Doggy style

My mind goes blank for a moment as I stare at Kelly’s full, round ass waggling in the air, her lust-swollen twat a hot-pink slash below it. Her back bows toward the mattress as if pulled down in the middle by the weight of her massive boobs. She rocks back and forth for a moment, stimulating her nipples on her sheets, then looks me in the eyes. Her attempt at a demanding snarl is undermined by the overpowering need crackling in her voice as she says, “Give it to me, baby. Give your horny little bitch what she needs. Show me what you can do with that big beautiful dick.”

Bitch, huh? I think. If that’s how she wants to play it . . . Whatever self-restraint I may have had snaps. The next thing I know, I’m kneeling between her calves holding a fistful of her fiery hair, right at the scalp. I yank hard, making Kelly yelp; I have just enough control to keep one hand guiding my cock so that when I slam my hips forward as hard as I can, I spear her tight little cunt. Missing would have been agonizingly painful, but I’m too amped up to be careful.

Kelly shrieks when my big mushroom punches through her tiny fuckhole; her voice gets higher and louder as I blast my way relentlessly deeper, then cuts off with a strangled gasp when I feel her posterior fornix pull tight around my plundering glans. I can feel air between our bodies. I pull back as fast as I can against the sucking resistance of her skintight cocksleeve, then impale her again full ****, stretching her tight walls around my invading rod. This time, I push in a little deeper as arousal swells and lengthens her vagina. She gasps again to feel me distending her cunt, then mewls when I reach around and put a finger on her clit. I feel her body shudder around me, but it’s just a small orgasm and I’m far from done. I steady my grip on her lush body and settle down to give her a dicking she’ll never forget.

It takes a little while for Kelly’s incoherent sounds to resolve into words. “So—fucking—good,” she moans at last. “Hurts—so—fucking—good . . . Stretching my—little pussy . . . So thick—so deep—never felt—so fucking deep . . . Split me—in—fucking—half . . . explode . . . so big . . . Love—your—beautiful—dick . . .” I had thought I was as long and steel-hard as I could be, but somehow her words make me even a little bigger and harder. For all that, her fucktunnel continues to stretch until at last she’s taking me balls-deep with every thrust. She cums shrieking a second time and a third, each climax larger than the one before, as I pummel her cunt and rub her love button. Somehow, I keep going. I think I must have overloaded my circuits eating all those pussies; I should have cum long since, but I’m not even all that close. It’s like I missed my opportunity and I’m having to work my way back around to it, even as I’m still painfully aroused.

Kelly notices my stamina. “Fucking sex machine,” she moans. “How are you—still—fucking—going? So fucking—hard . . . Sweet—horse—cock . . . So—soooooo—good . . . stuffing my—little hole . . . stretching—me—so full . . . so fucking deep—full—so full—feels—fucking—amazing . . . Big dick—beautiful—so good—big fucking horse cock—love it . . . Ride that—tight—wet—pussy—ride it—ride it like—a fucking—bronco—my big fucking bronco . . . Ride me, stallion . . . Ride me—ride me—hard—hard—so fucking deep . . .”

Finally I feel my balls starting to build toward my long-delayed orgasm.