Look at me, Mia.” I said.

It seemed like she tried, but she was still screwing up her face in pleasure.

“Slut.” I said, grabbing her jaw, “Look at me.”

She did this time, gazing into my eyes.

“Do you want to cum, Mia?” I asked.

Her voice came out in a shuddering, shaking breath,

“Yesss…please, I think….I think I’m…Oh God, I think I’m close…” she moaned.

“Do it…cum for me.”

Her voice caught in her throat, and her hips began to spasm, breaking her rhythm. She lay back slightly against my cock, forcing the girth further between her folds. She never looked away from me.

I wanted her to face me, to look me in the eye so she’d always remember her first orgasm, and who gave it to her.

I reached behind her and grabbed her firm ass hard, digging my fingers in deep. She gave a throaty growl as I thrust my hips forward, providing even more stimulation.

Suddenly, with a loud, shaking squeal, she came. Her hips were still jerking back and forth, continuing the stimulation on my cock. She was panting hard, every other breath coming out in a ragged moan. She was still pinching her nipples, harder now, as hard as I had. Her orgasm seemed to last minutes, her eyes never leaving mine the whole time. As she rode the waves of her orgasm to the end, she let out one final moan, and collapsed against my chest, her head on my shoulder.

I held her for a while, my hands still on her ass, just enjoying the feeling of her warm naked body, still shuddering from the power of her orgasm.

We lay like that for a few minutes. Her pussy was still resting against my erect cock, the bottom of which was now completely coated in her juices. Once the little aftershocks that made her body twitch and quiver had completely stopped, she looked up at me.

I moved my hand up to her head, and idly ran my fingers through her hair a few times.

“Oh my God…that was so…so good…,” she sighed.

She closed her eyes and lifted her head, lips parted slightly, as if to kiss me. I held my hand against her collar bone to stop her. She opened her eyes, confused. She seemed disappointed.

“Get out.” I said.

She blinked at me, confusion spreading across her face.

“Wh…why? I mean…”

She looked down at my cock, still erect between her legs.

“Aren’t you… Don’t you want to… fuck me?” she asked.

I sighed again, and pushed her to the side. She rolled off of me, and turned to face me.

I didn’t look at her.

“I already told you, Mia, I’m not going to fuck you tonight.”

“But…please? Please, I want you to fuck me… I want to feel how…how a real cock-“

I turned sharply to look at her, silencing her. I didn’t want to hear my earlier words repeated back to me.

“No, slut. Not tonight. Get out.”

She bit her lip. She once again looked so desperate. But for once in her God damn life, she didn’t argue.

“OK. I’ll go. Can we do this again? Please?” she said.

“We’ll see…” I said, turning away from her.

I grabbed the blanket and pulled it over me. I lay down with my back to her.

She got up and walked to the other side of the bed, towards the door. She put her top back on without her bra, ignoring my sperm on her body, but left her lower half bare. When she was finished, she turned to me.

“What should I do about…you know, the guy I’ve been…?”

She didn’t seem to want to say “boyfriend”. She hadn’t said his name either, I noticed.

I looked at her, and considered it.

“Mia, you’re not my girlfriend.” I said.

“I know…”, she said with a smile, “I’m your…slut, right?”

She seemed almost proud of it, although her smile was tinted with shame.

“Look, I don’t give a fuck what you do with that needle dick, or anyone else for that matter. As long as you keep doing what I say, you can fuck whoever you like.”

I really meant this. I knew I didn’t have to tell her not to fuck anyone else, because I knew it wouldn’t matter. She was really obsessed with my cock by now. I doubted she’d even look at another guy. And being with her boyfriend again would only serve to remind her how big I was in comparison.

She seemed uncertain. I got the feeling she wanted to be given a command, something she could do to make me happy, to prove herself, to “earn” my dick, as I’d put it.

“There is one thing you can do for me though…” I started.

Her face lit up. I was right.

“Learn how to give a decent blow job. That was pathetic tonight.” I said, with a touch of disgust in my voice.

Her face fell, but she didn’t reply right away.

“I will.” she said, “I’ll practice, I promise.”

“Good.” I said.

She didn’t leave. It still seemed like she was waiting for something.

“Thank you, for this. Thanks.” she said.

“Was that really your first ever orgasm?” I asked.

She nodded.

“Yes, definitely.”

I laughed softly.

She hadn’t seemed sure about it before, but now she knew. Whatever faint shadows of pleasure she’d experienced alone, or with her boyfriend, weren’t even close to the real thing. What she’d felt tonight as she humped my huge cock, that was what an orgasm felt like.

“Well, you’re welcome. Now get the fuck out so I can sleep.” I said.

She nodded once. As she turned to leave, I noticed the fading pink marks on her ass that my fingers had made when I grabbed it. She left, closing the door gently behind her.

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