The story of a lonesome ol'Jerome

*Andy’s POV*

I snagged a rubber from my discarded pants’ pocket and put it on as Gwyn watched me. She licked her full lips, teasing me! I wanted her so badly it almost hurt. I remembered she liked compliments as I sat down next to her.

“I want you. You’re so fucking hot.” Not the smoothest line, but she blushed, swooning a little as she smiled. Man, she really did like compliments! I went to her, leaning down and kissing her softly. She let me guide her up, so that her head was on the pillow.

Gwyn looked up at me; all her fears and peculiar hang-ups were forgotten in the moment. “Just fuck me,” her voice was thick with desire; she wrapped her legs around my waist and held on to my back as I maneuvered myself over her.

I grinned. “Yes ma’am.”

I held eye contact as I entered her slowly. God… Her walls clasped me so snuggly, it was a good thing she was so wet. I started thrusting, her grip on my back got harder, almost uncomfortable as I increased in speed. Shit, she was so hot and tight…

“Andy! Uhn! God!” Gwyn moaned over and over again, and it turned me on even more to hear her say it, to see her eyes rolling back into her head.

I could feel her piercings against the base of my shaft as I slammed into her. She clawed at my back, tensing around my cock, “Andy!” And then she came, squirting a bit, with a loud moan as I kept fucking her through it. I squeezed her round, pale tit with the hand I wasn’t using to support myself. Neat! Who knew she was a sometime-squirter?

I slowed my pace for a second, then helped Gwyn get her head back on the pillow. I kissed her tenderly, verifying that she was (a) conscious, and (b) ok to keep going. She was still clearly overwhelmed by endorphins, but managed to respond to my kiss and smile, letting out a little, happy gasp as I pumped her with my dick. “Mmmm…” she positively purred.

It was time to bring it on home. I adjusted her legs so they were on my shoulders, grabbed the headboard of her bed, and started pounding her. Fuck, she was amazing! Her soft body responded to me, clinging and jiggling, as she moaned and her breathing became ragged. I could feel myself slamming into her cervix, her pussy was so small; I barely fit inside of her. I felt her quivering, she wouldn’t last much longer, and neither would I. I bent down enough so she could hear, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

And that was all it took, she spasmed and screamed, “Andy!” dragging her nails down my back. The writhing of her body, the way she clenched around my cock as she came, hearing her scream my name, it put me over the edge. I came roaring like some kind of beast, thrusting away primally into my prize.

My mental haze cleared a few seconds later, and I was kind of embarrassed at having yodeled like a fool while having an orgasm. It wasn’t my normal M.O., but Gwyn didn’t seem concerned. She was still conscious, but in a post-orgasmic cloud, eyes unfocused, body limp, grinning. I smiled like an idiot and gently pulled out, tossing the condom.

Notes

QOTD: favorite ice cream flavor?

personally, i'd be fucking hard-pressed to pick one. i don't eat a lot of ice cream, but i like it when you go to coldstone and they mix all kinds of cool shit in. like chocolate shit in with mint ice cream, for example.