I pull Kelly upright

I pause for a moment with my prick sheathed to the hilt in Kelly’s tight pussy and let go of her hair. Before she can react, I lean forward, grab a tit with each hand, and pull her up. I hold her tight against me and bend my head to suckle her neck as I resume pistoning her cunt. “Ohhhhh, fuuuuuuuck . . .” she breathes, then mewls when I squeeze both her big peaks—hard. I knead her ample titflesh, rolling and massaging it in my hands, and twist her nipples with my fingers. “Ohhhhh, my tits,” Kelly moans. “Your hands—so good—harder—play rough—fuck me harder—deeper . . . You do me so—fucking—good . . .”

I’ve fantasized about Kelly’s tits more than once over the years, so I let myself go wild while I fuck her. I squeeze and caress them, pressing my fingers into her supple curves. I bounce them, enjoying their weight, and rub them together. I play with her nipples, teasing, pulling, flicking, and twisting them. Whatever I do, she tells me she wants more. At the same time, I explore her neck, shoulders, and ears with lips, tongue, and teeth, kissing, licking, sucking and nibbling her tender skin. Her hands are behind her, stroking my head as her fingers twine restlessly in my hair. “Fuck me so good,” she moans. “Squeeze my big titties—fuck my little pussy—fill me—so full—big beautiful dick—so good in my tight little pussy—pinch my nipples—squeeze my big fucking titties—feels so good—so good so good so fucking good . . .”

When Kelly got on the bed, she aligned herself facing the foot, and thus the mirror on the wall. She hasn’t really been looking at it much, but I think it’s time to change that. “Open your eyes, baby,” I whisper in her ear. “Look at us.” In the mirror, I see her eyes open and come into focus. “You’re so sexy,” I tell her. “Your tits are fucking addictive . . . I love how they fill my hands, and I love hearing you moan when I squeeze them and play with their hard little tips . . . Do you like watching me play with your big tits? Do you like watching my cock slide in and out of your hot little cunt?”

“Fuuuuuck, yes,” Kelly breathes. “You like—how—tight—it squeezes—your cock? You like that tiny—little—pussy? Ohhhh, fuuuck, it likes—your—big—thick—hunk—of man-meat . . . —Just like that, tiger—just—like—that—ohhhh, my titties—squeeze them—pinch my nipples—just like that . . . Your hands feel—so good so good fucking good . . . You like my big tits, stud? You like—mauling my titties—while you fuck—my—hungry—little—pussy? Tell me—tell me—”

I nip her ear, making Kelly gasp, then whisper, “I love it, sexy girl.” She moans softly and pulls a hand from my hair to play with her clit. “You’re such a hot fuck.” She moans louder and speeds up on her joystick. “You’re a hungry little slut, aren’t you? You need this big cock stretching your tight, wet cunt and these hands”—I pinch and twist both her nipples; she mewls and arches her neck—“working over your boobs.”

“Yes—yes—yesssssssss!” Kelly hisses ecstatically. “Make me your slut—your little cockslut—so good—so fucking close—take me—don’t stop, take me—make me—aaaaaaahhhhhhh!” With a feral shriek, her seventh climax of the day tears through her like a runaway train. I tighten my grip on her massive peaks to hold her in place as her body writhes like a flame in the wind. Her cunt goes into paroxysms around my prick, constricting it almost unbearably and triggering my own volcanic orgasm. I throw back my head and roar, thrusting as deep into her roiling body as I can while gout after gout of cum erupts into her molten core.

When the waves of energy recede, we topple over together onto the bed. We lie there for a while, my hands now gently cupping her reddened breasts. Finally, Kelly murmurs, “I’d planned to fuck you more than once . . . that was too intense. Pussy sore . . . not up to more right now . . .”