A Slut's One Night Stand - Sex Stories

A Slut's One Night Stand

... pot, I flexed my cock, swirled my hips, and humped my prick back into the softness between her thighs.

"Uh," she grunted.

Out.

"Ah," she sighed.

In.

"Uhhh," she moaned.

Out and in, sighing and grunting and moaning. we created a rhythm between us that grew in tempo, then calmed, then grew, then calmed, my lover's pussy making kissing sounds whenever I pumped my prick between her lips. Her huge tits recoiled with tremendous weight, with each strong thrust. and when I slowed down, she was able to move her hips in concert with mine. She fucked me and I fucked her, taking turns to destroy our joined, forbidden sex.

The longer we fucked, the harder she breathed, and the more I squealed and whimpered, her panting and screaming driving me forward and feeding my desire for release.

Her bed creaked, the headboard slammed against the wall. She cheered me on with the pleasure-filled twitches of her lips and the quivering expressions that crossed her features. The grip of her cunt caressed me, and the bestial cries that escaped her lungs spurred our mating to faster speeds. If I could have stopped time, I would have stayed inside my goddess forever. She had a liquid treasure made of beautiful lust between her legs, and it bathed my feasting wand in ecstasy.

"I can't hold it... I'm going to cum. My goddess, oh goddess, my queeeeeeen I'm cummmming!!" I screamed exactly like a slut as I did so.

On cue, she threw her head back as her own returning pleasure ...

... cascaded through her body.

"Yes....." she hissed, shaking, "let your queen milk her whore, fill me up with your sweet slut milk. Fill your queen's ravaged pussy."

And fill it I did. Spurt after spurt of my milk pumped into her swollen cavern as her lips gripped and released me. She continued to grind away and I whimpered at the feeling of my flesh fused with hers.

I came for minutes and laughed my delight, and as the thunder swam through my body, she matched my rhythm stroke for stroke, Her skin flushed a deep shade of sunset pink as a throbbing sensation in her pussy broke through my euphoria, letting me know that her orgasm was creating a blistering conflagration within her own body, followed by a hot, intense heat and a wash of creamy nectar spilling from her pussy.

Her breasts heaved with her breathing, and high-pitched whimpers escaped her mouth. Her nipples seemed to constrict to a diamond-like hardness as she bucked languid against me and pulled me to her mouth.

We smashed our lips together and her breasts pressed into my chest.

Her voice, my breath, everything blurred into one sound as her pussy lips clamped down on my shaft, and her inner muscles hugged me as though they never intended to let me go. Within me, my world exploded again and again.

We held each other and she grabbed my face, pulling my mouth to hers, and as my cum pooled within her guts, she spat a great drenching of saliva into my mouth before slipping her tongue beyond my lips and making ...