Page 76 of Perverted Fantasies

He nodded again.

“And what are you waiting for?” I slapped my ass. “Come on over here and get it.”

Smiling, Spencer climbed up off the couch and made his way over towards me. He dropped to his knees and scooted up towards me. I put my head down in preparation for his cock entering me but he surprised me by giving me his tongue instead.

“Oh my,” I said as he licked my pussy, starting at the bottom and making his way up. “That was unexpected,” I said aloud, even though I was talking to myself.

As usual he didn’t reply, instead choosing to use his mouth lick and suck and tongue my pussy, varying the speed and the pressure, eating me out like an expert. He had obviously done this before.

“That’s a good boy,” I said. “Eat that fucking pussy.”

I reached back and grabbed ahold of Spencer’s head and pulled him closer in towards me, smashing his face against my pussy.

He didn’t take offense, in fact he seemed to enjoy it, as he started going after me with even more intensity.

“Holy shit yes,” I said, my voice rising in pitch. “Oh my God that feels so fucking good.”

I released his head, giving him a chance to breathe. He did so in a couple of deep gulping breaths, then dove right back in.

After he ate me out for what seemed like an hour, I said, “Enough,” and crawled away from him. Turning back to look at him, still on my hands and knees, I told him I needed his cock inside me.

Spencer obliged, spreading my legs apart and moving forward until his body was between them. I gasped as he slid his rock-hard cock into my dripping wet pussy. It went in without resistance.

With his hands around my waist, he slammed his cock into me, not even bothering to take it slow, pounding me so hard and fast that I could feel his balls slapping up against the underside of my pussy.

“Holy shit yes,” I said. “That’s what I’m talking about. Fuck me like you mean it.”

Spencer put his hands on my shoulders and pulled back on them as he moved forward, so our bodies were going in opposite directions when they met, allowing his cock to go deeper inside of me.

After a full two minutes of him hammering me, Spencer slowed down, not pulling his cock out of my pussy, but not moving against me either.

“I don’t think so,” I said, turning back to look at him as I slammed my ass back into him hard enough to almost cause him to fall backwards. “You don’t get to take any breaks unless I say so.”

I bounced my ass back against him again and this time he held his ground. I could see from the look on his face that he was enjoying things, so I continued bouncing back against him, doing all the work.

Eventually he took control again, grabbing my ass cheeks and spreading my ass before pounding away, his hips slamming into me with more force than before.

“That’s it,” she said. “Right there, baby. Right fucking there. Give it to me good. Fuck me like I deserve to be fucked.”

My talking seemed to turn him on even more, as he started going after me with even more fervor. He reached up and pulled my hair, yanking my head back and arching my spine, allowing him to penetrate me even deeper.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my fucking God,” I screamed, my face turned up to the ceiling from the tension he was putting on my body. There were very few things I enjoyed more than having my hair pulled while I was getting fucked. “Don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, I’m gonna fucking cum!”

A few seconds later, my body tensed up and then released as my orgasm came flowing through. But Spencer didn’t slow down one bit, still hammering away at me while my body bucked and thrashed in ecstasy.

I could tell he was trying to finish himself off, but I wasn’t ready for him to be done quite yet. So I leaned forward, letting his cock slide out of my pussy, then spun around before he had a chance to try and stick it back in again.

He was just sitting there on his knees, catching his breath. His cock was sticking straight out and glistening with my cum. Smiling, I grabbed ahold of his shaft and ran my tongue over it, staring him right in the eyes as I did so.

“I love the taste of my pussy juices,” I said. “Especially when I’m licking them off your cock.”

He shivered in pleasure as I took his cock in my mouth, sucking my cum off it, my hand holding the skin of his shaft tight while my head bounced back and forth, taking him balls deep with every pass.

“Do you like that?” I asked, pulling my mouth off his cock for a moment.

“I fucking love it.”

“What about cumming in my mouth? Do you love that too?”

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