Page 91 of Tobias

He hands me the lube, the bottle nearly empty. I’ll have to make sure I get another—or five. Once I have a good amount in my hand, I wrap it around both our dicks and stroke us together. I saw this one time, in one of the porn videos I watched, and it got me so hard.

“I like the way your cock feels against mine. Soft skin, but hard as a rock.” I run my hand up and down us slowly, my eyes locked onto his.

“So do I,” he rasps, tongue darting out to lick his lips. “What else?”

Leaning in, I kiss his throat, dragging my nose along his skin to nibble at his jaw.

“I like the way you taste.”

He hums a sound of approval. “Keep going.”

Sitting back, I grab his wrist and bring it to my dick, while I keep his in my hand. “I like the way you jerk me off.”

“Do you?” he asks, eyes lighting up as he strokes me teasingly.

I nod, adding, “And I think I’ll like it more while I’m riding your fat cock.”

He grunts a sexy sound and says, “Then what are you waiting for?”

It’s been only a few hours since he was in me. We showered and cleaned up, but being dirty isn’t my concern. Tobias took his time to stretch me earlier, so fucking wasn’t a problem. He was in control then. With this being new, and me doing something I’ve never done, I’m nervous all over again.

Then I remember what I said to him earlier, about not wanting him to go slow. We did that before, and even though this is only my second time, I may as well just go for it. I trust him enough that if I need to stop, he’ll let me, and it won’t be a big deal.

Pouring more lube on his dick, I take my slicked-up hand and lube up my hole too. Fire lights his eyes, knowing what I’m doing.

“One day I’ll watch you fuck yourself. Right now, I need you on my dick.”

His mouth… so sexy.

I shift around to angle him at my hole, and carefully lower on to him. It takes some time to work my way down, thepressure is more than it was last time. There are a few pinches of pain, and I have to stop to breathe and try again.

“Take your time,” he whispers. “Go slow. Relax.”

Tobias kisses my chest, fingers brushing my skin as I work myself onto him. Eventually, he’s buried inside me, and I swear he’s even deeper than he was before.

“I could stay like this all day,” I moan.

His hands slide up my ribs, and he leans forward to flick his tongue against my pointed nipple.

“I have no objections.”

I grasp at the hair at the nape of his neck and rock my hips, finding a rhythm that has him hitting my prostate each time. It’s like magic.

Riding a cock should feel weird. I’m thirty years old, and this is a huge new experience for me. But with Tobias, everything feels right. His hands, his mouth, his dick. All of it is just right.

“Damn, you feel so good,” he says, thrusting up into me.

“So do you,” I tell him. “It feels… so fucking… good.”

“Faster,” he grunts. “Fuck me faster. Harder. Make me come in your ass again.”

My God…

I do as he says, starting off slow and then pumping harder. He fills me up so good, slamming against that little button inside me that has me wanting to detonate. Each swipe brings me closer to orgasm, and if I hadn’t come already, I think I would have by now.

“Jerk your dick,” he demands, gripping my waist to slam into me from below.

“I’ll c-come.”

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