sleeping. And goddamnit, it's cute.
I gingerly sit down in the love seat, running my hand over the bulge in my jeans, just looking at her face. She's facing right at me. If she wakes up and sees me... fuck.
I slide the zipper down on my jeans, going slow to avoid making noise. Then I reach inside, and pull out my thick, hardening cock. As I stroke it, it thickens, growing harder, fuller. My mind is conflicted, but my body knows exactly what it wants. It wants me to wake her, to plant kisses all over her lips and her body, and to get her so hot that she begs me to stuff my hard cock inside her tight, wet pussy.
A drop of clear pre-cum leaks from the tip of my cock, and I rub it over the head of my shaft. I pump my hand up and down, squeezing hard, imagining that each stroke is Penny's gorgeous pussy, milking my cock for all it's worth. Shit, I've been inside a thousand women before, but none ever had this effect on me.
I pump harder. Faster. I squeeze with more intensity. Finally, I have to stifle a grunt as pearly-white cum dribbles out the tip of my cock, then shoots out in several spurts. It splashes on my shirt, but I don't give a fuck. I just pump harder, with wild abandon, letting my seed shoot everywhere. I don't want to restrain myself. I can't. The girl makes me so horny and crazy.
When my orgasm finally subsides, my world feels like it's exploded. I breathe heavily, exhaling slowly to avoid waking her. My head spins, and my body still wants her so fucking bad.
And then she opens her eyes, and all the air in my lungs is sucked right out.
"Havok?"
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Penny
He sits on the love seat, his hand on his still-rock-hard cock, strings of white all up and down his hand and arm. "Penny," he says, nearly gasping with surprise.
I should be freaked out. Should be alarmed that he was in here, masturbating to me while I slept.
Instead, it tells me how bad he wants me. Shows me the full magnitude of his desire. And I think it might be the hottest thing I've ever fucking seen.
I don't speak, I just sit up and pat the bed, inviting him to join me.
And he does.
He hands me the keys, and I free myself from the handcuffs. Then, I slide my sweatpants off, put a hand on his chest and press him down onto the bed. He strips his clothes off with a hunger I've never seen before, and finally, he's lying there, his cock hard as fuck, still covered in glistening white and clear liquid.
I want it all inside me.
I mount him, letting him slide into me, stretching me out, filling me so completely. I moan and shudder with pleasure, and his hands find my breasts under my cotton shirt.
He bucks his hips, and I buck mine back, riding him like a fucking wild bull. I want this. I've needed it for as long as I can remember. And now getting it, giving my body to him, letting him tear my pussy apart, it's everything I ever wanted it to be.
"You gorgeous fucking creature," he pants, thrusting into me, opening me up. "I need you so fucking bad, baby."
"No," I say, gasping to fill my lungs as he ruts me like an animal, "I need you."
With every thrust, my muscles clamp down on him, my inner walls squeezing and rubbing against his manhood, my body desperately needing this.
He grabs my ass hard, then slips two more fingers into my pussy, alongside his cock. I didn't think I could stretch this much, and I grit my teeth, bathing in the waves of pain and pleasure that flow over me. He takes one finger out and starts rubbing my clit, fast and hard, in rhythm with his thrusts.
"Oh my fucking God," I gasp, my voice husky, "You're gonna make me cum, honey."
I bear down, squeezing him with everything I've got. "Cum for me," he says. "Cum for me, you fucking beautiful little fucktoy. Cum on this fucking cock, and make me empty my fucking balls in you."
His words send me over the edge. I squeeze my eyes shut, and my vision explodes into a brilliant supernova of white, as muscle contractions roll through me, bringing me the release I've needed for so long.
"Oh, fuck," he says, "I'm there." A hot flood fills me, and I cry