B~♡Cum for me, Ella

The next day dragged on forever. Lectures felt like torture, my mind replaying every filthy word Ryan had typed the night before.

By evening, the class finally ended and I was soaked just thinking about him. My phone buzzed as I got back to the hostel.

Ryan: My room now. The door's unlocked.

My heart slammed against my ribs. I didn’t even change out of my simple sundress. Thin yellow fabric that hugged my curves and stopped mid-thigh.

No bra, no panties. I wanted him to know exactly what I came for. Several dirty images flocked my head, making my nipples harder and my core extremely wet.

I slipped out of my room and crossed the short corridor to his.

The hallway was quiet; most people were still out or already resting from the days hassle. My hand trembled as I pushed his door open.

He stood by his bed in nothing but grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips, the deep V of his abs leading down to the obvious bulge I’d seen in his photo.

His chest was broad and smooth, muscles flexing as he turned to me. Those intense eyes darkened the moment they landed on my body.

“Fuck, Ella,” he growled, voice exactly like last night.

“You came.”

“I told you I would.” I closed the door behind me and locked it. The click sounded loud in the small room.

He crossed the space in two strides, pulling me against him. His mouth crashed down on mine, hot, hungry, no hesitation.

His tongue swept in, claiming me, tasting me like he had been starving for this all day. I moaned into his kiss, my hands sliding up his bare chest, nails grazing his skin. He tasted like mint and pure male desire.

His big hands roamed down my back, cupping my ass and squeezing hard as he lifted me. My legs wrapped around his waist instinctively.

I could feel his thick cock pressing against my core through the thin layers between us. He was already rock hard.

Ryan walked us to his bed and dropped me onto it. I bounced once, dressed riding up my thighs, exposing everything. His eyes zeroed in between my legs.

“No panties?” He smirked, voice rough. “Naughty girl. You’ve been wet for me all day, haven’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathed, spreading my legs a little wider. “Since last night. I couldn’t stop touching myself thinking about you.”

He groaned and climbed over me, kissing me again, deeper this time.

One hand pushed my dress up to my waist while the other palmed my breast, thumb circling my hard nipple. I arched into his touch, gasping when he pinched it.

“These tits have been driving me crazy,” he murmured, dragging his mouth down my neck. He sucked on the sensitive skin, marking me, then moved lower.

When his lips closed around my nipple, I cried out. He sucked hard, tongue flicking, teeth grazing just enough to send sparks straight to my pussy.

“Ryan… please…”

He chuckled against my skin. “Please what, pretty? Use your words like you did last night,I want you dirty and raw.” A smack landed on my breasts and immediately I let out a scream.

“Fuucccck…..” I trembled, shaking vigorously as my pussy clenched. My nipples ached from the torture.

“I want your mouth on me everywhere..” I rasped out, breathing heavily as another smack landed on my thighs, very close to my pussy.

I tried to close my legs but he held them wider, looking at my nub. I felt extremely vulnerable but it was quickly covered with lust.

He didn’t need telling twice. Ryan pushed my dress all the way up and off, tossing it aside. For a moment he just stared at my naked body, eyes dark with lust.

Then he spread my thighs wide and settled between them.

His first lick was long and slow, from my entrance up to my swollen clit. I nearly came right then. He groaned at my taste. “So fucking sweet. Been dreaming about this pussy.” He whispered.

“I want you to scream, moan, you're a slut for me, aren't you?” He asked and I found myself nodding.

He devoured me like a man possessed..licking, sucking, tongue fucking me deep while two thick fingers curled inside, stroking that perfect spot. I grabbed his hair, grinding against his face, moaning his name over and over.

The wet sounds of his mouth filled the room, mixed with my desperate whimpers.

“Cum for me, Ella. Let me taste it.”

He sucked my clit hard and I shattered..thighs clamping around his head as waves of pleasure crashed through me.

He kept licking through it, drawing it out until I was shaking.

When I finally caught my breath, he rose up, lips shiny with my juices.

He shoved his sweatpants down. His cock sprang free, long, thick, veined, the head already leaking precum.

Even bigger than the photo he sent. My mouth watered.

I sat up and reached for him, wrapping my hand around the hot, heavy length. “My turn.”

Ryan hissed as I stroked him, then pushed him back onto the bed. I knelt between his legs and took him into my mouth.

He was so thick I could barely fit half, but I tried, bobbing my head, swirling my tongue around the head, sucking hard. His hand fisted in my hair, guiding me gently.

“Fuck, Ella… your mouth feels even better than I imagined. Suck it just like that, good girl.”

I took him deeper, relaxing my throat, drooling all over him. His hips bucked, low groans escaping him. After a few minutes he pulled me off with a pop.

“I need to be inside you. Now.”

He flipped me onto my back, spreading my legs wide. The head of his cock nudged my slick entrance. He rubbed it up and down my slit, teasing my clit until I was begging.

“Ryan, fuck me. Please.”

He thrust in hard in one smooth stroke, burying himself to the hilt. “Fuccckkk…..oh my….” I screamed out, rising a lot as I dug my teeth into his shoulder.

“Fuck me, fuckkk…. Oh Ryan,fuck.”

He gave me only a second to adjust before he started moving, deep, powerful strokes that hit every sensitive spot inside me.

“Shit, you’re so tight,” he groaned, pounding into me. The bed creaked beneath us. Skin slapped against skin.

He leaned down to kiss me messily, one hand pinning my wrists above my head while the other squeezed my breast.

I wrapped my legs around him, meeting every thrust. “Harder, Ryan. Fuck me harder.”

He growled and delivered, slamming into me fast and deep, the angle making me see stars. Sweat slicked our bodies.

My second orgasm built fast and exploded, my pussy clenching around his thick cock as I screamed his name.

He didn’t stop. He flipped me onto all fours, grabbed my hips, and drove back in from behind. The new angle was even deeper. His hand reached around to rub my clit while he fucked me relentlessly.

“You feel so fucking good, Ella. This pussy was made for my cock.”

I pushed back against him, lost in pleasure.

“A fucking whore! A fucking….”

“Ohhh fuck….” I screamed. Another orgasm ripped through me, and this time he followed, burying himself deep and groaning loudly as he came, hot pulses filling me up. We collapsed together, panting, bodies trembling.

For a while we just lay there, his cock still inside me, softening slowly. He kissed my shoulder, my neck, my lips softer now.

“That was… incredible,” I whispered.

Ryan smiled against my skin. “We’re just getting started, pretty. The night is still young.”

He pulled out gently and rolled me to face him. His hand slid between my legs again, fingers playing in the mess he’d made.

“Round two?” he asked, eyes already darkening again.

I bit my lip and nodded, reaching down to stroke his cock back to life.

“Yes baby..Fuck me all night, Ryan.”

“I fucking want all of you.”