Cameron Breaks In His New Slut

I laid my cheek on my folded arms, pushed my ass up into the air, and let it sway, gently, from side to side. He swatted my backside, and I cooed in appreciation. His dick slapped against my pussy.

“Please,” I groaned. “Just put it in.”

“Hmm,” he stuck his face into my ear, “Awful demanding for someone who was just cumming on my cock a minute ago.”

I shivered as his hot breath danced across my skin. “Please, I said please.”

“What is it you want me to do again?”

“Fuck me, please. God, please fuck me, Cam.”

“How?”

I could tell how much he was enjoying this, “Hard, as hard as you can, please.”

He sighed, “I don’t know. What’s in it for me?”

“Cameron!” I wailed. “I’ll do anything. I’ll be your slut forever! Please–”

With that promise, he filled my pussy in one stroke. Both of his strong hands kneaded my asscheeks. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure up my spine. Oh god, life felt so divine.

Cam twisted up a handful of my hair and yanked me back onto his dick, punctuating every one of his pounds with a tug. My body was anchored by those two points, my hair and my pussy, and suspended between them was a blissed-out fucktoy who could only cry out in ecstasy.

“You like that, bitch?” Cameron shouted.

“I FUCKING LOVE IT!” I shouted back.

My orgasm tore through me with such fury that I forgot who I was. I became a puddle of love. A heart that beat in time with Cameron’s thrusts.

A slut.

My legs gave out as I came again. I fell forward, but Cam didn’t skip a beat. He caught me, laid his weight on top of me, and pushed his shaft the deepest it’d ever been.

He pounded me into his mattress. My eyes rolled back, and I drooled on the sheets. I’d never imagined someone could feel this good.

“Damn, this pussy sweet,” Cameron muttered in my ear.

The orgasmic delirium meant I could either speak or move: I chose to move.

I started to throw my ass back against him. Gradually at first, then harder, faster, as I caught onto his rhythm. An endless supply of satisfaction issued forth from that spot where he and I met, like all my prayers were being answered at once.

“Andi–” he said in a strangled voice. “Fuck–”

I met his eyes, caressed his cheek with a trembling hand, “Cum inside me.”

“FUCK!”

I felt his cum shoot into me, and it tipped me over the edge into one last orgasm. Cam clutched me tight as if a storm might sweep both of us away. We laid there for a minute, convulsing, reveling in the aftershocks. His dick went limp inside me

“That was incredible,” he said finally, then rolled over and took me with him, landing at the top of the bed with my head tucked into the crook of his shoulder.

My chest heaved, “Not bad for my first time.”

His face transformed with wonder. “That was your first time ever?”

“I mean, yeah. Like penetrative sex, at least.”

He shook his head, “Andi, you’re a natural.”

I giggled. A pause stretched out between us.

“So…” Cam cleared his throat. “Any plans for the rest of us the day?”

I twirled a finger in his chest hair, “I have to write a paper for this guy. What about you?”

He grinned, “I’m taking this tutor I like out to dinner.”