It's So Good

Collapsing into itself and into me. Falling down back to a spot that is so much like the head of a pin deep within me, so deep that even when I push forward on his cock and on my fingers I can't quite reach it.

But it's only there for a moment before it rushes out again. Before I am pulled back by him gasping and I start to scream out pleasure before he drags me back down onto his cock again and he pulses hard, roughly using me as I am buffeted again and again and again.

My body tight one moment, so tight that it feels like I'm going to snap in half. Then shockingly loose the next as if I've just had the worlds best massage and as if my muscles won't even respond if I want them to.

Pulled back and forth by it. **** back and forth by it. Taken back and forth by it again and again and again until I am shivering and shuddering and barely able to understand anything but the fact that I need for this part of me to end because I am so thoroughly ready to feel something else other than pleasure.

Too much of a good thing, I guess.

The problem is that he's not done with me and there is something in the frantic way he uses my body now that makes me realize that with a vengeance. He's pulsing against me, pumping himself into me with a fervor and when I come up for air I catch a glimpse of the glassy eyed way that he is so close to the edge.

And I remember my goal here. I remember the taste of his precum and the way it made my tongue numb. The craving deep in my belly that rumbles for more and I want it. I want to taste it.

"I want it in me."

He pulls me down and his cock throbs full and hard within me. I feel it rush up the length of his shaft and his head expands but it doesn't explode.

God this man has the stamina of a fucking god. Able to hold on and build up and spread spurt after spurt of that deliciously potent and disgustingly pungent precum into my mouth and down my throat and I will suck it all up willingly but I want more than just that.

I want him to coat me in it. I want him to **** me with it.

The thought of that punishment making a pleasure rise up in me again and my fingers, still buried deep within me, twitch back to life and start to pump once more.

And am I really going to do this? Am I going to cum twice in rapid succession just from getting off on getting him off? Am I really so fucked in the head that I love getting used like this? By a man like him?

The truth doesn't lie. The body wants what the body wants.

So I let him take me and I let myself build. I pump into myself nearly as fast as his cock pumps into me and the cab is filled with the sounds of his grunts and the wet slapping of my lips against the base of his cock and both of his hands are on my head now holding me down and I pin both my hands between my thighs and use them to find my own lusty pleasure.

My fingers in me. In my pussy and in my asshole. My other hand thrumming over my clit again and again so fast and so hard that it starts to ache but I don't stop.

I need this.

I want this.

I can't get enough of this.

And I'm close again.

And so is he.

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