Dirty Daddy(361)
I ride myself to exhaustion, my coming and going motion only slowing down when I can’t go on any longer. And, when that happens, I’m already screaming at the top of my lungs. Pleasure makes its way up from my pussy and, in my throat, it turns into a raw and primal sound, exploding in the air like the sound of a grenade.
I think of rolling to the side, spreading my legs, and let him do the heavy lifting. But no, I want more than that; as such, I take my knees off of the mattress and, with both feet on the side of Danny’s hips, I squat over him. His cock is still inside of me, so all I have to do is take a deep breath and order my body to start moving again, which he does. I jump up and down on his cock, the thunder of the orgasm he gave me still roaring inside of me, and I do it until a second orgasm explodes on top of the first one.
This time I really roll to the side, breathing hard while fireworks go off behind my closed eyelids.
“C’mere,” I whisper lazily, spreading my legs while I hear the mattress sighing as Danny moves. He lies on top of my body and, grabbing his cock with one hand, he guides it home. He’s inside of me in one sudden thrust, one hand holding my head while the other one runs through my hair.
“I could stay like this forever,” he whispers into my hair, gently moving his cock in and out of me.
“Me too,” I tell him with a smile, resting my hands on his back. I let my fingers lay there as I feel his muscles moving, every inch of Danny’s body designed with one sole intent in mind: pleasure.
He keeps on thrusting at that gentle pace until time seems to melt away around us. Our bodies float down the river of eternity, our minds adrift but never letting go of one another. This moment is perfection itself.
“I love you,” I tell him once more, brushing my lips against his. I don’t think I’ll ever grow tired of having these three words in my mouth. I’ve never been cold or anything like that, but I never thought I’d be this… in love. Yeah, that’s the right term, and I don’t care if it sounds corny.
“I love you too, never doubt that. Not for one second,” he says, and then pulls his cock out of me. He climbs off of me, lying on his side, and places one hand on my waist. Making me roll to the side, my back turned to him, he presses his body against mine and guides his cock between my thighs. He’s inside of me just like that, almost as if his cock never left my pussy, and his thrusts resume that soft kind rhythm.
We remain like that, two bodies fused into one, for God knows how long, time just a word without meaning. This time I don’t moan or scream; I just grab at the sheets hard, exhaling sharply as a bright ball of ecstasy rolls up into existence deep inside of me.
He stops thrusting as I come, and he simply holds me tight, his cock still inside of me. When I finally open my eyes, my breathing still hard but returning to normal, he finally slides out of me. I turn on the bed to face him and kiss him on the lips.
“Now,” I whisper, gently smiling, “I want the X-rated version.” My smile turns into a grin, and the flicker in his eyes tells me that he doesn’t need any clarifications.
“The lady asks, the lady gets,” he says, sitting up on the bed and then going on his knees. “Now come here.” I exchange one last glance with him and go on all fours right in front of me, wiggling my ass as he grabs me by the hips, pulling me into him.
He takes one hand off of my waist, and I wince as I realize what he’s going to do. I purse my lips, hold my breath, and then I feel the palm of his hand landing heavily on my ass cheek. He does it over and over again, imprinting the mark of his fingers on my flesh, the sound of it echoing in the room.
“Fuck me,” I moan, thrusting my ass back at him; this time he doesn’t make me beg. The moment the words leave my lips, I feel the tip of his cock brushing against my inner lips. Then, a heartbeat after that, his cock is sheathed to the hilt inside of me. He drives it all the way in, his fingers hooked on my hips as he thrusts and holds his position.
Slowly, he starts building up a rhythm, but he does it fast enough; in a matter of seconds the sound of his thighs slapping my ass fill the whole room and drown my brain in a symphony of lust.
“Harder,” I tell him, the tone of my voice harsh and commanding, and he obliges happily; he rocks his body so hard against mine that if he wasn’t holding me by the hips I’d just fall forward. At the same time, he laces my waist with one arm and takes two fingers to my clit, pressing on it while he ravages my pussy.
Fucking me while working my clit, he drives me to the edge of pleasure and then throws me off it. I go from my hands to my elbows, barely enough strength left in my arms to support myself. And still he keeps on thrusting, his movements vicious and wild, a sweet savagery to the way he moves and demolishes my pussy. I scream as an explosion goes off inside my body, one so violent that I dive head first into the mattress, the sheets muffling my scream of utter ecstasy.