by Evan Harder
After she’d caught her breath, Cindy once again wrapped her bright red lips around the head of my cock while continuing to work my shaft with her hand.
A few seconds later she grabbed ahold of my ballsack and pulled it forward, smashing my balls up against my cock. Holding my sack in place about halfway down my shaft, she widened her mouth and started moving it forward, engulfing more and more of my cock as she went, until she came to my sack. She then opened her mouth even further and pushed forward some more, engulfing my cock and balls at the same time.
Cindy somehow managed to hold everything in her mouth for almost five seconds before letting it all go.
“Holy fucking shit,” I said after she’d recovered. “How the hell did you do that?”
“Lots and lots of practice,” she said, sporting an evil grin.
“Well consider me impressed,” I said
“Do you want me to do again?”
“No, no, no,” I said.
She gave me a strange look.
“Don’t get me wrong,” I said quickly. “I loved it. In fact, I loved everything you just did. But I need to take a little break. Get myself back under control, if you know what I mean.”
“Fair enough,” Cindy said.
“Besides, it’s time for me to return the favor.”
“I’m not gonna argue with that,” she said, smiling.
“I didn’t think you would,” I said as I pulled her to her feet, picked her up, slung her over my shoulder and carried her over to the couch. Once there, I tossed her atop it.
Standing over her, I flipped her over, putting her on her back. I grabbed her ankles and spread her legs wide, then pushed back, folding her in half and opening up her pussy to me.
She hooked her arms around her legs, holding them in place, her ankles up by her head, her leg muscles taut and gleaming. “Is this how you want me?” Cindy asked, taunting me with her high-pitched, mock-innocent little girl voice. “Folded up like a human pretzel? Lying here with my holes exposed, open and waiting for you to fill them?”
“You’re damn right,” I said. “The wider, the better.”
She ran her hands down and grabbed ahold of her inner thighs and spread them further, opening herself up even more to me. “Like this?”
“That’s perfect,” I said, dropping to me knees. “Absolutely perfect.”
Smiling, I buried my face in her pussy and went to work, licking her shaved, pretty little pussy a couple times before sliding my tongue deep inside her.
“Holy fuck that feels incredible,” Cindy said breathlessly. She reached down and grabbed ahold of my hair and pulled my head towards her, smashing my face against her flesh. “That’s a good boy. Get that tongue in there. I want to feel it in my stomach.”
She held me there, smothering me with her inner flesh, forcing me to find precious air wherever I could—usually from somewhere inside of her—for a good fifteen seconds before finally releasing me.
As I gasped for breath, she just laughed and said, “Oh, poor little baby. Was that too much for you to handle?”
“Not even close,” I said, flashing her a brief smile.
“That’s good to hear,” Cindy replied. “Because that was just the beginning.”
She released her legs and leaned forward then climbed off the couch, pushing me down to the floor as she rose. I was on my back, my spine against the carpet with my face looking straight up towards the ceiling.
A moment later my view was blocked by her body, which was standing above me, one foot on either side of my head, straddling me, her dripping wet pussy staring down at me.
I shifted my head slightly, looking up the length of her body, past her tits to her cute little face. Upon it I saw a wicked smile and eyes that shone with a combination of excitement and malevolence.
And then she was squatting down, her legs bending further and further and her pussy getting closer and closer to my face until she was sitting upon it, her wet pussy gaping wide as it attached itself to my mouth like it had a mind of it’s own.
Cindy dropped her full weight on my face, smothering me with her pussy. She just sat there for a few seconds, unmoving, her flesh completely engulfing my nose and mouth.
“Do you like that?” she asked, still talking innocently. “Do you like me sitting on your face, cutting off all your air?”
I nodded as best I could. Looking up the length of her body I could see her face staring down at me, grinning widely.
“Good,” she said. “Because I like it too. I might just sit here the rest of the night.” Reaching down with both hands, she grabbed two handfuls of my hair and lifted my head, smashing my face even further against her pussy and making it so I could no longer see her face.
“Stick that tongue out,” she said, her tone sounding less and less innocent with every word. “I want to feel it inside of me.”
So I did, forcing it as far as I could into her pussy, tasting her sweet, tangy insides.
“That’s right,” she said, starting to slowly move forward and back, riding my tongue. “Keep your tongue right there while I fuck it with my pussy.”
Cindy released my hair, allowing my head to drop back down the floor and providing some support for my neck. And I needed it too, as her bucking grew progressively more intense.
She moved forward and back, faster and faster, my rigid tongue running up and down the length of her pussy with every pump.
“Holy fuck yes,” Cindy said, her groans growing louder. She grabbed ahold of my hands and leaned forward, stretching my arms out above my head. She pinned my wrists against the floor, incapacitating my arms and giving herself total control, then started riding me even harder, grinding atop me, her body moving faster than ever and her groans reaching a fevered pitch.
Cindy let out a guttural growl and then drenched my face with her pussy juices as she squirted all over me in a rollicking, extended orgasm. She continued grinding away as she came, forcing my tongue deeper inside her, cutting off all my air for a few seconds while she finished herself off.
