Colby
I leaned in closer, my voice a low growl as I pressed my body against hers. “Come on, Sally,” I said, my cock throbbing against her stomach. “Beg me. What are you waiting for? Don’t you want my cock digging inside and out of your begging cunt?”
“Jerk,” Sally signed, letting out a scoff.
Then, she flipped me off, her middle finger high. “I would rather use this,” she threw back, gesturing downwards towards her crotch. “Than have your cock anywhere near me.”
I stared, jaw slack, as Sally hiked up her falling dress and plunged her fingers deep inside herself. Her moan sent shockwaves straight to my aching cock.
Dammit, the wet sounds, her lustful gaze boring into me… I fisted my hardened cock, no longer giving a fuck.
“Damn,” I muttered, grabbing her thighs and pushing them back almost to her chest. “You win.”
Then, I thrust deep, my pierced tip hitting her spot perfectly. She gasped loudly, wriggling, trying to push me in deeper.
I watched as my cock slid in and out, slick with her wetness. Each thrust was hard and deep, my piercing hitting that sweet spot inside her causing her to mewl, her body rocking with each impact.
“You like that?” I growled, sweat beading on my chest.
I wrapped my arms around her thighs, pulling her legs up higher, opening her up even more.
“Answer,” I demanded, slamming into her over and over. “You like getting fucked hard on the counter?”
Sally simply nodded, crying out, her voice strangled with pleasure. She reached up, clawing at my back as I railed her. The wet sounds of flesh slapping against flesh echoed through the kitchen.
How my pierced cock grinded against her G-spot relentlessly is something that I can’t explain. Soon, her hand went to my chest, trying to push me off her. Can’t take it any longer?
“Trying to push me away?” I growled, catching her wrist and pinning it above her head while I continued thrusting hard and deep. “Those weak pushes only make my dick harder.”
My free hand grabbed her throat gently, holding her in place while I completely dominated her pussy.
“You’re fucking me so good,” she panted out, her hips bucking to meet my every thrust. How I wish she said those words not mouth them. Did she think I’m always in the mood to lip-read, especially now that I’m fucking?
The pressure of my hand around her throat had her eyes rolling back. I could feel her getting close – her walls clenching tighter around my cock.
“Want me to fuck you from another angle?” I asked, wrapping my arms tightly around her waist.
With one swift movement, I lifted her off the counter, keeping my pierced cock deep inside. Her legs locked around me, arms around my neck – completely helpless in my embrace.
I carried her to the living room, laying her down on the couch without pulling out. She gasped as I started thrusting again, her back arching off the cushions.
Her fingers dug into my shoulders as I pounded into her, the new position letting me hit even deeper.
“Shit, yes!” I exclaimed. “Oh shit! Your pussy is dripping for me, baby.”
I leaned down, capturing her mouth in a rough, dominant kiss. My tongue explored her mouth, mirroring the thrusts of my hips. Her moans were muffled against my lips, her body squirming beneath me. I could feel her getting close again – her pussy tightening, legs shaking.
“Come for me,” I commanded, my voice low and demanding as I continued to kiss her deeply.
I reached between us, finding her clit with my thumb. I rubbed it in tight circles as I fucked her harder, deeper, my tongue dancing meticulously with hers.
Sally’s body tensed, her mouth falling open in a silent scream, and then I parted from her lips.
As I commanded, she broke – her body convulsing, nails clawing at my back. I held her tighter, not letting her move as I continued pounding into her, drawing out her release.
“Not done,” I growled, lifting her higher on my lap. “Again.”
She cried out, shock and pleasure mingling in her voice as another orgasm crashed through her. Her limp body twitched in my arms as I kept thrusting, prolonging her climax.
“So fucking sexy,” I murmured, kissing her neck. “Want to feel you one more time.”
I flipped her onto her hands and knees on the couch, plunging back into her soaked pussy. She whimpered, pushing back against me urgently.
Reaching around, I massaged her clit again, feeling her shudder. “Last one,” I promised darkly. “I’ll make it quick, baby.”
I picked up the pace, my hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. The sound of our sex filled the room, raw and primal. I felt her body tensing again, her inner muscles gripping my cock tightly.
“That’s it,” I grunted, rubbing her clit faster. “Like that. Oh, baby. You’re going to break my cock, shit!”
She came with a scream, her body shaking violently as a third orgasm tore through her. I followed her over the edge, burying myself deep and releasing inside her, filling her with my hot seed.
We collapsed onto the couch, our bodies intertwined, both of us panting and spent.
“Let’s do it with the mask next time,” I heard her whisper and my eyes widened. When I turned, I saw that she was already asleep.
I tried calling her name, but she was out of it. Maybe she said that tiredly. Anyway, I knew what it sounded like beautiful, cute.
Letting out a soft sigh, I wrapped my arms around her, holding her close to me, almost in an affectionate cuddle.