by Dark Angel
His mouth on mine is more home than anything I've ever known. The taste of his breath, the hum of his moans into my mouth. Him still cradling my head as I'm climbing him against this wall, climbing him like I'm a spider with eight legs instead of just my two hands, my two legs...there's an urgency that we have every time we touch, and if I'm being honest I don't think that urgency is ever going to die.
The hands gripping my hair trail down my spine and grasp my ass with both hands, lifting me up so that my pussy is lined up with his cock. Jason is harder than perhaps I've ever felt him. That's really saying something with the massive cock he has! I'm grinding my pussy against it, running it up and down my folds, and I'm getting just damned hungry for it. That's the only way to describe it. We're in love and I'm in love with that massive cock. I know exactly what it is going to feel like when I glide down on its full length.
I line my entrance up to his cock now, shivering with my need. Jason is holding me but doesn't impale me with the same force that he normally would. In fact, he's still letting me be in charge...and I'm happy to be able to ride him as long as I can on that massive cock. His hands are gripping me so tight, but I'm in the driver's seat.
Pulling back from our kiss, my lips bruised from how hard we were kissing, I take in the gorgeous sight of his face. His eyes are so full of emotion that something breaks in my chest, something tense that I didn't know was there. I've never been so happy in my life as I am to see him look at me with love. Adoration, and love. I feel the same. I'm probably going to drool if I look at his perfect face any longer. I mean, I've never seen anyone as painfully handsome as him. The kind of pain that makes your pussy throb...yeah, I slide down on his cock, biting on my lower lip but keeping my eyes locked with his. I can't help but suck in a breath when the enormous head is inside my pussy. Jason feels so good inside me. I let myself breathe, I take in the sight of his eyes narrowing because he's regarding me with lust, eyes hooded subconsciously and a fire flickering through them the dark orbs of his gaze. Looking at his face could be enough to make me come. I can't help but shiver just watching him, watching me. I feel my pussy stretching, filling up with him. Slowly, teasingly slow, I lower my body onto his cock.
I see the power struggle in his eyes. Jason has slammed so deep into me so many times and I know muscle memory alone wants to take over. That dominant, possessive vein that courses the hot blood through his body. He’s been tender, he’s been rough…Jason has always been everything I needed in the moment that I’ve needed him. I love that’s he’s torn right now between what I’m giving him and what his body yearns for.
But right now he's along for my ride.
Of course, going slow is a delicious agony for me too. I need to feel his cock so deep inside me I can't breathe. I'm inhaling and exhaling slowly as it is. I focus and take deep breaths because the sensation of his cock filling me up is so much more intense then. The erotic pressure building in my stomach burns hot in my blood, my nerve endings tingling through my body. My legs shake—and he's not even all the way in me yet. I need him so damn bad, but I'm going so slow. I feel my pussy drip down his cock beneath me where I haven't fully swallowed him up yet.
Jason moans, a needy sound. His fingers grip my ass harder but he uses what I imagine is all the willpower he can muster to not slam me all the way down on his cock. "Are you trying to kill me?" he asks in a breathier voice than he normally has, the tone huskier than normal, too.
"I'm stopping time so you're inside me forever," I say before I think about my words. That's the truth though. I'm taking a snapshot in time of him telling me he loves me, me telling him the same, and then consummating our love in a way that's so different from all the other times we fucked.
Yeah, I'm that girl right now. I'm so fine with being that girl right now. I'm the girl that's making love, fucking sweet and sassy and all that jazz instead of just fucking like the filthy animals we are.
Don't get me wrong, I fully intend to bring the filth.
But right now I'm savoring every sweet second. I sway my head to the side to kiss his neck. Lick his collarbone just as I'm slowly taking those last delicious inches of him. His cock jerks inside me, a sharp reaction to the need I've created in him. My body is filling up with him and there are practically stars behind my eyes, tasting him and taking him like this.
