I was already so turned on by the time he came to bed. I’d had a plug in for hours at that point. I’d worn it to the gym where I was constantly aware of it as I worked out. After, in the shower at home, I’d switched it out for a bigger one. I gasped and moaned softly adjusting to the size, and then stood under the warm spray teasing myself with a vibrator. Putting one foot up on the faucet I slowly pushed the large vibrator into myself, groaning at the extra fullness created by the massive plug. Moaning and shaking I finally managed to turn it off. I didn’t want to cum just yet.
So by the time he came to bed I couldn’t keep my hands off of him. I honestly don’t even remember what happened first, but soon I was straddling his face, facing away from him as I stroked his cock. I’m sure his isn’t the biggest one out there, but it’s certainly the biggest one I’ve ever fucked. It’s long and girthy and satisfying to hold. And I know what he likes.
I stroked him slowly, stopping sometimes to play with the head or lightly caress his balls. He moaned into me, licking harder when I did something he particularly enjoyed. My large clit was painfully engorged, and he pulled it from it’s hood, sucking and stroking softly before dipping his tongue to sweep across my swollen lips and back up again. He flicked his tongue across the little head, making my hips buck against his face. I mirrored the motion, lowering my head to swirl my tongue across his much larger head. Now his hips bucked into me. I continued to swirl and lightly suck, just at the tip, sometimes sucking his foreskin up and over and then pulling it down to expose the head again. Eventually he began to thrust softly. I obliged by taking more of him into my mouth, stroking what wouldn’t fit. He groaned. Burying two fingers in me he began to suck me even harder. I was no longer thinking. All I could feel was the pull of his mouth, and the feel of him in mine. I could feel his dick getting sloppier and wetter as I drooled over it, wildly bobbing, sucking, and licking, my hands moving quickly over his shaft below. I could feel how close he was to cumming so I sped up just a little more – and he went right over the edge, gasping against me, driving himself deeper into my mouth as he came. My own hips pushed hard into his face as I finally allowed myself to cum with him. I fell to the side and we lay together panting.
Eventually we moved, finding a towel to clean up with before settling down comfortably under the covers. I’m usually the big spoon but this time he held me. We drifted a little until a feeling of need pulled me back. I wanted more. Reaching behind myself I softly caressed his dick. Semi-hard. He let out a soft moan. I stroked more forcefully. It only took a minute before he was fully hard again. Settling back against him I reached down, guiding him into me. We both moaned as he sank slowly into my cunt. I was still dripping wet from the first round. He began to fuck me gently, still holding me, and I softly stroked my clit. I could feel his thick cock throbbing as he moved slowly through my slickness. Fuck. Fuck fuck fuck. It felt too good. He began to pound harder, and harder until finally he had to pull out to keep from cumming. We like things to last.
As soon as he pulled out I swung up and around, settling myself on top of his hips. I positioned myself with his dick as close to my own crotch as possible, and began to stroke. If I let my brain go fuzzy I can almost feel it like it’s my own. He knows this and loves to watch. “Our penis,” he calls it sometimes.
I groaned loudly as I stroked, watching my hands move, rubbing my clit against the base of his cock, tricking my brain into believing I’m stroking myself. I felt the smooth skin glide under my fingers. I squeezed gently, feeling him jump in my hand. He reached down to touch me, and I shifted slightly to give him room, managing to maintain the visual of his dick as my own. Warmth spilled from his fingers through my whole body as he touched me. I whimpered slightly, grinding into his hand.
He grinned and kept rubbing and caressing me, as I stroked him and I could no longer figure out which sensation came from where. I felt the dick in my hand, the soft skin moving and the way it pulsed and throbbed as I stroked, and waves of pleasure were rolling through me. My hips moved wildly with the rhythm of my hand and it didn’t matter that the dick in my hand wasn’t actually attached to my body because I could feel the pressure building in me and in it. I panted and moaned over him because I could feel how close I was. I was going to come all over his chest. My hand is flew frantically up and down the shaft and then I exploded, gasping and shooting cum all over his stomach, dripping from my cunt into his hand.
We collapsed again. This time I was the big spoon. Softly, gently, I fondled his soft penis as we finally drifted off to sleep.
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