Fairy Gobblers Pt. 05 - Sex Stories

Fairy Gobblers Pt. 05

... control myself, and not cum, while she took it doggie style. She loved the feeling of dominance that she got when I couldn’t control myself, and she loved the feel of such a big load of cum inside of her.

Becca rolled up her camp pillow and put it under her pelvis and opened her legs for me. He ass wasn’t stuck up in the air on display like I like it, but it was pushed high enough that the entry would be tight and would leverage my cock against her g-spot. She wanted me to cum fast and she knew just how to make it happen.

I was still laying beside her, enjoying the view and petting her, trying to savor the moment a few seconds more.

“If you want this pussy, you better come get it,” she chastised me playfully, taking out her phone.

“I’m going to set a timer for three minutes and if I’m not full of cum when the alarm sounds, then I’m putting my pants back on.”

I moved quickly to get on top of her and she set her phone down so that I could see the time running out. She relaxed with her bottom tilted to the sky and her head resting on her crossed arms. I spit in my hand, stroked my cock a few times and wiped the remaining saliva on her pussy lips. With one hard push I was completely inside of her and she was gasping”

“OH, oh, oh! Hold still baby. That hurts, I think the walking and not having sex for a while has made me tighter,” she pleaded pushing up onto her elbows.

“The clock’s ticking,” I told her and slammed back into her. She laid back flat again and ...

... pushed her hips towards me. She knew that the tables had turned and though I wouldn’t last long, I also would be relentless now that I had the upper hand. I could feel her trying to relax her body and ease the tension inside of her, but her body was working against her and cramping tight onto my pistoning cock. I pushed hard against her cervix and felt her begin to spasm and almost start crying. She started squirting and groaned ‘oh no’ when she realized that she would have to spend the night sleeping in her own juices and that she would have to sleep without a pillow or sleep on the wet, lust covered pillow she had under her. With only a minute left on the clock, I started slamming into her. I enjoyed how her body was enjoying and rejecting me at the same time.

“ No, no, no,” she cried as the trembling and spraying started again. I relaxed my hips down onto her and my balls started pumping her full of thick, white, days old semen.

When the alarm rang, I pulled quickly out of her and lay down on my dry, comfortable sleeping bag. Becca pulled her pillow out from under her pelvis and whimpered as she set it under her head and relaxed on her back with her legs clamped shut and shaking. I could smell semen, sweat and Becca’s cum. We drifted to sleep listening to the sounds of the forest animals scurrying and flying nearby.

I woke to the sound of the tent zipper opening and assumed Becca was going outside to pee again. I sat bolt upright when Becca asked me where I was ...