She wants me to fuck her doggystyle

Kristina gives me a sultry smile. “Baby, do you remember what you said after you made me cum the very first time?”

“What,” I ask, “you mean that I was going to go home and fantasize about fucking you in every room in this apartment, in every position either of us could imagine?”

“And that you’d still leave me begging for more,” Kristina finishes. “That’s made me ridiculously horny every time I’ve thought of it, and frustrated that I couldn’t do anything about it. Now I can, and I look forward to it.”

“Me too,” I respond, and Kristina smiles happily.

“Have you fantasized about me a lot?” she asks.

“Oooooooohhhhhhhh, yeah,” I admit. “How could I not? You’re hotter in jeans and a T-shirt than anyone in Hollywood is in PhotoShop.”

“Ooooooooh, I like that,” Kristina says, pleased and flattered. She interlaces her hands behind her head and thrusts her chest out as she continues to ride my cock like a rail. “You know what? I’ve fantasized about you a lot, too.”

“Really?” I ask, surprised.

“Ohhh, fuck yeah,” Kristina responds. “And you know what my biggest fantasy has been?”

“I have absolutely no idea.”

She swings herself off me and arranges herself on hands and knees on the bed. “You fucking me doggystyle, pounding me hard and fast from behind and seeing just how deep you can drive that big mommy-maker.” She turns herself until her ass is facing me and waggles it saucily. “How about it, big boy? You have to have fantasized about this as much as I have.”

I have, but—I’m uncertain. I want this to be good for her, and this seems like a position where my inexperience could be a problem. Kristina senses something’s wrong, and looks over her shoulder in concern. “Andrew?” she asks gently. Then, suddenly, her expression clears and softens. “I’m your first, aren’t I?” she asks. “You’re a virgin. For all the pussies you’ve eaten, I’m about to be the first one you’ve fucked.” I blush a little and nod. She looks deep into my eyes and says, “Fuck me hard, that’s hot. I get to be your very first.”

I blush hotter at that, and Kristina says, “Don’t worry, lover. We’ll keep this simple. You just hold on to my hips, and we’ll start off slow. We’ll get the rhythm right, you’ll see, and we won’t do anything to test your balance—this time.” She smiles wickedly. “There will be other chances for that. Now, get behind me and give me that big fucking hunk of man-meat. I need your cock in my pussy, baby. You need to give me what I need.”

I get up on my knees between her calves and take my prick in my hand. Kristina’s watching me over her shoulder with a look of wild hunger on her face as I line up my cockhead with her gates of paradise and gently, tentatively, push just inside. We both moan. She’s hot and wet and tight, and good beyond anything I’ve ever imagined. I’m very glad she sucked me off—if she hadn’t, I might blow my load right here. “Ohhhhhh, fuuuuuuck, that feels good,” Kristina moans. “Fuck me sideways, stud, that’s a good start, but don’t fucking stop. Give me all of that big pussyhammer. Drive it all the way in.”

I thrust slowly forward with my hips, feeling Kristina’s tight, wet heat squeezing my mushroom and sheathing more and more of my cock, until at last I come to rest with my balls up against her twat. “Fuck me wild, that’s good, that’s good, that’s so, so fucking good,” she breathes. “You’re a virgin, baby? Fuck me crazy if this isn’t the biggest fucking cock I’ve ever had—I feel like a fucking virgin again, you’re stretching me so tight. You feel so right in my pussy, lover, so good, so fucking lovely good. Finally, finally, finally your big mommy-maker is buried deep in my tight little pussy where it belongs. Ohhhhh, lover, I need you. Grab my hips and give it to me, baby. Grab my hips and hold on tight. You can start off slow—you’ll get the hang of it.”

I slowly pull back, drawing my prick most of the way out of her molten pussy, then thrust forward again, feeling my cockhead plowing the way before it. Kristina rocks forward a little as I pull back, then brings her ass back to meet me as I thrust home. As I get comfortable with the motion, I start going faster, causing her to moan her approval. “You like that pussy, baby?” she asks. “You like feeling your big, thick cock filling my tight, hot, wet little pussy? Can you feel how deep you are in me? Fuck me sideways, lover, your cock is fucking places that have never been fucked before. Give it to me harder, just keep giving it to me harder.”

I keep picking up speed until the bed starts creaking and groaning beneath us, and Kristina keeps urging me to fuck her harder. Finally, the bed is shaking with every thrust and so is her body, and I can hear my balls slap against her twat each time. “Fuck yeah, stud,” she moans, “pound me good with that big pussyhammer. Pound me into the fucking bed. Let me know I’ve been fucked by a real man. Let me know just what that big fucking cock can do.”

After a few more strokes, Kristina says, “Baby, I want you to pull my hair. Grab it right up near my head and pull back hard.”

“What?” I ask blankly.

“Just do it,” she says. “Trust me, you’ll understand.” As I lean forward, my hips go back, and Kristina rocks forward, sliding partway off my prick. I grab her hair, and she says, “Now pull hard and thrust.” I lean back and pull, finding my hips thrusting forward as I do. Pulling her hair draws her spine into a taut arc, and as I thrust I suddenly find the depths of her pussy opening up. I had thought I was deep in her before, but this is truly balls-deep—my balls are resting in her quim; I can feel her juice running down the front of my sack. “Now, stud,” Kristina says, “rock my world. Give it to me hard and fast and deep.”

I start thrusting as hard as I can, and find that pulling Kristina’s hair doesn’t just enable me to go deeper, it also anchors and balances me. I cut loose, pounding her so hard I can feel the jolt in my hips every time I slam my rod home in her cunt. Keeping my hand on her hip is pointless now, so I reach forward and under and start rubbing her button. She yowls, then moans, “Fuck me hard, lover, that’s amazing. Rub my clit. Pound me silly with that big fucking pussyhammer. You’re fucking me so crazy deep—ohhhhh, fuck, that feels good. You’ve got me so fucking horny—I’m so close, so, so, so, so fucking close. Just don’t stop, baby, don’t stop fucking me harder, just fucking pound my tight little pussy with your big, thick cock and make me cum.”

The bed moans and shakes as I jackhammer her pussy, but Kristina’s moaning even louder. I say breathlessly, “Fuck yeah, baby, cum for me. Let me feel you cum hard on my cock. Let me feel your pussy squeeze me hard, let me see you go crazy—you’re so fucking sexy, it’s incredibly hot to watch you cum.”

Kristina throws back her head and moans, “Make me, lover. Make me cum with your hot, thick baby batter. Cum in me, baby. Cum hard in my hungry little pussy. Give me all your virgin cream. Let me feel you cum—ohhhhhhhhh, fuck me sideways, baby, I want to feel your hot load filling my pussy. I want you to fill me so full of your cum, I’ll be able to feel you the whole time I’m gone. I want to sit on the plane coming back and feel your cum sloshing around inside me and know my big fucking stud is waiting for me at home.”

That image drives me utterly crazy. “I’m cumming,” I grind out. “Get ready—” I slam my cock home one last time and absolutely unload in Kristina’s pussy, launching rocket after rocket of cum deep into her hot body. As she feels me blow, painting her cunt walls white, she goes ballistic. Her body seizes my prick in a velvet vise as her climax detonates around me in a blast wave of ecstasy.

We collapse on the bed and cuddle for a while as our racing hearts slow, until Kristina reluctantly gets up. “We need to get moving,” she whispers. “I need to make my flight.” She kisses me slowly and gently, and adds, “I’ll be home soon.”