Turning Thirty

The feel of (Y/N)’s warmth hugging along the whole of my wood sent a jolt through my cock that drove me to action. I started up a consistent rhythm again, but this time without the extreme restraint. I let myself dart in and out of her easily, made her take me in entirety.

Her full boobs bounced from the impact of my groin between her thighs. I watched them, transfixed by such an erotic sight, before deciding that my interest would be better served by grabbing myself a handful. I kneaded and squeezed her ample tit with my free hand as I fucked her good and hard.

(Y/N) surprised me when she flexed her knees as she pushed her pelvis forcefully against mine, pulling me in so deep I could easily feel her cervix and the strings of her IUD with the head of my cock. The textures were highly contrasting. The rough, almost pointy ends of the strings. The sleek, firm roundness of her dimpled cervix. The muscular, slick walls of her pussy. I could feel all of her so distinctly that I paused, worried I had gone in too far, that I had hurt her. But she only moaned and urged me on with her whole body, wiggling impatiently beneath me. With that, I discarded the final vestiges of constraint and let myself indulge in her body.

Her breathing got faster and she whimpered with each thrust, looking up at me with adoration whenever she could keep her eyes open. Quickly she got so wet that her cunt juices coated my cock, my groin, my thighs, and my ballsack. It changed the sensation as my nuts smacked against her tiny asshole with each plunge.

I was on top of her, taking her, possessing her. I filled up (Y/N)’s pussy completely, was stretching her out around me, but she loved it, bucking her hips up to spur me on. The way I screwed her made her so wet, she was slippery. It made me harden even more to see her like that; my woman, spread wide open to me, filled and fucked completely by me. The experience was heightened by her extreme arousal, how much she loved the way my deep fucking distended her little twat. Who fucking cared how old I was? I was still the only man that could fuck her so well, the only man she would ever want or need. And I loved her; we loved each other.

Overcome by emotions and sensation, I eased up on our tempo so I could kiss her, taking a minute to focus more on enjoying making out than on plowing her juicy slit. I refused to leave her behind, and that kind of pace would have made me cum too soon. I took pride in being a skilled lover, and (Y/N) required dedication I was happy to give.

I broke our kiss and pumped her some more, slower but deeper, harder. I liked looking down on her, watching her reactions to my cock stuffing her, forcing her soft walls to open up and take all of me.

(Y/N) started bringing her hips up to meet mine desperately, her cries higher in pitch, clearly trying to up our pace. She was greedy for the orgasm she knew I was going to give her. My sweet, cum-hungry slut… I couldn't wait to shoot my load inside of her either, but I wanted to draw the process out a little longer. Thus, she’d have to wait to go full throttle.

I watched her big titties pitching back and forth as I put it to her, listened to her feminine groans and whimpers of pleasure. Her nails dug in harder to the skin of my back with each thrust.

When (Y/N) called out my name for the first time, I felt the pressure in my dick increase suddenly with an electric zing. I was an unapologetic egotist, and I loved hearing her say my name during sex. I had to distract myself from the abrupt increase in intensity for a minute, so I paused to grab her breast roughly with my free hand.

“You love the way I fuck you?” She nodded, panting and looking up at me with those wide, coquettish eyes as I felt her cunt muscles ripple and quiver around me. “You want me to make you cum?” She moaned softly, mashing her hips against mine in an attempt to hurry me towards doing just that.

I grinned and licked my lips; it was always such a treat to play these games. I pulled out completely, smiling even wider at her devastated reaction. “You didn’t answer. You want me to make you cum or not?”

Her eyes got even bigger and she forced out, “Mmmhmm! Andy!?!”

I slipped back in (Y/N)’s slot easily and started a fast, hard rhythm. She felt so luscious! “Shameless… nnh… fuck!” I could feel her pussy contracting around me in uncoordinated waves as her moans gained volume; she was getting closer.

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