He ravished her sex, filling her with desire; her sweet body tightening, then going slack, then rigid all over again with need.
Euphoric.
Intoxicating.
Another climax crashed against Nairobia’s walls, splashing out in heavy waves of bliss as expletives filled the room, and her body convulsed, her pussy melting into her young lover’s mouth.
Mouth curling up in a satisfying smile, Josiah was ready to plunge back inside her wet, slippery heat. Blood hummed in his body for release, for her. He needed back inside her. Now.
Quick on his feet, his sheathed erection bobbed up and down in anticipation. An instant later, Josiah’s cock was at the opening of her slit again, his head aching for entry past swollen tissues, back into her juicy flesh.
Nairobia drew in a breath as Josiah touched her, using his fingers to open her wide, making her more needy, more aroused. Then she inhaled, feeling the plump head of his cock at her entrance—all slick, all ready—wanting him, waiting for him. Her pussy clenched emptiness. She longed to have him back inside her.
“Bury yourself in me,” she said, in a voice heavy with lust and heat. “Lose yourself inside me, my love.”
Josiah groaned. Oh how he wanted back inside her so desperately, lost in her sweet heat. Without words, he gave her what she asked for. Between gnashed teeth, he gave himself what he craved. What they both craved.
His dick sank deep.
His toes curled. Nairobia grew wetter, her swollen lips wrapping around his shaft with each thrust into her body, her cunt quaking with joy. Exploding. Clenching. Cock drawing out, then plunging in, drawing out, then plunging in. In. Out. In. Out.
Rhythmic pounding lifted Nairobia’s body up with every thrust. Her walls tightened. Delicious pleasure soared through her body, clutching, crashing and colliding into Josiah’s own crippling need. “Feel that,” she rasped. “My wet heat for you? My needy cunt greedy for you.”
He moaned. “Yes, baby, yes…aaah, shit, yeah…” He thrust deeper, faster. “Shit!” The friction and heat were making him mindless. Nairobia pushed back against him, her ass slamming against his groin.
“Harder.”
Josiah groaned, bucking faster, sawing his cock back and forth, in and out, his swollen shaft pillaging her core. Nairobia heard herself crying out in pleasure. Heard the slap of Josiah’s body against hers.
“Ja, ja, ja…you like this wet kut…you love how it makes your cock crazed, no? Mmm. My kut is so wet for you…fuck meeee, my love…”
And then—oh thank God—Josiah slipped his hand between their bodies to stroke her clit, more pleasure swirling in brilliant heat. Wet flames engulfing him. And her.
Josiah quickly pulled out. And moments later, Nairobia was up on her desk, her legs pulled back, her knees pressed toward her breasts, gazing up at Josiah as he snatched off his condom and fisted himself over her creamy cunt.
“Yes, my darling, yes,” Nairobia cooed, pulling open her sensitive folds. “Come all over my kut. Let me feel your heat…”
“Aaaah, aaaah, aaah…ohhhhh, fuck…” Dazed at the sight of her pink insides clenching and quivering, her juices pooling out, Josiah choked back a yell as heavy ropes of scorching cum gushed from his cock, lapped against her labia, and singed her clit.
Over and over, he pumped himself, squeezing his cock, releasing ribbon after ribbon of his seeds, emptying his swollen sac. He pumped himself, milked out every last drop, until he had nothing else left.
Nairobia moaned as he laid his still-hard dick over her slit and slid back and forth over it, before sliding its head over her sex and slathering his warm, milky seed into her flesh.
“Lick me,” she hissed, her hips slowly undulating.
Tongue out, Josiah leaned in, and buried his face between her thighs, licking her clean.
She melted all over again.
FOUR
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Nairobia shamelessly eyed the radio host, licking her lips, as he adjusted his headphones. Dark-chocolate skin melted over ropes of thick muscle. Long-lashed eyelids wrapped around smoldering dark-chocolate eyes. Full, luscious lips made for pussy sucking. Long, thick, manicured fingers. Everything about this man was…deliciously big. From his feet to his hands and scrumptious dick, he was six feet eight inches of heavenly perfection.