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The next morning I didn’t know where I was at first; I DID know that someone had given me a good sexual workout. My cunt was raw, I had general aches all over and…my insides had been re-arranged. In some ways I’d always found the first and last things, as far back as I could remember, kind of erotic. I’d had a good time. Without disturbing the sleeping Bill; I slipped out of bed and made a bee-line for the bathroom; I really had to pee!
The sun was coming up so, I wasn’t as quiet getting back into bed. I knew that he wanted to get an early start. We had to check out, have breakfast and then get hooked-up and on the road. Bill stirred a little then rolled over and grabbed me hard. I was in for a kiss, want it or not, and a little groping. I took it all like a good slut then, reached for something I thought I’d felt poking me. I gave a little moan as my fingers encircled a thick, semi-hard cock. As I gently squeezed his cock Bill gave a low soft moan of pleasure…we kissed again. The second long kiss was even better – it went well with the hand wiggling around between my cheeks.
When he found my cunt Bill started to pump it a little; my clit became instantly rock hard. Now it was my turn to moan a little; I cuddled and made sure he didn’t have any trouble playing with me. In my one hand was the sign that I was going to be walking funny for a while; Bill was rock hard and ready. I quickly grabbed the lube before telling him, “Relax honey, I’ll get on top for a while.” There was no discussion as I straddled him, lubed us both then moved in position to take his cock. That hard throbbing, upward arching, beautiful cock. Yes, it had enough of an upward curve that I was pretty sure I could get off on it. I slipped back, went up on my knees a little and took it between my cheeks. As I pushed down and back, the head found my cunt, I pushed more – gritting my teeth – and the head slipped right in!
There was pain; not too bad but it was there. I was kind of raw. As I sat down on him and, took him deeper, the pain didn’t get any worse; it just became dull. As I started to ride him I relaxed more and it was just a mild burning sensation after a few minutes. I forgot about that as the head of his cock massaged my ‘G’ spot a little. As that happened, my clitty went soft [it always does during sex] and I concentrated on making the rubbing happen more often. God, was I full inside!
Bill watched me, a crooked little smile on his face, as I rode him like a good cowgirl should. As I relaxed more and more – was stretched again – it felt better and better. I stopped, once in a while, to lean down and get a nice long wet kiss. All of the feelings inside of me; mostly just pure lust for that beautiful black cock, had me glowing all over as I rode him.
I was taking my time with it and did sit back and wiggle on his cock some. Even in that position, I was close to hitting bottom and, did a few times. What I wanted was to have a nice orgasm before breakfast. As I massaged my ‘G’ spot more and more I knew that it would happen and soon! The feelings built and I leaned down for one more kiss moaning nice and loud, “Baby…I’m going to cum…Oh god am I gonna cum! Just give…me a…few minutes and…”
I sat back again, gave a few more good thrusts and everything exploded. There was that sudden feeling that I had to pee like hell; the overwhelming tension inside of me, that one long breathtaking contraction then…total release! Damn did I cum! My limp little clit flowed and jerked; I fought for my breath then just howled as wave after wave washed over me! Once it started I sat up straight, shaking all over like hell, back arched hard and let go of everything. I saw spots, I watched fireworks explode and I loved it.
Once I came back to earth, collapsing on top of him, I moaned, “Ok honey…it’s your turn now [insert long wet breathless kiss] take me…just take me!”
Bill moved us into the missionary position, penetrating me solidly again. Just like a black man should use his white slut. I clung to him, wrapped my arms and legs around him and, just went along for the ride. And…it was a damned good ride. For something like half an hour he pounded me, hit bottom in me and worked off his pure a****l lust while tearing-up my raw cunt. In the end I was on my stomach while he finished with a big load of black seed. I raised hell through that one too! I was full of cock; he was jammed against me deep inside of me when he gave one final hard thrust then filled me. What a way to start the day!
We showered, after a leisurely cup of coffee and time to get ourselves back under control. I couldn’t stop trembling.
