"I can't help it, I stay rock hard around you, Penny. I want you so goddamn much," he says and kisses me on the cheek. It's so tender and intimate.
I feel the thrill rise inside me and I know I want him again. I don't care if my pussy is sore for a week later, I want him to fuck me more, and I'll want him to fuck me while I'm sore later. All my holes were made perfect for him to fuck exactly the way he wants to.
"I know that look," Magnus says with a sly grin spreading over his face.
"I need you to fuck me more, Daddy," I say, jutting out my lower lip and quivering it.
His eyes narrow, eyelids hooding over them with lust. He sets me down on the couch and I quickly snatch his cock and start sucking it. I can't help how much I need him and I can tell that he was about to pull his cock out of my mouth and fuck me, but I see his toes clenching up and I know I'm sucking his cock good enough to give him pause. I like that. I like having this kind of power to please him. No one could make me cum the way he does. If I give him even a fraction of that pleasure then I can die a happy woman.
If I can always be his, then I'll be the happiest woman in the world. I know it in my heart and that truth rings out in my soul.
So I bob my head up and down on his cock with every drop of energy I have and suck like I'm trying to capture his body and suck it clean out of existence, like I'm a black hole. I'm sucking so hard my cheeks are dented in and pressed against the huge cock that just barely even fits in my mouth. I can feel his cock slide deep in my throat and it turns me on to think about the sight of his cock buried deep down my throat. I keep up the frantic pace and squeeze his ass with my hands. I'm gripping him for dear life and his breathing is telling me how close he is. Making Magnus lose control is basically the highest honor I'll ever achieve in life. I'm desperate to shatter every drop of control he has and make sure he comes in my mouth before he fucks me. I mean, don't you think that only seems fair?
He seems to be onto me. I see him look at me with confusion—he's not sure if he wants to pull out of my mouth and fuck me now, or let me keep sucking his cock. I don't want to give him the option and I swallow him up, sucking and fucking my mouth onto his cock as fast as I can.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Magnus groans out, and I feel him give in. I feel his balls unloading in my mouth, heaping gulps of cum spurting down my throat. I swallow up every last drop, desperate to suck every bit of cum his cock has ready. Not just because I want to make sure he enjoys this blow job as much as possible. Also because I'm bankrupting his cum stocks so that he keeps fucking me as much as we both need. Even a sex god like him needs some bounce back time, and for Magnus, he stays rock hard while his balls build up another load of cum.
See? I'm all about future planning. I have my sights set on a very good future. At least, a very good night and a very bow legged tomorrow. The idea of walking all weakly tomorrow makes my knees wobble some now. I can be such a romantic, you see. I press my hands hard against his ass while slamming my own face down on his cock so that he's pounding furiously into my mouth and I suck every last drop of his cum, and he doesn't pull out to cum anywhere on me. I win this round. For the bonus points, I suck damn hard on his cock that's not shooting anymore cum, and he shivers. I made Magnus, the man who can and will make me cum with just a look, shiver because his cock was still in my mouth.
I'll go ahead and write my acceptance speech later for the award I've earned.
I release my man's cock, finally, and look up at him. He narrows his eyes at me but he's smiling so damn widely he can't fool anyone. But Magnus is so not a man to waste any time. He presses the head of his cock onto my pussy slit and slides down, then pushes every inch of that rock hard dick right up my pussy. I'm stretching around him, groaning as he fills me up again. He slams hard into me and I can't breathe. It was easier to breathe with his foot long totally blocking my airway. That's how damn good him fucking me is. He pounds in deeper, harder, faster, by the second and my scratchy cum-coated throat doesn't quite have the volume for the moans and screams that my lips are releasing. I want to giggle at how I'm practically wheezing from cumming too hard but I'm too busy getting fucked, railed and trying to breathe to laugh at the humor of the situation.
"I will never be able to fuck you enough," Magnus says, slamming his cock into me and looking into my eyes deeply. His gaze makes me shiver. "But I'm going to cum soon, and that's probably enough for tonight. Wrap your hands around my neck," he says, and he leans down. I wrap my wobbling legs around him. Magnus stands and bounces me up and down on his cock.
I can barely breathe but I laugh. The laugh makes my pussy flutter and we both moan in response. "God, now," I try to whimper out, but I can't hardly get any words to form coherently because he's fucking me so hard I can't think and because he's fucking me so hard that my words are getting drowned out. "You are just showing off," I gasp out quickly.