Emilia
It was stupid, I’ll admit it.
In the cold light of day, it was objectively a bad decision.
But after the orgasm Giorgio gave me…
Pure pleasure rolling through me…
His huge girth filling me up…
His hard cock sliding blissfully inside me…
I wasn’t thinking straight.
All I knew was I didn’t want to give up the heavenly sensation of his cock and replace it with latex.
I wanted to feel him… every inch of him… bare skin against bare skin.
I knew when he looked down at me, he was wondering whether he could trust me about being on birth control…
But I think he knew that I’d trusted him by letting him not wear a condom.
And he put his trust in me, too.
Thank God, because the next ten minutes were the best ten minutes of my life.
He kissed me passionately, his tongue sliding hot and wet over mine.
And he began to move his hips.
Oh mygoddid he begin to move his hips.
I’d had the best orgasm of my life from just him simply rocking inside me…
Now, he went all out.
After that first orgasm, my pussy was more relaxed, and I was able to take him more easily.
Thank goodness for that.
He pulled out almost all the way…
Then slipped back inside.
He began to move quicker… deeper… faster… harder.
He swirled his hips.
He angled himself so his cock pressed in new places.
In fact, the angle was so extreme sometimes that I could feel the base of his shaft sliding over my clit.
Before I knew it, I could feel pleasure building in me like pressure – a glorious tension I needed to release.
I felt the ridge of his mushroom head stroking inside me, the firm edge massaging my G-spot.
I clutched at his back, clawing at his skin, as he thrust deeper, faster, harder.
