She impales herself on Connor's big cock

RIA

Then I swung my leg around and positioned my cunt directly above his slick erection.

Connor's eyes practically bugged out of his head as he watched the tip of his cock glide teasingly back and forth across my entrance.

"Oh my God, Ria, are we really doing this?"

I reached down to pump his shaft a few times, luxuriating in the moment; in the realization of what was about to happen.

It was almost too much to bear. All the years of fantasies, all the flirting and role-playing, all the 'almosts' and 'what ifs' and 'could have beens' that had defined my relationship with Connor. We'd come so close to this moment, but never had the guts to take the plunge. To go all the way. To finally, once and for all, do what we'd always dreamed of doing.

To fuck.

"I need you, Connor," I whispered.

"Oh my god," he repeated. "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god..."

My legs went limp and Connor's big, meaty clock slipped inside my body.

"Ahhh!!" Connor roared, feeling my tight pussy clench around his shaft.

I dropped my hands to his pectorals, supporting myself as I carefully took more and more of him inside of me. It felt like every ounce of my blood was boiling beneath the skin.

It was real! It had really happened, and there was no going back.

Finally, my hips settled down onto my lover's body. I had taken every inch of him. My head slumped forward, limp.

"Oh, Connor," I sighed happily.

He sat up, bringing my face to his for a long, passionate kiss.

"I've wanted this for so long," he whispered.

My cheek fell against his chest, light-headed and out of breath. Connor caressed my bare back as we sat there for a few minutes, just kissing with him inside me.

"Are you alright?" he asked at last.

I nodded, then weakly answered, "Better than alright. I'm perfect."

Connor kissed me again and then, gently, he lifted my hips up, slid halfway out-then pulled me back down again and again. By the third stroke, my juices were gushing all over his lap.

"Mmm, fuck me," I groaned.

Connor bounced me up and down, catching my swinging breasts between his lips. His strong fingers clamped around my ass and squeezed so hard it was almost painful.

I gave him a naughty smile:

"I'm sorry I couldn't let you-Ahh!-do this to me earlier today-Oh!-when we were in the bathtub together-Mmm!-I know how bad you wanted to."

"You have no idea how badly I wanted to," he growled. "You can't imagine how sexy you looked-on all fours, wet and soapy, waving your ass right in my face."

My pulse quickened. I pulled myself off of Connor's lap-feeling suddenly, horribly empty without him inside me-and crawled away from him across the bed.

"Did it look anything like... this?" I asked, sticking my butt up in the air and waving it in his face.

Eyes blazing, Connor got up onto his knees and maneuvered behind me. He rubbed my ass cheeks with his cock, then eagerly pushed himself back inside my slit, filling me up once more.

"I'm sorry I made you wait so long," I purred. "Shane and I promised we'd-Mmm!-hold out until midnight."

Connor groaned. "So then, he and Tracy-"

"He and Tracy are just a few minutes behind us, lover. Before you know it, my husband will be fucking your girlfriend in the other bedroom-Oh!"

Connor aggressively drove his cock into me.

My own stuttering moans filled the room as Connor fucked me doggie style-his hips clapping loudly against my buttocks-faster and faster.

"Fuck yeah," he grunted.

Connor was so powerful, so athletic, so utterly dominating in how he handled me. It rocked my world-

The front door opened downstairs.

Connor froze at the sound, and he and I both realized that, in our mad scramble to get our clothes off, we'd left the bedroom door wide open. I heard the murmur of Shane and Tracy's voices, coming up the stairs...

"Do you want them to see us?" Connor asked.