Leia begins to move

Leia began to move, a slow, deep thrust that pulled almost entirely out before plunging back in th a powerful thrust. Every stroke was measured, designed to maximize stimulation, to explore the virgin territory of Sara’s depths. She felt a primal satisfaction as Sara’s hips began to buck, seeking the rhythm, craving more of the exquisite pressure.

“Oh, fuck,” Sara gasped, her voice raw with pleasure. “Yes, like that, Jack! Deeper! Harder!” Her body was a symphony of sensation. The blindfold amplified everything – the smooth, heavy slide of the enormous cock, the subtle creak of the bed, the increasingly rapid thump of her own heart. She felt a different kind of pressure now, a blunt, exquisite ache that was building deep inside her, radiating outwards.

Leia picked up the pace, her powerful thighs working rhythmically. She watched Sara’s face, even behind the blindfold, noting the flush spreading across her cheeks, the way her lips parted in silent pleas, the frantic wriggling of her restrained body. Leia focused on the sensitive points within Sara, expertly grinding against the G-spot with the sheer girth of her cock. Each thrust was a deliberate message: you belong to this now.

“God, Jack, this is… incredible,” Sara moaned, her voice catching on a breath. “I’ve never felt anything like this. This is the best sex we’ve ever had, hands down. Keep going, please!”

Jack closed his eyes, a wave of nausea washing over him. Best sex. His wife’s first true orgasm, and it wouldn't be with him. He could only listen, a silent witness to his own emasculation, his financial misjudgment costing him far more than just money. “I hear you, baby. Just… let go.”

Leia felt Sara’s muscles clenching around her, a sure sign she was nearing the edge. She increased the intensity, her hips driving forward with a relentless, powerful rhythm. The thick condom stretched and groaned, slick with Sara’s abundant wetness. She felt a faint tremor start in Sara’s thighs, a precursor to the coming storm.

“Oh… oh my god… I think…” Sara’s words dissolved into a series of broken moans, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her entire body began to tremble, her hips bucking furiously against the restraints, trying to meet every potent thrust. The world narrowed to that singular, overwhelming point of friction and pressure deep within her. The ache intensified, spiraling into a glorious, unbearable tension.

Suddenly, a violent shudder ripped through Sara. Her back arched, her legs went rigid, shaking uncontrollably, vibrating with an intensity she’d never known. A guttural cry tore from her throat as a sensation unlike anything she’d ever experienced exploded within her. It was a shattering, blissful release, wave after wave of electric pleasure coursing through every nerve ending. Her inner walls convulsed violently around Leia’s massive cock, squeezing, milking, **** to hold onto the exquisite sensation. And then, a gush of liquid warmth spilled from her, soaking the sheets beneath her, a tangible testament to the mind-blowing, leg-shaking orgasm that had just consumed her. It was her first, true, earth-shattering climax during sex.