by Jade White
He loved the feeling of her soft lips against his cock and she could feel it in his movements. His body started to get tense and she could tell he liked it more than anything else. She could tell he wanted more from it and as she stuck out her tongue and licked its head, she could hear him gasping and moaning.
Taking his cock into her mouth, she wrapped her lips around his warm, hard shaft and began to lick him, working her head back and forth as he moaned and ran his fingers through her hair, grunting as she gave him everything he was secretly wanting. She knew he wanted her to play with his long, fat cock and she wanted it inside of her. She wanted him nice and wet for when she was going to lick him and play with him. This was paradise for him as he gasped and moaned, his thrusts getting harder and more powerful.
“You have to stop,” he warned her, knowing that she was bringing him to the very brink of exploding. “You have to hold off.”
She smiled as he reached down and scooped her up in his strong arms and carried her over to his white, plush couch and tossed her down on the cushions, naked and ready for him. He looked at her for a moment, taking her in as he looked at her, naked and beckoning him. He dropped down onto his knees in front of her and took hold of her legs, spreading her wide and looking at her pussy as he reached down and spread her lips.
Oh God, she wanted him to lick her. She loved it when he licked her. He leaned in and kissed her clit, taking it between his lips and nibbling softly onto it and she moaned and worked her hips. She liked the feeling of him inside of her and she wanted more from him. She wanted him to really work at her and give her everything she wanted.
Yes, this was everything she needed. She felt herself moaning and rocking her hips, begging his face for more and more as his tongue circled her clit, rubbing her harder and faster. She felt it roiling up inside of her and she moaned as he would switch it up, always keeping her on her toes as he played with her. He wanted her to keep guessing where he was coming from and how he was going to get her.
She ran her fingers through his hair, keeping his head close to her as she rocked her hips, begging for him to take her to that sweet bliss waiting for her. She had never felt so great as she did when he was licking her. She wanted more and more from him, begging for him to keep playing with her. She continued moaning and rocking her hips, feeling his tongue pressing harder and harder against her clit.
He slipped his fingers into her pussy and she moaned, feeling his attack coming from two fronts and unlike Gus, she wanted him to bring her to climax. It was the unwritten benefit of being a woman – she could have multiple orgasms and one orgasm would set him back for several minutes.
She took it in and she was more than willing to enjoy it. She loved the feeling of his tongue inside of her and she moaned, louder and louder. She pinched her eyes shut and began to arch her back, feeling the swelling power inside of her of the second orgasm of the night.
“Yes!” She moaned louder for him. When she began to buck, screaming out his name, the orgasm washed over her, crippling her with pleasure and delights beyond her wildest dreams. This was everything she wanted from him. This was everything she imagined it would be.
He was the best lover she could have asked for. There was nothing more exciting than this. She screamed at the top of her lungs, shuddering at the feeling.
Forcing him onto his back, she threw him down on the floor and didn’t waste any time with him. She climbed on top of him, straddling his stomach and pushing herself up so that she could guide his cock into her soaking pussy. He understood what was happening and he actively worked to make sure she was given proper access to his cock. He ran his hands down her thighs, tickling the insides of them as she pressed the tip of his cock against the mouth of her pussy.
She shuddered at the feeling of him slipping inside of her and she was slowly beginning to realize that there was never going to be a cock quite like this and that no one else was going to get to experience what she was getting to experience.
She moaned and shuddered, thinking about what it was like to take him inside of her. He pushed deeper and deeper inside of her and as his cock slipped inside of her soaked pussy, she could feel it pushing her out in every direction. She had never felt so expanded before.
Blazing hot and as hard as iron, she rode his cock, moaning and rocking back and forth as she took him inside of her, fucking her harder and harder as he forced his cock into her, digging deep as she bounced on top of him.
She would stop every now and then to ride him, rocking back and forth and playing with his cock as he rotated her hips, circling around him and making him moan in euphoria at the sensations she was giving him.
There was nothing quite as wonderful as this and she knew he was never going to experience anything quite like her for the rest of his days. She loved the feeling of him inside of her and she kept going with it. However, when the orgasm started to come, she was certain that he would be cumming inside of her shortly.
She felt the white light inside of her swelling and building as she screamed and moaned, arching her back and feeling his hands reaching up and clamping down on her bouncing breasts. They were too delectable for him to ignore and he groped at them, digging his fingers in as she bounced and moaned, shuddering as the orgasm erupted from her pussy, spreading out and making her want to shatter in every aspect.
She knew it wouldn’t be long before he was hitting his peak as well and she crumpled onto him, lifting herself up a little so that he could thrust into her, ramming her hard and letting his cock dig deep inside of her. She loved the feeling and moaned, screaming as the vibrations in her pussy became more and more powerful.