Later, as we walked to the restaurant, I clung to him – partly for support.
Not only was I walking a little ‘funny’ but, had used the one and only tampon I’d brought along. I would have to hit the store soon; with loads of cum the size of his, things were going to get messy unless I had some panty liners or tampons. Especially, if morning sex was going to be a regular thing. I didn’t want to walk around with a big wet spot between my legs and, I didn’t want to make a mess on the seat of the truck.
We wound up sitting with a couple of the guys we’d had dinner with the night before. There were some cute comments passed around and I was looked over pretty well by them. I had taken the time to make myself look presentable and today, the tight short shorts I’d worn; did a nice job of titillating them. I’ve always had a nice ass and the legs to go with it. I have my mother’s genes so I look younger than I am and, with a little wiggle added, can get attention. The right kind of attention.
The shorts were very thin material and they looked like they were painted on. I was wearing a pair of hip-hugging bikini panties and there was no doubt about that…every line of every hem stood out in sharp relief. Yes, I was dressed to titillate but, I was also with Bill. I made that clear by giving him my full attention during breakfast. The others could look, they could make comments [and they did] but I was all his.
The stop at the store was necessary; I also traded the tampon for a panty liner along with buying a pack. Since we were getting a late start, I suggested I get some things for lunch on the road. Along with that – stuff for making some good sandwiches – came a jar of mayonnaise. It would have more than one use in the future ;)
I was still leaking a little, still gaped a little and walking ‘funny’. I had that weird ‘empty’ feeling inside after sex, my cunt felt beyond ‘used’ and I was happy. Things were off to a good start.
I’d taken the time, the night before, to make sure I was good and empty inside. I also adjusted my eating habits so that it would be at least twelve hours before I needed a good ‘douche’ or used the soap suppository I’d brought along.
We did pull off the road, in a small rest area, to have lunch. Bill didn’t have to do anything; I waited on him and made sure he was well taken care of for lunch. After a ‘quickie’, in the sleeper, I changed back into the dress from the first day. I was more comfortable, I could flirt a little with other drivers and even flash some who were interested in what kind of ‘pussy cargo’ Bill had with him. I was shown how to fill in the log book and what we had to do at the weigh stations. One turned into a pee stop for me; I made the most of it while getting out of then, back into the truck. I wasn’t going crazy on makeup, just enough to look decent. Of course, with the kissing and the other attention I was getting, repair was ongoing. I did take the time, in the middle of the afternoon, to treat my new lover to a very long and sloppy blow job as we rode along. Being on an interstate highway and, with cruise control, made that pretty easy.
I teased a lot, making that blow job last as long as I possibly could. Bill finally ended it when he couldn’t take anymore and had to cum before he went crazy. I got choked on his cock, wore a decent amount of cum and came up for air just as another truck was alongside. That made for some interesting chatter for a while on the CB radio!
I talked to a few of the guys – one was from the south and also black – loved his white pussy. I had to tell him that, unless my Bill agreed to share me, sorry baby, I’m all his. Eventually he caught up with us; I gave him a little show for a few minutes.
Bill had a millage target for every day; our late start, that morning, had thrown us a little behind. He drove, I made more sandwiches later as he kept going. Other than a quick pee stop; we didn’t pull off into a truck stop until almost ten pm. He topped off the tanks while I went for a little more food then we spent the night in the sleeper.
We did take turns getting cleaned up. I’d inserted a soap suppository maybe fifteen minutes before we made the stop; by the time he stopped the truck I’d been fighting to hold it! As he got busy I sprinted to the bathrooms about ready to explode!
Bill had saved enough energy for me. Before we both passed out, we’d spent at least two hours satisfying each other. We tried a few different positions, I was given a massive orgasm then, after what seemed like an unusually long time, Bill gave me a big thick load of his black seed.
Then, once again in the morning, we worked off his morning wood. There are few things to compare with waking up in the spoon position; being prodded by a nice big – and very hard – black cock! I literally stumbled my way to breakfast. I’d had my backside slapped pretty hard during sex; it still tingled as I walked…I’d been fucked hard long and raw twice in about twelve hours too. My little cunt was tapped-out and needed a break!