I roll my hips in an exaggerated, intense motion. The angle of his cock in my pussy is breathtakingly good, hitting me in all the right places. My inner walls are grasping him for dear life. I need to be able to hold him tight like this, all over. My lips press a kiss into his skin. I want to kiss him every day for the rest of my life. I crave the feel of his huge cock in me. The warmth of his skin around mine. The sound of his breathing, the feel of his heart. I lay my head against his chest and I sigh with the kind of contentedness that only love brings. I'm in absolute bliss right now. I keep rolling my hips.
Jason's fingers press into me and bless him he doesn't take over. He lets me ride him and holds me tight to him all at once. He kisses the top of my head where I'm snuggled against him. I feel so safe in his arms. My body is supercharged with lust and it's burning slowly and deliciously through us both, leaving us in calm cinders and ash as the angles and continuing thrusts bring us both closer to coming.
Like, we're fucking slowly, but you have to know that I'm still working that cock with everything I have. You know when you're fucking your man, you're owning that dick and making it yours? That's what I'm talking about, wrapping my pussy around him and making us both want to cry because it feels fucking good. The orgasm that builds with that is like lapping waves coming in with the tide. Each lap of the waves against our skin, the pleasure ever building, gets a fraction more intense until everything collides and crashes with us both.
My nipples pressing against his chest are becoming too much. Every time I roll my hips and close down on his cock more, my lips start to quiver a little bit more. I lift up my head and my eyes blaze at his, I feel the fire radiating from me. "Fuck me, hard," I say in a voice so quiet that it's almost a whisper. It isn't a request; it isn't a demand; it's a promise that when he fucks me hard like he does so damn well, I'm going to cum so hard it's going to shatter me. My eyes say it, my breathing says it, quickening with us.
Jason carries me off to a table, thankfully cleared, and he lays me down on it, pulling my legs up and apart. We didn’t even make it to a bed yet and I know neither one of us can wait any longer for him to be inside of me. He spreads me wide and now it's his turn to roll his hips. His delicious strokes drive his cock so deep inside me I cry out in ecstasy. Every single thrust is more intense than the last. Faster, harder, deeper. I think the top of my head may fly off. I feel how wet my pussy is, dripping with desire for his every move. My eyes trail down to watch the cock sliding in and out of me. Goddamn, it still makes my breath catch to see just how large it is, and it's inside me! That’s the kind of shock I’ll happily welcome every damn day because oh my God does it feel eye rolling, panty dropping, and makes me shake like this is an exorcism.
The thing about fucking on a table is that there’s nothing to hold onto at times like right now when an orgasm kind of sneaks up on you. I reach out and grip the edges of the table, the pleasure almost too much to bear because I’m shaking thunderously. Tremors of pleasure overtake me and my eyes roll back in their orbits. A low, throaty moan extends for a few seconds before a full blown scream tears from my lips. It feels like a waterfall, or a damn fire hose in my pussy, the pressure of my orgasm pushing on his cock.
Jason is slamming damn hard into me, capturing one of my nipples in his mouth and letting me know that cock is not getting shoved out just yet. He jackhammers in harder, swirling his tongue around my nipple. My back arches up higher while I grip the table for dear life and that just brings my breast more into his mouth. That makes me tremble more, until I’m practically convulsing on this table, Jason spearing me between my wide open thighs. I hear a smug laugh on my breast, my nipple tickling wit
h a small hum of sound on my skin. Of course he’s taking great satisfaction in me falling apart like this. I mean, I rode him as long as I could, but I need what he has to offer. Hard, relentless fucking that shows me just how much he wants me. Hint, a whole hell of a lot. He’s still pumping into me just as hard and I feel his cock turning to steel encased in velvet, claiming every inch of me and ready to burst. It's his turn to be the fire hose because he’s about to blow a bucket load of cum.
“Are you gonna fill up my mouth or my pussy, Jason?” I ask in my most innocent voice. I feel his cock twitch inside me. We’re filthy as hell, what can I say? The more we enjoy each other, the more we give into our animal urges.
“First the pussy, and then you can lick up all the cum from my next orgasm,” Jason says with a voice just totally made for sin. It sears my pussy almost as much as his cock does, making my clit flutter at just the idea.
“Then you’ll give me another kiss to taste how good we are together?” It's so wicked, but that’s what makes it so hot. We can share everything. Maybe the world isn’t so cool with the idea of us fucking, but we are so far past that.
