I'm still unsure of what happened. I vaguely remember her complaining about misery and how humanity was useless or something like that but when I came to, she was at my dick, stroking it for dear life and mumbling something like, "Just one more."
Suddenly I felt the pain. It was so sore. I cringed visibly but that didn't dissuade her. But both me and my dick know better than to deny our master and soon enough, I was at attention once more. She started to soak it with her tongue as I looked around to better understand the situation. Her thick thighs and modest chest were spattered with the translucent white lines of cum. Her nipples were bright red and puffy from constant attention and her breath was short and raspy. No doubt we'd been fucking for a while.
I was on my back on the couch, our clothes next to the coffee table. She adjusted her position and mounted me. She flinched as my hard-on slipped inside her. It was burning hot in there, but still so smooth and enticing. As she started to move, I became fully aware and started to recall. With a smile, I grabbed onto her hips and started thrusting up in time, rising into an arch with my heels and shoulder blades being the only contact with the couch.
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She had come home grumpy from work. Yeah, that's right. She was in a pretty nihilistic mood. Annoyed with the people she dealt with all day, her outlook was fairly dark. I smiled, nonetheless, knowing that once she'd puffed it all out, she'd feel better. But she didn't stop. She continued ranting for what seemed like hours. That's when I must've done it.
I pulled her close. She huffed and stood up, starting to walk into the kitchen. I stood behind her and grabbed her waist, holding her still. I leaned in, kissing her ear. She groaned and stood still, probably wanting to stay mad at the world.
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She shifted around into a reverse cowgirl position, grabbing the arm of the couch and riding hard. I let up and laid back, letting her work as I continued to piece together what happened from my passion-clouded head.
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I moved one hand to her breast, the other to the inside of her thigh as I nibbled on her earlobe. She grabbed my arms and leaned into me. I held her up as I continued to tease her. I slowly stepped backwards, guiding her along. I undid her pants as I moved down to her neck. She brushed her hair aside and then held my hands as I pulled her pants down. I sat down, letting her take them off the rest of the way and then sit on my lap. I leaned the both of us back as I tucked one hand under her shirt to continue massaging her breast and started to rub her through her panties with the other. Despite her bad mood coming home, she was obviously optimistic this morning, having worn her favorite silky bra.
She turned her head to kiss me as I undid the front latch, her breasts making an exaggerated movement to their relaxed position. I began teasing her nipple and pressing my other finger further under her panties but not quite into her. I could feel her starting to enjoy herself as she wriggled into a more comfortable position.
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She started arching backwards, orgasming for who knew how many times now. She looked back and must've seen it in my expression. I was about to blow but she sat up off of me and turned around, grasping my dick and stroking it slowly, easing me back.
"You're not going flat until I'm done. And trust me, I'm not done." she glared. I sat up, forcing her to turn around. I pushed her down over the arm of the couch and spread her legs slightly. She braced as I thrust into her, holding there while I closed her legs, straddling them and making her as tight as possible. I started to move back and forth and she almost squealed. I wanted to finish so badly, craving the final climax. I moved faster and faster, pounding so hard that her entire body convulsed.
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I finally dug my finger inside her causing her to inhale suddenly. I began pinching and tugging at her nipple, moving things forward at a quicker pace. She scooched up, struggling but eventually freeing my hard member from my jeans. I sat up just a bit, giving her easier access. In mere moments, she was soaked and I was ready to blow my first load. I moved both hands to her tits, playing with them gently at first but as I came, I got rougher. With her angle of stroking, I did so all over her waist and stomach. She groaned but only for a moment before it turned into a moan with me twisting her nipples ever so slightly. It ended with a sigh as she grabbed for my dick again. I readied myself and with near perfect timing, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down along my body as she pulled it up, thrusting her onto it. She waited a moment, probably annoyed, before she sat up and started to grind her ass on me.
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I pounded harder and harder, holding back as best as I could. She began letting out a long and pitch-varied moan. Her knuckles were turning white as she held onto the couch for dear life. I was tiring out but I only had to keep going just a little bit longer. Her moan ended in almost a quiet, primal yell as I pushed one final time, driving her forward as much as I could, nearly pushing her, and in turn me, off the side of the couch. She went limp as I came for the last time, or at least I think I did. I leaned over her, scooping her up and laying us both on my back across the couch. We were both out of breath, sweaty and sore but she was content. After a while, she rolled over and kissed me with a big smile as I started to count how many times we did it. Before I could consider a final tally, we both dozed off.