Our waitress, about my age, cracked a few jokes about how I looked. I gave her a little rundown of the past day; along with the size of his cock. She was both aghast and filled with a little envy…
“Honey…I get a good one maybe once a month…being married ain’t all that great. You got room in that doghouse for another bitch in heat?” Bill just laughed it off, squeezing my thigh good and hard he said, “This little bitch is enough for me. Hell, the two of you would kill me!”
A few hours later I gave him a rest; he drove and I sucked. It was a nice ‘dessert’ after breakfast. A few of the other drivers that caught me in the act really lit up the radio with chatter. There was one who’d been beside us as I finished, kissed Bill then, sat back in my seat to lick my hand clean. I was back on Bill a few times, getting every last drop of cum. He stayed right there [there wasn’t much traffic] as I took off my shoes, put my feet up on the dash and pulled my dress up to play a little.
He missed the ending when, sitting back in the seat, feet on the dashboard and spread wide; I popped my own little ‘O’ in my hand and swallowed it then, shared what was left with Bill. It was all just good dirty raunchy fun and I loved it!
Well after lunch – we’d stopped for food and fuel – I dove on Bill’s cock for another good blow job. I had an ulterior motive for that. I wanted to completely take the edge off of his sexual desire, so that he’d last longer, once we stopped. We’d talked about getting a room again, for the night and, I was in the mood to get a good long session that would leave my cunt good and sore…again. What I didn’t count on, was a multiple orgasm! One of those that hits you over and over, twists everything – every cell of your body – and doesn’t let go until you’re about ready to pass out.
We showered together [that got Bill semi-hard as I got him primed] then, moved to the bed for some nice relaxing foreplay. Although I was in the mood to be ****d by him – at least taken good and rough – I asked him to please take his time and enjoy it. I was prepared to handle a good long fuck.
As he slowly penetrated me, my little clit went soft as always. We started out doggie, he took it nice and slow until I was well-filled and relaxed. He was thick enough that there was always some pain in the beginning; not a lot, just a twinge as he penetrated me and stretched my waiting cunt out. I’d taken him enough that he was also now; a very good ‘fit’ in me. He still hit bottom, once in a while but, it was a gentle nudge – not a painful slam. It was almost perfect.
Head down, my willing ass in the air, I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of that great cock slipping in and out of me. There were some cramps on and off but nothing too hard; it gave me something else to moan about as he worked me over nice and slow. There was the occasional slap on one cheek or the other; just to let me know he was the boss and I was his bitch; some of them were pretty hard ones. Once my ass was tingling; Bill pulled out, pushed me down on my tummy and went back at it – pretty hard for a while! That really raised the noise level in the room. Part of it was a little pain [and cramps] the rest was the pleasure we were both feeling.
There are so many nerve-endings back there that the feeling just overwhelms you after a while. A true sensory overload – especially with a nice thick cock; which Bill had. Not only was my little cunt screaming for release but everything inside of me, being rubbed by him, was on edge. I was going on my own little ‘trip’ to the stars; that was quickly becoming a full blown vacation!
Bill slowed things down a little by pulling out, putting me on my back and giving me a nice long tongue kiss. I ended it with a gasping moan as he slowly penetrated me again…slow and deep…all the way, until his balls slapped my ass softly. I rolled my hips more to make damned sure that cock was buried to the hilt!
With the first hard thrust, there was no doubt. He filled me, hit bottom hard and I squealed like a little bitch taking cock for the first time…
“Well bitch,” he said, “you wanted it hard…did daddy give it to you hard enough that time?”
I told him to just shut the fuck up and drill me good.
That comment got me rolled to my side a little and my backside slapped pretty hard a few times with the warning, “Hey…watch your mouth…’daddy’ can always spank that ass if you don’t behave!”
I knew what I wanted just then and, it wasn’t a spanking.
