Multitasking

My breasts are perky and taut as I touch them, elicitng a gasp from my mouth that shudders out around my lips stretched around his cock. My nipples are achingly hard, so if there was any doubt in my mind about how heady my need is, it is dispelled at that moment and when I pinch them a moment later and feel the sharp shock of pain rush through me I don't doubt for an instant just how much I feel, just how much I need.

I don't linger long on my breasts. The need in my belly is far too great to bear that. A throbbing and pulsing ball of heat that erupts out in violent waves, making me shudder as I shift my lips up and down his length, as I beg him with my body for the salt of his seed.

Down my belly which trembles at my touch. Over my thighs that part so ready and eagerly. In over my pussy that is dripping wet heat, liquid fire that has made my sex so sensitive that even a brush against it is enough to make me close my eyes and groan hard and long, a vibration that shudders through me and translates over to him, an echoing noise calling out in reply from the other side.

Cal and response. Two bodies not destined to be together but trapped in this moment in twine. Tangled up in a web and determined to find some solace from the big cold world, to find some means of egress even if it is only a temporary one.

When I push down to take even more of him I press into myself at the same time. I slide a finger into the tight and hot embrace of my cunt, feeling the walls of myself squeezing my single digit and begging for more.

I back off on both ends before I thrust forward with more. More of his cock, until it's pushing at the back of my throat. More of my fingers, a second digit to join the first.

More. Greedily I want more. More sensation and more pleasure. More and more and more and more until my whole body needs it, until I can feel it pushing. A third finger joining the other two and my jaw going so sore as I feel the ache and know that I'll need to change soon or maybe I just need him to fucking cum, pulsing and erupting in my mouth and filling me up with his seed so I can move onto the next partner, the next stranger who will use me up and the next one after that. Again and again in a shuddeirng succession until I am so thoroughly spent that I am a quivering and aching mess, barely able to even breathe let alone suck another cock.

Will it ever be enough? Will this craving in me ever be satisfied? Will I ever have so much that I'll just say to myself that I'm done and swear off pleasure for this life, for the whole of my mind and soul's existence?

God I hope not. This craving gives me life and the pursuit of it is good enough that it just be the mission I'm looking for. Dedicating myself to that moment where I say that enough is enough while knowing all along that nothing ever will be.

I think I could live with that. I think I could live for that.

Or maybe I just think that because I'm cockdrunk right now...

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