Once she was done, she climbed off my face, scooting her body down mine until she was sitting astride my waist, her butt pushing back against my hard cock. Bending forward, she stuck out her tongue and proceeded to lick her pussy juices off my face. After she’d finished cleaning me up, she stuck her tongue in my mouth and we explored each others tonsils for a while.
“Thanks for that,” she said after breaking off the kiss.
“It was my pleasure,” I said, flashing her a smile.
“I don’t know about that,” she said. “But it was certainly fun.”
“I love that sort of thing.”
“Really?” she said. “You don’t just tolerate it?”
“Hell no,” I said. “It turns me on like crazy. Can’t you tell?”
She backed her ass up against my hard cock, tilting it backwards a bit. “You certainly feel like you liked it. Most guys will do it, but only reluctantly.”
“Not me. I totally dig it.”
“That’s good to hear,” Cindy said. “Because I love it too.”
“Feel free to sit on my face whenever you want,” I said.
“You really mean that?”
“Absolutely.”
“Because I’ll take you up on it,” she said.
“I hope you will.”
“Oh I totally will,” Cindy said as she reached back and grabbed my cock. “But right now I have something else in mind.”
“Oh yeah?” I said, playing dumb. “And what’s that?”
“I want to put that big hard cock of yours into my pussy and ride you until the sun comes up.”
“I don’t know if I can last that long,” I said, stifling a smile. “But I’m certainly willing to try.”
Grinning back at me, Cindy smacked my cock against her asscheek a couple of times then slid it into her dripping wet pussy. She took a moment to fling her hair to the side, getting it out of her face, then started moving against me, staring d
irectly down at me the whole time.
She started off slowly, taking my cock balls deep inside her pussy in long, steady strokes. After half a minute, she picked up the tempo, shifting her arms so her hands were pressing down on my chest, giving her more leverage, then hammering her body down onto mine, impaling herself on my cock.
Cindy was bucking like a madwoman, using her arms to lift her body completely off mine before pounding down onto my cock. Her hair was flying everywhere, her tits bouncing up and down in perfect rhythm and her mouth releasing deep groans at the bottom of every thrust.
I couldn’t stand being a non-active participant any longer, so I ran my hands up her stomach and cupped her breasts, pushing up on them while she continued riding me.
On a whim, I gave one of her tits a light smack.
Cindy yelped then nodded her head.
“You like that?” I asked, even though I already knew the answer based on her reaction.
She nodded again, more vehemently this time. So I smacked her other tit, a little bit harder.
Cindy’s breathing rate increased significantly and she started bouncing even harder on my cock, bottoming out on me with all her weight, driving my cock deep inside her pussy.
I gave her tits a couple more light slaps, then cupped them again, squeezing them tight this time while I pressed them upwards.
Cindy rose up until she was sitting straight up, then tilted her chin towards the ceiling and arched her back, changing up the angle of penetration but continuing to hammer her body down onto mine.
I slid my hands down her body and reached around to grab her ass, one hand on each cheek, then spread them wide and started lifting my hips up to meet her as she came down with every thrust. This allowed even me to penetrate her pussy even deeper than before, to the point that it felt like she was engulfing my entire member. The sensation was almost too much for me to handle, forcing me to switch things up, and quickly, lest I came too quickly.
Grabbing Cindy around the waist, I shifted my weight and climbed to my feet, keeping my cock inside her the entire time. She uttered a surprised little giggle but wasted no time wrapping her legs around my waist and started to grind on my cock while I held onto her tightly.
I pressed my lips against hers and we explored each other’s mouths with our tongues while continuing to fuck standing up. But Cindy was getting so crazy on my cock that I was starting to lose my balance. So I angled my body until I was facing the couch and then fell forward, dropping her back to the cushions as I fell atop her, letting gravity drive my cock so far inside her that it felt like it was going to come out the other side.
Cindy let out a scream that was part delight and part discomfort, but recovered without missing a beat, bucking her body forward and back from beneath me. Her energy hadn’t waned one bit, which on one hand was great, but on the other, not so great. The whole point of switching things up was to give myself a chance to recover before she took me over the edge. And for that to happen, I needed to have more control over the situation.
With that in mind, I grabbed her legs, one hand under each of her knees, and pushed her legs back, folding her in half and taking away her leverage. Now it was my turn to take control, to move forward at a pace that would keep me from coming too soon.
Shifting my hands up her legs until I was gripping Cindy’s ankles, I held her legs in place, folded back, her feet up next to her head. Leaning forward, I put my knees against the couch cushion just outside her ass and proceeded to pump her pussy with my cock.
I fucked Cindy at my own pace, constantly varying the depth and speed to keep her on her toes and also to avoid getting into a constant rhythm, which allowed me to stay short of my impending orgasm.
But the slow pace was bugging Cindy. She wanted hard and fast, and she let me know it.
“Come on,” she said. “Give it to me like you mean it. Like I need it. Pound that fucking pussy with your cock.”
Despite my misgivings, I found myself doing exactly what she’d asked, increasing the speed and intensity until I was hammering away at her pussy while she moaned and groaned and cursed under her breath in pure pleasure.
