by Alexis Angel
His cock buries itself so deep inside my pussy that I find the strength to scream again. Thrusting fast and hard, he allows one hand to go around my waist and, finding my clit, he presses down on it with his fingers. Stroking it as he fucks me, he drives me all the way up pleasure’s lane, ecstasy crackling under my skin and scorching my brain.
Taking a deep breath, I start moving again, swaying my body back and forth as Jake pounds into me. His thighs slap my ass over and over again, the sound of our skin slapping together the most erotic sound I've ever heard in my life. A smile sweeps over my face as I surrender to perfect lust of the moment, every nerve ending on my body completely overtaken by the sweetest pleasure ever. His cock is so thick that it pushes back my inner walls, a burning sensation taking over my pussy each time Jake thrusts and slams his cock all the way into me.
“Fuck me so hard, please, fuck me as hard as you can, Jacob!” I beg him, desperate for him to give me every last inch of that cock as much and as hard as he can. There’s something about him that just grabs everything that I am and turns it upside down, coating all my dominance with deep layers of a submissive craving for his cock.
“Anything you ask, Layla,” he groans, and then starts fucking me so fast that I can’t even tell anymore when his cock is sliding in or sliding out. All I know is that ecstasy rages through my veins, burning them and consuming all of me. Even my soul feels like it’s on fire.
His thrusts are so vicious that I end up falling forward, my arms sprawled in front of me as I press my face against the leather seat. He’s still grabbing me by the waist though, keeping my ass up as he demolishes my pussy. I love being his to fuck, any way that he sees fit, as hard as he wants, and I'm pushing back against him with all my might so that he fucks me as deep and as hard as he can.
Unable to move or even make a sound, I just surrender to his thrusts and let that electric storm take over every single inch of my body. My muscles feel as heavy as concrete, my heart feels as small as a dime, and even my lungs are kicking and punching against my ribcage as if they want to escape my body. Even my brain has turned into something wild and ferocious, completely out of control as it devours the onslaught of sensations that flood it.
“Fuck,” I hiss, closing my eyes as I feel my insides clenching. My inner walls clamp around Jake's cock, and knowing that I'm so close to coming, he drags his fingers over my clit.
“My cock is throbbing for you, Layla. I love fucking you so much,” Jake growls.
His words set my body on fire, making my whole body light up with need even more. The pleasure shooting through my body makes me clamp around his cock as hard as I can, desperate to milk every last drop of pleasure from him as fast as I can.
"I love feeling you come," Jake continues, and I can barely breathe at his words...and at how hard wave after wave of pleasure overtakes me. My body unravels, as an orgasm of extreme proportions streams out of me, superseding all the other lust that was coursing through me with a supernova of desire burning up every part of my being.
Passengers in other cars are just going about their regular commutes and they have no idea what we're doing. None of them can see us, we’re invisible to everyone, lost in our own pleasure and the reality of the secrecy just turns me on. It’s just Jake and me, and the rest of the world doesn’t even exist. We've been caught, we can fuck and be seen...but right now I'm not sharing, and that's just as hot.
I might as well admit that fucking Jake is always hot to me, that no matter what's happening, if he's making me come, I'm in for one of the best experiences of my life.
Jake pulls his cock from my pussy and I drop instantly to my knees before him, eager to taste my pussy on his cock—and his orgasm when it comes.
I lick the side of his shaft until I reach its roots. Going further down, I kiss his balls, sucking one in; it pops into my mouth easily, and I roll it over my tongue, my lips not allowing it to escape. I want to taste every last drop of my pussy that’s all over him, and I'm tasting him, too. When I finally let it go free, I turn my attention to the other one, lapping at it with my tongue before sucking it in. They’re massive and heavy holding all his delicious cum inside of them...
I just can’t help but open my mouth as wide as I can, taking both of his balls inside of me. I suck on them hard before I finally turn my attention to his shaft. I slide my tongue in a straight upward line, stopping for a heartbeat on his tip, lapping at it with my tongue and just sucking his glans with my eager lips. I hear him grunt slightly, and the sound of it sends shivers up and down my spine.
