Page 19 of Joint Custody

“Mario, oh my goodness, please, fuck, yes, please, uh, fu . . . ah! Yes, Mario.” She gasped my name on repeat in between sharp intakes of breaths. Fuck, shit. I was about to lose it. I shook with pleasure, holding in my own release. “Please, don’t stop, don’t sto-op, please, yes. Put it in. Now. Please,” she begged, but I did not remove my tongue, nor did I stop gripping her breast as pleasure consumed us both. “Oh no.” Her eyes widened and she groaned. “Please. Now! Put it in now! Please!” She shuddered.

“Put what in?” I asked, lifting my mouth from between her legs, teasing her, though I was on the verge of losing all of my self-control.

She blushed, looking down at me as I let my breath warm her clit. “You know what,” she said.

Raising my body above her, pressing my finger against her nub of flesh and gazing into her eyes, I asked, “What do you want?”

She dug the back of her head in the mattress as I worked her with my hand. I could feel her nipples stroking my pecs and I felt like she was about to drive me crazy. “Do you want my cock inside you?” I groaned when she didn’t answer.

“Yes, please,” she begged, riding my fingers, gripping my body in desperation and grabbing my ass.

I closed my eyes because I thought I would blow my load all over my boxers if I kept watching her. My hunger was raging, and I dipped my mouth to take her again. My tongue became aggressive against her pussy as I sucked the life out of her through her tight hole while my own damn pleasure swelled inside my belly. I grabbed hold of her breast again, squeezing it harder than before. She writhed against my face, breaking into sobs as her hips went wild. “Please, Mario, put it in,” she cried. “Oh my goodness, yes, yes, yes! Oh, fuck me! Yes! Please, oh my word!” she said in between breaths. My hand left her breast to rest against her lower abdomen, and that was her undoing, as well as mine. As she screamed my name in ecstasy, I almost lost my mind, pulling my boxers down in a rush and settling myself between her legs.

Her eyes flew open as she felt my nakedness against her leg. “Yes, yes,” she gasped, running her hand against my skin, frantically trying to make something happen until she found my ass and started to pull me forward.

I felt the tip of my dick, slick with pre-cum, rest against her wet center and I groaned. “Is this what you want?” I reached under her to hold her around her waist, bringing my lips to hers, positioning her pussy so that it was at the perfect angle.

“Yes, please.” She nodded like a madwoman.

“How bad do you want it?” I asked, bringing my tongue to her lips as if I wasn’t about to lose my shit. I rested my tip against her entrance, trying not to move, but as she began to move against it, I used my other hand to hold her hips down, restraining her movement. She pressed her breasts into my chest, rubbing against me, and I was amazed at my patience as I moved my lips against her cheek.

“If I don’t feel you inside me right now, I think I might lose consciousness, please. Ineedyou,” she stressed.

I kissed her long and hard as I began to rub myself against her, unable to drag this out any longer. This was it. The true point of no return. “Are you sure?” I paused, even as I could feel our hearts thumping in unison with each other, both of us anticipating the next second.

“Yes, please,” she breathed with impatience.

I gave her a quick kiss against her neck preparing myself for the plunge. “This is going to hurt a little, okay?” I said.

She nodded, licking and biting her lip as I sank my face into her neck, willing myself to take my time entering her.

Chapter 12

Tiffany

Hisdickrestedagainstthe inside of my thigh and the weight of it had me licking my lips as he began to massage my clit with the head of his penis. His breath fanning my neck made me dizzy and the roughness of his beard made me shiver. “Please,” I gasped. “Fill me.” I thought I might die if he didn’t.

He swore. Hearing him cuss lit me on fire. A dragged-out moan left my throat, and I moved my hand to hold his shoulder to get ready for this ride he was about to take me on. I didn’t feel like myself. I felt loose and free, while at the same time, all of these sensations were maddening. My vagina pulsed, my nipples buzzed, and my whole body felt like I was suspended in space. The tip of his dick pressed against my entrance, and I could feel myself stretching to accommodate his size. There was slight pain, and I wasn’t sure if this was the pain he was talking about because I was not complaining. I was enjoying it.

“Mm, Tiffany, you’re so fucking tight.” He moaned into my ear and my heart began to pound like crazy, from both desire and self-consciousness.

“Is that a bad thing?” I asked.

He let out a shocked breath, followed by a deep chuckle as he pushed himself up to look at me. “Bad thing?” he asked, kissing my forehead. “Oh fuck, it’s so hot. You grip my cock so good,” he said in a low tone that moved through my bones while looking at me with an intensity that made the hair on my skin vibrate with desire.

I bit my lip, moaning once his lips met mine and he sucked on my bottom lip, driving me insane before he raised himself up again to hold my gaze as he thrust himself deeper into me. Oh! My eyes shot wide open as I felt every inch of him move within me, followed by that pain, so sharp, oh my goodness.

He stilled himself and stroked my hair, cradling my face and rubbing his thumb over my lips. “How’s that?” he asked as he let out a shaky breath. He looked so hot looking down at me with his hair now damp with sweat, hanging across his forehead. The view of him and the gentleness of his touch made the pain dissipate. As he remained still, I could feel the barrier start to come apart inside me as his penis pressed against it. It began to disintegrate, and I could feel the tiniest movement of his penis as it did. In a split second, I found myself wishing that he didn’t stop moving at all. Mm, sweet heaven, I needed more of him.

“Is that okay?” he asked since I hadn’t answered.

“Yes,” I said, breathing against this new feeling, unsure what else to expect but needing him to keep going and he did. He took his time, though, I could see him turning red as his muscles tensed. No more pain came, to my relief. Instead, a feeling of fullness overtook me, and I stared up at the man who had now made himself a part of me, joining with me, moving inside my body.

I sighed. It was like biting into cheesecake for the first time and having every single pleasure alarm go off inside your head, soothing as it slid along your tongue and down your throat as fireworks exploded, except this time, it was my whole body, especially my nether regions. I could even feel the heat of this passion in my navel as it shot up to my breasts down to my toes and fluttered through my hair.

Damn, I thought he was magnificent before we had sex, but at this point, I had no words. I couldn’t believe I got to experience this. Feeling as if heaven sent him to bless me as he glowed above me, I ran my hand against his perfect chest, moving up to his face, memorizing every single detail. He groaned, kissing my fingers as they passed by his lips, and his rhythm increased, it caught me off guard as the pressure began to build within my body. He was stirring something wicked and intoxicating within me as his dick crashed against that special spot I couldn’t name; I could only feel it.

Oh my word. I wished I could bottle up this feeling and keep it forever. As his hips continued to pick up the pace, the pleasure had my toes curling as he pounded into my body, filling me with each thrust, I spread my legs wider, hoping to allow even more of him in. I felt filthy and I liked it. My tongue shot out to lick his neck as I held on to his waist, pulling him closer so that I could kiss his chest. “You taste so good,” I moaned.

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