that spot just beyond my entry, and my legs quake stronger.
I want him so badly I am not even conscious of what he’s doing to my body, that he’s flipped me over onto all fours. My breathing catches as he slams his flesh into me. He grabs my hips, plunging into me. I feel his lips on my back. My nipples are painfully hard. The feel of him exudes through my limbs, my arousal so intense that I’m there on the edge, frenzied and hovering, without relief.
My need for release is blinding. His breathing is hard, matching mine, his pelvis driving a rhythm… I feel like I’m about to collapse and I haven’t even come yet. My head starts to sway, side to side, with the motions of his body slamming into me.
I roll my hips, stroking my insides with his cock, knowing how to take him inside myself to get quickly to my orgasm, but he stills my hips and stop the race.
“No, lovely Linda.” He eases back until only the tip of him is in me and his withdraw is painful and glorious at once. Even that makes the shaking of my muscles intensified.
“We can make this so good for you,” he whispers. He plunges deeply within me. He stills. “Do you trust me, Linda? There are ways to do some of the things you don’t like to make them good for you. It can be gentle and erotic if it’s done with just the right touch. In just the right way.”
Things I don’t like? I feel his thumb teasing the skin and nerves around my ass. I shudder, even while a distant voice is my head protests and wants to stop him, but I am consumed by need of him, the need of relief to my body, the blood pulsing in my veins and the heat running my flesh.
I don’t care what he does. My head sways around. I want this raging need in me satisfied. Panting I try to move on him, but he takes control and stops me again.
Then I feel something teasing my other orifice. It’s not his finger. It’s not his tongue. It’s not his cock. His cock is pulsing within my vagina. Whatever it is goes slowly, barely into me, and my wall there tightens, surprising me in pleasure not pain. It’s velvety smooth and giving to the sensitive tightness of my body there. Just slightly in. Out. Then in again. I groan and he starts slamming his penis into me again, altering the flow, moving side to side, then back deep within me. Fucking me in both ends. Hard in my cunt. Gentle in my ass with whatever he’s slipped into my backside.
The wall of my vagina seems to melt and cling desperately to his erection in a way I’ve never known before. I tighten so overwhelmingly that it rends my center. I’m so close, so weak and alive simultaneously from the buildup. I can’t take much more.
“Oh, Linda, you are so wet and tight,” he breathes and I become nothing but a collection of tissue and sensation, completely mindless and trapped in a stormy eruption of a violent chain reaction.
Every cell in my body explodes in heat and shudders, and the insides of my vagina tighten in a pulsing vice grip around him. I’m plunging to earth, but there is no ground. The second it starts to ebb he penetrates me faster in the ass with the enticing probe he’s put within me, as his cock continues to pound in my cunt. My body is bursting with heat, so hot and prickly, running in currents along my flesh, and he continues. I can’t calm my body. I can’t calm my breathing. All strength is dripping from my limbs with the bludgeoning climax taking over my body.
My arms are so shaky I can’t support my own weight and I sink to the floor, my lower body still in the air, his hand holding me up and his body still raging inside of him.
“Linda,” he moans and I am huddled on the floor, trembling and absorbing the gush of his own orgasm.
When my senses return, I’m still curled in a ball on my arms and knees on the floor, fighting to just to breathe. Jack is still behind me, but his body has slipped from mine, and he is kissing his way up my back, his hands moving in comfort instead of
I want him so badly I am not even conscious of what he’s doing to my body, that he’s flipped me over onto all fours. My breathing catches as he slams his flesh into me. He grabs my hips, plunging into me. I feel his lips on my back. My nipples are painfully hard. The feel of him exudes through my limbs, my arousal so intense that I’m there on the edge, frenzied and hovering, without relief.
My need for release is blinding. His breathing is hard, matching mine, his pelvis driving a rhythm… I feel like I’m about to collapse and I haven’t even come yet. My head starts to sway, side to side, with the motions of his body slamming into me.
I roll my hips, stroking my insides with his cock, knowing how to take him inside myself to get quickly to my orgasm, but he stills my hips and stop the race.
“No, lovely Linda.” He eases back until only the tip of him is in me and his withdraw is painful and glorious at once. Even that makes the shaking of my muscles intensified.
“We can make this so good for you,” he whispers. He plunges deeply within me. He stills. “Do you trust me, Linda? There are ways to do some of the things you don’t like to make them good for you. It can be gentle and erotic if it’s done with just the right touch. In just the right way.”
Things I don’t like? I feel his thumb teasing the skin and nerves around my ass. I shudder, even while a distant voice is my head protests and wants to stop him, but I am consumed by need of him, the need of relief to my body, the blood pulsing in my veins and the heat running my flesh.
I don’t care what he does. My head sways around. I want this raging need in me satisfied. Panting I try to move on him, but he takes control and stops me again.
Then I feel something teasing my other orifice. It’s not his finger. It’s not his tongue. It’s not his cock. His cock is pulsing within my vagina. Whatever it is goes slowly, barely into me, and my wall there tightens, surprising me in pleasure not pain. It’s velvety smooth and giving to the sensitive tightness of my body there. Just slightly in. Out. Then in again. I groan and he starts slamming his penis into me again, altering the flow, moving side to side, then back deep within me. Fucking me in both ends. Hard in my cunt. Gentle in my ass with whatever he’s slipped into my backside.
The wall of my vagina seems to melt and cling desperately to his erection in a way I’ve never known before. I tighten so overwhelmingly that it rends my center. I’m so close, so weak and alive simultaneously from the buildup. I can’t take much more.
“Oh, Linda, you are so wet and tight,” he breathes and I become nothing but a collection of tissue and sensation, completely mindless and trapped in a stormy eruption of a violent chain reaction.
Every cell in my body explodes in heat and shudders, and the insides of my vagina tighten in a pulsing vice grip around him. I’m plunging to earth, but there is no ground. The second it starts to ebb he penetrates me faster in the ass with the enticing probe he’s put within me, as his cock continues to pound in my cunt. My body is bursting with heat, so hot and prickly, running in currents along my flesh, and he continues. I can’t calm my body. I can’t calm my breathing. All strength is dripping from my limbs with the bludgeoning climax taking over my body.
My arms are so shaky I can’t support my own weight and I sink to the floor, my lower body still in the air, his hand holding me up and his body still raging inside of him.
“Linda,” he moans and I am huddled on the floor, trembling and absorbing the gush of his own orgasm.
When my senses return, I’m still curled in a ball on my arms and knees on the floor, fighting to just to breathe. Jack is still behind me, but his body has slipped from mine, and he is kissing his way up my back, his hands moving in comfort instead of
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