“You’re on top, baby, makes you in charge.”
“So I am,” I said, and bent to kiss him.
Vortex didn’t play shy. He instantly kissed me back, and I revelled in the feel. His lips were firm and just right, not too thin, not too thick. Large hands slid down my body and cupped my ass and moved around to grasp my thighs. He was very close to my core, and heat exploded there.
“Touch me,” I ordered, rising above him.
A devilish smile crossed his lips. “Not yet,” Vortex refused.
“Thought I was in charge,” I whispered and ground my hips on his groin. Vortex’s cock was already rigid, but at my movement, he grew harder.
“Think I wanna be,” Vortex muttered and deftly swapped our positions. His hands hooked into my jeans and began undoing my buttons. Within moments, Vortex had them undone and was dragging them down my legs. Thank God I’d shaved yesterday.
I shoved upwards and tore off my sweater and lay back down as Vortex paused to drink my body in. My hips were curvy, my belly soft, and my breasts were more than a handful. Vortex swallowed hard and reached down and dragged my panties down.
“Aw, fuck, you’re bare,” he whispered, and I nodded. I’d heard men preferred that, and it was cleaner all round, anyway.
He grabbed my legs and shoved them wide apart, leaving me open. A momentary sense of vulnerability flashed over me, but it faded as Vortex licked his lips. His head lowered, and I mewed. I needed his mouth, and my hips lifted. Vortex slid a finger between my folds, seeing how wet I was.
Slowly, he popped it into his mouth and sucked. Shivers ran through me as his eyes narrowed.
“Vortex,” I moaned, and that slow, sexy smile crossed his lips.
He settled, keeping my legs wide apart. Then Vortex bent his head, and his mouth began to feast. Nobody had ever gone down on me, and this was a completely new experience. His tongue lapped at me, causing me to try to close my legs, but Vortex held them open. He was in command, and I grew even wetter.
My hips arched, rising to meet the demands of his tongue as it slipped between my folds and found my nub. A harsh cry escaped as Vortex flicked his tongue over it before sucking hard. My hands fisted in his hair as he kept sucking and licking, flicking me with the tip of his tongue.
Vortex shoved my legs wider, opening me up and allowing him access to everything. A finger slid inside, and again my legs spasmed. He rumbled between my thighs, and I felt that deep in my core, which became even wetter.
A second finger joined the first as Vortex’s actions grew more urgent. He was trying to make me come, and I wasn’t far from it.
I tugged on his hair, urging him to give me release with the soft sounds escaping me. Vortex sank his teeth in, and I spiralled out of control. I held him tight as I rode his face. Waves of sheer pleasure rolled over me and made me scream. Vortex didn’t stop but kept it up, causing an overload of sensations, and I saw stars as I exploded again.
My body became limp as I rode out the two orgasms and wondered how I’d ever lived without experiencing that. Vortex sat up with hooded eyes.
“Stay,” he ordered and disappeared. He came back holding the huge box of condoms. “Say no if you’ve changed your mind.”
“Shut up and fuck me,” I demanded, and his eyes gleamed.
Vortex stripped naked, and I gazed at his huge cock.
“That won’t fit,” I gasped. It had to be at least ten inches long, and it was so thick. He’d rip me apart.
“Yeah, it will. Trust me,” Vortex promised. He tore open a wrapper and rolled a condom on, and they lay back down on his side next to me. A hand reached out and traced circles on my stomach. Slowly, they moved down, teasing my pussy before moving upwards and grasping my left breast. Vortex’s mouth, hot and wet, closed over my nipple, and his tongue found a new target to tease. My leg slipped over his thigh, and I pushed against him as his cock pushed into my stomach.
I thought I’d been drained, but I was wrong. Arousal was already reawakening in my pussy, and I needed that cock, hard and deep inside me. Vortex broke off and rolled me onto my side so he could feast on my other breast. His hand trailed down my spine to my lower back, where he pressed hard and pushed me even closer to his cock. I shifted, and it nestled between my folds, and Vortex groaned.
Evidence of my wet heat covered it as I shifted against him. Vortex moaned and tore his mouth away as he twisted onto his back. Straddling him once again, I kept rubbing against his length. Vortex moved with me, allowing me to control my own desire. When I was nearly crazed with need, he lifted my hips and positioned me.
“Slowly,” Vortex murmured as I whimpered and began pushing down. Vortex held me steady as I adjusted to take him inside. “Keep going, baby.”
It was torturous. I wanted to ride him like there was no tomorrow, but Vortex refused until he was sure I was stretched.Then his eyes closed, and his hips jack-knifed, and he was fully seated.
“Oh… God!” I cried as powerful hands grasped my hips and Vortex began fucking me. There was no slow now; he was frantic and urgent, and forced me to take his size. Friction built as I was opened wide, and I threw my head back as I gasped for air. Vortex kept hammering, setting a punishing pace which only upped my desire.
“Coming,” Vortex gritted out through clenched teeth. The cords in his neck stood out as he relaxed any control he had and just pounded into me. I could only go along for the ride, and we exploded together.
I saw stars, and everything became blurred as I experienced my third orgasm. My hands shot forward onto his chest to prop myself up as his groin ground into mine, milking our releases. Then Vortex’s hips went slack, and I fell onto his chest.