“Is this what you want?” I asked, staring down at her pretty face, our eyes locked together while I slammed my cock into her hard enough to make her entire body quiver. “Is this how you like it?”
Her eyes wide and her breath ragged, Cindy nodded.
“Tell me how much you like it,” I said. “I want to hear your voice while I’m fucking you.”
“I love it,” she said between gasping breaths. “I fucking love it when you pound my pussy.”
“More,” I said. “Keep talking.”
“I want you to give me everything you have,” she said. “I want you to break me in fucking half!”
The need in her voice combined with the physical sensation of hammering away at Cindy quite nearly took me over the edge. I had to switch things up again, and quickly, before it was too late.
After slamming my cock balls deep into Cindy and holding it there for a few seconds while she squirmed beneath me, I knew I only had a couple seconds before I was going to shoot my load. And I didn’t want that. Not yet. So I stood up, letting my cock slip out of her pussy.
Cindy laughed.
“Oh you think that’s funny, do you?” I asked, smiling back at her.
“I think it’s hilarious,” she said.
“You like pushing men to the edge, doesn’t it?”
“You’re damn right I do,” she said. “It’s fun to watch to you squirm as you try not to cum.”
“And of course, you don’t have that problem,” I said. “Because you can cum as many times as you want without being finished.”
“Exactly,” Cindy said, her grin wide and genuine.
I laughed under my breath and shook my head. “You’re a real piece of work, you know that?”
She raised her eyebrows and nodded her head. Yeah, she knew exactly what she was doing. I figured it was time to make her squirm a bit, to let her know what it felt like to be the one at the mercy of someone else.
Without another word, I climbed onto the couch until my feet were on the cushions, one on either side of Cindy’s body, my cock right in front of her face as I towered over her.
Using my body to keep her legs folded over and trapped against her side, I squatted down and slid my cock into Cindy’s mouth. Staring down at her, I fucked her face, giving her my entire cock, balls deep, pumping her five times before holding it in place, deep in her throat, while she remained helpless beneath me, her arms and legs trapped by my positioning atop her.
“How does that feel?” I asked mockingly. “How does it feel to be helpless beneath me while I ravage you with my cock?”
Cindy answered my question with a cough and a gag but I didn’t let up. “Take it,” I said. “Choke on my fucking cock.” I reached down and pinched her nose shut, effectively cutting off all her air.
Still trapped helplessly beneath me and with no recourse whatsoever, Cindy’s face started turning red. Her eyes were wide and filled with distress and she started to shake her head back and forth as much as her position would allow, doing everything she could to get away.
“It’s not so funny, now, is it?” I said, staring down at her while she continued to hack and cough. It wasn’t until her eyelids started to flutter that I pulled my cock out and climbed down off the couch.
Cindy gasped aloud and coughed, trying desperately to catch her breath but remained smiling the whole time. And her eyes were more excited than ever.
“You actually liked that, didn’t you,” I said as I stood over her, looking down at her sexy little body and laughing in amazement under my breath.
Cindy nodded vehemently. “I fucking loved it,” she said after she’d caught her breath.
“You truly are a dirty little fuckslut, aren’t you?”
Smiling widely, she nodded again.
“Then let’s give you what you want,” I said, picking her
up and flipping her over, putting her in the doggy position, her knees on the couch and her arms draped over the back of the couch. Her little ass was facing me, tempting me, her pussy at the perfect height for me to stick my cock into it while standing on the floor.
I pushed her legs together until her thighs were touching, then stepped forward and sidled up to her, my cock lying on top of her pale little ass.
“Are you ready to get fucked?” I said.
She turned to look back at me and nodded her head. “Give it to me,” she said. “Give me that huge cock of yours.”
So I did, grabbing ahold of my cock and smacking it against her ass a couple of times before sliding it into her pussy.
With my hands gripping her hips for balance, I slammed my cock in and out of Cindy’s pussy, giving it to her hard and fast right from the beginning. She was into it too, bucking her ass back opposite my pumps so our bodies were coming towards each other before hammering together with a wet slap.
We were in perfect rhythm, working together for maximum penetration as if we’d been fuck buddies for years instead of this being our first time together. I’d rarely experienced immediate chemistry like this before. We were perfectly compatible in bed, completely in synch with each other.
I was so confident that we were on the same wavelength that I pulled my hand back and slapped her on the ass without any warning. The room echoed with the sound of flesh upon flesh.
Cindy let out and excited little yelp and started breathing a little more quickly.
“You liked that, did you?” I asked, even though I knew the answer before I had even smacked her. But that didn’t mean I didn’t want to hear her say it.
“I fucking loved it,” she said. “Do it again,” she added, her voice full of desperation.
So I did, smacking her in the ass once again while continuing to pound away at her from behind.
“That’s what I’m talking about,” she said as I spanked her repeatedly, fucking her all the while. “Slap my ass harder. I’ve been a bad girl and I need to get punished.”
I slapped the same ass cheek until it was bright red, then moved on to the other one, giving it the same treatment. Once they were both the same color I switched things up. I stopped smacking her ass and grabbed a hold of her hair and gave it a strong tug, forcing her to arch her back and lift her chin towards the ceiling to alleviate the pressure.
