One on one with Carrie and the talk

Carrie is naked in bed. She is actually asleep. Apparently her last fuck with Paul was extremely physical and exhausting. She is taking a short nap. She is waiting for Paul to return. Carrie wants to fuck all night long.

Paul can see her whole body because Carrie doesn’t use a blanket. She is laying on her back completely naked and she is truly gorgeous. Paul just stands quietly and admires her outstanding body. Her physique is amazing.

Carrie is very fit and she must workout a lot. She really takes care of her gorgeous body. What is so fascinating is how huge and perky her breasts are. How can a fit young woman have big round globes? Paul is certain that they are natural. He has kneaded them and squeezed them enough to be certain of that fact. So Carries big melons are not enhanced but they sure look like that. Her nipples are also big and lovely.

Another great physical feature is her broad hips. Paul loves her womanly curves. Again the contrast between her hips and very slim waistline is truly amazing.

Below her waist her beautiful clean shaven pussy is the main attraction. Carrie’s swollen pinkish labia lip are so lovely. Her long slender legs also are impeccable. Strong sexy thighs. Even her calves are hot. Paul laughs a little bit when he sees that he still wears her new Louboutins high heels.

Paul is thinking about Carrie’s resemblance to his favorite masturbation woman from his youth. How did he miss this resemblance at the previous meeting a couple of months ago? Her resemblance makes it even more intriguing to fuck Carrie. How should Paul approach this fact. Imagine if Carrie would role play as Paul’s favorite woman. Is that possible? He has to plan this carefully. How to get the most out of this amazing resemblance.

Paul gets aroused by just watching Carrie and thinking about the resemblance. He is a bit exhausted from fucking Laura in the ass so he would like a longer break. At the same time he wants to start having sex with Carrie. Start right now. Paul hopes to fuck Carrie much more tonight. She turns him on like nothing else.

How about starting with licking Carrie? He moves slowly and quietly. He doesn’t want to wake Carrie up. He gets above her snatch with his head. The tip of the tongue is the first thing that touches Carrie’s cunt.

Her pussy has a strong musky smell after all the sex earlier tonight. Paul gradually licks a little bit more. His idea is to get Carrie aroused before she wakes up. He licks and sucks her pussy lips. A strange mixture of many different people smells including his own. He gently continues to lick her lovely snatch.

He can feel that Carrie is getting a little aroused. Slowly he increases his licking. Carrie is now breathing more deeply than before and her body is starting to show signs of her arousal. Paul looks up at her huge breasts. Her nipples has started to harden. This is exactly what he wanted.

Paul wonders whether or not he should slide a finger into her pussy. He decides to wait a little. He licks and sucks more and more on Carrie’s tasty snatch. He also strokes her strong thighs. Paul especially touches and moves his hands on the inner parts of her thighs. He continues with both activities and now Carrie’s nipples are fully erect.

It is time to slip a finger up into her pussy. Carrie is a little bit wet now and it is time. Now Paul wants Carrie to wake up. He thinks about his options and how to achieve that. He just doesn't know. It is a gamble but he uses two fingers instead. So very slowly Paul starts sliding two fingers up into Carrie's pussy. He is very gentle but he also tries to stretch her snatch out. Jackpot. Carrie moves.

Carrie is slowly waking up and Paul is extremely happy with his decision. He continues with his movements and is after a while able to slip his fingers in to the knuckle. Carrie is widen out since before. Paul huge cock has stretched out earlier tonight. Now Carrie is fully awake and she starts moaning. Paul starts to finger fuck Carrie. Deep as deep as he gets with his fingers. Carrie moans and now she is fully engaged. She starts talking.

“Hmmm Paul. Not only do you give me fabulous orgasms you really know how to wake me up. I loved getting waked up like this. Just let me know if you prefer a sixty-nine. I wouldn’t mind sucking your massive cock. But if not just continue exactly like you do. I think I need an orgasm before you starts fucking me. Quite frankly my orgasms tonight has been overwhelming. You seem to have unlocked something that I wasn’t aware of. Strange considering how much I fuck.”

Carrie then moves her legs slowly. She spreads them wide apart and raises her knees. That makes it easier for Paul to take care of her pussy. Paul is finger fucking Carrie more and more intensely. Her pussy gets wetter and she moans. Paul is considering her invitation of a sixty-nine. Feeling Carrie suck him would be great. However he would like to have much more sex tonight and he has to conserve his energy. His stamina is great but not endless. He rather prefer Carrie’s pussy then her mouth.

His tongue starts touching Carrie’s clitoris. The swollen clit loves the touch. Carrie moans more and she is getting seriously aroused. Paul’s tongue finds her clit again and Carrie cries out. Her entire body is tensing as the sensation rockets through her. Her breath hitches. Carrie’s hips are lifting off the bed to press harder against Paul’s mouth. Her moans are loud and unrestrained in the quiet room.

Paul continues to lick her swollen clit. Carrie loves that and her breathing is deep and erotic. Paul is starting to understand Carrie’s body very well. She is extremely aroused but not close. He fingers fucks her harder and she moans louder. He wants her to come.

