Page 90 of Impromptu Match

“Oh my—” I seized up in a rush as my prostate pulsed in a sudden orgasm centred solely inside me, making me shake wildly as tingles raced through my limbs and numbed my scalp. It left me weak and panting into Holt’s hair, my dick still achingly hard as it brushed against his stomach.

“Holy f-fuck—” Holt stiffened beneath me, hips punching up hard to bury his cock as deep as possible before he started thrusting up into me wildly. “I just—Oh fuck—I just… c-came in my ass.”

I moaned deliriously, already grinding onto him again. His cock was still just as stiff as mine was, so I didn’t stop. I literally couldn’t stop. I’d lost control of my body. I was just mindlessly writhing against him until my legs went weak as my prostate started pulsing again. I cried out, clawing at his hair, letting the bliss course through my body before I started moving again.

Holt choked on a breath, shaking wildly as a hard groan tore from him. His hands clamped firmer on my ass, fingers digging in. Knowing he’d just come again with me sent me spinning into another orgasm.

“Oh m-my god, I c-can’t… s-stop… c-coming,” I managed to get out, shaking on top of him. My prostate just kept sending waves of bliss through my entire body, easing off before immediately climbing to a new crescendo.

I’d never experienced anything like this before. Maybe it was because I’d gone so many years without a real penis inside me. Maybe Holt had a magic dick.

Definitely a magic dick, I thought, moaning deliriously as it happened again. The lightest brush of his cockhead against my P-spot was making it pulse in another explosion of pleasure.

“I kn-know.” Holt let out a strained groan from between clenched teeth, his trembling thighs pressing into my lower back as he lifted his knees off the mattress. “Oh m-my god, I’m c-coming—”

A guttural moan left him as his hips started bucking up wildly. I felt his cock flex as he stiffened, burying his face in my neck and sinking his teeth into my skin with a whimper. Even as he pumped his load into the catch of the condom, I kept grinding against him. I knew I should give him time to recover, but I literally couldn’t control my body anymore.

“Can you keep going?” I panted as he trembled against me. “I don’t want to—I c-can’t stop, Holt.”

He whimpered again, but his dick was still stiff inside me, and I felt it pulse. Swallowing, he nodded frantically.

“Y-yeah, keep going. Keep—” He let out a trembling moan as I bounced on his cock with even more vigour. “Jesus Christ, Taylor, you’re g-going to kill me.”

When my prostate pulsed with another orgasm, he cried out alongside me. I briefly wondered if we should stop for a second so he could put a plug up his ass, just so he had something in there to grip onto as his prostate kept coming, but I decided I didn’t have the patience.

Instead, I slid off his cock and scrambled between his legs. The condom was milky with his release, and I knew we should really get a new one seeing as he’d already ejaculated into it, but I was too frantic to care.

Holt seemed dazed, letting me do what I wanted as I dragged him lower on the bed so he was flat on his back, then pushed his knees up to his chest. I heard him groan unsteadily as I turned so I was facing away from him, pinning his thighs against his torso with my weight. One hand reaching back to clamp onto the headboard, I used the other to guide his cock back inside. Holt cried out, folded in half beneath me.

My thighs were already burning from holding myself up like this. I definitely wouldn’t be able to stay like this for long—it was by far the most acrobatic sex position I had ever attempted—but I wanted Holt’s asshole exposed. Lube had dripped onto his balls, so I slicked my fingers with it and slid them down his taint to push one inside him.

“Oh my god.” Holt jerked wildly, but he couldn’t move much, pinned beneath me with his knees up toward his chest and his feet in the air somewhere by my shoulders.

I pushed deep and sought out his prostate. This position was giving mine a break, but the moment I found his, it started pulsing against my fingertip.

Holt squealed, shaking wildly. Once his P-spot orgasm had ended, I slid my finger free and returned with two. I heard him swallow thickly behind me, gasping for breath.

“Y-you’re not allowed to ever bring up the noise I just m-made.”

Panting out a laugh, I quickly found his prostate again and rubbed, letting my thumb settle on his taint and stroke firmly. I felt it contract as he let out another strained sound, hands clawing at my sides.

“T-Taylor. Oh m-my god—F-fuck—Fuuuck.”

By the time his orgasm eased off, my muscles were shaking too hard to hold me up like this any longer. Sliding off his dick, I let his legs fall back onto the bed and straddled him again, facing forward this time. Holt looked completely wrung out, almost drunk. His hair was a wild mess around him, face flushed and body damp with sweat.

He shuddered when I sank back onto his stiff cock. “Y-you n-need to come soon, or I m-might have a heart attack.”

I leaned down and kissed him, rocking over his length. When his trembling hand burrowed between us and wrapped around my straining dick, I whimpered into his mouth.

I sat up, steadying myself with my hands on his chest, and bounced frantically on his cock, chasing my orgasm as my lower back tightened and tingles raced down my spine.

“H-Holt.” I was gasping for breath, hips bucking erratically to tunnel my cock through his pumping fist. “M-make me come… please—”

He groaned helplessly and pounded his hips up into mine, the fingers of his free hand digging into my trembling thigh. My moans grew louder and hoarser as I started to shake, limbs stiffening with my impending orgasm. When it finally hit, my vision whited out, static filling my ears.

Cum shot from me, reaching all the way to Holt’s chin. Which was definitely my new record for distance. It felt like I was never going to stop coming, each hard spurt making my hips jerk as my ass spasmed around his cock. I could barely hold myself upright as I felt Holt’s dick flex inside me for a second time, a strained groan leaving him as he came too, shuddering from the intensity of it.

Breathing hard, I looked down at him as he sagged into the bed with a hoarse whimper. His trembling hand released my pulsing cock, his arms flopping onto the mattress. After a few moments of us both trying to catch our breath, he blinked slowly and gazed up at me with drowsy eyes.

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