There was nothing more she could do for him. She felt absolutely crippled by this third orgasm and the fact that he kept fucking her more and more, harder and harder, wasn’t helping her. She felt like the orgasm was swelling to a powerful dimension of pleasure she had never experienced before.
It was like he was ripping her apart and there was nothing she could do to recover from it. It was the most powerful experience she had felt before in her life. This orgasm was a swelling, growing experience that was making her want to scream and get off him as quickly as possible. Why wasn’t he hitting his orgasm yet? She had brought him so close with the blow job that she expected he would have been done well before now. The fact that he was still going horrified her. How much longer? She wasn’t going to be able to handle it. But, at the same time, it felt so good, she didn’t want him to stop.
“Aren’t you done yet?” she gasped in surprise.
“I’m just getting warmed up,” he said to her with a voice that was calm and daring.
She didn’t know what she was going to do. She couldn’t handle a stamina quite like this. She moaned and gasped at the feeling of his cock inside of her and she pulled off him, trying to climb back onto the couch. If they were going to keep doing this, then she was going to need to change up the position.
Before she could climb onto the couch, she felt him catch her and she laughed, feeling too sensitive to let him touch her. There was something powerful in his fingertips that felt like explosions rippling all across her skin and all across her body. She felt him spread her legs and before she could do anything, she knew he was going to come for her again and she was going to have to prepare.
She tried her hardest to quiet her mind and to find some sort of center for calm and peace, but there was only the static lust running through her mind over and over again. She wanted to be here for him and as she felt the tip of his cock pressing against the mouth of her pussy again, it felt like jolts of electricity were running all over her naked body as she moaned. He dug in deep, ramming his cock deep inside of her as he fucked her pussy from behind.
Even with her body feeling so sensitive, he was still a compassionate lover, reading her body and making sure he wasn’t hurting her. She loved that he was so sensitive as he leaned over her back and cupped her breasts as they swayed with the rhythm of their bodies. She moaned an
d rocked with him, trying her hardest not to scream out in delight and euphoria.
She didn’t want him to panic and give up on her. She wanted him to finish.
Before Gus, Tiffany had never really been a fan of doggy style, feeling like it was the worst position for the woman. It was too close to anal, which she hated and it didn’t let her get to look the man she was fucking in the face. She thought if he was going to fuck her, she should at least get the pleasure of looking at his crafted and sculpted body.
But, when Gus did it to her, there was something primal and powerful in the animalistic style that rocked her body. With each thrust and each time his hips pounded against her ass, she felt like her whole body was calling out to it, begging for more. She moaned and reached down between her legs, rubbing her clit and heightening the experience.
She didn’t need to, but something about it magnified the experience and the pleasure ripping through her at the moment. She could feel the enormous, previous orgasm beginning to collapse in on itself and coming up on the next. She tried to remember the last time she had experienced four orgasms in one night and she couldn’t remember.
His cock was magical and powerful. Inside of her, there was plenty that she didn’t know what to do with. It was like it was speaking to her on a primordial level, reminding her that there were more powerful things than her in the world and it made her feel like she was answering the call of the wild.
There was something happening here, something powerful and magical that shouldn’t be ignored. She moaned and closed her eyes, pinching them shut as she arched her back, his hands running over the arch of her spine, touching her with a sort of grace and mystified pleasure as he kept ramming her harder and harder.
She moaned and screamed at the top of her lungs, wishing he would pull her hair and make her whole body scream out. How was he doing this? Her whole body felt like it was filled with light and power, like there was magic flowing through her with his cock inside of her.
While she screamed with her eyes closed, her whole body swaying and rocking with the power of his cock ramming inside of her, she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what she was going to do after this moment. When the orgasm came again, she was done for. There was nothing more inside of her. She collapsed naked against the sofa, his cock slamming into her one last time and releasing everything inside of her.
He moaned and shuddered, finally done with the act of sex that had been more powerful than anything she had experienced before.
They both collapsed onto the floor, exhausted from the fuck they had just shared. Her whole body felt like it had been hit by a truck and she looked at him, watching the glimmer of sweat on his skin and smiled at him. This was the kind of fun workout she could get onboard with.
This was the kind of workout they were going to have to have more often. After all, she wanted to make sure she stayed in shape through the pregnancy. She closed her eyes and thought about everything she had experienced. She wanted to have this kind of religious, holy experience again and she wanted it soon.
She was developing a sexual addiction to him and there was no other way to explain it. She stood up and helped him up as well, going to the bathroom and thinking about it as she cleaned herself up.
She didn’t bother getting dressed and neither of them worried about picking up their clothes. All they wanted to do was wrap up in each other’s arms and just lay in bed. They wanted to spend these next few moments together and remember that they were in love with each other. She wanted to have moments like these for the rest of their lives, but she knew this was undoubtedly a sort of special occasion.