He starts thrusting wildly now, and my mouth is open wide as his cock slides in and out of me. It’s so perfect that there’s no other way to put this: he’s fucking my mouth, and it feels fucking amazing.
“Fuck…” he grunts suddenly, his pace winding down. He’s close to coming, and he’s trying to resist the urge to do it...Well, it’s not his call because, one, I know he doesn't need to hold back, and two, I'm going to taste his cum when I want to. He said I was making up his lost gym time, but this workout isn't just about him.
“Come for me, baby...Just do it…” I whisper, taking his cock out of my mouth just to get the words out. I dive onto it again, and even though he’s pulling his hips back, trying to get his cock out of me, I accompany his motion and push my mouth even further down. Grabbing his cock by the base tightly, I start sucking with as much effort as I can manage, bobbing my head back and forth as if my life depended on it. It doesn’t take long for his cock to start pulsing against the inner side of my cheeks, and knowing that he’s close, I push through the pain on my neck and keep going as hard as humanly possible.
“Fuck!” he groans, this time louder. His fingers curl against my scalp, and with one mighty thrust, he comes into my mouth. It’s warm and salty, and as it gushes in a torrent over my tongue, I can feel my skin prickling. I remain still, his spasming cock inside of me as he shoots his seed, filling my mouth until it can’t hold anything else, both with his cock and his cum.
When his fingers on my head relax, I start pulling off, tightening my lips around his cock on the way up. I look up at him then, making a grimace out of it as his cum is still filling my mouth; he’s breathing hard, but there’s a grin of satisfaction on his face.
Still looking him in the eyes, I open my mouth, showing him all of the cum I have in my mouth. His face lights up with a devious grin and he takes my hand in his, pulling me up and into him. I love when he handles me like this, moving me around like a sex object...which hole will he stick his cock in next? How hard am I going to come? Where is he going to come all over me? I don't so much care the answer to any of those questions since just about anything could be the answer, and I like not knowing exactly how I'm getting off with him next, just that I'm going to and it’s going to be incredible.
As soon as I’m at his level, I lean forward and press my mouth against his, parting my lips and letting his tongue in. I feel his cum starting to drip down my chin as we kiss, and I don't mind that we're making a mess. In fact, I like the mess, and I know Jake does, too, based on how he reacts. He sucks on my tongue, and then rolls his inside of my mouth, stealing back all of his cum. The moment he pulls back from me, I wipe my chin with the back of my hand, swallowing whatever’s left inside of my mouth. Grinning, he does the same, his Adam’s apple moving up and down as his own fluids go down his throat. I love that Jake is such a sexual being. We share our bodies, we share our cum, and we both love every minute of it.
His mouth goes to my nipples now, licking over them and then sucking as much of my tits into his mouth, one after the other, that he can fit. It turns out that's quite a bit and my eyes roll back in my head at the sensation, my whole body gravitating toward him as his mouth overtakes me. I run my hands through my hair, needing to stretch out my arms and just feel what he's doing to me.
And just then he flips me over and I'm almost in shock at the quick movement, but then again, Jake always keeps me guessing as to what's coming nex
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I jut my ass back at Jake and start thrusting back in his direction. He grabs my hips and starts pounding me. He just goes all in right from the start, his whole cock sliding in and out of me so fast my breathing goes ragged. My hands on my body drive me higher and higher towards pleasure, making me ache more for everything his perfect body has to offer.
"Fuck, that feels so good," I cry out. My voice quivering as Jake fucks me senselessly, my moans trying to turn into screams but the sounds pent up within me. The screams trapped inside my body travel all the way to my brain, almost making me explode.
“You’re going to come,” he says, slapping my ass with the back of his hand. “And you’re going to come hard.”
“Make me, Jacob,” I reply, rocking my backside against him with the same brashness he’s pounding into me; no more than thirty seconds and I go from my hands to my elbows, hair falling down on my shoulders as I feel the thunder of climax drawing close.