What I wanted started happening a little later.
In the missionary position and, with me about bent double, not only was the head of his cock but, most of the hard shaft, rubbing and putting pressure on my ‘G’ spot. After a while that old feeling started to build inside of me…damn did it start to build! In a very short time the overwhelming feeling washed over me that I had to pee and, it was that I had to pee very badly. We watched each other as he pounded me good and hard; I made sure that he kept finding my ‘spot’ and, kept the pressure on. As he did, the feeling continued to grow and spread inside of me. I had no way to control it and my vision was becoming blurred as he went on.
As it had happened a few times in the past; I began to realize that this feeling was a little different. It was taking too long and I was beginning to feel sort of ‘funny’ all over. It’s hard to describe exactly, just very different from a normal orgasm.
Between his hard thrusts I squealed, “Baby…honey…please don’t stop…keep going just like that…please…I’m gonna cum…just keep going…no matter what happens…please keep fucking me…good and hard!”
The last of that came out as a passionate scream!
I had my arms and legs wrapped around him; the bed was being slammed into the wall and I was having a hard time breathing. Everything took on a different ‘look’ and everything kind of came to a stop although he was fucking away good and deep on every hard thrust. Every muscle in my gut, my pelvis, and a lot more made a rock hard contraction and held it…it seemed to last forever and I started to see pink then red then gray. Then, when it became painful…
Everything released totally and completely all at once!
If you’ve experienced the total pleasure of a true multiple orgasm, you understand; if not, you’re missing something truly wonderful in sex.
The first one feels like a normal massive orgasm. The kind that has you feeling that you’re going to just blow your clit off! A long lasting contraction that seems to completely empty your sperm gland in one big hard shot! The one that takes your breath away completely blinds you and has you shaking all over while clawing at the person who gave it to you.
You finish cumming, things calm down for a few seconds then it hits again; with almost the same intensity. Then again…and again…
When I could breathe I screamed; when I could suck more air, I screamed again. I tried to fill my lungs between the orgasms and screamed again!
Bill wasn’t sure but, he thought he counted six; a few seconds apart, one after the other. He kept fucking me and, filled me with cum at about the same time I stopped going nuts under him. During the succession of orgasms, my cunt had clamped his cock so tight that he had no choice; I squeezed it out of him.
I was left a total fucked-out mess under him.
The next morning I didn’t know where I was at first; I DID know that someone had given me a good sexual workout. My cunt was raw, I had general aches all over and…my insides had been re-arranged. In some ways I’d always found the first and last things, as far back as I could remember, kind of erotic. I’d had a good time. Without disturbing the sleeping Bill; I slipped out of bed and made a bee-line for the bathroom; I really had to pee!
The sun was coming up so, I wasn’t as quiet getting back into bed. I knew that he wanted to get an early start. We had to check out, have breakfast and then get hooked-up and on the road. Bill stirred a little then rolled over and grabbed me hard. I was in for a kiss, want it or not, and a little groping. I took it all like a good slut then, reached for something I thought I’d felt poking me. I gave a little moan as my fingers encircled a thick, semi-hard cock. As I gently squeezed his cock Bill gave a low soft moan of pleasure…we kissed again. The second long kiss was even better – it went well with the hand wiggling around between my cheeks.
When he found my cunt Bill started to pump it a little; my clit became instantly rock hard. Now it was my turn to moan a little; I cuddled and made sure he didn’t have any trouble playing with me. In my one hand was the sign that I was going to be walking funny for a while; Bill was rock hard and ready. I quickly grabbed the lube before telling him, “Relax honey, I’ll get on top for a while.” There was no discussion as I straddled him, lubed us both then moved in position to take his cock. That hard throbbing, upward arching, beautiful cock. Yes, it had enough of an upward curve that I was pretty sure I could get off on it. I slipped back, went up on my knees a little and took it between my cheeks. As I pushed down and back, the head found my cunt, I pushed more – gritting my teeth – and the head slipped right in!
