Page 343 of S is for SEX

“Mmmm,” he moaned as he flicked the tip of his tongue against my clit.

“Ripp…oh my fuck…” I tossed my head from side-to-side, quickly losing touch with any form of what was reality.

He continued to moan as he sucked and licked my clit. I tensed my stomach muscles and raised my legs along the sides of his torso, until the backs of my knees rested on his shoulders. As his tongue worked its way in and out of my wet pussy, I opened my eyes and squealed.

This is crazy. I’m going to cum again.

Oh my God.

“Oh my fucking…” I blurted.

“God damn, Ripp, stop. You’re going to kill me, stop,” I begged as he sucked my pussy and flicked his tongue along my clit.

I squeezed my thighs against his head, attempting to get him to slow down and give me a moment to recover. His hands pressed into my ribcage and picked me up from the top of the car. As he carried me across the floor of the garage, my imagination began to run wild. The thought of someone watching us over the security system filled my mind again momentarily as he stumbled to the front of the car.

Wham!

He dropped me onto my back on the hood of the car.

“Don’t fucking move,” he demanded as he removed his jacket and reached for his belt.

He fumbled with his belt and dropped his slacks around his ankles. His cock fully rigid, his boxers stood straight out in front. As I raised myself onto my elbows, I smiled at my half-dressed GQ model standing in front of the car.

“What are you laughing about?” he asked as he pulled his boxers down to his thighs.

“You’re sexy,” I smiled.

“If anybody comes, we’re just gonna keep fuckin’, got it?” he asked as he grabbed my ankles and pulled me across the hood of the car.

“Got it,” I smiled.

“You’re crazy, you know that?” I asked as he worked his hips between my legs.

“Crazy in love with you,” he growled as his hands gripped my shoulders.

“Oh my fucking God, that feels so good,” I muttered as his cock slowly penetrated my wet swollen pussy.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head backward as he found his rhythm. Forcing himself in and out of me, he held me in place by my shoulders. As his huge cock filled me, I grunted and rolled my eyes. It had been too long. There was no way I was going to last. I felt myself reaching climax as I got lost in the feeling of him inside of me. I began to think of someone watching us fuck from some control room somewhere. The thought of someone watching him pound himself into me made me begin to reach orgasm.

“I’m…” my breath choppy, I fought with finding my words.

“Going to…”

“You ain’t the only one,” he grunted as his fingernails dug into my shoulders.

“Oh God, yes,” I opened my eyes and tried to focus as one of his hands slid to my neck.

“Oh fuck. Yes…oh God,” I begged, wanting him to choke me, but not wanting to say it.

Something about having his hand around my neck was a sexual trigger for me. As his hand gripped my neck, I felt myself immediately begin to contract. I closed my eyes tightly, and bit my lip. As his hand gripped tighter, I felt his cock begin to swell.

“Oh God yes. Cum inside of me…please,” I pleaded.

He pressed himself deep inside of me and held himself there. As he held his hips in place, I bucked my hips wildly and bit my lip – attempting not to scream. His cock deep inside of me, and his hand firm on my neck, he pressed my shoulders and head onto the hood of the car. This was more than I could take.

“Oh fuuuuucccckkkkk!” I blurted as I opened my eyes.

His grip grew tighter on my neck.

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