Paul’s fingers and tongue are relentless and Carrie loves it. She has completely surrendered to the sensations that Paul is giving her. Carrie’s gorgeous body is writhing beneath him. The high heels are still on and her legs are spread wide for Paul. Carrie moans with each stroke her breathing is ragged and deep.

Paul tries to find Carrie’s sweet spots on her sugar plum. He tries to remember where they are. In the meantime he fingers fucks her deeper. Her pussy is soaking wet now and the sound from her pussy is soggy and very exciting.

Carrie can feel Paul searching for that spot inside her. The one that makes her vision go white when he presses it just right. Paul hasn’t found it yet. But the deep wet sounds of his fingers moving in and out of Carrie are obscenely erotic. The room smells like sex and Carrie’s arousal. The smell is mingling with the clean hotel sheets. Carrie arches her back and is letting out a long low moan that’s more of a growl.

Carrie helps Paul a little. She guides his hand with her own. Not really forcing just suggesting a better angle. Carrie loves how wet she is. She tells Paul.

“ You always get me soaking wet and I don’t fully understand how you do it. Just adjust your angle a little and then you will touch one of my sweet spots. But just keep going. I am getting closer. I would like to come before you claim me. “

Paul stops his actions. He looks up at Carrie and her beautiful face is so aroused. He moves and gets on top of her. He kisses her. Kisses her passionately. Deep kiss with lot of moisture being exchanged. Carrie can taste herself. They kiss for a while. It feels so good to lay upon her huge knockers. Carrie smiles and she looks gorgeous. Paul kisses her one more time before he gets down on her again. He moves everything back as it was before and finger fucks her again and he focuses on her clit.

Carrie’s thoughts are a jumble of heat and want. The short break made her want to come even more. She seems to be replaying the sight of Paul together with Laura earlier. The way he took her hard. Dominated her completely. Carrie loved seeing that. It was very erotic to see her best friend coming so hard together with Paul. They looked so sexy together. Carrie wants Paul to lose control with her later. Paul has not yet blown his load in Carrie tonight. She wants to be the one who makes Paul forget about everything else then coming in her. Carrie speaks. She has an idea.

“I’ve been thinking Paul.” Carrie gasps as his thumb brushes her clit again. “About you taking me from behind again while I’m still in these high heels. We try something else when we both seems to agree that you should fuck me from behind. Maybe over the beds end this time. Me on my knees begging for more. Surrendering to you.“

Paul loves that idea. He suddenly starts to reflect on something else. Carrie has changed quite a bit tonight. She is less interested in calling herself a slut or emphasizing her filthy side. Much more subdued but equally sexy and horny. Ever since she looked at Paul after her latest enormous orgasm she is a bit different. A small change has definitely occurred tonight.

Paul continues using his tongue but now he is also using his fingers on the swollen clit. His fingers on the other hand are still going in and out of Carrie’s soaking wet pussy. Paul answers her question.

“You are right Carrie I will fuck you from behind. I love that. You are made for me to take you hard from behind. Like your idea of fucking you on the beds end with your knees on the floor. Make your ass come up high and lovely.”

Paul’s words send a fresh wave of heat straight to Carrie’s core. She is thinking about being taken hard from behind again. She lift her hips and is grinding against Paul’s hand and mouth. Her mind is already picturing it. She moans and whispers.

“Yes. Just like that Paul. Just start pressing your touch harder against my clit. Get me there first. Make me come on your fingers and mouth then you can take me any way you want. I want to be dripping when you fuck me soon. “

Carrie’s breathing is shallow and fast. The idea of being on her knees at the foot of the bed with Paul behind her it’s almost enough to push her over edge right now. She is tightening around Paul’s fingers. It is a silent plea.

Paul starts pressing harder on her clit. He makes sure to rub her clitoris that much more intense. He slides a third finger up in her very wet snatch. It gets crowded and he is stretching Carrie out. She moans and moans. Now Carrie is close. Paul rubs more on her sweet spots and Carrie is very close. She arches her back again as the pleasure comes.

The sudden stretch of a third finger stretching her out more, in combination with the relentless pressure on the swollen clit sends a jolt through Carrie’s entire body. Carrie cries out a raw loud unfiltered sound of pure pleasure. Another fabulous orgasm for Carrie. Her hips bucks wildly against Paul’s hand. Her high heels are scraping against the sheets. She has a hard time controlling her body.

Carrie’s vision starts to blur as the orgasm crashes over her. It is a tidal wave of sensation that leaves her trembling and shaking. She grip Paul’s wrist holding him inside her as Carrie rides the wave. Her moans dissolving into breathless gasps. Carrie starts to twist her head and her blonde hair is thrown around. The orgasm keeps rolling. It comes in waves of pure pleasure. She arcs her body and tries to tell Paul something in the midst of her climax.

“Don't stop Paul. Please don't pull out. Let me feel you while I come.” Carrie tries to talk while the orgasm hammers her.

The heat pulses through Carrie. Her inner muscles clenching rhythmically around Paul’s fingers. It's intense overwhelming and exactly what Carrie needs. As the last tremors fade Carrie’s blue eyes look’s at Paul. Her eyes glazed and satisfied. Carrie slowly release his wrist. Her gorgeous body is still humming. Another fabulous orgasm for Carrie. She has had plenty of those tonight.

