Page 205 of S is for SEX

BLAKE

“It isn’t that I don’t like it,” I said. “It’s just that I don’t like it as much as this.”

“Ohhh….kay,” Riley grunted between thrusts.

We had been fucking for almost an hour, in every conceivable position imaginable. After trying almost everything once, we were back at what had become one of my favorites, doggy style.

I pulled her hair taught and pounded my cock in and out of her pussy, amazed the something didn’t break. As the sound of my hips slapping against her ass filled the small bedroom, I began to wonder if her neighbors could hear us.

I didn’t care. There was nothing or no one that would be able to stop me from fucking her. I was in love with her, and I was in love with fucking her. No differently than a kid who had received a new bicycle for Christmas, I was spending every spare moment I had riding it.

Or, riding her.

“You’re….going….to…pull…my…hair out,” she said in between breaths as I continued to pound away.

“Want me to let go?” I asked.

“No!” she bellowed.

I reached back with my left hand and slapped the side of her ass. As odd as it seemed at first, it was something I learned I enjoyed immensely, and as further proof Riley and I were meant to be together, it was something she enjoyed equally as well.

I reached around the left side of her waist, and with my finger still stinging from slapping her ass, began to rub her clit while I pushed myself as deep as I was able. As I held my hips tight to her ass and my swollen rod deep within her dripping wet pussy. I strummed a tune against her swollen love button.

“Blake!” she screamed. “Pah…Pah…Please staaahhhhp.”

Her cries went unanswered and I continued as if they didn’t pertain to me. Making her reach climax as many times as I could and as quickly as I was able had become my newfound pleasure. Pleasing her pleased me.

I rubbed the swollen nub, pulling her hair tight enough to cause her to arch her back in hope of a little relief. As I felt her begin to contract around my throbbing rod, I slid my finger inside of her and held it deeply, pressing my knuckle against the top of my cock. She wailed in pleasure as I began once again to pound myself in and out of her tight twat.

“I came,” she wailed. “Please….stop.”

“So you’re going to let some novice out-fuck you?” I asked as I repeatedly thrust myself in and out of her.

Her arms folded up and she collapsed onto the bed.

“Fine. But I’m going to get one more out of you,” I said flatly.

I slowly pulled myself from inside of her, gripped her waist in my hands, and raised her ass slightly. With her chest still pressed into the bed and her head buried in the comforter, I situated my face between her ass cheeks and buried my tongue inside of her dripping pussy.

“Blaaaaake!” she cried.

I worked my finger in and out of her wetness as I licked and slurped her juices. After what seemed like only a matter of minutes, she raised her head slightly and her breathing changed to short choppy breaths.

“I’m…”

I flicked the tip of my tongue across her clit and into her pussy. Over and over, I repeated to process of licking her clit and then forcing my tongue as deep as possible.

Her body began to shake in my hands. I buried my face deeper between her thighs.

As I felt her quivering in my hands I continued, until she cried out into the room expressing pleasure I was sure only I could provide.

After she collapsed onto the bed, she rolled to her side and stared.

“What?” I asked.

“I created a monster,” she said.

I grinned.

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