Making the Drop - Sex Stories

Making the Drop

... back to me; he got it. "Turn around," he ordered. "Let's see that ass." I'd worn thong underwear. It made me feel sexy, which I always liked. It was practical; I knew that Uncle Tony was going to get his fingers wet. A big pair of mommy-panties would not do. I could feel Joey's eyes as he stared at my big white butt. I heard the footstep, and the whistle of his hand a scant second before it made hard contact with my flesh. SLAP! The stinging pain erupted instantly, and the force drove me forward into the table. Before I could get my breath, he blasted my other ass cheek. "Oooow!" The bloom of pain was intense. But then I felt the warm hardness of his cock pushing against the crack of my ass. He was big, hard, strong and thick, always so thick. "You like that cock?" he growled. He loved dirty talk. "Yeah, Joey, I love your big, thick cock. Slide my panties aside, stick me with that cock you know I'm dripping wet!" I moaned. I felt him rub the head of his cock up and down on my slick pussy lips. I felt so swollen and hot and wet down there, practically begging him to slam his cock in me, and he kept teasing me. But then, I felt him reposition, and licked my lips awaiting the first thrust. He liked this first one to go in long and slow, buring that prick deeply in my cunt. Once he was balls deep, he would wiggle to fire us both. Then came the fucking, hard and fast from the start. On cue, he did it exactly how he always did. I inhaled sharply, gasping from the exquisite ...

... intrusion. As he withdrew, I had the sense of unsheathing a sword, a masculine tool of pleasure and ecstasy. The walls of my pussy gripped him, surely my lips providing him an obscene view from his point of view. I gave a great WHOOSH as he slammed me and picked up his usual speed. Joey reached his hand under me and found my clit, and rubbed it furiously as he began fucking me hard then harder, fast then faster. I was gasping, close to my first orgasm, and then it hit. Sparkles of pleasure erupted and burst from my pussy, spreading to my puckering asshole, making my legs quiver. As usual I could not speak, my body reduced to barest functioning only, and then he kept going. Faster and harder yet, he grunted with each powerful thrust. Another orgasm erupted, and now that he knew I'd cum a second time, he withdrew his hand. Those powerful hands gripped my hips. He held me hard and just fucked me for all that he had. Another orgasm erupted, nearly causing me to lose control in my legs. But then I heard him make the sounds indicating that he was going to cum. I got that last hard violent thrust, his hands digging painfully into my hips and he feral scream as his balls emptied from his cock into my pussy. A moment later, he withdrew his sloppy wet cock. He knows its a thing of mine, and I was turning and squatting. I took his semi-flaccid cock into my mouth, and his scream was from the over-intense sensation and the ticklishing sensation he said that he got when I did this. But to me, the ...