Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(26)

I grit my teeth as I feel the tip of his cock resting against my wet  pussy lips and I let instinct take the steering wheel. Raising my hips  slightly, I then lower them so that my pussy swallows the tip of his  cock. "You're so tight …  I want to fuck you so bad," he groans and, with  that, he grins at me and thrusts hard. His cock slides inside of me fast  and I throw my head back, gritting my teeth hard as I try choke down a  scream.

You have no idea how much I want to scream right now. Even my lungs seem  to be on fire. I mean, Austin's twelve-inch cock is enough to make any  woman scream. Sure, I'm not the most experienced woman when it comes to  having such a huge thing shoved deep inside my pussy, but I don't  believe I'm out of place when saying that this urge to scream is simply  too overwhelming.

I keep frozen in place for a long while, my body trying to grow  accustomed to Austin's monstrous thickness. As if that was possible.

Raising my hips once more, a moan escaping my lips, I succumb to the  maddening urge to impale myself on his cock and start moving up and down  in a coming and going motion, his cock sliding deep inside of me.

Placing my feet on either side of his thighs, I use them as leverage to  start going faster, Austin's cock completely demolishing my aching  pussy. I do it for as long as I can, my limbs growing exhausted with  each passing second.

Perhaps feeling that exhaustion taking over me, Austin then decides to  take the lead. Resting his hands on my ass cheeks and squeezing them  hard, he starts thrusting upward, his rhythm a violent one right from  the start. His cock flies in and out of my pussy at such a mind-bending  pace that I don't even know if I'm breathing right now. Hell, I don't  even know if I'm alive  –  as far as I know I might have died and gone to  Heaven.

Somehow, I manage to try and match the rhythm with which he's trusting,  but it's almost impossible. I rock my body a few times, but that  exhaustion takes over my muscles once again. Which isn't a problem,  really  –  Austin is fully devoted to giving me the fuck of a lifetime,  and so he holds the whole rhythm by himself.

This is perfection. This is transcendence.

If I knew this would be the consequence of taking up this assignment,  Tracy would have had no problem convincing me. Forget about all the  millions. Austin's cock would be payment enough.

Slapping my ass cheeks over and over again, Austin keeps on pounding me  with the fury of a God, driving me to the edge of pleasure. I feel my  muscles tensing up and I realize that, more than being over the edge,  I'm already diving down pleasure's abyss.

"I'm gonna--" I start and, sensing that I'm about to let out a mighty  scream, Austin cups my mouth with one hand. I scream out against  Austin's hand, the sound coming weak and muffled. My body is on fire  right now, and I wouldn't be surprised if that was literally happening  –   if I opened my eyes right now and saw flames dancing around both my  legs and arms, I'd just assume it was part of fucking a man like Austin.  Seriously, pleasure like this doesn't belong to the realm of common  mortals.

"More," I simply whisper, my voice completely shot.

"The lady asks, the lady gets," he replies, leaning forward and laying  me down on the floor as his cock pops out of my pussy. The moment I feel  my back against the floor, I find some strength left inside of me and I  use it all to turn myself around. Going on all fours, I jut my ass back  against him and wiggle my ass from side to side, inviting him in.

"I love the sight from here," he whispers as he kneels behind me,  slapping me hard with the back of his hand, the sound of it almost too  loud. I just hope no one hears it and decides to investigate.

Jutting my ass further back, I grit my teeth as I feel the tip of his  cock once more pressed against my pussy. Slapping my ass once more for  good measure, he then thrusts fast and drives his cock deep into me.

He doesn't build a rhythm this time  –  no, this time his rhythm starts at  full force, the rage of lust making him fuck me like a man possessed.  Thrusting like a man consumed by madness, he slams his cock so hard into  my pussy that I have no idea if I'll ever be able to walk again. Not  that I'm complaining  –  oh, no, far from it. As far as I'm concerned,  Austin can fuck me as hard as he wants to. And that's exactly what I  tell him.

"Harder!" I whisper, desire turning into sound as the words leave my  mouth. "Harder, please!" I'm asking him to go harder but, between you  and me, I have no idea if I can actually survive it. All I know is that I  want it to happen. I want to come so hard that I might pass out and be  unconscious for a whole year.

