Beg For It

"Cody... please... your dick... I... I need it. Please... take your fat cock... and FUCK ME! PLEASE!"

You're almost babbling at this point as you make your desires be known, Cody giving you several more licks before he disengages, reaching down to undo his belt and pants before sliding both them and his underwear down in one motion. Your eyes dart downward to take in the sight of his member, which is rock hard and almost seems to be twitching in anticipation. It's not the longest cock you've ever taken but it's certainly girthier then you were expecting, given his slim frame.

You can't help but lick your lips in anticipation as you spread your legs and let Cody position himself between them. He reaches down for his cock with his hand, teasing your slit with his crown for a few moments, drawing groaning breaths from both of you. Eventually, he adjusts himself into the proper position and begins to press his hips inwards, his dick finally sinking into your pussy. You cry out as your legs wrap around his waist, pulling him in deeper still until he's hilted inside of you.

Cody wastes little time starting to thrust, his member sliding back and forth against your slick, clenching inner walls. "Fuuuuck," Cody groans, "Your pussy feels great, Lisa. Worth the goddamn wait."

You gasp and scream at each thrust, your breasts wobbling back and forth every time he slams into you. "Your cock... your cock..." you say, trying to form coherent words, "How... is it this... good?"

He doesn't answer with words, giving you another confident smirk as he continues to nail you. To your surprise, he seems way more skilled at this than someone you were pretty sure implied he was a virgin to you earlier. He watches you attentivly as he thrusts harder, pulling you closer to your climax but just as it feels like you're reaching the point of no return, he slows down, switching to longer, slower strokes that deny you release but keep you hovering ever so close. By the same token, every time it feels like his slower motions are starting to cool you down, he picks up the pace again, his flesh slapping against yours loudly and lewdly.

You can only take so much of this before you're reduced to even more of a whimpering, helpless mess. It almost feels like your very will itself is being reshaped and remolded to only be able to think about the penis thrusting away inside of you. "Cock... cock..." you groan, "Cody's cock... wanna cum on... Cody's... cock."

"Heh," Cody grunts... and begins to thrust faster and harder, almost as if he were trying to meld your bodies together as he plunges as far into your depths as he's able to, "Guess it's time... to give the babysitter... some... baby... batter!"

And then he thrusts in one last time, holding himself to the hilt as you feel his member twitch and pulse as he begins to fire off his seed deep into you. The hot feeling of his cum painting your inner walls white is more than you can take and you arch your back as your pussy begins to milk his throbbing rod for all its worth. You feel your mind going blank from the **** of your orgasm, nothing else mattering beyond the almost soul crushing waves of pleasure running through you. You can't even bring yourself to care about the fact that you just let a man (because you certainly can't call Cody a boy anymore after this) pump one hell of a load into you without even considering to ask him to use a condom. (You're on the pill, so it should be okay but STILL...)

Eventually, you collapse fully onto the couch, a sweaty, well-fucked mess. Cody spurts one or two more times inside of you and pulls out, standing up almost instantly to observe you with those powerful green eyes of his once more. It almost makes you feel like the starlet at the very end of a porno shoot, the camera taking in your nude form for one last money shot.

In the back of your mind, a part of you is disappointed that Cody doesn't want to stay on top of you a little longer after cumming... but then, given the way he's circling towards the head of the couch, where your head is laying on the arm rest, you're wondering if he's really done or maybe he's looking for something else.