Sweet pleasure courses through my veins, but I don’t stop. Somehow, I think that Jake’s insatiable hunger is rubbing off on me. I am normally a pretty horny gal but he just makes me even hornier to the point where I'm an animal driven purely by lust and instinct and I'm only acting in a way that will get me fucked more and make sure that I come harder. I push past all my limits and continue thrusting back at him until I can feel an ungodly pressure mounting inside of me; if I don’t come soon, I’m going to really explode. But before I can come, he laces his arms around my waist and pulls me back.
Still with his cock in me, he lies down on the seat as I roll into a sitting position over his cock, my back turned to him. I let the orgasm come then, grabbing Jake’s ankles while I sway my hips back and forth, left and right, all over his cock. Electricity and flames devour me, but I don’t stop. I can’t stop. Only when my body becomes completely spent will I do it, and only because I won’t be physically capable of carrying on.
“So good…” I moan, not even knowing if my heart's still beating. “I want more.” Instead of swaying my hips, I stop doing that and prepare to use what little energy still remains inside of me. I start jumping on his cock, and I do it hard. He’s cupping my ass as I go, and I lean just a bit forward, slightly bending his cock down and imagining the pressure he’s feeling right now.
“Fuck,” he exhales sharply, slapping my ass again.
His whole body becomes rock solid and I can’t help but jump on him with all the strength that I have in me. Suddenly, he hooks his fingers on my waist and pulls me down hard onto him. I sit on his cock and he is so deep inside of me that I almost black out from the sensation.
Suddenly, I’m out of my mind with ecstasy.
Pleasure rages through me in a way I’ve never felt before, utterly consuming my mind. I’m high on sex; I’m high on Jake. And as his cock spasms again, his load shooting deep into me, I moan so hard that my voice starts to disappear, my throat going hoarse and scratchy from just how much the pleasure is ripping through me. He keeps coming for a long while, the seconds ticking away as a torrent of cum takes hold of me.
Only when he becomes still do I roll to the side and lay back against the seat, my limbs sprawled. I didn’t even notice it, but I’m covered in sweat, locks of hair plastered to my face. I want to speak, I want to move, but there’s not a single reserve of energy inside of me. I gave it my all, and in return, I’ve been sacrificed at the altar of pleasure.
Jake turns to me and kisses me on the cheek.
“Just lay back...I’ll take care of you.”
“Yes...” I nod, Jake’s lips traveling down my neck. His mouth hikes down between my breasts and over my stomach, only stopping when he has his head right between my legs. Tenderly, he starts licking my folds, taking care of the cum that’s dripping down my thighs. Pushing his mouth into me, he sucks my folds in, wrapping his lips around them and taking in every single drop of cum I have on my pussy. I remember that this is us fucking first thing in the morning…but I think about the level of shower I need after how hard we just fucked. I can’t say I’m bothered by that—when Jake and I fuck, we hold nothing back. We go all out. I come so hard I might black out, and that’s not the kind of thing that a girl just trades in.
I think Jake feels like we’re in a good place, judging by the excellent job he’s doing licking up every drop of what’s left of our fun. After he is done licking, I feel like his tongue has almost prepared me for another round, but I think that way leads to something other than a workday, and we will have to get some work done at some point.
Satisfied with the job he’s done, Jake sits up, lying back with his body pressed against mine. “There...much better now,” he whispers, smiling at me. I run one lazy finger over his lips, an errant drop of cum still hanging there.
“Yes...much better.” With him, everything’s better. I can’t believe how incredible fucking Jake feels.
"I'm not done with you, actually," Jake says with a laugh.
"Oh my God!" I cry out. I start laughing too.
"Oh, are you not up for it?" Jake taunts me, and he knows that he's got me now.
I turn to look at him over my shoulder. "Jacob, I could never get enough of you fucking me, and you know it," I say, and I push my ass up.
His fingers hook into my thighs and his cock is buried deep inside me before I even have to time to think about it.
