1.23.2017: Orgasms Before Lunch
Inspired by Masturbation Monday
Orgasms Before Lunch
“Fuck that pretty cunt,” I commanded.
Her fingers worked faster and the glistening folds beneath her fingers conveyed just how excited that pussy of hers was. Her fingers slipped inside penetrating her swollen folds. She wanted my dick inside of her instead of the substituted digits.
Wet thrusts echoed throughout the room calling to my need to fuck her. Her hips raised to meet the sensual demands of her body. I smacked her thighs and her fingers slid deeper.
“I think you liked that didn’t you, dirty girl?”
“No, Sir.” Liar.
“No?” I smacked her thighs harder leaving a reddened reminder.
Her moans grew louder and her fingers pumped wildly. No, she didn’t enjoy that at all.
“Oh, okay.” I leaned down and pinched her nipple, pulling it from her body.
She stroked her clit with her free hand and I swore she was levitating. The cultivating sounds of a needy cunt so close to a blissful explosion was more than any one person could take.
I unzipped my pants and stroked my hard prick. She whined and I knew I was driving her crazy. She licked her lips and I felt it. I knew exactly what that warm mouth of hers would feel like if it was wrapped around my dick. Up, down, and tightening around the head of my shaft felt like fucking magic. The only thing better would be if I was inside of her right now but I was too busy watching her drip all over the floor.
Sinking inside of her would be amazing. Her hot, wet, and swollen cunt would suck my dick inside of her until I filled her completely. Who could deny how damn good that would feel?
“Sir!” She moaned louder humping the air.
I didn’t know how much longer she could hold on but I knew that I was exactly where I needed to be. About to come all over her pussy and hand. I got down on my knees, between her legs and tightened my grip. She was laying there watching with anticipation but I had no plans on entering her sweetness.
When I didn’t enter her, her expression was confused. I threw my head back urging the orgasm forward. I groaned loudly just before the first few jets of semen landed on top of her hand. Her eyes widened. My orgasm rode me hard and I released it all over her pussy.
“I beg you, please Sir!” She was on the edge and let her stay there a bit before I said the words that soothed her soul.
“Make her cry for me, girl,” I said between clenched teeth.
Hearing exactly what she needed to come, she allowed her body to relax, succumbing to my wishes. Her fingers slowed until her cunt was too sensitive to come anymore. Two orgasms before lunch. That makes for a great Monday.
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