"Oh god, oh god, this is so good!"
We both know Antonia and Sara could come back at any minute but we just don't care. We need to fuck. I pull him over me and guide his cock into my soaking pussy, pulling the side of my knickers apart and he starts to drive into me urgently. He holds my ankles, spreading me wide, getting full access to my cunt... he is using me, taking me, dominating me and I want to scream in pleasure but all I can do is whimper and moan as I suck on his tongue buried deep in my mouth, pull at him and thrust my hips against his, getting all of his cock inside me with each violent stroke.
I was coming as soon as he entered me and the orgasms didn't stop. I peaked when he started to come inside me, grunting and fucking me like an animal. Then I think I did scream.
He laid on top of me, kissing and sucking on my big, black tits and I had my arms around his head telling him I loved him. And I did.
Then we heard Antonia and Sara outside in the garden so we got up to look out the window. They were sitting in deck chairs on the lawn, talking and laughing and as Garth was peeping through the curtains I sank to my knees, with my ass resting on my heels but I was on tip toes, with one arm around his thigh and the other on his balls, a finger rubbing his arsehole as my face reached up and slurped noisily on his cock which I could feel hardening in my wet mouth. He grabbed my head and thrust his white meat into my face, my mouth was wide open, I wanted to swallow him whole - he fucked my mouth and I started coming again. I slipped two fingers into his arse hole and scraped my fingers over his tight balls. I wanted him to come. His cock is fairly big, about eight inches long and quite thick and I wanted to taste every bit of it. My throat opened like my pussy does and I slowly went forward on it till I was pressing my nose against his belly... and I could have taken more. He was jerking into my face, holding onto my head and I just wanted to feel him fill my mouth with his cream, feel him shudder, pump, throb, I wanted to hear him moan and squeeze my head as he used me as a spunk depository... and he did.
I was coming like the rutting slut I was, with one hand rubbing all over my slimy cunt and he just kept on pumping into my mouth. I should have gagged but I relaxed and let it spurt into me - some of it I swallowed and some drooled in strings out of my mouth and hung, swinging from my chin. After he had finished coming he slowly withdrew his empty cock, then scooped up the cum from my face and tendered his sticky fingers to me. I opened my mouth, put out my tongue and lapped at his spunk like a kitten licking up cream.
Then he kissed me deeply and his tongue sucked off the last drops from mine. He licked my face clean, kissing, licking and nibbling at me. There were some splatters on my tits, he nuzzled down my neck, my shoulders until he came to his spunk running towards my nipple. His tongue came out and snaked it all up, then he came back up to my mouth and licked all over my closed lips.
Later we cleaned up and dressed, got some drinks from the fridge and took them out to Antonia and Sara. They had strange smiles.
I remember all this in detail because I have often masturbated whilst replaying it in my mind. He has phoned me a number of times since, too, from Belgium, and we both masturbate over the phone. Sometimes he is with Sara who sucks his cock as we talk dirty.
