I reach under my skirt, between my legs, and take his rock-hard cock in my hand. Jackson’s breath stops. I guide that dick to my hole and slowly lower him into me. Jackson lets out a moan, his eyes opening momentarily. He grabs hold of my waist as if he needs to stay grounded.
He’s so fucking thick and long that I pause for a moment, letting my pussy get used to sudden deepening and stretch. I move up on him, then fall gently back down, grinding my hips into his to really push into me further. I spread my legs wider and rest my hands on his hips. There’s a slight pain far inside me from taking so much of him at once but I’m determined to work through it. I lift myself off him only the slightest bit, and then I begin slowly rocking back and forth. Jackson moans my name, his hands squeezing my hips. I pick up the pace, loosening myself up and suddenly wanting him deeper. I’m fully on him, his dick as far up inside me as it’ll go and it’s heaven. Jackson’s body inside mine, filling me up, it’s like it’s all I need in the world. I can’t believe how much I need this man, and even more amazing is that he seems to need me as well. I look down at him, such a beautiful specimen, his body so perfect. I can’t imagine—I don’t want to imagine—a time in the future in which we’re not together. How would I breathe without him? The need for him has become so great it’s as if we couldn’t possibly function without each other.
Jackson suddenly has his hand around me and flips me on my back in one quick motion, startling and delighting me. Yeah, he’s definitely awake now.
“Come here,” he says. He takes my hand and pulls me up into as much of a sitting position as I can with his dick still inside me. “Get this off.” We clamor to get my top off and he wastes no time in removing my bra. His mouth is on my tits immediately, kissing and sucking at my nipples, kneading me not so gently with his hand. I’m trying to figure out how to arch my back toward him so he can take more of my breasts while also pushing my pelvis further into him.
He pulls back from my chest, his hands working furiously around my skirt, trying to find the zipper. It’s been twisted around my body so many times I’m not even sure where it’s ended up.
“Where the fuck is this thing,” he says. I giggle as we both feel around the fabric until he finds it. I want to cry when he pulls his dick out of me to rip down the skirt, which he tosses to the side. I push my knees wide, waiting for him to take me back, but he pauses. He looks down at my body, his eyes scanning me as if he’s memorizing every curve and every line. “This body,” he says, his eyes drinking me in, “is stunning. I love this body.”
Damn if it doesn’t make me want to come right then. Instead I let out a whimper, scooting down closer to him, needing him back inside my pussy that is absolutely throbbing. I can feel how swollen my cunt lips are. I reach down to give myself some relief as he takes me in with his eyes. When I start to circle my clit with my finger, Jackson’s mouth falls open. He licks his lips, watching.
My thighs are tingling with anticipation as my finger gets soaked in my own wetness.
“You have no idea how sexy you are,” Jackson says, watching me with fascination.
“Take me,” I say, pushing my hips up toward him. “Please, Jackson. Take me.”
In a flash he’s got his dick in his hand and is shoving himself into me, making me gasp with delight. My eyes flutter shut as he moves into me in slow, hard punches. My tits jiggle with each thrust, and he reaches out and holds and rubs me, his thumb crossing my nipple as he slams into me again. I reach back and put my hand on the wall, bracing myself from the hard slow pump from Jackson’s powerful cock. Jackson moves his hands to my hips, holding me in place so he can use all the power he wants, and I take it, pushing my legs still further apart. His thumb finds my clit, and with increased speed he picks up where I left off. With my hands on the wall, his cock slamming into my cunt and his thumb working my clit I'm going absolutely mad. He picks up speed with his dick, going faster and impossibly harder. I don’t even try to hide my screams. It’s all too much, too good, my skin too hot as my pussy gets fucks so hard. I’m crying out as the world explodes behind my eyes, my entire body turns to spasms as I buck and scream out, sweat rolling across my entire body.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” I say, and Jackson laughs.
“You are the sexiest beast I have ever seen,” he says. He slides out of me, and I feel his absence immediately. I let out a little groan at the loss. “How am I going to not think about this tomorrow while I’m sitting at the table with your family?”