The Boyfriend Designer - Christopher Harlan Page 0,53
continued to suck on my nipple. My hand found its way between us and I wrapped my fingers around his hard cock. He wasn’t kidding when he’d said he had an impressive cock, even without the manscaping – the manscaping was nice though. Conor’s cock felt massive and smooth in my hand as I worked up and down his length, but I wanted to feel him inside me. I could feel Conor moving against me, as if he was reading my mind and wanting the same thing.
I feel him reposition himself, moving his weight off of me. I watched him lean over and open the drawer of his nightstand. Moments later, condom in hand, his eyes met mine again. I watched him tear open the corner and roll the latex down his hard shaft once I’d removed my hand.
He positioned himself at my opening before leaning down to sear my lips with another toe-curling kiss. He pulled back again and looked deeply into my eyes. His moment of hesitation had me rethinking what was happening but then his lips were on mine again and I felt him push the head of his cock inside me.
The moan that escaped my lips was swallowed by his mouth as his tongue wrestled with mine while he moved his hips against me, slowly filling me up. I dug my fingertips into his hips, urging him deeper still. I felt my body stretch to accommodate him until his cock was fully seated in my clenched pussy.
I rolled my hips against him and hear him growl deep in his throat. I roll my hips against him again, almost as a challenge, knowing the effect it has on him. He accepts my challenge and begins to move against me. I feel him start to slide out of me before he pushes his way back into me fully.
“Oh gods,” I moan as he picks up his pace, pounding his massive cock into my accepting pussy.
“Mmmmm,” he grunts as he continues to move against me.
“Please don’t stop, Conor. Harder. Harder,” I start to beg. I’ve never been one to beg but I need him to dominate me. I need him to destroy my pussy with his cock.
“Yes, ma’am,” he breathes, pulling my leg up and throwing it over his shoulder as he gets to his knees. Even with the new position, he doesn’t stop the motion of his hips. The new angle has him hitting a spot I didn’t know would drive me crazy.
My toes are curling and I can’t help but grip the sheets on either side of me. I can feel every inch of him as his moves his cock in and out of me. The sheen of sweat that breaks out over my body mirrors the one covering his body as well.
God, I needed this. I need him, and that thought almost scares me but it gets pushed to the back of my mind as he continues to fuck me. The only thing I can concentrate on is how good he feels inside me and the building coil that is going to break soon if he keeps up the pace he’s set.
“Shoshana, you feel incredible,” he forces out as he leans down to smash his lips against mine again.
My leg still over his arm, he continues to fuck me until I feel the coil at my center break, heat spilling out to the rest of my body in waves as I start to shake. My pussy tightens around him with my orgasm and I feel him follow soon after, riding the waves of passion with me until we both lay spent on his bed.
He pulls me close and kisses me again before tucking me into his arms and holding me close as we both fall asleep.
Shoshana
“Do I really have the sex glow?”
Tori decided to come support me at this live event, so we decided to grab an Uber together.
And yes, my feminist bestie is opposed to everything Conor stands for, but she’s actually being pretty cool about supporting me, even though she manages to get a few digs in here and there.
“Is this going to be like one of those debates on YouTube?” she asks.
“I don’t know, I’ve never watched a debate on YouTube. Are they good?”
“Some of them, but they can get a little contentious. Usually it’s people who believe in the opposite of one another—like an atheist and a Catholic priest debating the existence of God, something like that.”