wrapped around my waist, he pulled back my hood. His tongue slowly dragged across it, as if he wanted each and every one of his taste buds to experience tasting me. I felt myself creaming just as his lips wrapped around my hard bud and started to suck. He was slow, deliberate and meticulous with each lick and suck. My pussy was gushing, and I could hear Roc nosily lapping up every drop as his masterful oral performance was heightened with the delightful sensation of a finger penetrating my ass.
“Ah!” I screamed in ecstasy as I gasped from the sudden sensation.
His tongue continued to murderously suck my clitoris as he moved his finger in and out. When another finger entered my last entrance, my body went into an uncontrollable frenzy as I came.
“Oh my God! Yessss!” I lost control of my body as my hips grinded and whipped in violent circles against his face and fingers.
Roc didn’t stop. He continued his delicious assault between my legs, sending me into numerous, incredible orgasms that left me breathless, weak and with a pounding erotic headache from the constant rush. Slowly withdrawing his fingers from my holes, he released his rock–hard animal with the other hand. Pre–cum leaked from it. He wiped it with his thumb and traced my lips with it. I eyed his dick as I licked my lips and watched it jump. To fuck with him more, I licked my lips eagerly until the taste was gone. His jaws tightened and his eyes slit. He was mad with lust. He grabbed my waist and brought me to the edge of the couch. I was at a perfect height for him to thrust himself inside of me with ease.
“Oh my God.” Each time this man filled me with his cock was like the first time. But each time, I never knew what to expect; passionate love–making, sheer rock–star fucking, back–breaking, hair–pulling strokes that left me speechless and sore in the morning or all of the above. That night, he held onto my waist and lost himself inside of me. Each stroke found its way so deep inside of me that it hurt so good. I could do nothing but hold on to the couch for dear life as our wet, smacking sounds filled the air. His strokes were rapid, precise, and considerate and kept a fast beat. It was sheer, rock–star fucking that brought down orgasm after orgasm.
“Goddamn!” He was hitting a spot so deep inside of me that it promoted a loud, feminine growl from my lips. “Shit! This dick is so good!” And I didn’t care if I was so loud that the guards on post outside knew it. He was plunging so deep into my sopping pussy, that I had lost all class. “Fuck! Yes, Daddy! Oh!... My! … God!”
I was babbling like a fool, withering and gyrating in immense pleasure. I was spiraling violently towards yet another orgasm that was coming from the depths of my soul. As he drove his length deeper and more persistently, I felt it pulsating. He was coming. I had cum too many times to count, so just as his eyes closed and a, “Urrgh,” left his mouth, I hopped up, took his dick into my hands and drank him.
“FUCK!” His voice bounced off of the walls. “URRGH!” His body was tensed. His hand was firmly on my back. He wanted to push me away but it felt too fucking good to him to end his torture. “URGH! Goddamn it!” Each moan turned me the fuck on, and I kept sucking until the well was dry. “Shit, Baby.”
I finally released him from bondage, allowing him to leave my lips and he collapsed onto the carpet. I collapsed onto the couch. Nothing was in the air but our bodies heaving as we attempted to come down off our high and back to the stress of our tense reality. He had lustfully murdered me, but I knew that, even if for a moment, I had taken him to bliss. I wished that I could keep him in that happy place because that is where I had been since the first time he took me.
2010
Chapter 14
Yanna E. Hill
Four months after styling me for my first date with Roc, Courtney was once again in my bedroom,
“Ah!” I screamed in ecstasy as I gasped from the sudden sensation.
His tongue continued to murderously suck my clitoris as he moved his finger in and out. When another finger entered my last entrance, my body went into an uncontrollable frenzy as I came.
“Oh my God! Yessss!” I lost control of my body as my hips grinded and whipped in violent circles against his face and fingers.
Roc didn’t stop. He continued his delicious assault between my legs, sending me into numerous, incredible orgasms that left me breathless, weak and with a pounding erotic headache from the constant rush. Slowly withdrawing his fingers from my holes, he released his rock–hard animal with the other hand. Pre–cum leaked from it. He wiped it with his thumb and traced my lips with it. I eyed his dick as I licked my lips and watched it jump. To fuck with him more, I licked my lips eagerly until the taste was gone. His jaws tightened and his eyes slit. He was mad with lust. He grabbed my waist and brought me to the edge of the couch. I was at a perfect height for him to thrust himself inside of me with ease.
“Oh my God.” Each time this man filled me with his cock was like the first time. But each time, I never knew what to expect; passionate love–making, sheer rock–star fucking, back–breaking, hair–pulling strokes that left me speechless and sore in the morning or all of the above. That night, he held onto my waist and lost himself inside of me. Each stroke found its way so deep inside of me that it hurt so good. I could do nothing but hold on to the couch for dear life as our wet, smacking sounds filled the air. His strokes were rapid, precise, and considerate and kept a fast beat. It was sheer, rock–star fucking that brought down orgasm after orgasm.
“Goddamn!” He was hitting a spot so deep inside of me that it promoted a loud, feminine growl from my lips. “Shit! This dick is so good!” And I didn’t care if I was so loud that the guards on post outside knew it. He was plunging so deep into my sopping pussy, that I had lost all class. “Fuck! Yes, Daddy! Oh!... My! … God!”
I was babbling like a fool, withering and gyrating in immense pleasure. I was spiraling violently towards yet another orgasm that was coming from the depths of my soul. As he drove his length deeper and more persistently, I felt it pulsating. He was coming. I had cum too many times to count, so just as his eyes closed and a, “Urrgh,” left his mouth, I hopped up, took his dick into my hands and drank him.
“FUCK!” His voice bounced off of the walls. “URRGH!” His body was tensed. His hand was firmly on my back. He wanted to push me away but it felt too fucking good to him to end his torture. “URGH! Goddamn it!” Each moan turned me the fuck on, and I kept sucking until the well was dry. “Shit, Baby.”
I finally released him from bondage, allowing him to leave my lips and he collapsed onto the carpet. I collapsed onto the couch. Nothing was in the air but our bodies heaving as we attempted to come down off our high and back to the stress of our tense reality. He had lustfully murdered me, but I knew that, even if for a moment, I had taken him to bliss. I wished that I could keep him in that happy place because that is where I had been since the first time he took me.
2010
Chapter 14
Yanna E. Hill
Four months after styling me for my first date with Roc, Courtney was once again in my bedroom,
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