. . . like a bitch in heat

I raise up and turn myself back around, leaving Siobhan whimpering softly at the absence of sensation. “Up on your hands and knees,” I tell her. “I want that hot little ass of yours waving in the air.” Her face blazes with hunger and she scrambles quickly into position. I get up on my knees between her calves and touch the tip of my cock to her reddened fuckhole. She pushes eagerly back against me, wanting me in her pussy, but I shift backwards along with her and give her a light slap on the ass. “Hold still,” I tell her. She rocks forward again and gives me a furiously lustful look over her shoulder.

I hook one hand around Siobhan’s thigh and reach forward with the other. She looks confused as I gather up her hair. I arrange it down the length of her back, and her confusion fades; she thinks she understands what I’m doing, even if it seems pointless to her. Then I take a firm grip on her long, fiery waves and pull hard while I slam my hips forward, punching my shaft deep into her sex.

Siobhan’s jaw drops, her eyes widen with shock, and she mewls loudly as I pull her head up and back, drawing her spine into a taut curve. The resistance from her already tight fucktunnel increases as her body erupts in orgasm, but I bore deep into her body without even slowing down. She takes my cock all the way to the root; her mewling cuts off with a sudden shriek when I bottom out in her cunt, stuffing her near to bursting all the way to the fornix. Her climax intensifies, so I hold myself in place as her body roils and pulses around my prick.

When the spasms fade, I drive my hips back until little more than my cockhead remains in Siobhan’s pussy, then thrust home again as hard as I can. She cums again from my second thrust, but this time, I don’t stop; I set up a rhythm and fuck her hard and steadily right through her orgasm. Once this climax passes, she starts moving in sync with me, using my hand leashing her hair as an anchor point to fuck my cock as I fuck her. This lasts until she cums again, hard enough to leave her trembling.

“You’re such a hungry little cockslut, aren’t you?” I growl. “You’re a wanton little sex goddess with a body built for fucking and a pussy to drive any man wild, and your husband has been starving you.” Siobhan moans, high and wild, and another orgasm blasts through her like a lightning bolt. I fuck her ruthlessly through it. “You never knew you could cum so many times, or so hard, did you?” I ask. “You never knew how good a real man’s cock could feel. Oh, fuck,” I moan, feeling my own climax building up in my balls. “You sexy little nymph, your pussy is so fucking tight, you feel so fucking good. I’m gonna cum in your tight fucking pussy—fill you so full, you’ll still feel my cum sloshing around in you next week. Cum for me again, sexy—cum all over my cock—cum with me, hard.”

“Yes!” Siobhan gasps. “Give me! Mine!” Her head starts thrashing from side to side and she screams as her biggest climax yet hammers her like an avalanche. I drive one last hard thrust into her pulsating cunt, so deep that I can feel the tip of my cock stretching her posterior fornix, and unload into her with a roar as my balls erupt like Old Faithful. I don’t know where it’s all going, but Siobhan’s scream goes higher, becoming a wild, triumphant cry of wordless ecstasy. I lean forward and wrap my arms around her, palming her tits and feeling their big peaks hard against my skin; she shudders and shakes as her orgasm keeps thundering on. Finally, she goes limp and her arms give out; when I pull out of her pussy, she collapses to the bed, ****. I flop sideways onto the bed next to her, feeling almost as spent.