Paul gets on top of Carrie. They kiss. She is a bit exhausted but my goodness she kan kiss. Paul is fully aroused after taking care of Carrie. Now on top of her round fantastic boobs he gets even more aroused. Paul makes sure that Carrie can feel his huge throbbing cock against her body. He starts grinding his hard dick against her fit toned body. He wants to make sure that she understands what is going on.

The kiss is still deep and lingering. Carrie’s mouth is still tasting Paul as his weight settles over her. Carries’s hands slide up his back and is tracing the muscles there. Paul’s huge hard cock presses against her stomach. Carrie can feel every pulse of Paul’s arousal. That makes her own body respond. Her exhaustion is forgotten in a fresh surge of desire. Carrie’s huge breasts feel sensitive against Paul’s chest. She arches slightly and she is letting Paul feel the softness of them.

Carrie smiles against Paul’s lips. Her voice is a low murmur. “ Now I want you to take me from behind like we agreed on. But first let me feel you like this.”

Carrie shifts beneath Paul. She is grinding her hips against his. Carrie is letting Paul’s huge cock slide along her wetness. The friction is delicious and she moans softly.

“I love how hard you are for me. I love knowing I'm the reason. After everything tonight you still come back to me. You still want me like this. “ Carrie whispers to Paul. She is again a bit more caring and sensitive than previously.

Carrie breaks the deep kiss to look up at Paul. Her blue eyes are dark with promise. “Now turn me over Paul. Let me kneel for you. I want you to claim me next. Show this horny slut who is in charge. Dominate me completely. Make me scream your name.”

Paul climbs off Carrie. He then grabs her and lifts her up in his strong arms. He moves them and he lays her down on her stomach at the edge of the bed. Carrie rests her knees on the floor. She rises her gorgeous ass up high and presents herself for Paul. Arcs her back lower and she is ready.

Paul gets behind her on the floor. He admires and lusts for her spectacular derrière. Her gorgeous ass is muscular yet very feminine. He starts in his normal fashion. He licks Carrie’s ass left cheek from the bottom all the way up to the top. Then he kisses her lower back and spine. Carrie shivers with delight.

Then Carrie feels it. It is the slow wet drag of Paul’s tongue up the curve of her left ass cheek. Carrie shivers. Her fingers are clutching at the duvet. The sensation is so intimate so deliberate. Paul’s lips follows planting soft kisses along her lower back and spine. Each one sending a warm ripple through her exhausted but hungry body. Carrie lets out a soft contented sigh. She is pushing her hips back slightly toward Paul.

“You always know how to make me feel worshipped Paul. Carrie’s voice is husky muffled slightly by the bedding. “But I can feel how hard you are against me. And I’m so empty without you inside me. “

Carrie glances back over her shoulder. Her long blonde hair is falling across her face as she meets Paul’s eyes. “Quit teasing and fill me up. I want to feel you stretch me open again. I want to hear the sounds we make together.”

Paul doesn’t answer her or rush. He wants Carrie to be soaking wet and very aroused when he finally penetrates her again. He licks her other buttock. From the bottom up to the top. Lovely smooth skin and a great taste.

Carrie feels the slow deliberate path of Paul’s tongue on her other cheek. It is tracing the same maddening route from the sensitive crease of her thigh all the way up to the swell of her hip. The sensation is exquisite. It is a blend of ticklish warmth and raw intimacy that makes Carrie’s breath catch. Carrie can hear the soft wet sound of Paul’s mouth on her skin. A quiet counterpoint to her own quickening pulse in her ears. The room is cool but Carrie’s skin is fever-hot, and every nerve ending feels hyper alive, attuned to Paul’s every movement. She whispers to Paul.

“You’re a fucking artist with that tongue. “ Carrie murmurs the words into the duvet. Her voice is thick with amusement and arousal. She presses her hips back more insistently her wetness is making a faint damp patch on the sheets beneath her. The cool air kisses Carrie’s exposed folds. It is a stark contrast to the heat Paul is building inside her.

Carrie can see them in another mirror but only just a little. Paul looks up and he has missed that mirror. If Carrie tilts her head just enough she can glance at the reflection across the room. The sight is obscenely beautiful. Carrie on her knees. Her high heels on the carpet with her back arched and with Paul kneeling behind her. Carrie’s own desire reflects back at her in the glass. Her flushed skin with dark eyes and a hungry wanton expression. It is a beautiful sight to behold in the mirror.

Paul starts to lick Carrie’s beautiful pussy. She is wet. Paul wants her soaking wet. He doesn’t need much time until she is soaking wet. His last procedure is to bite Carrie hard on her ass. He has marked her. She belongs to him. Then he starts all over again.

Paul’s tongue finds Carrie’s pussy again and she gasp. Her hips jerking forward from the sudden intense contact. The sensation is electric. A direct line to her already over sensitized nerves. Paul laps at her slow and deliberate. Carrie can feel her wetness increasing. It is coating Paul’s chin making those slick filthy sounds she love. Carrie is panting into the duvet. Her knuckles are white where she is gripping it.

