Kara walked over to me and climbed on the bed. I lay on my back in front of her. She stood on her knees, her dark red hair cascading down over her breasts, then gathered it all behind her head and wrapped it into a loose ponytail. Then she bent over, throwing her ass in the air, and put her head on my thigh, next to my flaccid dick.
"Is he tired?" she asked, rubbing her head against my thigh.
"I think he just needs a little caffeine," I said.
"I can help with that."
She took my dick in her hand and started playing with it, turning it back and forth, tugging on it slowly, staring at it raptly. Then she closed her eyes and started kissing it tenderly, and at the feel of her soft lips it started to slowly stir back to life. Every so often she opened her eyes and looked up at me, and those piercing blue eyes, with her lips touching my dick, made me grow further.
Finally she opened her mouth and put the whole floppy thing in it, closing her lips around the base. She started to run her tongue all around it, sucking on it slowly. She lifted her chest so her boobs hung against my thighs, and I looked up her back, to her tiny waist, to her wide butt, and I started imagining fucking her, plowing her from behind, her ass smacking against my thighs. The combination of that image, and the sensation of her tongue playing with my dick, did the job: within a couple minutes I hardened to my fullest, and she couldn't keep it all in her mouth anymore. She pulled away, stroking it with her hand, admiring its length.
"Nice work," I said.
She smiled triumphantly and rose up on her knees again. She threw a leg over me and straddled my waist, her pussy poised over my dick. Then she reached under her to get a hand on it and guided it toward her vagina. While she did this I put my hands up on her tits and massaged them, so grateful that I was getting to play with them, that I'd gotten to fuck them, to spray my cum over them. I felt my dick touch the wetness of her hole, she moaned softly, and then she let go and I pushed in.
I was fucking Kara. I was fucking a Hollywood starlet.
Her pussy was wet but tight, and she put her hands on my chest as she eased down onto my cock. I moved my hands to her waists, stabilizing her. She had her eyes closed, breathing deeply. l felt every inch of my cock slowly enter her pussy, until our pelvises were pressing against each other, and her eyes opened wide.
"My lord," she said.
She raised her hips and her pussy moved back up my dick, then she lowered them, bottoming out again. Then again, picking up the pace gradually, establishing a rhythm. Her tits were hanging forward, pushed together between her arms, and I let go of her waist and reached up and fondled them again, lifting them and squeezing them as she fucked herself with my dick.
We stayed like this for a minute, until she fully sat on me and started grinding her hips forward and back, in a fluid coordinated motion that emphasized the arch of her back, the curve of her ass. Her clit was rubbing against my pelvis, the inside of her pussy stimulating every inch of my cock.
Her hands were planted on my pecs, giving her leverage as she continued to ride me. She looked down at me, a look of determination settling on her face, and she started grinding harder and faster. I looked determinedly back at her, challenging her, fuck me harder I dare you, and I groped her breasts more roughly, twisting her nipples, giving one tit a light slap. She sped up further, and I pushed my hips up into her, making sure that she felt my entire thick cock move inside her with each push of her hips, daring her to stop if she couldn't take it. Our breathing grew fast and ragged, us staring daggers into each others eyes, until suddenly she slowed down and sat up straight, one hand on her forehead, her eyes closed, breathing out slowly and inhaling deeply.
"Tired myself out there," she said.
"Lean back," I said, lifting my knees.
I took my hands off her breasts and held her waist and she followed my instruction, leaning back against my raised thighs, and putting her hands on the mattress for support. I engaged my core and lifted her slightly, then started to work my hips, subtly pulsing my cock up and down, the angle pushing it against the very top of her vagina. Her clit sat just above my cock and I moved one thumb to it and started circling it. She moaned loudly, and we stayed here for a minute, her tight wet pussy gripping my dick as I pushed in and out, me ogling the gorgeous shape of her, her head back, her eyes on the ceiling, her back arched, her big tits pushing upward.
Then I suddenly pulled her forward and down towards me, embracing her, wrapping my arms around her upper back, her tits pressing against my chest, her chin going over my shoulder. I put one hand on the back of her head, the other gripped an ass cheek, and I started thrusting my hips, fast. She started moaning raggedly as I pounded her, our bodies slapping together. The harder I went, the tighter I held her to me, driving my cock in and out of her pussy, fwap fwap fwap, her moaning growing in pitch, the speed and pleasure overpowering her. I kept it up steadily and at an incredible tempo, my breath even, my body not tiring or cramping.
