Page 116 of Off Season

As soon as I apply some pressure to her butt plug, she screams out, “Oh fuck, Cruz. Yessssss.”

She grips the table as her entire body convulses into one of the most explosive orgasms I’ve ever seen or felt. My face and fingers are gloriously drenched in her fluids.

I stand, and she lies there lifelessly. She breathes out, “Give me a second. I have no feeling in any of my limbs.”

I chuckle. “That’s how I like you. Just spread your legs and lift that pretty ass in the air. I’ll take care of the rest.”

Kam doesn’t like to be a passive bystander in our sex life. She gives as much as she takes. She gets off on my pleasure, just like I get off on hers. But she’s come twice in the last thirty minutes. I think she’s spent.

I pull my dick out, sheath myself in a condom, and slam into her hard and deep. She lets out a loud scream of pleasure.

“Hold onto the end of that table like your life depends on it.”

She immediately obliges, reaching for and then tightening her grip on the far end of her kitchen table.

I then push her legs together and spread my legs wide. I love the added tightness of doing that, and she loves it when I do different things to her.

Running my fingers up the back of her hair, I grab as much as I can, as hard as I can. It forces her body to arch up. She gets off on a hard hair pull.

I know we only have a few more minutes before the food, her father, and Bailey arrive. “This is going to be fast. I’ve been dying for you. My cock is engorged. I might not be sitting in nature’s Viagra, but you make me so fucking hard, Kam bam. So. Fucking. Hard.”

She grits out, “Give it to me. Joderme.”Fuck me. “I want it all.”

With one hand in her hair and the other gripping her hip with bruising strength, I fuck her like a man possessed. I don’t think my cock has ever been this ravenous. She must feel every full vein in me begging for release.

“Me encanta ver ese tapón en tu culo. La próxima vez voy a follarlo.”I love seeing that plug in your ass. Next time I'm going to fuck it.

“Oh god. Yes. Yes!”

I move my hand from her hip to her plug and apply pressure to it.

She screams at the top of her lungs. “Fuck! Yes!”

After just a few more thrusts, we both come violently andveryloudly. The whole building might have heard our joint moans of ecstasy.

My body shakes uncontrollably at the impact of theorgasm. Hers does too. She whimpers as she comes down from the orgasm high.

It’s silent except for our mutual loud breathing. I’m sweating through my clothes. I need to go home and shower.

After pulling out, I slowly remove the plug and toss it into the sink. “Do you make butt plug stew in addition to dildo stew?”

She giggles. “It’s my second-best recipe.”

KAMRYN

Cheetah is in the bathroom disposing of the condom while I slip back into my clothes after the mind-altering sex we just had. The whole evening was incredible, from dancing with a butt plug in, to the mid-dance orgasm, to him fucking me blind on my kitchen table. I don’t think it gets better than this.

I take a deep inhale. Shit, I need to spray something in here. It reeks of sex.

As I’m searching for some Febreze, there’s a loud knock at the door. It’s more of a banging than a knock.

I have a moment of panic that it’s my father and Bailey until I realize that they wouldn’t knock. It must be the food.

I open the door to see a scowling Justin. What’s his problem? “Hey. I’m a little busy. What’s up?”

He hands me a big plastic bag. “Your Chinese food was delivered to my apartment because the delivery man thought someone was being murdered in yours. Is everything okay?”

I inwardly laugh before I simply smile and reply, “Yes, Justin. Cruz was fucking me. That’s what it’s supposed to sound like when a woman is being fucked properly.”

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