You squeeze my cock as I thrust into you and we hold right there. Groaning. Legs only held up by me. Your whole body needs rest but you need me to cum for you first. You need my cum. You shake and quiver. I haven't moved inside you for two minutes. You can feel my pulse through my cock. With every second it thickens and thins deep in you. You can feel the head of my cock. You need my cum. Pushing yourself up, sighing as you move forward and off me. You turn onto your back and beckon me to you. I press myself against your clit again. You take me by the hand. Just able to get your hand around me. Flat on your back with one leg up in the air you move my cock up and down in your slit. Not wanting to be fucked just yet. Up and down. Up and down. I start suckling on your nipples. My hands over your body. Everywhere I touch feels like fire. And then you move me down. Pressing me against your arse. The first inch in and you sigh. It's painful but so good. You love having me in your arse. I push myself off the floor, leaning over you. Water dripping off me splashing onto you. Smiling at you as I start to move. Half an inch out. Then an inch in. Working up just half an inch at a time. You've got two fingers on your clit. You're going to cum as I fuck your arse. Three inches in you. One of your legs wraps around me. The other. I pull all the way out and then three inches in. Holding there. Kissing you. Your legs tighten around me and pull me into you. Screaming. Not with pain. But with pleasure, as I fill your arse. Rocking on you. Your legs holding me deep in you. Not wanting to let go. Not daring to let go. My lips work from your tits up your neck. Whispering in your ear that I'm going to cum in your arse. Kissing my way to your lips. Holding myself up on my elbows. You tell me to keep going and not stop until I cum.
Your legs loosen their grip. One of your arms is around my neck, pulling me down to you. The other is across your body. Letting your fingers work over your clit. I pull halfway out and thrust in. Again. Again. Further out and deeper in. Every single time. My hands holding your head firmly in place below mine. Your eyes roll back in your head as you feel me filling your arse. Again. Again. Again. Again. Pulling almost the whole way out now. And then driving deep into you. Not fast. But insistent. Letting you feel every inch of me filling you with every thrust. Your body needs rest. You need my cum. You need us to roll over and be done. But you need my cum. You move on of your legs under me and onto my shoulder. Feeling me push deeper. You groan. You can't distinguish the orgasms anymore. You just ride the next wave. You feel my cock swell with that thrust. Am I close? Looking up at me. At the concentration on my face, you can't tell. Again. My cock flexing and pulsing as I push into you. It's definitely there. You groan. Tuning your playing with your clit. Wanting us to cum together. Another thrust. And I pull out again. Leaning down this time as I push into you. We kiss. Tongues fighting one another. Teeth clashing together. You couldn't care less. You have earned my cum and you will have it. But the intensity of the kiss combined with your arse being taken by me... You cum. A distinct peak for once. The wave of it overpowering you. You groan and scream into my mouth. Almost disappointed at not cumming with me. But then you feel it. You feel me pulse again in you as I pull out. And then thrusting deep into your tight arse again... Your ride the second wave of this orgasm. Pulling out and deep in again. And then you feel it. My hot cum shooting into your tight arse. Kissing your neck. Gibbering insensibly as my whole body shakes as spurt after thick spurt of my cum floods you. You can't play with your clit anymore. You pull me into you with your arms and squeeze my cock tight as we cum together. One more thrust. And I collapse on top of you. You naked under me in the shower. Arse squeezing me. One leg up on my shoulders the other lamely trying to pull me into you.
We stay exactly as we are for who knows how long. Until I roll off you. Kneeling at your side. Throwing your arms around me and lifting you up. You're asleep in my arms. You're barely aware of the sound of crashing water stopping. You're laid down onto something soft and warm. The sofa. There's a towel draped over it. Curling up in a ball. A towel starts rubbing over you. Stretching and then relaxing, you move so your head is on my lap. And you half listen as I babble some nonsense into the phone. My spare hand resting on your stomach. You can hear the thrumming of my pulse in my leg as you drift deeper and deeper to sleep.
It's 2200 on the first day of a long weekend. We've got days more to go.