Part 2
We were both exhausted and dehydrated. From the couch to her bed to the bathroom counter was over an hour and a half I think. We needed a break. I pulled on boxers over a still-thick cock, and she slipped into a short, floral patterned robe. Somehow the silky material wasn’t even as soft as her bare skin, and the way her perfect ass hung out told me that I probably wouldn’t bother taking it off next time I fucked her. It didn’t take me long to be right.
She got us both a drink, and we casually chatted and snacked a bit, acting like I hadn’t just been choke-fucking her minutes prior. Even with a normal conversation, the intensity behind her eyes was so sexy. We relaxed together for awhile. The urge to touch each other was just so strong though. I couldn’t resist wrapping my arms around her from behind, or casually tracing my fingers over her hips as she walked by. My hands couldn’t resist wanting more of her softness though, and they slid under her robe. We started kissing as my fingers brushed past the cute tuft of hair framing her pretty pussy, over her lips, and into her wetness. We were both instantly ready. I grabbed her by the neck and bent her over the counter, dropping my boxers to let my hard cock spring free.
Before I entered her, I spotted her phone on the counter. “Baby….turn on your camera….” She set up her phone in front of her face as I started easing my cock into her. I watched her eyes widen on the video as I started thrusting, her face a mix of pleasure and pain, taking pleasure in her watching all my muscles tense as I started grabbing her hips and thrusting harder. I tore my eyes away from the video to look down. The sight of her pussy spreading and taking my cock in was just so perfect- her ass bent over, spread wide, her tattooed back on full display, and her slickness coating my cock more and more with every thrust. I was pounding into her, those gasps and screams mixed with my grunts and the smacking sound of my hips and her ass, when I finally realized how weak her legs were getting. I slowed my thrusts, then pulled my cock fully out of her and turned off the video. “Come here baby”.
I led her to the couch by her neck. The long ottoman made the perfect spot to put her on her knees where I could stand behind her. I straddled the ottoman and enjoyed the beautiful view before me. I couldn’t resist….I grabbed her ass and spread her as wide as I could, then kissed and licked every bit of her wetness as I buried my face in her. The only way to improve the sex was to be licking her wetness off my face as we fucked. Once I was appropriately messy, I stood back up, set up the camera off to the side, and shoved my cock into her. Not gentle or sexy or gradually….she was soaked, so I slammed my length in and started pounding.
Her screams were echoing through the living room. Pinning an arm behind her back, pulling her hair, grabbing her throat, spitting on her and and rubbing it with my thumb….we fucked forever. We switched positions, using every possible angle of the couch. She was on her back, legs over my arms. We were going back and forth between kissing, enjoying the long, deep strokes, savoring every inch, and choking her as I hate-fucked her. Her last orgasm was so intense she went completely silent and tried to shove my hips away, squeezing her legs together as they shook. I tried to keep thrusting, just keeping my thick head teasing into her as she rode out her orgasm. She barely had a moment to catch her breath before I had her on her knees, hanging off the back of the couch. I grabbed her arms and began deep, powerful thrusts.
We’re both so vocal….her gasping, screaming, moaning, and me grunting, growling, and telling her how much I love when my good girl squeezes my big cock when she cums on me. Her last few screams drove me over the edge. I was throbbing, almost painfully ready to cum. My orgasm started and went on and on. I overflowed her with cum. I rested deep inside her as my cock was still pulsing, desperately catching my breath. My cum was already dripping out of her before I’d fully pulled out. We both collapsed in a heap on the couch, finally laughing about how terrible we were at “relaxing and having a drink”.
We actually made it through part of a TV show together before we started again in the kitchen….
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rmeut3/fucking_my_favorite_redditor_part_2_fm