There was pain; not too bad but it was there. I was kind of raw. As I sat down on him and, took him deeper, the pain didn’t get any worse; it just became dull. As I started to ride him I relaxed more and it was just a mild burning sensation after a few minutes. I forgot about that as the head of his cock massaged my ‘G’ spot a little. As that happened, my clitty went soft [it always does during sex] and I concentrated on making the rubbing happen more often. God, was I full inside!
Bill watched me, a crooked little smile on his face, as I rode him like a good cowgirl should. As I relaxed more and more – was stretched again – it felt better and better. I stopped, once in a while, to lean down and get a nice long wet kiss. All of the feelings inside of me; mostly just pure lust for that beautiful black cock, had me glowing all over as I rode him.
I was taking my time with it and did sit back and wiggle on his cock some. Even in that position, I was close to hitting bottom and, did a few times. What I wanted was to have a nice orgasm before breakfast. As I massaged my ‘G’ spot more and more I knew that it would happen and soon! The feelings built and I leaned down for one more kiss moaning nice and loud, “Baby…I’m going to cum…Oh god am I gonna cum! Just give…me a…few minutes and…”
I sat back again, gave a few more good thrusts and everything exploded. There was that sudden feeling that I had to pee like hell; the overwhelming tension inside of me, that one long breathtaking contraction then…total release! Damn did I cum! My limp little clit flowed and jerked; I fought for my breath then just howled as wave after wave washed over me! Once it started I sat up straight, shaking all over like hell, back arched hard and let go of everything. I saw spots, I watched fireworks explode and I loved it.
Once I came back to earth, collapsing on top of him, I moaned, “Ok honey…it’s your turn now [insert long wet breathless kiss] take me…just take me!”
Bill moved us into the missionary position, penetrating me solidly again. Just like a black man should use his white slut. I clung to him, wrapped my arms and legs around him and, just went along for the ride. And…it was a damned good ride. For something like half an hour he pounded me, hit bottom in me and worked off his pure a****l lust while tearing-up my raw cunt. In the end I was on my stomach while he finished with a big load of black seed. I raised hell through that one too! I was full of cock; he was jammed against me deep inside of me when he gave one final hard thrust then filled me. What a way to start the day!
We showered, after a leisurely cup of coffee and time to get ourselves back under control. I couldn’t stop trembling.
Later, as we walked to the restaurant, I clung to him – partly for support.
Not only was I walking a little ‘funny’ but, had used the one and only tampon I’d brought along. I would have to hit the store soon; with loads of cum the size of his, things were going to get messy unless I had some panty liners or tampons. Especially, if morning sex was going to be a regular thing. I didn’t want to walk around with a big wet spot between my legs and, I didn’t want to make a mess on the seat of the truck.
We wound up sitting with a couple of the guys we’d had dinner with the night before. There were some cute comments passed around and I was looked over pretty well by them. I had taken the time to make myself look presentable and today, the tight short shorts I’d worn; did a nice job of titillating them. I’ve always had a nice ass and the legs to go with it. I have my mother’s genes so I look younger than I am and, with a little wiggle added, can get attention. The right kind of attention.
The shorts were very thin material and they looked like they were painted on. I was wearing a pair of hip-hugging bikini panties and there was no doubt about that…every line of every hem stood out in sharp relief. Yes, I was dressed to titillate but, I was also with Bill. I made that clear by giving him my full attention during breakfast. The others could look, they could make comments [and they did] but I was all his.
The stop at the store was necessary; I also traded the tampon for a panty liner along with buying a pack. Since we were getting a late start, I suggested I get some things for lunch on the road. Along with that – stuff for making some good sandwiches – came a jar of mayonnaise. It would have more than one use in the future ;)
I was still leaking a little, still gaped a little and walking ‘funny’. I had that weird ‘empty’ feeling inside after sex, my cunt felt beyond ‘used’ and I was happy. Things were off to a good start.
