pounding, screaming and a sweet relief

Jaz now began with long ans slow fucking movemente. She lifted herself up until only the tip of my cock remained in her. Then she let herself slide slowly down on my member again. Every move was accompanied by loud moans and heavy panting. The panting was real. This position was strenuous for her, as she had to do all the work and I knew she preferred letting herself get fucked, not taking any control. She did it for the show and I didn't mind at all. The moaning was all a performance. Usually she was silent showing her arousal in different ways, like digging her fingers into the sheets, arching her back and pressing against my cock in doggy style. Probably she was that way with Fittie too, but he didn't know she was acting. For all he knew, it was like this every time we fucked - just because my cock was making her feel lust in ways, he never could.

She was sliding up and down my shaft, now increasing the pace. I had until now used my hands to fonlde her nice little titties and stroked the clit on her cleanly shaven pussy. She had even pressed my hand against her pearl to show her appreciation of my touching her. But with the increased pace, I needed to suport her firm ass. Her moaning gre louder. „Ooooohhhhh, Fittie. He's gonna make me cum. I'm gonna cum so hard. Yess! Uhmm. Fuck! Me! oh. Hnggg... Ohmygggnnn....” She was approaching an orgasm and because things were so unusual for her, I couldn't help myself and peeked at her mind. Obviously the hole situation turned her on. I knew she enjoyed humiliating him, but I never knew how much and in what ways she enjoyed it. The Opportunity was too good to let it slide. I didn't even think about it and began to drain Jaz in Order to recuperate my own strength. Just in time she leaned back against me and began to furiously me. In this position I could do more than just support her tiny frame by holding her ass cheeks. I picked up her rhythm and began to pound my cock into her. Unfortunately I couldn't go as deep as before but on the other hand, she presented a good view of her soaking wet cunt voraciously engulfing my engorged cock. I had one hand on her titties and she pressed the other one against her swollen clit. Through my palms an her body I drained her strength which seemed to make her pant even more. My newfound energy I used to enforce her approaching orgasm, which was already mighty. I also expedited it, because after not cumming for several days, I felt my own climax approach and so far I could only influence others.

„Ohmygoooood. Harder! Yeahnggs!” She now used my hand to violently masturbate while my cock pounded into her soft flesh. „Please! Make! Me! Cum! Ahhnnnnggg!” Her head flew back and I had to evade it with a movement of my own head. Her whole body shivered, she let go of my hand and duh her finger into the couch. I could feel her insides burning hot, her pussy convulsing as she squirted. The carpet in front of the couch, the couch itself, my balls, even Fittie's face were covered in girlcum as Jaz squirmed on my lap. Her climax seemed to last for eternity, but in reality only seconds passed by as she calmed down and the cramping if her muscles slowly subsided. Her body was sweaty. She was surprised. She never squirted before, but she was still quick-thinking and laughed at Fittie. „What's up Loser? Never made a woman squirt? I'm not surprised. You rarely lasted beyond the third thrust.” Fittie was still shocked, confused, irritated and cowed. He was still absentmindedly stroking his flaccid cock. But I had other things on my mind right now.

I got up, my cock still inside Jaz' pussy. She leaned against my body as I felt her up, her head against my chest. „My turn now” I lowly growled in her ear. Nestling against me, she responded in a sultry voice, „Fuck me. Fill me up. Cum in me. Please cum in me.” Then I bent her over. She tried to get a hold on the table, but only got one hand close to it. The other hand landed on Fitties shoulder and her first hand quickly followed, so now she was resting her body weight on him. With my feet I spread her legs. My hands around her hips, I started to thrust into her. Fast, vigorous, deep, staccato thrusts. Every thrust he must have felt, conveyed through the tiny body of his sexy ex girlfriend, whose hands rested on his shoulders. My hip pounded against her ass, as she was screaming in pleasure. „Yes! Yes! Fuck! Fuck! Me! Good! Oh! Hard-er! Ahng!” Her face must have been contorted in rapture and sexual bliss.

