“I don’t believe it. If you’re not careful, you’re going to leave me in pieces.” He was slightly worried that she was going to break the skin, but what he didn’t realize was that this was not her first rodeo. Riding a man to completion was an art form and one that she required complete concentration. “I can feel you working me over and I have no idea how you’re doing that. I don’t know, if I’m coming or going, but I got a feeling that you’re going to find out sooner than later.” The liquor was causing him to move with the motion of a man possessed by a woman that had turned me into a gibbering idiot.
He found his manhood by turning her over and placing her feet onto his shoulders. He looked down to see that they were joined at the hip and the feeling was indescribable. He pushed forward with his knees planted on the leather couch. He buried himself repeatedly and watched her face turn from mild amusement to orgasmic contortions. Her eyes were closed and she was throwing her head from side to side, while he appealed to her sexual nature.
They were already sweaty and it didn’t even occur to them that time meant absolutely nothing. In their inebriated state, they could continue to give, as good as they were getting. “I’ve been sick of the same old kind of sex. It’s boring. I need a real man that can take control…take control.” She licked her lips to find any kind of moisture, as she screamed and buried her teeth into his neck through the shirt that was hanging barely on his frame.
He could feel the motion of her sex going out of control. His knob was flared like that of a beast ready to let go. He tried to hold on, but then it became an effort just to keep going an inch at a time. He felt like they needed time, so he did the only thing that he could under the circumstances. He pulled free to see that he was on the edge. The color of his shaft had turned this angry purple and the knob looked like it was going to explode at any second. “I don’t want to ruin this and you deserve better than that. I can make this something more than what I have with other girls. I should just take you and fuck you, until I cum inside that sweet little hole of yours. For some reason I want to prolong that from happening. I want to enhance this experience and leave you with a lasting reminder of our time together.” He didn’t dare touch himself, or that would’ve been the last thing that he would ever do.
Josie was looking at him strangely and couldn’t quite believe that he had the forethought to pull away at the last second. She saw that it was throbbing and in need of some kind of relief, but he was denying himself that pleasure for the sake of making this last longer. She was tempted to grab it and to see it fire off like a cannon, but what she wanted most of all was for her idol to man up.
“I’m surprised that you didn’t just throw your hands up in defeat. This is my idea of celebrating and living my life. I think that it’s time that we hit the floor. We can do it like they do on the discovery channel.” She could see the confusion in his eyes, but that turned to elation, as she got into the position of the doggy style. She wiggled her butt and winked at him over her shoulder. She had her hands over the glass coffee table with her breasts pressing into the surface. Her nipples were squashed underneath her, but then she felt his hands touching her and then peeling away her resistance.
“Never let it be said that I don’t give the girl what she wants.” The scuffing of his knees on the wood underneath him was nothing. The liquor that was inducing this kind of reaction had also caused him to feel no pain. The only thing that he was worried about was how long he was going to last, as he buried himself and held still with the quivering lips now working him into a frenzy.
“I’m going to take it all night and I’m going to be the last one standing.” This was her personal dare to make him work his best and not phone it in for the sake of his own pleasure. “I just want it all and I’m not going to settle for second best. Put your hands on my ass and fuck me hard. Oh yeah…I can feel your shaft inside me. If I were to touch your balls at this precise moment, I doubt that you would be able to hold back.” Payton was paying homage to her body like no man had ever done before. She had fears that this night would be a dismal disappointment, but it wasn’t even close to that.
“I hope that you will remember…MEEEEEEE.” Payton was gritting his teeth and trying every trick in the book to stop himself from feeling that overload of stimulus. She gave him that wink and smile. Seeing her beautiful lips crimson was the one thing that made him powerless. He had her wrapped around his finger from the moment that they met. He was the bad boy and he was determined to make her scream again.