Fucking for his life!

An hour had passed, and countless one-sided orgasm had occurred. Despite Josh’s best efforts he couldn’t keep himself from cumming. He was after all having sex, which is by god’s hand designed to make males cum. He was exhausted, not just of energy but also of his cum. His balls felt as dry as the Saharan Desert.

His hands were her on hips. He had dug them in deep in an effort to hold her still while he pounded at her pussy. The only thing that seemed to work on this woman was being as rough as possible. Apparently having an 11-inch pole jammed into her hole at Josh’s usual pace wasn’t rough enough for her and Josh had to slam his dick much faster and harder than he had even done to Heather when he was ravaging her asshole. It was borderline painful for Josh to keep up.

“Come on, just a little more!” She yelled out.

Josh could feel by the feedback of his sex sense that finally she was reaching a climax. Oddly enough the sex began to feel much more pleasurable to Josh as well. Josh realized how much more pleasant it was to have sex when you actually felt what your partner was feeling when they were enjoying themselves (and how unpleasant it was when they didn’t). Especially, when they were on the verge of cumming.

“At least Heather did get one thing somewhat right, when she added her rules” he thought.

She started screaming higher and higher.

“Argh!”

“Argh!!“

“Argh!!!“

“There it is!”

“Finally.” She gave a slight pause and then said, “It’s been soo long.”

Josh paused his thrusting. Finally, he was able to take a break after an hour. He took deep breaths and was sweating profusely. Even with his increased size, this was inhuman for anyone to do. No wonder her boyfriend broke up with her.

“Are… Are we done here?” Josh asked with a hoarse voice.

“Yes, we’re done, a deal’s a deal so you can go, but no more publicly fucking girls! Sure, everybody has done it, but there are laws for a reason.”

“Thank god!”

“By the way, I’ll keep your number in my phone book. Maybe we can do this some other time as well?”

“Please don’t!” Until today Josh didn’t think he’d ever turn down an opportunity for sex ever.

“Then, I recommend that you keep yourself on the right side of the law from now on.”

The cop picked up her clothes and went on her way. Josh didn’t particularly like the prospect of meeting her again. Sure, it was a guaranteed fuck but 1 hour of what was akin to hammering a nail down with his dick wasn’t his idea of great sex. Especially, when you have someone who showed no emotion starring right in your face all the time.

But Josh was relieved that it was over. Finally, he could continue on his way to Tiana. She was probably furiously masturbating to him right now, which would normally excite his member to the point it would almost hurt, but this time he did feel a moderate level of satisfaction due to the huge amount of cumming he had done in the police officer.

Josh whipped out his phone. It occurred to him that for once, his dick was out more of his pants than his phone compared to his previous life, which amused him a little.

On the screen he saw several messages all of them from Tiana, all dated from the last hour.

The first one read.

• “Let this be an incentive for you to hurry!”

Attached was a photo of Tiana’s asshole with 3 of her fingers in it.

Josh felt some blood rush to his penis.

“If constantly cumming for an hour straight, not to mention all the other things I’ve had been up to, can’t keep my dick flaccid, what could?” he wondered.

Josh scrolled through the messages and read the last one which said.

• “Please won’t you be here soon or at least text me back?! I’m trying to relieve the pressure by masturbating but it’s just not the same! I need your cock messing up my insides!”