I gave my hips a quick thrust just to see what would happen. I heard a little gurgling noise and my lover gagged again. But now I was much deeper in her throat that I’d been before. As she gagged, her muscles in her mouth and throat tightened, squeezing my cock and making my mind go blank. It was an incredible feeling, like my sex was wrapped in a warm, loving blanket.
When her throat loosened, I pulled my cock back out and gave her a chance to breath. My cock felt almost as electric sliding out of her mouth as it had going in. Her tongue kept up its careful contact. She kept amazing pressure and control, even as she must’ve been desperate for air. Finally, she squeezed her lip together around my tip, willing me to stop. I heard her breathing deeply, but then she was sucking again. She wanted me to go back in! But she was sucking harder now. I thought I knew what she wanted.
I slammed my cock hard through the little barrier between us. I don’t know what I was expecting, but the woman on the far side was more than up for the task. I felt my cock slam all the way back into her throat. Her teeth never touched me, just the soft warmth of her lips, tongue, cheeks, and throat. I pulled my cock back out so just the tip remained and then slammed it in again. I could hear the woman on the far side, cooing slightly. But she seemed more than willing and capable of taking everything I had!
It didn’t take any further hints, I knew what she wanted. She wanted me to fuck her throat with everything I had. I was happy to oblige. I pressed both of my hands up against the wall over my head, pushing in to give myself leverage. Then I started to rock my hips back and forth as hard and as fast as I could. My hips banged into the cool metal of the stall as my cock slipped effortlessly into my lover’s throat. She didn’t gag now, letting me pound into her over and over again. Her lips kept a tight lock on my tongue somehow kept providing lubrication and also gentle caresses while I pistoned in and out of her.
The feeling was indescribable. I don’t know what to say other than that she knew exactly how to control her body and to give me exactly what I wanted. In fact, I wanted more. That is the only way to describe what happened next. My entire body felt like it was on fire and my mind was reeling. I took my hands away from the stall, but kept my hips pumping and my cock shooting into my lover’s mouth. With my left hand, I grabbed my breast, kneading my skin and pulling on my nipple, trying desperately to get some relief but instead inflaming myself further.
My other hand seemed even more out of control. For a brief moment my right index finger again plunged into my mouth. I mimicked my lover actions, throwing my finger into my throat and coating it with thick saliva. I wasn’t really thinking about what I was doing, it was completely on instinct now. I pulled my finger out of my mouth, dripping with spit, and moved it around behind my body. My hand found my shaking hips and my shaking ass and my fingers pulled my ass cheeks apart.
I’d never done anything like it before, though I’d seen it in pornos. I’d never even really wanted to, but I didn’t feel like I had any choice: I just had to do it. The sensation of having my cock slam into this woman’s cock was too much, I need something to cut the tension. I needed relief. I slipped my sopping finger through the crack of my ass. I kept my wrist hard against my tail bone so that it held in place while my hips continued to pound into the stall, my cock slamming into my lover’s throat. My fingertip pressed against the crinkled rosebud of my asshole. I swirled my finger around it once, just feeling soft ridges and spreading my saliva. A shiver ran down my spine and I squeezed my sensitive nipple tighter.
I started to press my finger against the now-wet asshole. I gave a little bit of pressure, and felt my anus try to resist. I twisted my index finger a little, wiggling it. The pressure on my asshole built to a painful and wonderful crescendo. Finally, the tip of my finger popped into my asshole. My anus opened just like my lover’s lips had taken my cock. It pulled my finger in up to the top knuckle. I spun my finger a bit, making sure my spit lubed my insides. Then I kept pressing. The tension was not quite as heavy now and now that I was inside my finger slipped deeper and deeper into my asshole. While the tension was lower, while my knuckles slipped inside of my body I soon I felt like I was completely full. My insides felt tight and my bowels had the feeling of invasion. There was no room left inside of me.
Not that it was bad. In fact, the slight discomfort and the filling sensation were actually lovely. It was squeezing my finger wonderfully and also heightening all my other sensual sensations. After a few moments of pressing, I felt my hand press against my ass. My index finger was entirely inside my asshole. I spun my inside of my body and even curled my finger as best I could. I kept stroking my sensitive, rubbery insides with my finger while I continued to fuck my lover’s throat.
After a few moments of slamming my cock hard into her while my finger was buried in my ass, I pulled my cock out so that only my tip stayed inside her. I had been fucking her throat relentlessly for several minutes and I was afraid that she wouldn’t be able to breath. I could hear her breathing as I stopped, but her tongue kept moving, lapping at the tip of my cock. She put the tip of my cock actually under her tongue, covering me with the softest part of the inside of her mouth.