I hiss through my gritted teeth as my muscles start to twitch, an electric current going through me as if I were hit by lightning. My heart is no longer pumping blood, but endorphins; I can almost feel them raging through my veins, consuming everything in their path and soaking my brain into an ocean of lust and pleasure.
“Oh, God,” I cry out, thrusting back against his mouth as hard as I can. Holding me by the hips, he pushes his face against my pussy, and the pressure between my thighs becomes almost unbearable. Without even allowing for my orgasm to run its course, he takes his fingers off of my clit, and turning his hand around, slides them inside of my pussy. He goes straight to my G-spot, applying just the right amount of pressure for my moans to turn into a sudden scream.
As he builds up a second orgasm on top of the first one, he takes his mouth off my pussy and runs his tongue over my crack. He only stops when he meets my asshole, and then he presses his mouth against it.
“Yes…” I moan, pushing my ass back against his mouth. He slides his tongue inside of my hole, and I lose it; there’s a detonation inside my mind, and I let out one wild scream, the muscles in my neck straining with the effort. “Fuck! FUCK!” I shout, my pussy spasming against his fingers as I come.
I can’t help but scream even louder. I don’t know even know how I do it; when he takes his mouth off my ass, he uses his free hand, and slides his index finger inside of my hole. With his fingers inside my pussy and ass, endless waves of ecstasy crash against me and devastate me completely. I almost collapse on top of the desk, my muscles burning up as if I was running a fever. When he finally takes his fingers out, I’m barely conscious. Still, desire has a pulse, and I force my eyes open.
Summoning whatever strength I still have inside of me, I stand up and turn on my heels, facing him as my heart thumps against my chest like a cannon. I look to the right, and then to the left, my skin prickling as I see our naked bodies reflected on the wall mirrors.
“Come here,” I whisper at him, sitting on top of his desk and parting my legs. He comes forward, placing his body between my legs; grabbing his cock, he angles it down and presses his glans against my wetness. With a lewd smile, I place my arms over his shoulders and urge him to carry on, to fuck me as hard as he can.
Moving steadily, he starts to push his cock past my folds, shards of pleasure digging into my brain as he moves. When his shaft is halfway in, he suddenly thrusts, drawing a loud moan from my lips. I throw my head back, grinning wildly, and look to the side as he starts to rock his hips against me. My reflection grins back at me from the other side of the room, and I let my eyes wander to Ethan’s body; from here, I can see him thrusting, his ass cheeks flexing over and over again as he pounds me with his massive cock.
“Now this is fun,” I tell him, looking from one side to the other and taking in the sight of Ethan fucking me from all angles. His muscles are bulging, and I see them working like the perfect piece of human engineering they are.
“What’s fun,” he starts to say, nibbling at my neck once more, “is fucking your tight pussy.” He pushes me back on top of the table, and as I lean down, he curls his fingers around my ankles. Lifting my legs, he places them over his shoulders, and starts to thrust immediately. Pistoning into me harder than before, he now goes deeper, his tip hitting that sweet spot inside of me.
I keep watching everything unfold through the mirrors, my naked body ravaged by Ethan as he fucks me. It’s weird to watch everything through a game of mirrors, reflections upon reflections kicking my lust into overdrive.
“You sure like to watch yourself,” Ethan says, thrusting as hard as he can.
“No… I like to watch you fucking me,” I say between hard breaths, managing not to scream just for a few seconds. I’m looking into his eyes now, entranced by the flames dancing there. Inside him rages a fire, and I just know that it’s going to consume mercilessly. Which is exactly what I want.
“Then watch,” he simply whispers, placing his arms around my legs and keeping me in place as he fucks me at a maddening pace. I tilt my head to the side and force my eyes to remain open, watching the sway of his hips as his cock slides in and out of me. He rams his shaft into me until my pussy lips caress the skin at the base of his cock, and then he pulls it back all the way to his glans before thrusting again. He keeps going like this for what seems like an eternity, time becoming just a foreign word to my ears. Right now, I’m drifting away, carried by a river of pleasure and wonder.
I close my eyes and surrender completely, allowing my brain to shut down all the unnecessary noise inside it. Now focusing only on the way his shaft strains against my inner walls and stretches me wide, it’s only a matter of seconds until I come again.