And what is there to think about it? I need him to fuck me until neither one of us has energy anymore...and then I need him to fuck me some more. I seriously don't think I could ever get enough of him fucking me. We don't know how to do quick, slow, gentle, or simple. We do throat-rending, pussy-exploding, cum-covered bodies kinds of sex that makes you break out into a sweat when you think about it later.
His cock thrusts into me harder, slamming into me with an energy that makes it feel like it could be our first time fucking, not his cock driving home inside me again for another time.
His thrusts are completely obliterating me, my pussy spasming around his thickness as he goes in and out. Can you die of too much pleasure? I’m about find out.
I feel nothing, absolutely nothing but the constant ramming of his cock. It goes in and out at a manic steady pace, throbbing and pushing back my inner walls. When he’s in deep, I’m sure there isn’t a fraction of an inch inside my pussy that isn’t filled by his massive cock. He only has to make it twitch inside of me to draw a violent moan out of my lips. My body seems to have a secret valve of sound just for expressing how good it feels when Jake fucks me.
Can he even go any deeper? I wonder as he slams harder and harder into me, and my pussy aches for more. No matter how much he fucks me, I'll always want more. I find myself trying to get him deeper, so I open my hands and put them to my side, pushing back with my ass and lifting it up. Jake eases his pressure on me, leaning back as I go from laying down to being on all fours. He slaps my ass hard with the back of his hand, grabbing my ass as he thrusts his hips forward and restarts his assault.
“Fuck!” I growl out. “It’s so, so fucking good.” I'm panting now and unable to contain just how intensely the way he's fucking me is affecting me.
I want him to go harder but, even before I have the chance to beg him for that, he leans forward and starts pounding into me with so much force I reach to grab the edge of the leather seat, as if that’s going to help me when this man pounds his cock into me so damn hard that I almost forget my name. Amazing, though, is that that I can't forget his name, my body repeating it like a prayer as it tries to escape my lips. "Jacob, fuck," I finally manage in a whispering moan.
Two slow and deep thrusts, and I let out a scream so loud that I think people on the other side of the world heard it and my voice comes back. I jut my ass back into him as needles of pleasure stab each square inch of my body, like fireworks going off underneath my skin and lighting up my mind.
“I want you to come…” I purr. “I want you to come inside of me, Jacob…”
He leans into me, his lips against my ear. “I wil
l,” he whispers, pulling his cock out and making me roll over on the leather seats. Without allowing me even a second to reel from the orgasm, he grabs my legs and puts them over his shoulders. I bend like a willow tree as he sheaths his cock inside of me, its tip hitting that sweet spot of complete destruction. I scream as he goes back and hits it again, my limbs jerking erratically as if I’m being tasered.
“Don’t stop! DON’T STOP!” I scream at the top of my lungs, my voice bouncing back on the walls and filling the limo as he keeps hitting that tiny and yet so powerful spot inside of me that so much pleasure hinges on and probably has its own zip code just for Jake. He fucks me so well and always pleases every spot of me. My whole body trembles as he grabs my legs and leans with his whole body into me, his cock tightly pressed inside of me and completely demolishing me. I want him to desecrate my rational mind and envelope me with the lust that only his cock creates in me. Jake takes me to a primal place of need that I don't ever want to leave.
I come so violently that even though my eyes are open I can’t see. I don't need to; fireworks go off under my skin and waves of pleasure erupt like a series of shocks shooting through my entire nervous system. I cry out in pleasure as his cock jerks and gushes a river of cum inside me, the hot and sticky fluid that I crave filling me up so perfectly. Jake's fingers hold my thighs so tightly that I'm imagining his fingers burning hot on my skin there.
I close my eyes, bells ringing in my ears. Am I dead? Is this heaven? His cum drips down my legs like an endless stream, warm and delicious as it slides down my skin. I don’t know if I’m still alive, but this must be heaven.
My whole body, as well as my mind, is numb. I can’t feel a thing, aside from the pleasure that burns in my veins like a drug, of course.
