“Fucking my coochie again?”

I don’t know how long we slept, perhaps five or six hours, but I woke up hearing a cell ringing constantly somewhere. I just couldn’t place it. Natalie stirred besides me and stretched both her arms, yawning. She opened her beautiful blue eyes and looked at me, not realising right away where she was. But it only took her seconds, and she gave me an admiring smile.

"Hey, lover.” She whispered.

“Hey beautiful,” I replied, “how are you?”

“I feel gooood.” She purred, “What did you do to me, lover?”

“Things I want to do again, my beautiful.” I smiled. “Just give me a second; I haven’t seen you properly.” And I took away the bedsheet which was covering her. She was lying on her back, and I could enjoy the view. Her natural breasts were much bigger than I remembered, at least a solid 75D (34C), but firm, thanks to her youth, in this lovely pear-formed shape. I cupped the nearest breast and softly lifted it, enjoying the perkiness of it, seeing her nipples react to my touch, growing already semi-erect. Her areolas were slightly darker than the bright pink nipples, making them stand out.

I looked down and saw her flat stomach and, further down, her wider hips. Even from where I was lying, I could see her highly sexual thigh gap. I simply love women with such an open space between their inner thighs, their bikini bottoms showing that inviting mound. I looked at her shaven pussy and saw remains of my cum around her opening and on one leg. I believe the rope of cum on her leg was still from our fuck in the street, as she took me standing, from behind. Her lips were slightly swollen and a bit red.

I caressed her soppy cunt and felt more wetness than I could see; I presumed my cum had leaked out as we slept. I searched with my finger inside her swollen lips and found her clit again. I started rubbing it slowly, keeping pressure on it with my finger. Natalie moaned and gave me better access to her wet slit by opening her legs wide. I kept fingering that little swollen knob of hers, making her writhe, her cunt trying to seduce my cock again. Inviting me inside. I rubbed some more, being careful not to make her cum. My cock was already erect again from the erotic spectacle, ignoring that my balls had already been drained twice.

If I wanted to fuck her silly again, I needed to take her doggy; for me, it had always been the best position to cum quick or stay hard after previous orgasms because I simply loved the sight of my cock sliding back and forth through those tight, swollen cunt lips. Those lips trying desperately to keep my phallus inside her cunt by gripping hard on my shaft. Watching them stretch around my cock, those lips getting pushed in with each thrust and pulled out when my cock is sliding out.

At that moment, again that phone rang somewhere, and Natalie cursed as she was trying to find it. She turned onto her stomach, searching on the floor next to the bed. The way she was lying there, her upper body hanging over the edge of the bed made her raise her butt into the air, her moist pussy begging for my cock.

Natalie found her cell and answered, “Hello.” without even checking who was calling.

“Oh hi, Paul.”

“No, I am fine; you do not need to worry.”

“Yes, I am sorry; I met some people who were going to a party.”

“Yes, I know.”

“No, I slept at Anita's."

“What time is it?”

“Did you? How sweet of you, making breakfast for me.”

As Natalie was talking to this “Paul”, I wanted to fuck her inviting slit. Maybe I would have a hard time giving her another cum load after my long night with her, but I simply needed to fuck her again, and fill that womb. She was the perfect fuck doll. I crawled closer to her as she lay down on the bed, flat on her stomach, supporting herself with her elbows, as she spoke to him, ignoring what I was doing.

I grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up, pulling her towards me, getting her on all fours in front of me. I quickly took position behind her beautiful ass and pushed my cockhead against her soppy cunt. She didn’t say anything until she felt my purple helmet slowly part her swollen cunt lips. As my cockhead sank into her well-greased slit, Natalie let out an involuntarily moan.

“Mh?”

“No, I just got bumped.”

“No, it doesn’t hurt; I can handle it.” She said to him, giving me a slutty, sultry look over her shoulder.

“One second, love," Natalie said and covered the mic of her cell.

“You naughty boy!” She cooed, “Fucking my coochie while I talk to my boyfriend?”

Pushing her butt back against me, she answered my penetration, impaling herself deeper on my shaft. The thought that I was fucking somebody else's girlfriend made my cock twitch, and Natalie felt it, letting out a little moan again. I pushed my cock deeper, and her soppy tunnel had no trouble in embracing my entire length.

Natalie tried to speak to her boyfriend again, but as soon as I hit her deep with my tip against her cervix, she let out a little cry of pain.

“Ah!”