“That’s it Paul. Just get me ready for you. Soak me. I want to be dripping when you finally…” Carrie doesn’t finish her sentence.

The sudden sharp pain of Paul’s teeth sinking into the curve of Carrie’s muscular ass makes her cry out. It is a sharp startled sound that melts into a low groan. The sting blooms into a deep possessive heat. A mark. Paul’s second mark. Carrie lets out a shaky breath a slow smile spreading across her beautiful face even though Paul can’t see it.

“You bastard. I love it. Now I’ll feel you for days.” Carrie’s voice is rough with want.

“ I’m yours. You know I am. So stop teasing and claim what’s yours. I’m soaked. I’m aching. And I need your massive cock inside me right now. Fuck me Paul.”

Paul has completed his ritual. It is time to fuck Carrie. He is stone hard and he is so ready to fuck Carrie again. He puts his huge cock up on Carrie’s ass and back. It rests heavy there. He uses her wetness from her soaking wet pussy to lubricate his big dick. Next he puts his huge cock head in between Carrie’s swollen pussy lips. Right away he starts pushing. His penetration is brutal.

Carrie feels the heavy weight of Paul’s huge cock resting against her lower back. It is a hot insistent promise. The wetness Paul draws from her smears between them as he uses it to slick his length. Carrie holds her breath. Her body is tensing in anticipation. Then Carrie feels the broad head of Paul nudge between her swollen lips. Carrie lets out a low guttural sound.

Paul pushes forward. Fast and inexorable. Carrie grits her teeth. She is grimacing and it is twisting her features. Her knuckles are white in the duvet. Her knees pressing hard into the carpet for leverage. It feels like Paul is splitting Carrie open. He is remaking her around his massive dick. Again Carrie struggles. She grunts as the huge cock moves deeper. Paul just continues to go deeper and it is problematic for Carrie.

“It’s so deep Paul. God, you’re huge.” Carrie’s words come out in strained grunts. Her body is fighting to accommodate Paul even as it craves the invasion. Carrie can feel every inch as Paul sinks deeper. It is now a slow relentless conquest. The initial burn gives way to a throbbing all-consuming fullness that makes Carrie’s head spin. It feels like it takes an eternity before Carrie can finally feel the press of Paul’s hips against her gorgeous ass. His big balls resting heavy against her wetness.

“There…” Carrie grunts and speaks. Her body is shuddering as she adjusts to the sheer size of Paul buried inside her. Paul is in all the way to the thick shaft. In to the hilt. Carrie is completely impaled stretched out to her limit. “You’re all the way in. I can feel you in my throat. Now move. Please. Fuck me with that beautiful cock. Fuck me hard. Don’t hold back. Claim your slut.”

Paul definitely intends to claim his slut. He starts pounding Carrie very hard. As earlier tonight every thrusts is always very deep. Her delicious pussy feels fantastic as per usual. Paul is stone hard and he has a fabulous feeling in his huge dick. He is pounding Carrie and she loves it. Finally he is fucking Carrie again.

The feeling of Paul fully seated inside Carrie is almost too much to bear for her initially. A deep stretching fullness that hits her right in the core. Then Paul pulls back and drive into Carrie again and the world dissolves into pure sensation. There's no mirror to watch now for either of them. So all Carrie has is the feeling. The brutal perfect rhythm of Paul’s hips slamming hard against her muscular ass. It is the wet slap of skin on skin filling the quiet room. It is a soggy fantastic sound.

Each thrust is a shockwave. Paul hits so deep so hard that Carrie can feel it in her stomach and in her lungs. Carrie’s wet pussy grips Paul’s huge dick tightly. It is clenching around his thick shaft with every hard inward drive trying to keep him inside. The initial stretch has melted into a searing addictive friction. Paul is hitting a spot so deep inside Carrie that her vision blurs with each pounding.

Carrie is reduced to wordless guttural sounds. Her grunts and moans they are punched out of her with every hard impact. Her high heels are useless on the carpet. Carries knees sliding slightly with the **** of Paul’s fucking. Luckily the beds end stops Carrie from going forward too much. Carrie pushes back against Paul. She is meeting his brutal thrusts wanting to take in every inch. She wants to feel Paul bottom out inside her over and over.

“It's... so good. Fuck, you feel incredible Paul.” Carrie manages to grunts the words between ragged breaths. “Don't stop. Don't ever stop. I want you to ruin me. I want you to claim me even harder. My god you have a beautiful cock. “

Paul just keeps pounding Carrie extremely hard. Her moaning is very loud. He loves the feeling of slamming against her perfect ass. The muscular derrière is outstanding and his crotch and thighs keeps hitting her smooth skin.

The rhythmic brutal pounding has become Carrie’s entire world. Her moans are loud and unchecked. They are echoing in the room each one driven by the impact of Paul’s hips against hers. The smooth skin of Carrie’s strong ass is taking the ****. It is a deep satisfying sting that mingles with the overwhelming pleasure inside of her. Carrie’s high heels are just up in the air. The angle of her feet makes her high heels useless for grip. Her body is pinned between the bed and Paul’s relentless hard thrusts. It is giving her **** but to take every single hard thrust from Paul’s huge cock and just accept it. There is no escape. She has to take all the hard trusts and move on.

