Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Freshman Fifteen Ch. 02

... dayalready probably went a long way towards his current success. She justloved how eager he was to do what she told him! Her own climax was far off but still in reach, the constant grinding of her huge clitoris against Mike's bouncing butt bringing her enough ecstasy to warm her body and keep her cunt drooling its cream. After sheallowed Mike to cum she'd get hers!

In short order, Andrea had reached aravenous speed of backdoor-punishing, her hips slamming into Mike's fat cheeks roughly enough to sendripples across his alabaster complexion. Grunting with each brutalthrust into depths, Andrea wished she could feel Mike's asshole clenching down on the strap-on, that she could experience every twitch his depths made from her ministrations; Mike could certainly feeleverything though, and it was a wholelot! Andrea's fake-cock spread his hole delightfully, ground against his prostate with an expertise that suggested the studly woman had been doing this exact thing foryears, and delved into his core like nothing ever had before. Basically, Mike wasn't going to be able to hold back for much longer!

So he told Andrea as much, hoping she would allow him to cum!

"D-Dre! My love!" He gasped, his words barely audible over her deep grunts and the raucousplapping of her body colliding with his, "I-I need to cum! P-Please let me! I don't want to disobey you but I don't think I can hold out anymore!"

His begging made Andrea speed up.

"Not yet, baby! Hang on for just a little ...

... longer. I know it's hard but do it for me. You don't want to disappoint me, do you?"

"No! Never. I-I ju-"

"Then be a good boy anddon't cum!"

Putting his willpower to the test, Andrea fucked Mike as hard as she could without worrying for his well-being. Sheblurred at him, the bed beneath them slamming into the walls surrounding it, leaving dents and cracks in the dorm room's structure, creating a ruckus that could be heardoutside of the building. Mike clenched his teeth so tightly together and it felt like that they wouldshatter, his thin fingers nearly creating actualtears in the sheets, rasping and crying out every time his prostate was viciously pummeled. His balls twitched and his cock jumped, slamming into his flat crotch with eachbarreling of Andrea's body against him, a steady stream of precum dripping from his small pink tip.

Andrea plowed her partner fervently, giving him not asecond to rest or collect himself, wanting to see how far she could physically push him. The strap-on hanging from her groinslurped in and out of Mike's asshole, her own juices - which she occasionally reapplied to the dildo she wore - splattering against his jiggling ass cheeks and bouncing sack, his bowelssaturated with her girl-cream. She powered towards him fiercely, paying close attention to how he reacted, watching for any signs that he might give into his libido; Andrea had no intention ofactually punishing him or seeing him fail, but that didn't mean she didn't enjoyteasing him ...