Se connecterHe was straddling my chest with his dick right in front of my face, hard and thick with pre-cum glistening and leaking from the tip.
I could see every vein, every detail, so close I could feel the heat coming off it."Open your mouth."I obeyed immediately, parting my lips very much, and expecting him to push inside, to fuck my mouth so well. But he didn't."Push your tongue out."I stuck my tongue out and he leaned forward slightly, pressing justWe finished eating and just left the dishes. We just walked away from the disaster in the sink like it was someone else's problem to inherit."That's going to be gross tomorrow," I said, as he's flicking off the kitchen light, and that sudden darkness made the room feel smaller."Future us can deal with it.""Future us sounds like a real disappointment. Future us is probably a mess just like present us.""Future us learned from present us. We contain multitudes, remember. We are layers of chaos."He laughed, took my hand, and just laced our fingers together, like our hands were made to fit that way, and led me toward the stairs.He flopped onto the bed first, dramatic about it in a way that made me laugh again, the sound bouncing off the walls, filling the space. His arms were spread wide like he'd run a marathon."I'm dying," he announced to the ceiling."You're being ridiculous. Your arms are spread out like y
"We killed it," he said, his voice dropping low and rough as he stared down at the ruined rug.I was still catching my breath, my lungs was heaving shallow and frantic, still half draped over the arm of the couch where he'd finally set me down after carrying me two feet like that had been absolutely necessary, like gravity itself was a suggestion we could ignore."You killed it. I was just there. Just watching. Just being the witness to the carnage.""You were extremely present for the killing. Your hands were there. Your mouth was there. You were part of the destruction.""That is slander. That is a lie. That is a fabrication of the truth." I said, laughing sheepishly.He crouched down, looking at the, the way he focused on every other serious situation, his brow furrowed in that intense way that made my chest tighten with something that wasn't fear, and seeing him that way was funny, so fucking funny that I laughed, really laughed loudly.My whole chest was still loose and shaky and
He kept fucking me on my side on the ruined rug, his fingers working my clit in tight, relentless circles that never stopped.Every deep stroke forced more slick out around his cock in warm, heavy rushes that ran down over his balls and soaked deeper into the fabric beneath us. My pussy kept making all sorts of wet sounds, the kind that only happen when a pussy's been drilled for hours and still cannot stop leaking, still cannot stop offering more of itself.My body had been climbing for so long that the pressure felt unbearable, like something inside me was about to split open from the sheer weight of it.My pussy clenched around him in hard, helpless spasms, trying to pull him deeper, trying to make him finish with me, trying to drag us both over the edge we had been denying since morning.He felt every flutter. His breath was rough against the back of my neck, hot and uneven.“You are close,” he muttered, his voice low and wrecked.“Don't stop,” I managed to whisper, the words brea
I felt every inch of his dick and he stretched my tender pussy open again until he bottomed out and the base of him pressed flush against me. A fresh rush of wetness spilled out around his dick and soaked into the rug beneath us.He stayed buried for a moment, breathing very hard, letting his forehead rest against mine, letting his cock feel how my pussy fluttered and clenched around him in soft, helpless pulses.Then he started to move.He started with slow, heavy, deep pushes.The slow movement made the pleasure coil tight and low in my belly while the wet sound of it filled the quiet room. Every time he pulled back, my pussy clung to his shiny and messy cock, and every time he sank back in, more of my juice was pumped out around the base and ran down over his balls onto the rug.I wrapped my legs high around his waist and pulled him deeper, wanting every last inch.He groaned and dropped his mouth to my neck, open and hot, while his hips kept rolling in that steady, relentless rhyt
I got myself back and started moving. My tongue swirled, tasting the fresh bead of pre-cum that made a pool there.Then down again, hard and fast, taking him to the root.I forced him past the limit this time and warm saliva ran down my chin, coating his shaft and my fist. I made my cheeks hollow and sucked, creating a tight vacuum that made his whole body tense.My tongue worked the underside on every withdrawal, pressing, tracing the thick vein that pulsed against it. When I drove deep again I pushed him in so much that I gagged, and that made his cock twitch hard against the back of my throat.He rested his palm on my head and I felt him thicken inside me. I felt the change, muscles locking under the skin, the way his breath stuttered, and the rigid line of his abs when my free hand skimmed up.His hand tangled in my hair, not pulling—not in any way, just gripping like he needed the anchor."Fuck—" he choked very. "God. That's so fucking.... fuck—"His hips rose to meet me, with sh
He groaned against the back of my neck and gave me exactly what I wanted, harder, deeper, the wet slap of his hips against my ass grew louder, and almost violent in how wet we were.My pussy was so messy it made every thrust sound pornographic. I could feel how open I was, how easily he slid in and out now, coated in everything that kept leaking out of me in warm, endless trails.He stayed like that for a long time, fucking me slow and deep on my side. He let one hand work my clit without mercy and the other gripping my hip very hard.My whole body was spasming in small, helpless waves. My pussy kept clenching around him in tight little spasms, trying to pull him over the edge with me, but he held steady. We were both still holding back, both still climbing, both still refusing to fall.Eventually he rolled us so I was on top of him. "Hmmm.. mmmm... mhhh—" I let out broken moans as I sank down slowly onto his dick, taking every inch until I was sitting fully on him and the stretch m