“No, I am fine, don’t worry.” As she again looked over her shoulder at me, “I am very fine, Paul.” giving me a slutty look.

I pulled back and thrust deep inside her again, but her cunt took me with ease. Being well lubricated, I started fucking Natalie with long, slow strokes. I knew I was hitting her cervix with each deep thrust, her soft moaning betraying her. Her opening made those delicious squishy, wet, soppy sounds, each time accompanying my cock as it was sliding back and forth through her tunnel.

“Oh!” Natalie moaned again. “I don’t know, Paul, maybe thirty minutes?” and she looked at me, questioning, as I was fucking her cheating cunt.

I shook my head and loudly said for everybody to hear, “One hour.”

“What?”

“No, they want me for another hour here.”

“They are serving me a big breakfast right now, Paul.”

“What?”

“No, you don’t need to; right now, I am having some delicious meat.”

Natalie gave me a kinky smile, keeping eye contact, as she reassured her boyfriend that she would be cumming in one hour.

“Gotta go, love, bye.” And she hung up.

“Ooooh!” She cried as I rammed my cock deep against her womb again. I started thrusting harder, wanting to cum once more in this tight little sleeve of hers. She raised her hips again, trying to get my shaft as deep as possible inside her.

“Are you my wake-up call?” Natalie teased as she answered each of my thrusts by raising her ass.

I sped up the pace I was drilling her, but she was clearly my master in bed, answering each hard thrust with an even harder answer; she was truly fucking me now. This girl will fuck me dead, was the only thing I could think of. I grabbed her by the waist and fucked her harder, sweat running over my face from the early exercise, drops falling on her beautiful back. She is killing my cock, I thought.

Natalie felt the drops of my sweat and whispered to me that she wanted to ride me.

A good slut knows when she has to help her stud.

I pulled out and rolled onto my back, my erect, shiny cock ready for her. She quickly turned around, lifting one leg over me, at the same time grabbing with one hand behind her back my erect phallus, placing the angry purple helmet against her wet opening. As she lowered herself, my cock filling her tunnel, she groaned, her cunt embracing my stretching girth. She sank my cock in one swift move all the way in, grinding with her swollen lips against my balls.

Boy did she have experience. She started grinding me four ways: back and forth and sometimes rotating in circles on my cock. I grabbed her waist, but she pushed both my hands back against the sheets, grabbing me by the wrists and holding them pinned down as she was riding me. She was in complete control of my cock, fucking me. Her mouth was half open the entire time, her moans in sync with her grinding, as she kept her eyes closed from the rubbing sensations her clit was undergoing.

She moaned louder, now rubbing her swollen clit constantly against my hard shaft, as she caressed my agitated balls behind her back. I sped up the pace. I was pushing my cock up against her wet cockgrinder, and she was clearly my master in bed, answering each hard upward thrust with an even harder answer; she was my boss in bed.

“What are you waiting for, honey? Don’t you want to fill my little pussy with your cream?” She purred.

“You hear that wet noise, honey? That watery, sopping wet sound?”

“Are you going to fill me, big boy? Make me a Mommy?”

“Give me your cum, honey. Fill your little whore!” She cried.

Quickening her grinding on my phallus, she continuously pushed my swollen cockhead hard against her ready cervix, at the same time contracting her tunnel, trying to milk me. Each time she moaned, from the delicious hurt my cockhead was giving her most intimate. This was the closest she could have my cockhead to her ripe ovaries, her natural breeding instinct eagerly awaiting my hot baby semen.

Natalie grabbed my balls harder, almost hurting me, punishing me for not cumming. “I want your cum now!” She bossed me, softly tapping on my two very swollen balls.

That was the trigger I needed to make me spew my cum deep inside her. Seconds later she came too, as she sensed my warm cum flooding her womb. I felt her warm juices mix with mine, all around my pumping cock in that sweet tight tunnel of hers. With six shots I pumped her full with my seed, her orgasm outlasting me as she kept riding my spewing cock until my balls were completely drained.

Finally, Natalie collapsed on my chest, just as sweaty as I was. She kissed me, smelling of sex mixed with sweat and her lovely female perfume. She smelled good. Young, sexy. Well fucked.

Natalie hugged me, and I pulled with one hand a bedsheet over us, enjoying the warmth of her sweaty body on mine. My balls had never been drained so much in such a short time, and I felt that typical tightness of spent balls.

“Five minutes.” She whispered and cuddled tighter against me.

To be continued.