I’d taken the time, the night before, to make sure I was good and empty inside. I also adjusted my eating habits so that it would be at least twelve hours before I needed a good ‘douche’ or used the soap suppository I’d brought along.
We did pull off the road, in a small rest area, to have lunch. Bill didn’t have to do anything; I waited on him and made sure he was well taken care of for lunch. After a ‘quickie’, in the sleeper, I changed back into the dress from the first day. I was more comfortable, I could flirt a little with other drivers and even flash some who were interested in what kind of ‘pussy cargo’ Bill had with him. I was shown how to fill in the log book and what we had to do at the weigh stations. One turned into a pee stop for me; I made the most of it while getting out of then, back into the truck. I wasn’t going crazy on makeup, just enough to look decent. Of course, with the kissing and the other attention I was getting, repair was ongoing. I did take the time, in the middle of the afternoon, to treat my new lover to a very long and sloppy blow job as we rode along. Being on an interstate highway and, with cruise control, made that pretty easy.
I teased a lot, making that blow job last as long as I possibly could. Bill finally ended it when he couldn’t take anymore and had to cum before he went crazy. I got choked on his cock, wore a decent amount of cum and came up for air just as another truck was alongside. That made for some interesting chatter for a while on the CB radio!
I talked to a few of the guys – one was from the south and also black – loved his white pussy. I had to tell him that, unless my Bill agreed to share me, sorry baby, I’m all his. Eventually he caught up with us; I gave him a little show for a few minutes.
Bill had a millage target for every day; our late start, that morning, had thrown us a little behind. He drove, I made more sandwiches later as he kept going. Other than a quick pee stop; we didn’t pull off into a truck stop until almost ten pm. He topped off the tanks while I went for a little more food then we spent the night in the sleeper.
We did take turns getting cleaned up. I’d inserted a soap suppository maybe fifteen minutes before we made the stop; by the time he stopped the truck I’d been fighting to hold it! As he got busy I sprinted to the bathrooms about ready to explode!
Bill had saved enough energy for me. Before we both passed out, we’d spent at least two hours satisfying each other. We tried a few different positions, I was given a massive orgasm then, after what seemed like an unusually long time, Bill gave me a big thick load of his black seed.
Then, once again in the morning, we worked off his morning wood. There are few things to compare with waking up in the spoon position; being prodded by a nice big – and very hard – black cock! I literally stumbled my way to breakfast. I’d had my backside slapped pretty hard during sex; it still tingled as I walked…I’d been fucked hard long and raw twice in about twelve hours too. My little cunt was tapped-out and needed a break!
Our waitress, about my age, cracked a few jokes about how I looked. I gave her a little rundown of the past day; along with the size of his cock. She was both aghast and filled with a little envy…
“Honey…I get a good one maybe once a month…being married ain’t all that great. You got room in that doghouse for another bitch in heat?” Bill just laughed it off, squeezing my thigh good and hard he said, “This little bitch is enough for me. Hell, the two of you would kill me!”
A few hours later I gave him a rest; he drove and I sucked. It was a nice ‘dessert’ after breakfast. A few of the other drivers that caught me in the act really lit up the radio with chatter. There was one who’d been beside us as I finished, kissed Bill then, sat back in my seat to lick my hand clean. I was back on Bill a few times, getting every last drop of cum. He stayed right there [there wasn’t much traffic] as I took off my shoes, put my feet up on the dash and pulled my dress up to play a little.
He missed the ending when, sitting back in the seat, feet on the dashboard and spread wide; I popped my own little ‘O’ in my hand and swallowed it then, shared what was left with Bill. It was all just good dirty raunchy fun and I loved it!
Well after lunch – we’d stopped for food and fuel – I dove on Bill’s cock for another good blow job. I had an ulterior motive for that. I wanted to completely take the edge off of his sexual desire, so that he’d last longer, once we stopped. We’d talked about getting a room again, for the night and, I was in the mood to get a good long session that would leave my cunt good and sore…again. What I didn’t count on, was a multiple orgasm! One of those that hits you over and over, twists everything – every cell of your body – and doesn’t let go until you’re about ready to pass out.