“You feel so deep Paul. It is like you’re trying to reach my soul. “ Carrie’s voice is a ragged breathless thing torn from her between impacts. “I love it. I love how you own me right now. I am your slut.”

Carrie pushes back against Paul with all the strength she has left. She is meeting his **** with her own wanting to amplify the collision. The sound of their bodies is obscene, wet and sharp a perfect sex film soundtrack.

“Don’t just fuck me Paul.” Carrie gasps. Her head dropping forward as another particularly deep thrust makes her long slender legs tremble. “ But …break me Paul. I want to feel you in my bones tomorrow. I want every step I take around London to remind me of this. So take me harder. Make it hurt so good that I forget how to walk without remembering you inside me. “

Paul desperately needs to get his hands on Carrie’s huge breasts. He loves her big knockers. He is able to press his hands under her body and grab her flattened boobs. They feel so different now much flatter but all over the place. He starts kneading her huge melons. Now that he is leaning over more and he is much more forward he starts to dominate Carrie completely. He forces her hard down into the mattress. He is very physical with her. Paul shows her his full strength.

Paul hands find Carrie’s huge breasts. He is flattening them against the mattress as he leans forward. Paul’s weight pressing her down completely. The new angle drives Paul even deeper. Carrie cries out a sound muffled by the duvet. She is pinned now helpless beneath Paul’s strength. Her body has surrendered to his control. Paul’s fingers kneads her flesh. The sensation is a sharp contrast to the brutal rhythm of his hips. It's overwhelming, and perfect.

“Yes Paul dominate me.” Carrie’s voice is strained. It is thick with submission and desire. “Use me. I'm yours to break. I want to feel every inch of you, every pound of your weight. Fuck me until I can't remember my own name.”

The pressure is immense and the pleasure almost painful in its intensity. Carrie’s moans become quieter more internal as she focuses on the feeling of being completely claimed owned and used by Paul. Carrie’s fit body responds instinctively. She is clenching hard around Paul’s huge cock with each thrust, trying to pull him deeper even as Paul is forcing her down.

Paul just continues to fuck Carrie mercilessly hard. Deep really deep down in the core of her body. Occasionally he hits her cervix. He is stone hard and Carrie’s tight pussy is so delicious. He really would like Carrie to come.

Carrie’s fit body is pinned beneath Paul. Her beautiful face pressed into the duvet. The world has narrowed to the sensation of Paul’s hands on her breasts kneading them hard against the mattress and the relentless pounding of Paul’s hips. Each thrust is a deep seismic shock that reverberates through her core. When Paul hit Carrie’s cervix it’s a sharp bright pain that makes her grunt. Her whole body is tensing before melting into another wave of pleasure. Carrie’s pussy is slick and tight around Paul’s huge dick. It is gripping his shaft with every withdrawal. Desperately trying to keep him inside.

“You’re so deep Paul. So hard.” Carrie’s voice is a strained whisper barely audible over the sound of their bodies. “ I can feel you in my stomach. It’s like you’re trying to carve a place inside me that’s only yours.”

Carrie pushes back against Paul. She is meeting his **** wanting to amplify the collision. Her knees digs into the carpet. Her thighs trembling with the effort. The pleasure is building to a crescendo. A tight coil in Carrie’s belly that feels ready to snap. Carrie wants to come with Paul like this. Being completely dominated and completely owned. This fuck is another dream come true for Carrie. She whispers again.

“Don’t stop Paul. I’m so close. Fuck me until I break. I want to come screaming your name. Stay in me forever. This is so good. “

Paul just keeps pounding Carrie. It is an outstanding fuck and he can’t believe how good it feels. He wants Carrie to come. He has a surprise for her. He has earlier tonight hidden a mini bullet under the bed. He unfortunately has to take away his right hand from Carrie’s huge boob. He grabs the mini bullet and turns it on. Next he puts the mini bullet against Carrie’s clitoris. It is showtime.

The loss of Paul’s hand from Carrie’s huge breast is a momentary pang of emptiness for Carrie. But it's forgotten instantly as she feels the sudden intense buzz of the bullet against her clit. The sensation is shocking. It is a direct vibrating **** on Carrie’s most sensitive nerve. A sharp high cry tears from her throat. Her entire body convulses around Paul. The dual stimulation is too much and not enough all at once. The deep punishing stretch of Paul’s huge cock and the frantic superficial vibration on her clit.

Carrie’s hips are bucking wildly. She is trying to press into both sensations at once.

“PAUUUUUL AGAIN.” Carrie screams so loudly that they probably heard her down in the lobby. The orgasm that was building now roars to the surface totally unstoppable. It crashes over Carrie in a wave of white hot electricity. A freight train hits her. It is making her vision spotty. She starts shaking uncontrollably. The feeling so powerful. Carrie’s pussy clenches around Paul’s huge dick in rhythmic **** pulses milking his length as Carrie shake beneath him. She is screaming again. The sound is raw and ragged. Carrie’s fingers are clawing at the duvet as the pleasure obliterates every coherent thought that she has. Enormous orgasm for Carrie.

