Let Allison leave

Allison leaves you to your lustful self.

You sit on the bed contemplating what to do next, but being so turned on prevented you from thinking straight. The need for a cock overpowers you, so you unbutton your jeans. The boxers were completely wet. Your eyes couldn't believe the state of arousal you were in. A bare touch was enough to send you straight into orgasm.

As if it had a mind of its own, your right hand moved in closer to your throbbing pussy. Two or three strokes was all it took for you to start climaxing like you never did as a man. You squeal in pure ecstasy, but it wasn't enough. You still craved... It didn't occur to you to stop, continuing through the orgasm. Even when it started to hurt, you didn't falter, you just kept going. It just felt so good, maybe even better when it started hurting. Your back arched by itself, your rock solid nipples pierced through the shirt. They start to hurt as well, yet you no longer care.

The sound of your moaning could be heard throughout the house, so you put your other hand on your mouth miserably trying to save yourself some dignity by not being heard by the whole neighborhood, but you were no longer in control.

Picking up the pace, you start to scream, no longer caring about the sound, instead, you use the other hand to pinch your tender nipple as hard as you could, enjoying the arousing pain it caused.

You try to hold off the orgasmic explosion. But it was too late, you let out your last scream, as you start squirting your hot fluids all over the bed.

It didn't take a while for you to pass out on the bed.

Still lusting after a big cock in your new tight virgin pussy, you start dreaming about being fucked by a big black man or maybe two...