Fuck

Tyrone looked over his shoulder, his eyes wide with disbelief. “What do you mean?”

I gave him a wicked grin, standing up to press my body against his. “I mean that now it’s my turn to cum,” I told him, reaching down to grasp his softening cock. Even flaccid, he was still impressively sized, and I couldn’t wait to feel him inside me.

Tyrone shuddered at my words, his hands reaching back to grab my hips. “Whatever you want,” he breathed, looking back at me with lust-filled eyes. “I’m yours.”

I kissed him then, our tongues dueling as we pressed together. My hands roamed his body, relearning every curve and plane of his muscular form. I wanted to touch him everywhere, to explore every inch of his skin.

As we kissed, I reached down to stroke his cock once again. He was still soft, but I could feel him stirring in my hand. With a little encouragement, I knew I could get him hard again.

Sure enough, after a few moments of stroking and kissing, I felt his length begin to swell. Tyrone groaned into my mouth, his hips thrusting subtly against me.

Breaking the kiss, I looked into his eyes. “Are you ready to fuck me?” I asked,

I could see him smiling like the Cheshire cat, so I knew it was time to get him ready. His big flaccid cock, along with his big heavy balls, were going to need some stimulation to get ready for round two.

Dropping to my knees once again, I looked up at him with a sultry smile. “Let me take care of this,” I murmured, licking my lips suggestively.

Tyrone groaned, his hand tangling in my hair. “Fuck, Brenda. You’re going to kill me.”

I chuckled, pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock. “Don’t worry,” I assured him, my voice husky. “I’ll make it worth your while.”

With that, I took him into my mouth, sucking gently. He was only half-hard, but I could feel him responding to my touch, growing bigger with every passing second.

I swirled my tongue

around the tip of his cock, tasting the salty tang of his precum. Tyrone moaned above me, his hips thrusting subtly as he tried to bury himself deeper in my throat.“Fuck, your mouth should be illegal,” he growled, looking down at me with wild eyes. “It feels so fucking good.”

I hummed my agreement, the vibration causing him to shudder. I picked up my pace, eager to get him fully hard once again. It didn’t take long – within minutes, he was rock solid, his cock pulsing with need.

As I pulled back to catch my breath, I looked up at him and smiled. “Ready to fuck me now?” I asked, my voice breathy.

Tyrone didn’t need any further encouragement. With a growl, he pulled me to my feet, spinning me around to face the wall. I placed my hands against the cool tile, pushing my ass back towards him invitingly.

“Someone’s eager,” I purred, glancing at him over my shoulder.

He smirked at me, his eyes dark with desire. “You have no idea,” he told me, stepping up behind me. “I’ve been hard for you all night.”

I felt him press against my entrance, his thick head teasing my wetness. “Then what are you waiting for?” I challenged, looking back at him. “Fuck me, Tyrone.”

With a low growl, he thrust into me, burying himself to the hilt in one smooth motion. I cried out at the sudden intrusion, my walls clenching around him tightly. He was so big that it almost hurt, but the pleasure far outweighed any discomfort I felt.

“Oh god,” I moaned, my fingers curling against the wall. “You feel so good.”

Tyrone didn’t respond, instead pulling back before slamming into me once again. I gasped at the sensation, sparks of pleasure shooting through my body with every thrust.

The feeling of being so thoroughly filled was indescribable. For years, I’d made do with a husband who was barely half the size of my new lover, and the difference was staggering. Every ridge and vein of Tyrone’s cock rubbed against my inner walls, sending pleasure singing through my veins.

I pushed back against him, meeting his thrusts with my own **** movements. The sound of slapping flesh filled the air, mingling with our heavy breathing and low moans.

Tyrone leaned forward, pressing his chest against my back as he continued to fuck me from behind. One hand snaked around my waist, his fingers finding my swollen clit with unerring accuracy. I cried out as he began to rub the sensitive bud, pleasure coursing through me like lightning.

“Yes,” I breathed, my eyes squeezed shut as I focused on the sensations overwhelming my body. “Right there. Don’t stop.”

Tyrone increased his pace, pounding into me with abandon. His fingers worked my clit with a skill that left me breathless, pushing me higher and higher towards the peak of pleasure.

“I’m close,” I gasped, my voice barely audible over the sound of our bodies coming together. “Oh god, Tyrone, I’m so close.”

He responded by fucking me even harder, his thrusts growing erratic as he neared his own release. The smell of sex filled the air, earthy and primal, driving my arousal even higher.

With a shout, I came undone, my orgasm crashing over me like a tidal wave. My pussy clenched around his cock, milking him with each wave of pleasure that coursed through my body. Tyrone continued to thrust into me, drawing out my release with each movement of his hips.

As the waves of ecstasy finally began to subside, I felt Tyrone stiffen behind me, his cock pulsing as he found his own release. He groaned deeply, his hips jerking as he filled me with his hot seed.

For a long moment, we stayed like that, locked together and struggling to catch our breath. Finally, Tyrone pulled out of me, reaching down to help me to my feet. I turned to face him, a satisfied smile spreading across my face.

“That was amazing,” I said, my voice filled with awe.

Tyrone chuckled, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. “You’re telling me,” he agreed, pulling me into his arms. “I thought you were going to suck my soul right out of my body.”

I laughed, snuggling closer to his chest. “Maybe next time,” I teased, looking up at him.

He grinned down at me, his arms tightening around my waist. “Is that a promise?”

I nodded, pressing a kiss to his lips. “Absolutely.”