“Of course, Jennifer. I love tasting us in that perfect mouth of yours,” Jason groans. “But now I’m gonna fill up that pussy first. I want to see our cum leak down your thighs,” he says with a low moan building in his throat. I feel him fire off the first huge rope of cum in my pussy, so hot inside me, and my own orgasm fires off with his.
He’s serious about the cum leaking from my defiled pussy. And right on the table. I may have to lick that up later, just to see the look on his face when I do it. Well, not just that. I'm so deeply satisfied to have a man who can make me come undone around his cock, taste our cum together, and who challenges me to cum harder than I've ever cum before each time he even breathes around my pussy. Seriously, there should be a warning on this man; the way that he fucks me is damn near hazardous to my health! My heart is pounding so hard in my chest I think I might actually be able to hear it. My orgasm gushes my own cream down my thighs, I see it dripping down Jason’s balls as he keeps slamming into me. We make quite a mess together, and I love every second of it.
Jason slams so hard into me that I could forget my name. His cock is erupting hot cum deep in my pussy still and I’m shivering all around him. The wet sound of him slamming into me is so erotic that I lick my lips just hearing it.
“Oh God!” I cry out with his next thrust. “Your cock fills me up so good, Jason.” I’m whimpering now, he’s slamming into me so hard. I crave every second of the hard way he fucks. Jason only fucks harder while he comes. His cock rockets inside me and stays hard as titanium and he keeps going. I can’t imagine ever being so satisfied by another man. His cock is basically magic. Cinderella can keep the slippers because I’m a lot happier with Jason’s cock and how it fits so perfectly inside me. I mean, I like shoes as much as the next girl, but a magic cock is so much more charming and princely. I like to think that my fairy tale is one worth living, and I certainly feel freer than ever when I can escape into my reality with Jason.
Jason pulls his cock out. I’m not licking it yet so I look at him with a raised eyebrow. Raised in curiosity because I’m not about to question the man with a foot-long fuck pole pointed at me.
Especially since I see that it's still shooting out cum and he’s getting me right on the tits. Thick ropes of cum land right on my chest, dripping down in straight lines toward the wet spot between my thighs. I stick my tongue out in request.
Jason gets a wicked grin and wags his cock at me. “Not yet, Jennifer. You’ll taste this cock when I say you can,” he says in that darkly delicious voice .
I’ve got shivers everywhere. My toes are curling. God, he knows how to drive me absolutely wild.
He covers me in all that cum, my skin blanketed by its white warmth, and then flips me over. With his hands on my shoulders, he forces me to go down to my knees and then to lay down on the carpeted floor of his office. We’re sticky and all messy but we’re not even close to done.
“Ass up, face down,” Jason says with an air of authority that makes my clit twitch. I'm all for being take charge everywhere else, but I'm more than happy to comply when he orders me what to do.
I wiggle my ass up in the air and I hear the sharp sound of a spank before my mind even registers the sensation. I tremble, but I keep my ass up. His cock glides back into me and he spanks me again.
This time my pussy clenches around his cock with the spanking. Partially because I want him to do it again — the vibration against my pussy shakes through my whole body deliciously — and partially because I can’t help just thinking how good his cock feels. “Spank me harder, Jason, please, I need it,” I start to beg. I’m honestly a little surprised to hear how insistent I am and I didn’t even know that I had desires like this. There’s something about being a little bit filthy and then coming a whole lot that makes you want to dive even deeper into the twisted sort of shit that’s depraved enough to make your pussy all sopping wet, though, you know? Like, I’m finally having sex. Incredible sex. With someone who cares about me. Someone who worships my body as much as they defile it, and it is the most incredible thing in the world.
“Since you asked so nicely,” Jason says, and I can pretty much hear the satisfaction spreading across his gorgeous face in a smile that would drench my panties if he wasn’t already so deep inside me that I can almost taste his cock. Mmmm, soon.
