Strike while the pussy is hot

I decide to keep on going—I already know what she wants. I shift forward onto hands and knees, grab Rachel’s legs, and put them to her chest. She barely seems to notice, until I line myself up and push the tip of my cock into her hot, wet, mind-blowingly tight hole. Her eyes open and roll back—she lets out a small shriek as another, smaller orgasm flashes through her. I hold myself in place until her body settles back down, then spend a few moments gazing at her face. She’s lying with eyes closed and a look of lustful bliss on her face, communing with her pussy and savoring a whole new world of sensations.

Before I begin working my way into Rachel’s snug depths, I reach under her legs to grab her tits. I pinch her nipples lightly and twirl them between thumb and forefinger while I massage her supple flesh with the rest of each hand. Her eyes fly open and she moans softly. I press my lips to hers, and she responds hungrily; her lips part, and her tongue comes out to play with mine. As we make out, I play with her breasts and move my hips in short, slow strokes, gradually working my cock deeper into her vise-tight pussy. She moans and gasps into my mouth with each thrust, and no wonder: if she weren’t so wet, she’d never be able to take me at all. I can feel her tight walls stretching around my cockhead with every thrust; when I pull back, her tunnel holds me tight, refusing to let go.

“So full . . .” Rachel moans, her voice sounding rusty. “You’re so big . . . I can feel you stretching me—you’re stretching me from a girl into a woman. I’m going to be soooooo sore tomorrow, but don’t stop . . . Keep going, Andrew—fill that tight little pussy all the way up with your big, thick cock. Fill it like it was made to be filled. So sore, but soooo fucking good . . .” I keep moving slowly and carefully, with small strokes, letting her body adjust to my invasion; she moans and grunts, and from the tones of her voice, it sounds like she’s enjoying this more and more the deeper I go.

Finally, I bottom out in Rachel’s womb; I can feel her fornix shaping itself around my glans. I’m not all the way in, but close enough. I knead her tits and suck on her ear, then murmur, “How does that feel?”

“So full . . .” she moans again. “I’ve never felt like this . . . I never imagined—I never knew anything could feel this good. When you eat my pussy, that’s incredible, but this is even better . . . Your big, thick cock feels amazing in my tight little pussy. Even your hands on my tits feel so much better with your cock inside me . . . Fuck, Andrew, pinch my nipples, just like that—it’s like they’re wired right to my pussy. Ohhhh, fuuuuuck, that’s good . . .”

I give Rachel a while to get comfortable with my intrusion, but sooner than I would have thought, she’s begging me to move. I pull out with a long, smooth stroke; her involuntary moan at the emptiness of her pussy cuts off with a gasp when I reverse direction and drive my shaft home. I fuck her with long, slow, steady strokes. I can feel my cockhead working her like a snowplow, forcing her walls apart as I drive the whole length of her hot, wet tunnel with my steel rod, opening the road to pleasure. As I fuck her, I fondle and squeeze her huge boobs, massaging their flesh and twirling their eager pink tips. “Mmmmmmmm, Andrew, your cock feels wonderful,” she breathes. “Your hands feel so good, playing with my tits while you fuck me . . . You’re driving me so fucking wild—stretching me out, making a woman of me—make me feel complete—give it to me harder, baby . . . Fuck me like a woman with that beautiful thick cock. Fuck me out of my mind with that big hunk of man-meat. Fuck me hard and make me cum.” She pulls my head to hers and kisses me deeply, her tongue fencing with mine, then escaping to stroke my lips.

I pick up speed in Rachel’s cunt, pumping her faster and harder until the bed starts to creak. “Oooooh, Andrew, you fuck me so perfectly full,” she moans. “Your big, thick cock feels so utterly fucking good in my tight little pussy—I’m so full of your cock, so full of you—baby, you fill me up, you fuck me so full, you fuck me so full of you, you’re driving me wild. You’re making me so fucking horny, driving me so fucking wild, I’m so close to cumming, so close, so close. Make me cum, baby, please make me cum all over your big fucking cock, don’t stop, just fuck me hard until I cum. Make me cum so fucking hard, all I can see is you.”

I lift my head to enjoy the wanton lust in Rachel’s face, then kiss her hard on the lips. She sucks my tongue and bucks her hips up to meet my thrusts. I pull a hand off her tits and reach down between our bodies to find her clit—and the moment I touch it, she screams at the top of her lungs as her climax hits like a lighting strike. Her body goes wild, thrashing and flailing around. Her cunt goes into a rolling spasm around my prick, rapidly clenching and unclenching; the feeling of that as I keep fucking her through her orgasm is indescribable. I try to hold on for her, but her pussy is just too good, and before long, my own climax uncoils like a striking rattlesnake. I arch my back and bury my cock in her hotbox with a roar as I fire blast after blast of cum deep into her molten pussy.

When our ecstasy fades, I roll off of Rachel so she can put her legs down, then pull her into my side. We cuddle that way for a while as my prick shrinks out of her pussy; then she wriggles free, slides down my body, and starts giving me a blowjob. She fondles my balls as she licks my shaft and sucks on the head, working eagerly until she has me long and proud again. Then she looks at me with eyes bright with desire and asks, “Again?”