“ You have done it again Paul. Oh god, I'm coming so hard!” Carrie’s voice breaks into a sob as the peak crests and then slowly, agonizingly, begins to recede leaving her trembling and utterly spent. The bullet is still buzzing. It is a relentless overstimulating hum against Carrie’s oversensitive flesh. She is panting. Her forehead drenched with sweat against the sheets. As drenched as her huge boobs.

“You beautiful sneaky bastard. “ Carrie manages to croak out a breathless laugh mixing with her gasps. “Hiding toys under the bed. Paul, you really did plan to ruin me tonight.” Carrie is loving the surprise. It made her come over the edge.

Carrie can feel the aftershocks still rippling through her. Carrie’s inner muscles fluttering around Paul’s huge cock. She is completely spent but she fight on. Her willpower is fantastic. Totally exhausted but she has never felt more satisfied.

Carrie knows the drill. She immediately starts moving her hips again. Almost immediately back to her usual perfection. Paul has just continued to fuck her hard during her fabulous orgasm. Her pussy is significantly tighter now and that feels awesome. He pounds Carrie devilishly hard. The buzzer is still working. Carrie is used to all of this since before. She prepares for the next orgasm.

The vibration is still humming against Carrie’s clit. It is relentless reminder of the orgasm she just had. Her body is already craving the next one. Carrie knows what is coming. She moves her hips back against Paul. She is meeting his deep devilish thrusts with a renewed **** energy. Carrie’s pussy is indeed tighter now. It is clenching around Paul’s huge cock in the aftershocks and the sensation is incredible. A slick vice like grip that feels amazing for Paul. Truly fabulous.

“That's it Paul keep going.” Carrie’s voice is hoarse but determined. “I can take another. I want another. Fuck me through it. Don't you dare slow down.”

Carrie arches her back as much as Paul’s weight allows. She is presenting herself for Paul’s pounding. The mix of deep stretching fullness and the sharp buzzing stimulation on her clit is a brutal. A perfect combination. Carrie’s mind is already racing ahead chasing the next peak. “You feel so good Paul. So deep. I’m already getting close again. Just like that… don’t stop” Carrie continues to spur Paul on.

Paul is drenched in sweat. So is Carrie. The incredibly physical fuck is outstanding. Paul is stone hard and he has a fabulous feeling in his massive dick. He is pounding Carrie over and over again. She moans and grunts. She is an incredible lover. A surprise is when she squeezes her strong thighs harder together. It increases the pleasure for both of them. Paul whispers in Carrie’s ear.

“Oh Carrie you really are my super slut. Tonight has been spectacular and it isn’t even over yet. Love to see and feel you come so damn hard. Your tight pussy is so delicious. It is custom made for my huge cock. Prepare yourself for a huge load. “

The room is a symphony of their bodies. The wet rhythmic slap of Paul’s hips against Carrie’s and the ragged sound of her breathing. It is also the low hum of the bullet still pressed against Carrie’s clit. The air is thick with the smell of sweat and sex. The cool sheets beneath her are now damp and tangled. Carrie can feel Paul’s sweat dripping onto her back. It is mingling with hers. Still the sensation of Paul’s massive cock driving into Carrie over and over is the only thing that truly matters.

Paul gets so deep. Each hard thrust is a claim that goes beyond Carrie’s body and touches something primal in her. Carrie squeezes her thighs together tighter again the increased pressure makes her delicious pussy clamp around Paul’s huge dick like a fist. The pleasure for Carrie is sharper. It is more concentrated and she knows it must feel incredible for Paul too. This perfect tight fit. Carrie’s perfect tight fit.

“Oh, you like that Paul! “ Carrie grunts out. Her voice is strained but flirty. Even a smirk twisting her lips even though Paul can’t see it. “My pussy was made for you. I swear it. It knows exactly how to hold you, how to milk that gorgeous cock of yours.” Carrie moans as Paul hits a particularly deep spot. Her fit body is shuddering. “It’s so thick… so perfect. I can feel every ridge, every pulse. It’s like you’re carving your name inside me with it. Don’t stop Paul. I am open for you all night long.”

Carrie is close again. The vibration on her clitoris is a constant maddening tease. Paul’s relentless pounding is building that familiar urgent heat in her core. Carrie’s thoughts are a blur of pleasure and possession. Carrie love being Paul’s slut tonight. She loves to be his slut at every opportunity. Carrie loves how Paul is sweating for her. She loves how Paul is using her. How he is abusing her. Paul fucks her like she is only woman in the world that can truly satisfy him. Carrie moans and tells Paul.

“Don’t stop Paul. I’m gonna come again, and I want you to feel it. I want you to feel my pussy gripping you, trying to keep you forever. “ Carrie pushes back against Paul with every thrust. Her knees are digging into the carpet. Her entire gorgeous body is focused on taking him deeper and harder. “You’re my spectacular fuck, Paul. And this night isn’t over until I’ve come screaming for you many more time. Drench me with your semen now. You still haven’t flooded me this fabulous night. That needs to change.”