God, I crave him so much. I’d do anything for another second of pleasure from him, but lucky for me he’s in a giving mood. He lands another spanking, in the exact same spot as the last, and then several more in quick succession. They are too fast for me to count them. He lands every spanking in the same spot so I can practically feel how red my skin must be. I’m trembling and I know that any second now the lit fuse is going off and I’m going to cum again. I hesitate, wanting to beg but deciding not to, because I couldn’t handle being teased right now when I'm so, so close to this orgasm. I’m greedy for it now and there’s no way that I could risk even a second more of any prolonged torture. That doesn’t prevent the moans that are escaping my lips, stacked up on top of each other from the sheer hard repetition of Jason slamming so hard into my pussy again and again.
His hand closes over that spot, the heat of his skin on the abused ass cheek enough to make me yelp. That — and the sensation of him slamming so deep into me — would've been enough to set off my orgasm.
But then he brings his fingers on his other hand to my clit, and that’s it. I explode. I shriek like I’ve seen a ghost, because I'm coming so hard I think I could raise the dead. Thank God we are alone right now. My body melts and I’m struggling to keep my ass up in the air when my limbs turn to jelly. The pleasure explodes through my body. My pussy is weeping cream, I’m so aroused. I can hear the wet sound of my cum practically sloshing as he keeps fucking hard into me. It's just the kind of pornographic slice of reality that makes me groan and cum just a little bit harder. It drives me closer and closer to the edge of another orgasm.
Jason knows this — remember I told you how he knows my body better than I do? And, thank fuck, he does. Because he slams that hand back down on that same spot on my ass, tortures my clit, and slams his huge cock even harder into my pussy. My knees buckle and he holds me up because I'm dangling, dangling like a limp damn noodle. Well, except for the part where I’m spasming wildly. I cum so hard that my eyes just quit working and I’m dizzy for a few seconds. That’s right, Jason fucks the light out of me. My pussy is clamping down hard on his cock and it doesn’t take long for that to have the ricochet effect.
Pulling out of my pussy with a wet pop, Jason strokes his cock and flips me over before climbing atop of me. His knees are on either side of my head and he's stroking that formidable cock right in front of my face. He rubs it messily on my face with the first burst of his cum that shoots out.
He’s simply a wonder of nature. He’s coming the second time in a row, and he still manages to
shoot a veritable gallon over my already drenched body. And yes, if you’re wondering, it’s as glorious as it sounds.
I stick my tongue out and this time he cups my hair and unloads a long sticky rope of cum right on my tongue. The salty taste of him makes me desperate for him, and I lean forward to take him in my mouth.
He raises up so that he can pipe that big dick right down my throat. I swallow against him, my eyes watering and my mouth filling up instantly with his enormous cock. But I love, love being stuffed full of his cock like this. Jason keeps stroking my hair, and I’m mesmerized by his gorgeous face as his cock pumps his hot load down my throat.
I cup his balls while they empty in my mouth. The taste of my pussy on his cock is so damn good I’m moaning. I can practically taste just how hard I came and I’m so horny with his cock inside of me that I feel my pussy leak out even more cream at the idea. I make a mental note to rehydrate when my limbs finally work again and I run my thumb down the length of his balls. I love every inch of him. I love how fucking hard he's coming, his sexy face making me so wet my nipples actually hurt with need. The way he has me pinned like this I almost wish I could pinch them, but I can’t reach them and I’d rather have my hands on him anyway.
When the final drop of his cum shoots down my throat and I swallow it up, I feel a little dribble on my chin. Jason shoots me a wicked look, pulling his cock from my mouth.
In a swift move he rolls over and pulls me on top of him, his tongue licking up the cum on my lips and then kissing me deeply.
I can’t believe I’m doing this with how weak my body feels, but I slide my pussy up and down his cock and wiggle until I get his cock back inside me. My mind tells me I’m exhausted but my body craves his…so here I am, finding my second wind and using it to shove his cock deep in my pussy while we kiss. His tongue slides over mine, sharing the taste of our orgasms as promised, and I’m shivering in his arms. Hypersensitive to every inch of my skin touching his, I arch my back so that my nipples scrape more across his chest. Moaning into his mouth, I want to scream out just from the sheer pleasure of how good it feels to be in his arms, his cock buried inside me, our cum all over each other’s tongues as we kiss deeply.