They lay in bed together, looking at the sparkle and the shine of the ring that was on her finger. There was something extremely hot about having sex with a man who she was engaged to. She loved the idea of knowing she had marked him as her own and that soon, there would be a ring just like this one on his finger.
She was going to relish the sight and make sure he wanted her for the rest of her life. She wasn’t going to be a mother who let herself slip. She wanted to be a mother all the other fathers looked at and drooled over. She wanted him to lust after only her and never wander from her.
They wrapped up in each other’s arms and lay in his enormous, soft bed, dreaming about what life was going to be like, talking and kissing while they shared this brief moment of pure joy and bliss. Right now, she felt like nothing could go wrong in her life and she was certain they were on the road to pure happiness for the rest of their days. All they had to do was survive the coming experience of setting up a wedding and finding out how they were going to make it all work. Just the thought of it right now was stressing her out. Soon, she was going to have to tell her friends.
That was going to be an experience in and of itself.
Chapter Four:
It was several days before she was able to get everyone together. Between figuring out everybody’s plans and getting everybody together to the same spot, it turned out to be a large chore. She wasn’t sure how she was going to do it, but after sufficient amount of discussion and guilting people, she figured out how to get everybody in one place.
The fact that she was pregnant came in handy, a lot. While most people would consider that fighting dirty, she figured it was an advantage she needed to use in social situations right now. It was just one of the many benefits of having a little person growing inside of her.
She wanted to tell them all at the same time, not wanting to have to spread it out and risk the possibility of people figuring it out one by one.
She didn’t want anybody to find out through the grapevine. Of course, she called her parents first and told them everything she had to say. They were overly excited for her, saying that they were eager to come out and meet the man who was going to marry her.
She never had an extremely close relationship with her parents, but she wanted them to be the first to know. The thought of other people knowing before her parents just felt wrong. Gus told her that his parents already knew, making her feel like she was already behind the curve.
They met at their usual spot, not wanting to make things too difficult for anyone. Specifically, Mark was the one who had a hard time with new places, at least finding them always turned out to be a problem. He always ended up in some different location, making them have to wait an hour to an hour and a half before he actually showed up.
So, she made things easy for them and they met at the bar. For once, she was the last one there. It was strange to be the last one to the bar, feeling like they were waiting for her and all eyes were on her when she arrived. She wanted to drag it out, wait and see how long until one of them figured out that she was engaged.
She sat down and casually greeted them, making sure that she didn’t make any sharp movements with her hand. She didn’t want to get too obvious. She wanted to make it just enough so they would figure it out eventually.
“Oh my God,” Caitlin shouted after she caught a glimpse of the shine on her friend’s finger. “Oh my God! Tiffany, there’s an engagement ring on your finger!”
She pointed at the ring like it might be a spider or some kind of insect that was going to crawl on the table and shoot venom at them. Mark and Joey both jumped at the sound of the exclamation and Tiffany laughed at her friend’s overly dramatic cry of disbelief.
“Yep,” she said with a smile on her face.
There was something triumphant about displaying her ring, something victorious and powerful that made her want to show off the ring even more. She wanted other people to see it and she wanted them to look at it in awe and wonder. It was truly the kind of ring she wanted everyone to appreciate and to admire. Without this ring, she knew she was just another person looking around for someone to love them and appreciate them.
“What happened? When did this happen?” Caitlin cried as she reached out and took Tiffany’s hand, looking at it with wonder struck appreciation.
It was the kind of look that made her feel l
ike she was the queen of the world. Somewhere deep inside of her, she knew this appreciation wasn’t always going to be so fresh. Some days she was going to pick up her ring, look at it and not feel anything truly special.
“Last week,” Tiffany said with a grin on her face. She looked at Mark who was full of questions, looking at the ring and wondering if this was the kind of thing that every man was expected to buy for their woman. “Gus proposed to me and it was the most amazing thing I have ever experienced. I don’t know how to tell you how amazing it was. I was floored and completely blown away by it.”
What followed was a breakdown of the events that led up to him proposing. She talked about how he had been trying to win her over and how he was eager to make her feel like he was going to make her happy. She wanted him to know she was into him and there was nothing she would do to let him go. Everything that happened at the restaurant made Caitlin want to swoon.
It made Joey look like he was going to throw up, not eager to come up with something that was going to top this for Caitlin if he ever decided to pop the question to the woman he was dating. As far as Mark was concerned, all he could think about was that Gus was going to be in his life for the foreseeable future. He liked the thought of Gus coming here and being with them from now on. Of course, Gus’s life kept him incredibly busy and he was certain he would be too busy to hang out with them often, but whenever he could, he would be here.
