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He doesn’t miss the invitation. Chris lowers his head between your legs and buries his face in your pussy, his tongue lashing the length of your slit. He sucks your pussy lips into his mouth, loudly slobbering. He makes his tongue hard and fucks your hole with it. And he seals around your clit with his lips before sucking hard, pulling your sensitive bud into his mouth. And as he does all this, your moaning and sighing becomes more and more ****, and your pussy gets wetter, and you find that you can only think of one thing…

“Fuck me Chris, please fuck me,” you beg him. You’re about to cheat on your boyfriend with his best friend, and you don’t care.

He raises his face from your crotch, all shiny with spit and your juices, and straightens up on his knees between your spread thighs. It is now that you get your first look at his naked cock. Thick, hard, veiny and angry, it’s jutting out from him, a potent spear of manhood pointing at the ceiling. His balls hang beneath, laden with seed, and as attractive as a pair of balls can be.

You tug your panties down as far as you can, and he assists by raising both your legs up high in front of him so he can pull them up and over your feet. Then you let your legs fall wide apart for him.

“Dawn, I’ve wanted to do this since the first time I saw you,” he says, taking his prick in his hand and moving into position above you. You had no idea he felt that way and it’s extremely gratifying.

You feel his knob brush against the base of your buttocks, then slide up until it nestles in your slit, pressing against your hole. You reach around and grab his ass, then pull his thick cock into you in time with his first, hard thrust.

His cock fills your cunt, suddenly and deeply, and you both groan. Chris soon finds a rhythm, pumping his shaft into you, his ass humping between your legs as you grab at his buttocks with both hands, squeezing his firm muscles, feeling them work as he fucks you. Then you claw him, scratching his sexy ass with your nails.

He’s bearing his weight on his elbows so as not to crush you, but still you are trapped beneath him, a prisoner to his primal, masculine desire. He penetrates you forcefully, purposefully — he means to take you completely for himself. And underneath him you quiver as his cock systematically and methodically claims your cunt in his name.

“Chris, oh Chris…” you gasp, overwhelmed as his prick makes all your dreams come true. You were already close to cumming before he started fucking you, so it doesn’t take long before you are wracked by your first orgasm. You clutch him tight to you, your nails digging in to his back and his ass as your quivering pussy contracts around his shaft.

He strokes your face and hair, giving you a chance to recover by slowing his thrusts. Then he kisses you deeply and pulls his cock out of you. “Turn over,” he commands.

You twist around underneath him to lie on your front, his cock nestled in your ass crack. He straightens up and starts flexing his hips, causing his shaft to slide back and forth between your buttocks, lubricated by your juices. His ballsack tickles your thighs. Please, put it back in,” you beg him, **** to feel him inside you again.

Chris Big dick clutches your buttocks in his strong hands and squeezes them, spreading your butt apart and exposing your pussy. You feel him shift, feel his prick sliding down your ass crack, then feel his knob against your lips as he angles himself for re-entry.

With a forceful thrust he buries himself deep in your pussy and you moan into the pillow. His arms are straight, his legs spread with his knees on either side of yours, his pubic bone slapping against your bottom as he bangs you in flat-doggy position.

“Harder… do it harder,” you command. You want him to dedicate every last drop of his energy towards fucking you.

“Dawn, you’re so fucking hot,” he gasps, slamming himself into you faster and more forcefully.

You reach a hand down underneath you and start rubbing your clit, humping your ass back against him. You’ve only just cum, but this is Chris Big dick who’s fucking you like a man possessed and it’s better than you ever dreamed, so soon you’re cumming again, and this time you’re completely turned to mush, panting and crying, tears streaming down your face.

Chris lowers himself onto his elbows so he can kiss the back of your neck. He’s slowed his pace, giving you a chance to recover, and the new angle means that he can’t penetrate you quite as deeply.

You’re mindful of the fact that he is yet to cum. “Keep going,” you pant, **** now to feel his seed inside you. “Fucking give it to me…”

You feel his hands on your hips, raising your ass into the air until you are positioned on knees and elbows with your buttocks up-thrust, framing your fully-exposed pussy beneath.

“Take it, Dawn,” he groans, and without ceremony he rams his cock into you again. Now he’s completely focused on his own pleasure as he ruts into you doggy-style, his hips slapping against your jiggling ass. He smacks you with a flat palm and you let out a muffled squeal into the pillow.

Finally Chris reaches the point of no return. With a low moan and three hard, sharp thrusts he pumps you full. Your pussy greedily takes everything he can give.

“Oh wow,” he breathes, collapsing next to you. He wraps his arms around you and draws you into a spoon position. His strong hands gently stroke your stomach and caress your breasts. You feel his warm breath on the back of your neck and his sticky, wet penis poking between your thighs.

You lie like that for a while, happy in his embrace. Finally you extricate yourself, gather your panties and nightie and make for the door.

“Thanks. I needed that,” you tell him, before leaving him, naked and sweaty, his flaccid cock shiny with his cum and your juices, all alone in the guest room.