Paul starts squeezing and kneading her right huge breast. Pinches her stiff nipple. He moves the mini bullet to a new place on her swollen sensitive sugar plum.

The sudden shift in pressure on Carrie’s clit as Paul moves the mini bullet sends a fresh jolt through her. Carrie cries out her back arching. Paul’s hand on her huge breast is rough and possessive. He is kneading the soft flesh and the feeling is overwhelming. Carrie so close that she can taste it. A metallic buzz on the back of her tongue.

“Yes… right there. Don’t you dare stop.” Carrie’s voice is a **** rasp. Carrie can feel the orgasm gathering a storm about to break. “I’m gonna come so hard for you Paul. I want you to feel it. I want you to come inside me while I’m still shaking.”

Her hips are moving frantically now. Carrie is meeting Paul’s hard thrusts with a wild uncoordinated rhythm. The pleasure is a white-hot wire, pulled taut from her clitoris to her core.” I can’t hold on much longer. Paul… now! Now!” She grunts and tells him.

Paul can feel and hear how close Carrie is. She buckles up. Her body is so tense. Paul gets mad with lust. He starts pounding her pussy even tougher. He gets wild with desire. Over and over again he punishes her tasty tight snatch. His orgasm is rapidly growing. He is stone hard and ready to explode. He fucks Carrie relentlessly violent. He feels the climax vibrating in Carrie. She is close to the edge.

The world dissolves into pure sensation. Paul’s thrusts are a violent punishing rhythm that steals Carrie’s breath away and her thoughts away. Carrie can feel her climax building. It is a roaring tide that’s about to sweep her away. Carrie’s body is rigid every muscle taut, and then it suddenly breaks.

The orgasm hits Carrie like a physical blow. Carrie scream a raw ragged sound torn from her throat “YES PAUL YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE. “ Carrie’s pussy convulses around Paul. It is gripping his huge cock in frantic milking pulses. The vibration on her clit is a relentless buzz that magnifies every shockwave of pleasure. Carrie is shaking and trembling uncontrollably beneath Paul her vision blurring. The orgasm is massive. It lasts a lifetime and is so damn powerful. In wave after wave it rolls on.

“Yes! Fuck! I’m coming!” Carrie gasps her voice is breaking. “Come with me! Fill me up! I want to feel you explode inside me!”

Carrie pushes back against Paul with the last of her strength. She is wanting to take every last inch of Paul as her body shatters. The pleasure is so intense it borders on pain. It is a perfect overwhelming release. Carrie can feel Paul’s tension. The frantic pace of his hips, and she knows Paul is right there with her. She commands him.

“Do it! Let go! I want all of you! Come deep inside me.”

Paul is in heaven. Carrie’s pussy is just outstanding during her orgasm. In several different ways it clamps down on his huge cock. The pressure is enormous and fabulous. He actually get thicker as the pleasure comes. He can feel his big balls harden. His final trusts are violent and spectacular. He hits Carrie’s cervix over and over again. He pounds her so hard. It feels so damn good but unfortunately it can’t last.

Suddenly his huge cock head explodes. He starts shooting out semen. He starts pumping out sperm. He spray paints Carrie’s pussy walls. In wave after wave he comes. “CARRIE” Paul screams very loud and it feels so good to release everything. Over and over again he pumps out seed into the womb. It never stops. He continues to pump out more semen. The waves keeps rolling. He drenches her pussy with his sperm. Over floods it. Finally he collapses on top of Carrie.

Carrie feels Paul swell inside her. Paul gets impossibly thick. Then the first hot rush of Paul’s release floods her core. Carrie cry out again. A sound of pure triumph mixed with pleasure as Paul’s seed paints her pussy walls. The sensation is incredible. The deep throbbing fullness of Paul’s huge cock combined with the scalding heat of his cum. Wave after wave Paul flood her. Carrie can feel it a deep satisfying warmth spreading through her belly.

Paul’s weight collapses onto her. He is pressing Carrie deeper into the mattress. She wrap her arms around Paul’s back holding him close as they both tremble in the aftermath. Carrie’s body is still humming. Her pussy is gently pulsing around Paul’s softening cock savoring the feeling of being utterly filled. After a long break Carrie starts speaking. She is full of emotions and praise.

“That was spectacular. Carrie whispers from under Paul. Her voice is hoarse and breathless. “You ruined me. I feel utterly claimed.” Carrie lets out a shaky laugh. Her fingers are tracing lazy patterns on his sweat slicked skin. “I can’t move. I don’t think I want to move. You claimed me and I love it.”

Carrie shifts slightly under Paul. She is feeling the wetness between them. Carrie smiles a slow satisfied smile. “You screamed my name Paul. I liked that. It’s nice to feel a great great lover finally loose everything and just go crazy over me. “

They are relaxing together after another fabulous fuck. Both are exhausted and need time to recuperate. Carrie is resting her head on his shoulder now and she is extremely satisfied. Carrie has already tonight had seven orgasms. Many of them massively hard and unbelievably satisfying. Her body is humming with satisfaction.

It is a bit surprising that she is a little bit annoyed. Apparent Paul is a little to tender or to eager to satisfy her. She whispers to him but her voice is firm.

