Page 34 of Mine for 24 Hella-Hours
The juices are coating my inner walls as they clench around the emptiness he left me with.
I need him inside.
This is madness I can’t get enough of.
“Please, make me scream.”
His cock resumes to thrust into my pussy again and again. “You love being taken like this. Full of my cock. Filled with my cum.” My ass rings to the force of the spanking he provides.
One. Two. Three. Four.
He grips my throat and applies pressure as he tilts my head backward, “Squeeze my cock harder.”
I feel the knot breaking, the tickling in my sex is overpowering.
Luka withdraws for the third time, spins me to face him again, and thrusts to the depth of my soaked hole.
“I want my sheets stained with traces of you and me.” His commanding tone engulfs me.
One phrase and I detonate on the spot.
He finds his climax as well, pulsating and warming my insides.
I arch my back, and my pussy convulses around his cock, squeezing every ridge of him.
“Are you still coming?” He stares.
The calmness surrounds me, I softly answer, “Yes.”
“I can feel your tiny spasms. Ride your pleasure, wildflower. Take what you need from me.”
I have never experienced aftershocks. Ever. And I’m liking this new me.
He flips us to allow me the liberty of riding him, and I do enjoy the angle of our connection.
“Try to talk dirty to me,” he encourages.
My eyes roll back. I feel him growing inside me, stretching my walls again. “I’ll bounce on your cock until we’re ruined.”
“Ruin me.” He comments. My thighs roll under his kneading fingers and he dips his thumbs closer to my sex. “Keep it up. Roll those gorgeous hips around my cock until we come.”
“I want to suck your cock and taste you.” Our exchange turns him on. I can feel it. And it turns me on too.
I dip down to lick across his pierced nipple, letting my lips push the ends of the bar between them from each side, and suck hard just to increase the volume of his groans.
It does.
I straighten back up. “Your sexy sounds will make me come.”
Whimpering, he fists my breasts and twists my aching nipples twice. “Good, you deserve it.”
Not able to open my eyes, I lose myself in the sound of our juices breaking the early morning silence and painting the room with its erotic fragrance.
Our combined scents.
Our beautiful contrast.
I can’t stop. A hungry beast resides within me. I can’t pull away, wanting to strangle his cock under me.