I had one last Idea: I tried to hold myself back while I increased her own arousal, trying to **** another orgasm out of her slim body. To time it all correctly, I had to give her an idea and since my abilities were still limited, I did that vocally: „Uhmm Jaz! You tight little pussy is gonna make me cum.” „Yees. Please Cum. Cum for me.” „Hmmm. Yeah? You want it?” „Yeahhsssssss, pleaee! Please!” „Where do you want me to cum? Tell me?” „In my pussy. Please cum in my pussy. Fill me up!”

That wasn't really what I was usually doing, but her cum begging pushed me over the edge. „I'm! cum-ming!” The last two thrusts I was desperately trying to prolong my pleasure but to no avail. With a last powerful thrust I burried my rock hard cock deep in Jaz' pussy. I could feel my glans hitting the sensitive spot on her cervix as she screamed again. „Yes! Fill! Me! Up!” That was it. I felt my organs working to pump that sweet girl full of all my juice I had held up for her. Spurt after Spurt I pumped into her as I rested my throbbing cock as deep in her body as I possibly could. I could sense Jaz' sensations through my connection with her. She felt my throbbing cock in a vividness, surprising even to her and with that feeling I made her cum a second time. „Ahhnngggyeeeahssss. Cum. So! Much! Cumming! I'm! Cumming! Ha! Again! Hmmm!” She shivered as she experienced the intense orgasm my spurting gave her. Panting heavily it took her a moment, to catch her breath. I slided my now slowly deflating cock into her two more times, just for the pleasure of her tight canal and to feel her still convulsing muscles. Then I pulled out and sat back to the couch.

Jaz sat next to me, her legs on the edge of the couch, but she soon changed her position to lay down. Her head on my upper leg. She looked into my eyes and said, „thank you. That was amazing!” Then she turned around and took my cock in her hand. It was smeared with our combined juices and I had already stained the fabric of the couch. Fittie watched with open mouth, as Jaz began to thoroughly clean my cock with her mouth. She knew I was extra sensitive now and was extremely careful. When she was pleased with her work, she turned around again. Her string had fallen down at some point and when I had spread her legs from behind, she had just stepped out of it. Her bare ass was on the couch and a good amount of cum had already flowed out of her well-fucked pussy, staining the couch. She smiled at Fittie and with two fingers she scooped up some cum from her inner thighs and licked it off. „Hmmmm. His cum tastes sooo delicious.” She chuckled. „I know how you wished for me to swallow your load just once... I'm glad I never did.” She now deliberately pushed out rivers of my white cum, mixed with her juices, scooping some up with her fingers and only to licking it off seconds later. The vast majority of it stained Fitties couch. Of course she did that on purpose. „Now no one will ever swallow your filthy load. No woman ever will. Wanna know why? Because you can't even get a boner.” He was confused. He must been able to remember my words in his head, but he was still in denial. „That's not true.... I... I could... fuck you!”

Jaz turned towards him, her legs spread, her juicy hole wide open, our juices flowing from her body. „Oh yeah? Come here. Fuck me. Show it to me. You can get sloppy seconds. Don't you wanna fuck this tight body.” She fingered herself with tjree fingers, licking them clean after she pulled them out. „I bet I wouldn't even be able to feel your tiny dicklet. Come on! Give it a try. Fuck me.” He was now stroking his limp dick furiously but it stayed as limp as it was. I laughed, although I didn't know if I was pleased with my work or the punishment or if I just enjoyed to see him tortured. I rolled another joint and watched the scene. I lit it, passed it on to Jaz, we enjoyed the smoke. We let Fittie nakedly serve us drinks and some chocolate. We really took our time, watching porn, commenting the scenes... It was late at night, when Jaz and I got finally dressed and left Fittie. We drove to my place, even though I had to stop the car several times. We had some good laughs about the poor sucker desperately stroking his limp dick. We imagined how he stayed home at night, watching porn, trying to get off. It was really cruel if you think about it, but funny too. I mean come on! The bastard had it coming! Only a few hours before he put a knife on his ex girlfriends throat just to **** her mouth.