¨Stop showing of Paul. I love to be pounded hard by your huge outstanding cock but you are pampering me. My orgasms with you are so strong and powerful that I don't really understand how that is possible. I am a horny slut that needs cock all the time. Your huge cock is the best I know right now but your constant consideration and caring style is not for me.¨

“Don’t try to change me Paul. I am what I am. I am the slut who likes sleeping around. Orgies with a lot of men is such a thrill for me. Love being used bye many different men in all my holes. I love my hubby Carl. He means everything to me. So Paul don’t. Sex with you is fabulous. I have orgasms like never before with you. But please don’t try to change me. “

Paul is listening to Carrie and is not happy. The sex is amazing and she is complaining? He tries to remember everything that has happened tonight. He thinks that every single woman would have loved this night. Well Carrie is a bit different. He already knows that since before. He speaks softly as he tries to explain himself.

“Carrie I think you have misunderstood my intentions tonight. Yes I am trying to impress you. I want you to have many massive orgasms that maybe only I can give you. But I don’t want you as my girlfriend or anything like that. I don’t want to change you. Fuck twenty men each weekend if you like. “

“My goal with you is very simple. I just want to see you more often. Fucking with you is an outstanding thing and I want to do it again. Maybe I need to be your favorite lover besides your husband. No commitment just a simple wish for more fabulous sex. Don’t deny yourself that pleasure just because I care a little bit more than your usual lovers.”

Carrie seems to melt as she hears what Paul is telling her. Paul might be over valuing his own impact on Carrie but it feels like she is conflicted bye two very different emotions. She likes his tender words together with the fabulous sex. But she feels a bit trapped and cornered. She doesn’t want that kind of connection with Paul. Or at least she doesn’t acknowledge that. Paul doesn’t know what she is thinking but he hopes for the best. It would be awful to not see her again.

Suddenly Carrie seems to come to an understanding that she needs to see Paul again and even regularly. She can’t deny herself this **** pleasure. Carrie starts smiling and she even laughs. She has made up her mind.

“Paul don’t get too cocky but yes I definitely would like to see you regularly. How about one night and the morning after every fortnight? Not to much but enough for us to establish a routine and a bond. You need to travel to Manchester every second time. We have to use a hotel. I will fuck other men at my house but with you I want a hotel room. Make it a little bit more special.”

“I will of course tell my hubby Carl all about you and our understanding. I tell and share everything with him as you already know. My guess is that he will be very pleased and happy for me. He has just like you on occasion brought up the fact that I fuck a lot of men but I haven’t found a regular fabulous lover. Not until now I guess. “

After coming to an understanding about the future they kiss again. Paul can tell that Carrie won’t mind another go. Her sexual hunger seems endless. Paul definitely wants more sex. However he needs a longer break. They have a nice more intimate moment right now lets see if he can bring up the issue of Carries resemblance.

¨Carrie have anyone before told you how much you look like a former Playboy Playmate?. The resemblance is uncanny.¨

They kiss again. Carrie seems pleased and amused by the question. Even a little bit proud but definitely pleased. She smiles and answers Paul.

¨Yes Paul two different men has told me about my resemblance to a Playboy Playmate. One really insisted that I was her younger sister or even a younger twin, not sure how that can actually work. He showed me pictures of her and I must admit we look very much alike. We could definitely be sisters. So you noticed? That must mean that you are into the Playmate. She is gorgeous. Is this something we should explore Paul? Maybe you would like to fuck this Playmate? “

Carrie is teasing him perhaps but Paul gets very aroused by that idea. He kisses Carrie passionately even possessively and he answers her.

“ Don’t even joke about it if you don’t mean it Carrie. With you as her I could probably go on for a week. I used to masturbate frequently with her in my youth. Maybe now you understand even more why I adore your gorgeous body and want to be your regular lover. We basically don’t need to change a thing. Just a minimal subtle change.”

They kiss again. The heat is turning up. Paul then kisses her huge boobs. Licks around her big nipple. Carrie is quickly getting aroused. Nothing can slow her down.

“My goodness Paul this idea is really turning you on. Suddenly your cock is coming alive again. That was a short break. Of course we should explore this more. Do you want to try it immediately or would you like to wait and have a scenario in place?”

Paul wants to try it immediately. He is so aroused by the idea. However clarity hits him and he shouldn’t rush this. He is enough aroused by Carrie as it is. Better to wait and build up a roleplaying scenario. What if he could find Carrie red boxing gloves. Her Playboy resemblance has those on in one of Paul’s favorite picture series of the Playmate. Yes that is something he should investigate. Surely he can buy a red pair tomorrow and then explore this tomorrow night? He decided to wait.

“Carrie love the fact that you are interested in this dream scenario for me. Very exciting. But tonight I don’t need anyone else than you and your sexy fit body. I hope you understand how much I love your body. But your soul is even better. So turned on by how much you love fucking with me. How massive your orgasms are. So now I don’t want to fuck anyone else than you Carrie. Let’s fuck in the shower next. We both need to freshen up. Luckily for me though is when I scream your name out loud soon in shower you can’t tell if it’s you I mean.”