Night at the West residence (Part 2)

The tightness in my chest got heavier. The bliss her words filled me with came with added pressure. I wanted to be what Sarah wanted me to be. I wanted to be her perfect man, someone who would never fail her, someone she really had no regrets of sharing with other girls. But even if that was my objective, it felt like such a fantastic goal that I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to reach it.

I think my feelings got across to her without needing to speak them, because she kissed my jaw and the corner of my mouth and continued. “I know I’m asking a lot of you. I’m sorry.”

“It’s not nearly as much as what you’re giving me,” I told her.

“What I give, I give willingly.” Sarah smirked. “I’m yours to do with as you please. Fuck me, kiss me, take me on dates, make me watch you fuck my friends… I’m crazy about it all. I won’t ask for anything in return.”

I chuckled. “Because you already know I’ll give you everything that I am, even if you don’t ask for it.”

“Exactly.” Her grinning lips met mine again, her tongue playfully licked my lips. “You have a much harder time ahead than me, you know? You have to give the same to the others. I’ll be mad at you if you start playing favorites with me.”

Multiply instead of divide. Impossible during any normal circumstances, but… Whatever it was that had changed me, I had a strong feeling it would make it possible.

“I promise I’ll make you all happy.”

“I know you will. That’s why I’m here.”

“I love you, Sarah.”

“I love you, too.”

We kissed again, and as we did, I felt something. It was mind-reading, but I wasn’t reading any words. I was reading feelings, desires, needs. Sarah wanted me to have her, to claim her like I had to many other times before. She wanted to please me, to be… used and be overwhelmed by the ecstasy it brought her. I always had an idea that she was into this kind of thing, but I’d never felt it so clearly as I did at that moment. I had perfectly understood the concept of what Sarah wanted, and it drove away my doubts. If that was what she wanted, then by god I was gonna give it to her.

I pulled her closer so that her chest pressed against mine. I gave her ass a hard, greedy squeeze and looked into her eyes. “Then if you don’t mind, I think I’ll help myself to this beautiful little sex doll I found.”

I felt something again. A powerful chill, a delicious tingle running down Sarah’s back. I felt her heart skip a beat and saw her eyes widen and her smirk growing.

“Sex doll? Mmm, yesss.” She nibbled on my lower lip and got a leg over and behind me. “I’ll be your little sex doll. Use me, Oliver. Own me.”

I pulled out my cock through the opening in my boxers and moved Sarah’s panties aside. The tip of my dick pressed against her labia and became immediately wet with her juices.

Sarah shivered in my arms. “Seal my lips or I’ll moan too loudly.”

Yeah she would. God, how I love to hear her voice, but this wasn’t the place for that. I kissed her deeply as I entered her. Her pussy caught me in a **** vice grip the moment I bottomed out, and at the same time, Sarah let out a soft, muffled moan into my mouth.

I moved slowly so as to make as little noise as possible. I needed to avoid the sound of my hips meeting hers, help her avoid her own ecstatic moans, and avoid the rocking of the bed. And yet in moving slowly, we found a different kind of pace that didn’t lose to an intense, hard fuck in pleasure.

I felt Sarah’s walls coil around me, wrapping lovingly around my shaft and squeezing to wring me dry. I rubbed Sarah’s back and she gripped and pulled on my t-shirt, holding herself back from screaming her pleasure or moving too wildly. God, how I love her reactions.

It took a little longer than usual, but she came first still. I let her ride that long, intense orgasm before I moved on top of her. I watched her flustered, panting face. One of the most beautiful sights in existence. My own heart burned with desire, my dick throbbed with pleasure and need to feel her more.

I entered her again, only this time I pulled up her small camisole and began to suck on her nipples. Sarah turned her face to the side and bit on a pillow to keep her voice in.

Her perfect body was mine. Her slender, curvy body, sculpted by effort to be exactly as she wanted it to be, belonged to me. Her big, firm breasts and small nipples were for me to enjoy whenever I wanted. Her pussy was made to have my cock inside it, and it knew it perfectly. All of Sarah, from her hair to her toes, belonged to me, and in return, I would give her all of myself.

Her body went stiff again, shaking as she came a second time. She pulled my face up to meet hers and kissed my lips, my cheeks, my whole face all over.

Without a word, I pulled out of her and lay on my back beside her. Sarah smirked and dove under the covers. Soon I felt her lips around my cock, her tongue wrapping around my shaft. She pushed deeper and deeper, swallowing every cm of my large cock until her nose touched my hips. Then the bed sheets began to move as she bobbed up and down, taking all of it down her throat with not so much as a gag.

I came, and I shouldn’t need to say that Sarah swallowed every single drop, even going for seconds as she cleaned my dick. The bliss of my climax was as amazing as ever, lasting seconds more than a normal orgasm should. My dick, too, remained as hard as steel.

I lifted the covers. Sarah looked at me with innocent blue eyes as she sucked on the tip of my cock. I offered her my hand and she took it. As I pulled her closer towards me, I told her, “I’m not done with you yet.”

She chortled. “Are you ever?”

“Nope.”

“GOD! You’re the best…!”

She climbed on top of me and sank on my cock. With her body against mine, she slowly rocked back and forth, rubbing her breasts on me as we made out more.

A long night that passed by in an instant. Sarah went back to her room when we saw the first rays of morning light coming from between the window curtains. I think I only slept like three hours, maybe two, but I woke up feeling like a million bucks.

Patreon.