I positioned myself over him and slowly sank down, taking him inch by inch. From this angle, I had more control, and I could feel every ridge, every vein of his dick as I lowered myself onto him.
"Fuck," I breathed, my hands gripping his shoulders.
Once he was all the way in, I started to move, rolling my hips in slow circles. He groaned, his hands gripping my ass, guiding my movements.
"That's it," he murmured. "Ride that dick, baby. Show me what you can do." He spat, flicking his thumb back and forth over my clit.
I picked up the pace, bouncing on his dick, my tits bouncing in his face. His body was so big that he was enough to hold on to. Leaning forward, he took one of my nipples in his mouth, sucking hard.
"Oh god," I moaned, my head falling back.
I rode him harder, faster, chasing my orgasm. I could feel it building again, that pressure coiling tighter and tighter.
"You gon' cum for me?" he asked, his voice muffled against my breast.
"Yes," I gasped. "Fuck, yes, I'm so close."
"Then cum," he said, his hand sliding between us, his thumb finding my clit. "Cum all over this dick."
That was all it took. I came hard, my pussy clenching around his dick, my whole body shaking with the force of my orgasm.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck!" I screamed, my nails digging into his shoulders.
He didn't stop. He kept fucking me through my orgasm, prolonging it, making it last longer than I thought possible.
When I finally came down, I was trembling, barely able to hold myself up.
"You good?" he asked, his hands steadying me.
"Yeah," I breathed, even though I felt like I'd just run a marathon.
"Good," he said, lifting me off him. "'Cuz I ain't done with you yet."
He stood up, pulling me with him, and turned me around, bending me over the back of the couch.
"Spread your legs," he commanded.
I did, and he entered me again, this time from behind. The angle was different, deeper, and I could feel him hitting my G-spot with every thrust.
"Oh my god," I moaned, my hands gripping the back of the couch.
He fucked me hard, his hands gripping my hips, pulling me back onto his dick with each thrust. The sound of our bodies slapping together was obscene, mixing with my moans and his grunts.
"This pussy so good," he groaned. "So fucking good. I been waitin' on this shit. I been beggin' for this shit!"
"Harder," I begged. "Fuck me harder."
He obliged, his pace becoming almost brutal. I could feel another orgasm building, faster this time.
"Dose, I'm gonna cum again," I whimpered.
"Cum for me," he said, his hand reaching around to rub my clit. "Let me feel that pussy squeeze my dick."
I came again, even harder this time, my legs giving out beneath me. He held me up, fucking me through it, his own breathing getting ragged.
"Fuck, Sia," he groaned. "I'm about to nut."
"Cum for me," I breathed. "I want to feel you cum."
