Page 76 of Forget Me Twice

“Not too long, not too thick. Juuuust right.”

My cock has gotten a lot of compliments in his time, but fuck if hearing her words of praise don’t just suckallthe remaining blood down south.

I’m putty in her hands and I don’t think I have the willpower to stop her so I can fish out a condom. Not with the tantalizing promise of slipping inside her raw,right therein front of me.

She makes the decision for me when she climbs back up and positions herself over the weeping head. I watch, speechless, as she eases herself down with an obscene moan until I bottom out.

Or was that me?

I can’t tell, I think I might have blacked out there from the sheer pleasure of entering her for the first time.

“Fuck, fuck,fuck!” I grit out, grabbing her hips and holding her down. Her cunt has a death grip on my cock.

I’ve imagined this exact scene and a thousand fucking others. Always in a what-could-have-been moment when I was younger and horny as hell.

Jerking off to the ghost of the girl we all loved.

But she’s no longer a ghost. Unless I really have died?

I don’t fucking care at this point.

It’s torture.

It’s bliss.

Sabine’s already working her way up to another orgasm, strangling the life out of my shaft as her pussy tightens rhythmically.

“Fuck, yes,” she breathes. Then she slides her fingers in between us, splitting them around the base of my cock, and using her thumb on her clit while she does.

I don’t know if it’s hearing her curse, knowing that I’m the reason for that little slip of control, or if it’s the feel of her fingers rubbing alongside my dick. Either way, I’m fucking doomed.

“Wifey, baby, Sabine, I’m gonna come. Can I please come inside you?” My voice sounds strained, taut with the effort of holding off my orgasm, and I don’t even care how desperate I sound.

Because I do feel desperate.

Desperate to fill this cunt with cum and watch as the creampie oozes out when we’re done.

“Please,” I pant.

My chest feels like it’s been pulled tight like a rubber band. Sabine’s voice is filled with the same horny urgency.

“Yes,fuck yes, be a good boy and fill me up.”

Here lies Lake ‘Hermes’ Ezekiel Miller.

My spine feels like a downed live wire and my balls are in my fucking throat. I dig my nails into her flesh for leverage and slam her down, grinding her clit against the hard muscle of my pelvis.

Then my jaw locks and my vision goes white and I’m painting the inside of her with wave after fucking wave of cum. It’s endless.

When I finally regain my senses, Sabine is staring up at the ceiling, chest heaving. I realize that we didn’t bother to get fully undressed and I chuckle. She looks back down at me and the smile she grants me feels like I’ve won the fucking lottery.

I tap her on the thigh and she starts to rise in response. “Wait,” I say, helping her ease off me. “I need to see it as it drips out of you.”

She flicks her gaze down, slowing her movements. As my cock finally slips out of her, a rush of our combined fluids follows in its wake, coating her thighs and dripping onto my abdomen.

I close my eyes, letting out an agonized groan. “So fucking hot.Why is that so hot?” I whisper brokenly.

But I know the answer.

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