Tyler and the Dancefloor - Part 2 - Sex Stories

Tyler and the Dancefloor - Part 2

... “Don't thrust, baby,” I say. “Let me pull the cum out of you.” The movement of my ass slows down. I lift up until his cock is nearly sliding out of my, then I slowly ease it all back inside. When he's all the way in I squeeze my ass around his cock and begin the process again, lifting up until he nearly slips out and then slowly taking him back inside. I don't speed up, even though I can see Tyler's frustration. I keep at that slow pace for minutes. I hear Tyler's breath quicken, and he moans in my ear. I kiss him, but I still don't speed up. He begins to gasp. He moans in my ear. I feel his cock harden inside me. “I'm gonna cum....” His cock grows, and Tyler squeezes his arms around me. Still, I do not speed up. Instead, I clench my ass as tight as I can. Squeezing him... squeezing... squeezing. Unnnnggghh!!” I feel his cock buck inside me as he cums. I squeeze him harder still as I feel his warm semen fill me. The walls of my ass contact, gathering his cum inside me. His body shakes beneath mine. “Fuck....no one has every made me cum that way before,” he says. I kiss him again. I lift my ass until his cock slips out of me. Tyler's cum leaks from my ass. We lay there, each in an orgasmic afterglow. My head rests in his shoulder and he gently caresses my back with his fingertips. We don't move for half an hour.