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I woke around half past 4 am. It was still dark out and, not to my surprise, Allie's sexy little naked body draped over me had my dick already half-filled. I shook my head, still not believing this night. I thought about every kiss and hug and every moment inside of her, replaying it all and trying to will myself never to forget. And that's when it occurred to me, like a bolt of lightning in the dark...
Allie's camcorder on the dresser. In all the craziness of the last few hours, we'd completely forgotten the thing.
I slipped from underneath her, trying to move as carefully as possible but honestly, she was totally passed out. Her arm flopped to the bed in my absence and she didn't budge. I smiled down at her, and then at myself in the mirror, proud of my performance. Well, shit! I think I gave this dime-piece a serious fucking. I put my hand on my hips in satisfaction for no one to see.
The camera had gone into sleep mode. It looked like it had recorded itself to a low battery. I unplugged it and put on a pair of boxers making my way downstairs. I plugged it into the TV and took a seat, curious to see the show that we had put on together.
The image was really good, even in the low-light. There we were, tussling and wrestling and laughing and messing around. Fuck she looked small next to me! I thought the camera puts on 10 pounds. It looked like she had lost weight and I gained it - she looked even more petite. I was this inglorious mass of guy and she was this dainty little fairy of a girl. We looked totally absurd together on the bed, like there was no possible chance of our bodies working together. But looks can be deceiving, thankfully.
The camera angle was fucking bananas, the sound was incredible. I was only watching for maybe half a minute before having to fish my dick out at what I was seeing. On the screen I'm looking at myself fucking Allie mish. My back was glistening from sweat, her legs were spread nearly 180 degrees, and in the space between us there was this awesome view of where Allie and I were joined, me stuffed inside her, her pussy lips stretched tight as a rubber band around my thick shaft. My balls were tight against me, gently resting against her ass when I pushed in slow and deep. My hips were pushing and pulling my big boy in and out of her, her juices making the impossible possible, and her kitty was sucking the hell out of me, holding on for dear life. Her voice mewing like a kitten, and the sound of her as my dick kissed her insides reminded me again just how fucking hard I was and how much I had to try to keep from nutting.
My heart hurt that we hadn't gotten her unbelievable deep-throat on film. Honestly, I didn't get a good view of it myself and it was pretty hard to believe that she could have done it at all. My mind was split between planning to get her to do it again and trying to concentrate on my onscreen counterpart as Allie rode him up and down, bouncing on his cock like she was competing at a rodeo. I was so distracted that I started when I finally heard footsteps behind me.
I didn't even hear her come downstairs, I was so fucking into it. Her hand was on my dick before I knew it and she was staring at the screen like it was an Oscar worthy performance. For a second I thought I was high or something. Here she was sitting next to me jerking me up and down. Then I turn my neck to see her on her back on the screen taking the dick nice and deep. Her nipples were poking out of her t-shirt as she stared and I didn't even realize when I put my hand under her panties, tickling her clit and fed two fingers into a pussy that was so warm and wet that felt like it was in a monsoon season.
She was moaning gently, looking from the screen to me and back again when she whispered, "It's so hot...looking at you fuck me...You're really fucking me with... that big cock."
I kissed her neck trying to control my shit. Her palm and fingers were polishing my knob like heirloom silver and the talk wasn't making it easy. "That's your dick, baby," I whispered into her ear, before sucking on her lobe. "That's the dick that you get off on. That's the dick that spreads your little pussy nice and wide."
Her eyes closed as she listened to the last words, her cute panting face scrunching up in a sexy little grimace. Her face turned down and her eyes opened on my dick, standing at attention in her small grasp and she bent over. Her tongue came out of her mouth in time with her hot breath on my knob and I braced myself, holding onto the couch. But her tongue simply darted and swirled around my arrowhead for a moment - just long enough to get me glistening and make what she wanted easier.
Allie threw her leg over me and stared into my eyes. Her counterpart on the screen behind her was balling bloody murder as her lover gave her everything he had. Allie quietly kissed me on my mouth then on my cheek and reached down between us, cupping my balls before drawing her hand up along the length of me. My head fell back before coming up and her forehead was against mine as she lowered into her squat rubbing her pussy back and forth along the length of me and teasing my knob against her front and rear. A small bit of tension and my dick started to poke into her backdoor. It slipped the tiniest bit in before she rose again, taking my breath with her. A little moan of surprised pleasure escaped her lips as she denied us both. She bit her lip as she stared down at me - I could only hope she was saving that secret for later. She was still so wet and relaxed down there - it seemed like anything was possible...
The thought didn't last long. Because just a few seconds later, Allie raised herself in the crouch and aimed herself above me for her landing. My hands reflexively went beneath her tiny bottom steading her. She lowered herself in the perch; I felt the angle, the moment of breach when I ceased to be outside of her body. And then her legs and my hands worked together, letting her weight drop around me, like nightfall. She slowly gouged herself on my cock, head fallen back, biting her lip the whole descent. And when she finally hit bottom and I thought that I could breathe again, she simply reversed herself just as slowly.
A very loud 'Holy fuck!' was bouncing off the walls of my skull like an echo. My mouth hung open as she fucked me with all the urgency of waves crashing against the shore. Her nipples were so hard that they looked like they might cut little holes into the top that hung off one shoulder. My hands went from her hips to supporting her under her armpits, playing with her nipples through the shirt. They were so rigid that they barely budged, no matter how hard I tried flicking them back and forth. Up and down she went, with that insane, impassive look on her face, the two of us wordlessly suffering each other, while 'us' from a couple of hours earlier were still panting and grunting and wrestling each other on the screen.
Slowly being swallowed up by her again and again was way, way, way out there beyond words. We were melting together, losing a sense of where she ended and I began. Allie grunted quietly as my hands raised her up along my dick, pulling her off of me. I'd keep her there for a moment before she'd fight me and reverse it. She'd push her cheek against mine and flex her little body, sinking around me, lighting me on fire. Up and down, like a grandfather clock, keeping the time. Up and down, her wetness - the ultimate massage. Up and down...
I never wanted it to end.
"Fuck me like this forever, Allie," I whispered, kissing her cheek. She bottomed out against me, spreading her thighs as far as they'd go and forcing her clit against my pubes. I was closing my arms around her when she pushed me away, and I shifted my hips forward on the couch so she could get me as deep as possible. Then she circled her hips, small circles around the root of me, as if she was trying to squeeze every last sensation out of my dick. Her hand was in the middle of my chest pinning me down so that she could use me, the other on her mouth holding in a scream and as her bottom wiggled in my lap every which way, I swear I giggled like a little kid - I couldn't believe that anything could feel so good without me nutting. It was like her pussy was a vacuum cleaner.
"This cock in my pussy...is the only thing that I want in the whole world..." she whispered over the sounds of her own screams coming from the television behind her. I reached for her cheek, palming the soft warm surface and was about to sit up and kiss her when she pushed me back down and shifted her hips so that her feet were flat against the couch. And if I hadn't believed her that fucking my black pole slowly up and down was the only thing that she cared about right now, she would have convinced me right then and there. Because with the exception of her hands pressed against my chest to steady me, the only parts of our bodies that touched each other for the next 5 minutes would be my dick and her pussy.
