Mr. President:A Billionaire & Virgin Fake Fiance Romance(50)

I ease myself down on his cock, biting on my lower lip as I feel his  thickness parting my labia and sliding in. I let him go all the way in  and, the moment his cock is sheathed in me, I start swaying my hips back  and forth. He grabs me by the ass, bucking his hips at me as I move; we  become one like that, our motion one and the same.

With my hands on his chest, we go slowly and tenderly, his cock gently  sliding in and out of my pussy as our bodies rock. I lean forward,  gently brushing my lips against his. I arch my back then, and start to  move faster; he matches my movements by thrusting harder as well, the  sound of his thighs slapping against my buttocks filling the whole room.  It doesn't take long for us to be lost in a frenzy of motion, thick  beads of sweat pooling on my forehead.         

     



 

We keep moving until I'm soaked in sweat, stray locks of hair plastered  to my forehead. I feel beads of it running down my back and, even though  I feel the claws of exhaustion reaching for me, I keep moving furiously  over his cock. Wanting to go one step further, I stop moving just for  the time necessary for me to plant my feet by the side of his thighs.  Without taking his cock from inside of me, I lift my body up and squat  down over his waist, allowing his cock to go even deeper than before.

We change glances and his lips curl upward into a grin as he reaches for  me, two of his fingers pressing down on my clit as go. I feel that  electric pulse inside of me once more, and just a few heartbeats after  that, a tiny spark of pleasure turns into a wildfire of delight.

My pussy clenches around his cock and I ease myself down, my knees  touching the floor once again. I lean forward, my forearms across his  chest as I tremble in ecstasy. I can't even moan or scream anymore; my  vocal chords have reached their limit, and all they can produce is a  small croak of pleasure.

I roll to the side limply, spreading both arms and legs on the floor as I  stare at the ceiling, my chest rising and falling at a quick pace. God,  I'm so exhausted …  And still, I want more! I don't know what Arsen does  to me, but whenever I'm with him I turn into an insatiable beast. Which  works just fine, since he seems even more insatiable than I am. Between  the sheets, we're truly a match made in Heaven. That is, if we were  between any sheets-it seems that with him we don't even have the  necessary patience to get anywhere near a bed. I'm not complaining,  though; his naked body is the only furniture I need.

Taking a deep breath, I summon whatever strength still lives inside of me and go up to my feet as Arsen sits up.

Looking him in the eye, I throw him a dirty smile as I sashay across the  living room and move toward the bedroom. It's time to fuck on a proper  mattress. With Arsen following after me, I enter the room and climb on  top of the bed with my knees; I go on all fours and sway my ass from  side to side as an invitation. I don't need to say more; he crosses the  room with two wide strides, firmly grabbing my hips as he positions  himself behind me. I look back over my shoulder, a fire burning in my  eyes.

"What are you waiting for?" I ask, biting down on my lower lip. "Fuck  me. Hard." Arsen throws me a coy grin and, grabbing his shaft, presses  his tip against my labia.

"You asked for it," he says and, with a smirk, thrusts. As his cock  strains against my inner walls in its way in, a violent scream climbs up  my throat and explodes in my mouth, waves of ecstasy riding through me  as Arsen starts to fuck me viciously.

I lose all notion of time as he thrusts into me; my body burning as my  mind slowly drowns. My rational mind vanishes into oblivion, and all  that's left behind the wheel are my primal and savage urges.

I thrust back at Arsen, matching the movements of his hips. My ass  cheeks slap his thighs, the sound of flesh on flesh driving me even more  crazy. I'm sweating once more, pushing my body past all limits and  forgetting about the exhaustion that is seeping from my muscles to my  bones.

Gritting my teeth, I exhale sharply as he spreads my cheeks apart with  his hands; he then runs his index finger over my crack, placing it  against my anus. Slowly but steadily, he slides it in, a long moan  tumbling out of my lips as I feel him go in. His whole finger inside of  me, he starts to fuck me even more relentlessly; I'm not even moving  anymore, I'm just there taking it in and trying not to pass out from all  the pleasure.

"Arsen … " I moan, the way his name feels on my tongue like a perfect  aphrodisiac. "Arsen … . Don't stop! Don't STOP!" I shout as loud as I can,  my lungs hurting from the effort. I come violently, a shiver of ecstasy  going up my spine as he stops moving, his cock deep inside of me.