Suddenly I felt the pain. It was so sore. I cringed visibly but that didn't dissuade her. But both me and my dick know better than to deny our master and soon enough, I was at attention once more. She started to soak it with her tongue as I looked around to better understand the situation. Her thick thighs and modest chest were spattered with the translucent white lines of cum. Her nipples were bright red and puffy from constant attention and her breath was short and raspy. No doubt we'd been fucking for a while.
I was on my back on the couch, our clothes next to the coffee table. She adjusted her position and mounted me. She flinched as my hard-on slipped inside her. It was burning hot in there, but still so smooth and enticing. As she started to move, I became fully aware and started to recall. With a smile, I grabbed onto her hips and started thrusting up in time, rising into an arch with my heels and shoulder blades being the only contact with the couch.
-------------------+++++++++++++----------------------
She had come home grumpy from work. Yeah, that's right. She was in a pretty nihilistic mood. Annoyed with the people she dealt with all day, her outlook was fairly dark. I smiled, nonetheless, knowing that once she'd puffed it all out, she'd feel better. But she didn't stop. She continued ranting for what seemed like hours. That's when I must've done it.
I pulled her close. She huffed and stood up, starting to walk into the kitchen. I stood behind her and grabbed her waist, holding her still. I leaned in, kissing her ear. She groaned and stood still, probably wanting to stay mad at the world.
---------------------------------------------------------------
She shifted around into a reverse cowgirl position, grabbing the arm of the couch and riding hard. I let up and laid back, letting her work as I continued to piece together what happened from my passion-clouded head.
-------------------+++++++++++++----------------------
I moved one hand to her breast, the other to the inside of her thigh as I nibbled on her earlobe. She grabbed my arms and leaned into me. I held her up as I continued to tease her. I slowly stepped backwards, guiding her along. I undid her pants as I moved down to her neck. She brushed her hair aside and then held my hands as I pulled her pants down. I sat down, letting her take them off the rest of the way and then sit on my lap. I leaned the both of us back as I tucked one hand under her shirt to continue massaging her breast and started to rub her through her panties with the other. Despite her bad mood coming home, she was obviously optimistic this morning, having worn her favorite silky bra.
She turned her head to kiss me as I undid the front latch, her breasts making an exaggerated movement to their relaxed position. I began teasing her nipple and pressing my other finger further under her panties but not quite into her. I could feel her starting to enjoy herself as she wriggled into a more comfortable position.
---------------------------------------------------------------
She started arching backwards, orgasming for who knew how many times now. She looked back and must've seen it in my expression. I was about to blow but she sat up off of me and turned around, grasping my dick and stroking it slowly, easing me back.
"You're not going flat until I'm done. And trust me, I'm not done." she glared. I sat up, forcing her to turn around. I pushed her down over the arm of the couch and spread her legs slightly. She braced as I thrust into her, holding there while I closed her legs, straddling them and making her as tight as possible. I started to move back and forth and she almost squealed. I wanted to finish so badly, craving the final climax. I moved faster and faster, pounding so hard that her entire body convulsed.
-------------------+++++++++++++----------------------
I finally dug my finger inside her causing her to inhale suddenly. I began pinching and tugging at her nipple, moving things forward at a quicker pace. She scooched up, struggling but eventually freeing my hard member from my jeans. I sat up just a bit, giving her easier access. In mere moments, she was soaked and I was ready to blow my first load. I moved both hands to her tits, playing with them gently at first but as I came, I got rougher. With her angle of stroking, I did so all over her waist and stomach. She groaned but only for a moment before it turned into a moan with me twisting her nipples ever so slightly. It ended with a sigh as she grabbed for my dick again. I readied myself and with near perfect timing, grabbed her shoulders and pushed her down along my body as she pulled it up, thrusting her onto it. She waited a moment, probably annoyed, before she sat up and started to grind her ass on me.
---------------------------------------------------------------
I pounded harder and harder, holding back as best as I could. She began letting out a long and pitch-varied moan. Her knuckles were turning white as she held onto the couch for dear life. I was tiring out but I only had to keep going just a little bit longer. Her moan ended in almost a quiet, primal yell as I pushed one final time, driving her forward as much as I could, nearly pushing her, and in turn me, off the side of the couch. She went limp as I came for the last time, or at least I think I did. I leaned over her, scooping her up and laying us both on my back across the couch. We were both out of breath, sweaty and sore but she was content. After a while, she rolled over and kissed me with a big smile as I started to count how many times we did it. Before I could consider a final tally, we both dozed off.
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