round 2

Her large breast heaved as she tried to catch her breath from her second orgasm in such a short amount of time. Fingering the model had given you plenty of time to get back to full mast, hell just looking at her nude form nearly did that.

“Christ…” she muttered, running a hand through her hair. You got the feeling that the lust filled haze that was in the air was starting to clear and that meant she might be thinking straight again.

Determined to stop that from happening you made up your mind and quickly mounted her. Your cock brushed against her inner thigh causing her to realize what was happening. Rubbing the tip of your dick against her folds she let out a soft moan, her legs spreading invitingly. She was not only wet with desire but soaked from her own multiple orgasms. You leaned down to kiss her only to feel her hand pressing against your chest.

“Down boy. No kissing, remember?” she said looking up at you. Considering what had transpired you couldn’t help but look at her amused.

“A little late for that don’t you think?” you questioned with a raised eyebrow.

“I’m breaking one rule, I can’t break two” Marisa said firmly.

Well if you could only have one rule break at a time you’d much rather have the only one-timers rule be broken. So instead of kissing her, you raised your fingers to her open mouth, sliding them in. The blonde promptly clamped down on them, tasting herself on your fingers. The erotic act had your dick twitching before you even entered her. Deciding to act before you blew your load, you thrust forward, your dick piercing her for the second time.

Marisa moaned but with your fingers in your mouth it came out as a humming sound. In contrast to your hasty fucking earlier you started slow, sliding the entirety of your length into her before pulling back and repeating the process. Simultaneously you had begun finger fucking her mouth. The action had come involuntarily but the model seemed more than happy to comply, her tongue swirling around your fingers as if it were a cock.

“Goddamn, Marisa” you moaned as you worked yourself in and out of her, her hips rolling to meet your rhythm. “How often do you do this?”

She pulled your fingers out of her mouth with a slurp, her breast moving in time with your thrusts, “At least once every shoot, but—“ her sentence was cut off as she let out a sharp gasp as your pushed into her harder. “But never more than once—like I said.”

“I must be really good then.”

The older woman let out a laugh that turned into another moan. “You didn’t strike me as the—oh—cocky type. No pun intended.”

“Fucking Marisa Miller will do a lot for a guy’s confidence” you say, paying her a compliment in the process.

Marisa blushed slightly, her mouth forming an o as you increased the tempo of your fucking. By the end of your conversation the slow sex had evolved into hard and fast fucking . Marisa’s pleasurable mews had turned into loud yelling and moaning in pleasure. Having already blown your loud on her tits you already knew where this batch was going to go, or at least where you wanted it to go.

“I’m going to cum inside you” you panted as your cock pistioned in and out of her.

“No, you’re—not allowed” Marisa moaned, her eyes shut tight.

You weren’t exactly inclined to listen to her and focused on bringing her over the edge. Given her current state that wasn’t exactly a stretch. The supermodel’s body was soon trembling beneath you, her back arching off the bed and pressing her large breast against your chest. Her walls contracted around your organ for the second time this morning and third time overall as she went over the edge.

“Ugnh!” you grunted, quickly following suit. Your hips slammed against hers, holding yourself there as you emptied your seed into the blonde bombshell. Your cock twitched a few more times, dumping your full load into her before finally going limp.

“That’s one…hell of a way to start the morning” you panted as your body relaxed, suddenly feeling drained.