My body still trembling, he pulls his cock out slowly, each inch that  slides out between my labia making me tremble even more. The moment he  lets go of me, I collapse on top of the mattress, seeing all black. I  have to take a few deep breaths to steady myself, trying hard not to  pass out. Who knew that obscene amounts of pleasure could make you pass  out? I didn't, but now that I do, I just can't help but want to see how  far I can go. I'm a woman who loves challenges, what else can I say?

Sitting up on the bed, I turn to Arsen and spread my legs, grabbing both my breasts as I look into his eyes.

"Don't tell me you're already tired," I tease him, pinching my right nipple between my thumb and index finger.

"You should know me better by now," he shoots back, placing his hand on  my knees and spreading my legs even further. Approaching me, he grabs  his shaft and guides it home, immediately thrusting without even letting  me prepare for it. It slides easily inside of me, my pussy already used  to accommodating his thickness. Rocking his body against mine, we start  fucking again, all my nerve endings crying with delight. Christ, Arsen  has given me more pleasure in an hour than all other men combined during  my whole life.

My hands go to his back, and I lower them over the curve of his  buttocks. Grabbing his ass, I urge him to go faster, bucking my hips at  him as he thrusts. He takes the hint quickly enough, his rhythm growing  with each stroke. Leaning into me, he goes for my breasts, laying his  mouth right between them as he keeps on fucking me, his lips move over  the curve of my right breast and he wraps them around my nipple, sucking  eagerly.

I throw my head back, an exhausted moan on my lips as I succumb to his  body. If the human body didn't have all these silly limitations, I'd  want to remain here forever, Arsen's cock deep inside me. I mean, is  there anything better than this in the whole world? I really, really  doubt it.

Letting go of my nipple, he takes his mouth to my neck, nibbling at the soft skin there, and then moves upward to my ear.

"I can't get enough of this," he whispers, his hands on my hips. "I  could fuck you like this forever," he continues, almost as if he could  read my thoughts. I open my mouth to speak, but I can't even do that; my  vocal chords are spent, and my brain is in no condition to form a  coherent sentence. Thankfully, this is no time for conversation. He  grabs me by the hair and yanks my head back, thrusting with such  strength that I can't help but open my mouth and scream, my throat  burning with the effort.

He's ravaging me, fucking me without grace or mercy. Like a wild beast,  he's showing me what a real man can do with a woman's body. I bury my  fingernails on his back, gritting my teeth and preparing for the  incoming storm. I already feel its roar inside of me, thunder and  lightning looming on my mind's horizon. This time, I'm truly not sure if  I can withstand this-I mean, how many times have I come since I got  here? Too many to count, I'm sure.

Every single muscle in my body tenses up, my nerve endings charged with  electricity as I feel the fuse of pleasure burning up. Two heartbeats,  one deep breath, and I just explode: all the tension in my body frees  itself, a painful scream leaving my mouth as my brain turns into mush.  This is way beyond anything I have ever experienced …  And still he keeps  thrusting. He fucks me as if tomorrow would never come, ignoring all my  shouts of ecstasy - my throat is raw and hurting, but I just can't help  it.

Suddenly, he stops; his body turns rigid, his muscles becoming as hard  as concrete. I look at him, see him with eyes closed and gritted teeth,  and prepare for what's to come-and I mean that pretty literally. His  cock starts to spasm and a thought crosses my mind. With both hands on  his chest, I push him to the side and, moving as quickly as I can, I go  down on my knees and lean forward. I wrap my lips around his cock just  in time, a torrent of cum filling my mouth at once. Cupping his balls as  he comes, I stay in place while he empties his whole load inside of my  mouth. His flavor is salty and raw, manly like everything in him.

He keeps cumming for what seems like forever, his cum gushing inside my  mouth with no end in sight. I feel my mouth becoming full, but even then  I don't pull back; I remain still, strands of cum dripping down my lips  and chin. It's simply too much for me to hold it all in my mouth, and  it keeps on coming. Thicks drops fall to my breasts, my chin covered in  his semen …  Only when I'm a wet mess does he finally stop, pulling his  cock out of my mouth with an exhausted grin.