I bend forward and lick what has already pooled on his stomach before taking him into my mouth and letting the saltiness invade my tongue while inhaling his deeply masculine scent. Now it’s his turn to let out a loud moan along with a few other undecipherable sounds of ecstasy.
Wrapping my hand around his length, I pump him with long, hard, fast strokes. It only serves to spur him on as his thumb and tongue push deeper inside me. His fingers are increasing in speed over my sensitive bundle. It all feels so perfect. I know my body is about to lift into orbit.
I’ve now got two hands and my mouth working him over, twisting those hands with every movement. We’re both making loud noises as we let the pleasure overtake us. The stars may sit light-years above us, but we’re both floating in them right now.
My orgasm is cresting. It’s within reach. I have to lift my head to yell out as the multiple sensations become too much to bear, and I let myself explode all over his face. I open my mouth to scream just as long, salty ropes of his come squirt onto my mouth, chin, and his stomach.
I can’t believe we came at the same time. That’s no small feat in this position. I’m confident it’s never happened to me before. I’m equally confident that no one has ever done to me what he just did to me. There was a lot going on back there.
I can feel him licking through me to clean me, so I do the same for him, licking every ounce of his semen from his stomach until it’s all gone.
He easily manipulates my body until I’m lying half on his body and half on the sofa with my head resting comfortably on his chest.
“You’re a dirty woman,” he happily and proudly announces.
“You’re a dirty man,” I spit back in a playful tone.
I can feel him shrug. “I guess that’s why we work so well together. I could feel the back of your throat on my tip, but Icouldn’t see your face. Were you gagging? Were your eyes watering?” He asks as though he’s hoping for those things.
“Your dick was in my mouth. Why can’t that be enough? You need me choking with tears streaming down my face? Don’t be so selfish,” I joke. In reality, he’s the least selfish lover I’ve ever had.
He releases that belly-shaking laugh of his.
I can’t help but bow my head down and suck his crown back into my mouth, running my tongue through his tip. But this time, I do it in a way that he can see my face.
“W…what are you doing?” he stutters as his cock twitches with sensitivity.
I let him fall out of my mouth with an audible plop onto his stomach. “That coin also landed on heads. That means it’s time for some real tail action.”
And that’s all it takes for him to harden again. What is it with women’s asses that makes men lose their minds?
“Do you need me to get lube or will a healthy dose of saliva do?” he asks.
“Saliva is fine,” I answer. “Just make sure it’s a lot and get me ready. You’re a whole lot of man to take back there.”
“Yes, ma’am. Let’s get you another orgasm first.”
He moves me so I’m seated on top of him, facing away from him. I sit up on my knees while he positions his cock at my entrance before gloriously sinking down onto him. We both let out moans. I can feel every long inch of him. He feels so perfect inside my body.
We’re both still, acclimating to the sensation, when he sits up so that I can feel his broad chest cover my back with his comforting body heat. His fingertips trace the skin of my neck, and his lips run along my ear. “Why do you like to be choked so much?” he asks. “Why only rough sex?”
“I’m not sure. It’s just something I enjoy. I guess I get off on the danger of it.”
“Hmm. Can I tell you why I think you enjoy it?”
“Sure, Dr. Humblecock.”
He tightens his hold on my neck a bit while keeping his lips close to my ear. “I think you’re always in control of every little thing in your life, but sex is the one time you let yourself give up a little of that control. The roughness allows you to do so without opening yourself up to any real emotions or intimacy because you don’t trust anyone.”
I consider his words for a moment. He might be right.
He whispers into my ear, “You can trust me, Kennedy. Not just in bed. Everywhere. I’ll never hurt you.” He places his other hand on my stomach, and chills run up and down my body. “No matter what happens, I’ll always be here for you both.”
Tears well in my eyes as I think I experience every emotion possible. I can feel my heart beating wildly in my chest. I can equally feel his calm and steady heartbeat on my back. He’s truly the yin to my yang, and I think it’s just what I need.He’swhat I need. Whatweneed, the baby and me.
I’ve been wronged so many times, and I know I’ve wronged others, but I did something right to bring this man into my life. To have him as the father of my child.
I relax my body into his, subtly letting him know that I’m giving up some control to him. I’m trusting him. He kisses under my ear and again whispers, “I’ve got you.”