Thrusting violently, he conducts me like a maestro would conduct an  orchestra, his cock the perfect instrument in a symphony of pleasure. I  feel the rumbling of an orgasm inside me and, closing my eyes and  pursing my lips, I prepare for what's about to happen.

"Don't …  stop! Don't you dare to stop!" I hiss through my gritted teeth,  thrusting back at him with all the strength left in my body, my ass  cheeks slapping his thighs hard.         

     



 

Fucking me without a trace of mercy or gentleness, he destroys my  rational mind with his cock, driving it so deep inside of me that he  might split me in half. Chomping on my lower lip hard enough to draw  blood, I turn my fingers into claws and drag them across the floor as an  orgasm explodes inside of me, making my heart stop beating  –  or perhaps  making it beat so fast I can't even feel it. I don't even know anymore.

Instead of stopping as I come, Austin just redoubles his efforts,  thrusting so hard that I don't even know if I'm still feeling the same  orgasm. His cock simply makes pleasure erupt under my skin and sends  tendrils of ecstasy to choke down all rational thought inside my mind.

"Wait!" I cry out in a hushed tone, pushing my ass back and forcing him  to stop. Surprised by what I just said, he stops moving, and that's when  the clear sound of footsteps reaches us both. There's muffled chatter  coming from outside the broom closet, and I feel beads of sweat starting  to form on my forehead. What if a janitor decides to come and pick some  cleaning material? We didn't even lock the door behind us, such was our  hurry!

Luckily, the footsteps and the chatter starts dying out in the distance.  Only then do I realize that I was holding my breath. Taking a mouthful  of air, I exhale sharply as Austin resumes his thrusting motion, using  his cock to stab me with murderous intent.

Closing my eyes, I let our bodies fuse into one, and I don't even notice  the time passes us by. Right now we're in a world of our own, one where  only pleasure and lust exist. One where we simply can't be disturbed by  the so-called real world  –  because, right now, this broom closet is the  whole extent of my real world.

"I'm going to cum," Austin groans suddenly, jolting me out of my reverie.

"Me too," I breathe out, recognizing the whole pressure building inside  my chest as the warning sign of an impending orgasm. The moment I say  it, that pressure unfolds into something fierce and violent, and I feel  pleasure's fingers reaching for my neck and choking me hard.

My pussy clamps down on Austin's cock, tightening it hard, and I have to  grit my teeth to stop myself from screaming. At the same time, the  warmness of Austin's seed spills into me, his cock throbbing hard  against my inner walls. I keep in place as he gushes his whole load  inside of me, and it doesn't take long for me to start feeling heavy  beads of semen dripping down my thighs.

A sudden wild desire taking over me, I launch myself forward and turn  around as fast as I can. Grabbing his cock fast, I dive into it with my  open mouth, swallowing it whole as a thick strand of cum shoots straight  into me. Wrapping my lips around it, I let Austin cum inside my mouth,  filling it up to the brim in a matter of a few heartbeats.

Feeling the dying spasms of his cock against my tongue, I slide his  twelve inches out and then open my mouth, showing him the whole mess he  created inside of me.

"Lovely," he grins and, as a reply, I close my mouth and swallow his whole load, his delicious seed washing down my throat.

"Lovely and delicious," I whisper, throwing myself back. Laying on the  floor of the cramped closed, I prop myself up on my elbows and spread my  legs, offering Austin a nice view of my dirty pussy. "But look at the  mess you've made … "

Still with a dazed smile on his lips, he looks down at my pussy, taking  in the scene. Ropes of cum are dripping out of my pussy, and my inner  thighs are glistening from his juices.

"I can't go out like this," I tease him, biting down on my lower lip.

"No, you can't," he agrees, deciding to play the game to which I invited  him. Leaning in without taking his eyes off mine, he parts his lips  slightly and reaches for my pussy. I close my eyes and throw my head  back as I feel his mouth landing on my wetness, his tongue running up  and down the length of my pussy as he scoops up his own load.