Special Juices

After minutes of foreplay, he gets me ready. I’m hot, and so is he. We kiss, we touch each other. He quickly puts his hand down, down below, where life begins. He penetrates into my body with one finger, slowly and sensually flicking it in my warm insides.

With his free hand, he rubs my pussy, making sure to please me in everything. It turns pinkish, then redish, and he goes in with another finger. He starts to finger me faster, then sucks on my tit, bitting on my hard nipple then switching to the next, and my juices start to flow. Then, he knows its time.

He stands up and lifts my face, to look at him with my eyes full of desire. He strokes his cock gently then slams it into my mouth, grabs my head firmly and fucks my face, having me deepthroat his junk with force, and fast. Then he pauses, and pulls out to let me breathe for a few seconds. With force, he lifts me up, and throws me to the sofa. I am now on his property.

He continues the sex frenzy by taunting me slightly, slapping my wet pussy with his cock before putting it deep inside of me. I gasp for air after the quick, strong first thrust he made to make way into me. He continues grinding on me slowly, sensually, and I felt the heat as it overtakes my insides. I felt the juices coming up, eager to be released as the pleasure and heat on my vaginal area continues to increase. My legs squirm slightly as he continues to pound me, his thrusts becoming harder.

Then he pulls out to switch position. My vagina lets out a big shoot of warm juices, which land almost completely on his abdomen. He is wet and dripping now just like me. He smirks and lays down on the couch, then I lay down just next to him. He picks up his cock and penetrates me again from behind, then continues to pound me hard. With his free hand, he rubs my pussy to stimulate it even more. I start to moan and feel unable to control the situation, just giving into the pleasure.

He slows down for a little, but continues to thrust into me calmly. He grabs me by my neck and moves my head closer to his, then whispers in my ear:

“Do you want me to continue fuckign you?”

“Don’t stop” I said, moaning slightly.

He put his hand on my pussy again and started to rub it fast, then began to pound me harder and faster than before, just as I commanded. He pulled out for a few seconds to let my vagina breathe, a moment in which I squirted like a fountain once more.

He continued the motion, fucking me sensually. Then he pulled out, and I spread out my legs as he stood up, but he did not want to continue fucking me. He dragged me out of the sofa, and had me on the floor, kneeling before him. He grabbed my face and put his dick in my mouth, then started to fuck my face. He went on and on, while I rubbed and fingered my wet, red pussy. He continued to fuck my face until he came.

A large, sticky load was left inside my mouth as he moaned loudly, his legs shaking. I swallowed and immediately continued to suck on his dick, and he just looked in pleasure. He pulled out and left the room, probably to go shower. I just sat there by myself on the living room’s floor, continuing to slowly finger myself.

And that is how I like to be fucked.