On her ass

The pressure in your groin became an unbearable weight, a white hot current that threatened to snap your control. You could feel the internal muscles of her pussy clamping down on you, milking you with every singular thrust. Your breath came in jagged, animal grunts, and your vision began to blur at the edges. You were on the precipice, the tension in your lower back coiled like a spring, and the sheer visceral force of her arousal pushed you toward the edge. You didn't want a gentle release; you wanted a violent erasure of everything but this moment.

At the absolute last second, just as the first wave of pleasure began to rip through your spine, you gripped her waist and yanked yourself out of her with a wet, sucking sound. The sudden void left her sobbing, a sharp, confused noise of longing that only fueled your own climax. You didn't waste a heartbeat. You grabbed her hip to steady her, arching your back as you released a thick, hot torrent of cum across the pale, curved expanse of her ass. The seed painted her skin in stark, pearlescent white streaks, steaming slightly in the cool air of the restroom.

You stood there for a moment, your chest heaving, watching the cream white fluid drip slowly down her thigh. Maya remained bent over the vanity, her breathing heavy and ragged, her body still twitching from the aftershocks of her own release. The silence that followed was heavy, filled only by the distant, muffled thumping of the club music through the walls. You looked at the mess you had made on her skin, a visceral mark of ownership that lingered long after the heat of the act had faded.