We showered together [that got Bill semi-hard as I got him primed] then, moved to the bed for some nice relaxing foreplay. Although I was in the mood to be ****d by him – at least taken good and rough – I asked him to please take his time and enjoy it. I was prepared to handle a good long fuck.
As he slowly penetrated me, my little clit went soft as always. We started out doggie, he took it nice and slow until I was well-filled and relaxed. He was thick enough that there was always some pain in the beginning; not a lot, just a twinge as he penetrated me and stretched my waiting cunt out. I’d taken him enough that he was also now; a very good ‘fit’ in me. He still hit bottom, once in a while but, it was a gentle nudge – not a painful slam. It was almost perfect.
Head down, my willing ass in the air, I relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of that great cock slipping in and out of me. There were some cramps on and off but nothing too hard; it gave me something else to moan about as he worked me over nice and slow. There was the occasional slap on one cheek or the other; just to let me know he was the boss and I was his bitch; some of them were pretty hard ones. Once my ass was tingling; Bill pulled out, pushed me down on my tummy and went back at it – pretty hard for a while! That really raised the noise level in the room. Part of it was a little pain [and cramps] the rest was the pleasure we were both feeling.
There are so many nerve-endings back there that the feeling just overwhelms you after a while. A true sensory overload – especially with a nice thick cock; which Bill had. Not only was my little cunt screaming for release but everything inside of me, being rubbed by him, was on edge. I was going on my own little ‘trip’ to the stars; that was quickly becoming a full blown vacation!
Bill slowed things down a little by pulling out, putting me on my back and giving me a nice long tongue kiss. I ended it with a gasping moan as he slowly penetrated me again…slow and deep…all the way, until his balls slapped my ass softly. I rolled my hips more to make damned sure that cock was buried to the hilt!
With the first hard thrust, there was no doubt. He filled me, hit bottom hard and I squealed like a little bitch taking cock for the first time…
“Well bitch,” he said, “you wanted it hard…did daddy give it to you hard enough that time?”
I told him to just shut the fuck up and drill me good.
That comment got me rolled to my side a little and my backside slapped pretty hard a few times with the warning, “Hey…watch your mouth…’daddy’ can always spank that ass if you don’t behave!”
I knew what I wanted just then and, it wasn’t a spanking.
What I wanted started happening a little later.
In the missionary position and, with me about bent double, not only was the head of his cock but, most of the hard shaft, rubbing and putting pressure on my ‘G’ spot. After a while that old feeling started to build inside of me…damn did it start to build! In a very short time the overwhelming feeling washed over me that I had to pee and, it was that I had to pee very badly. We watched each other as he pounded me good and hard; I made sure that he kept finding my ‘spot’ and, kept the pressure on. As he did, the feeling continued to grow and spread inside of me. I had no way to control it and my vision was becoming blurred as he went on.
As it had happened a few times in the past; I began to realize that this feeling was a little different. It was taking too long and I was beginning to feel sort of ‘funny’ all over. It’s hard to describe exactly, just very different from a normal orgasm.
Between his hard thrusts I squealed, “Baby…honey…please don’t stop…keep going just like that…please…I’m gonna cum…just keep going…no matter what happens…please keep fucking me…good and hard!”
The last of that came out as a passionate scream!
I had my arms and legs wrapped around him; the bed was being slammed into the wall and I was having a hard time breathing. Everything took on a different ‘look’ and everything kind of came to a stop although he was fucking away good and deep on every hard thrust. Every muscle in my gut, my pelvis, and a lot more made a rock hard contraction and held it…it seemed to last forever and I started to see pink then red then gray. Then, when it became painful…
Everything released totally and completely all at once!
If you’ve experienced the total pleasure of a true multiple orgasm, you understand; if not, you’re missing something truly wonderful in sex.
The first one feels like a normal massive orgasm. The kind that has you feeling that you’re going to just blow your clit off! A long lasting contraction that seems to completely empty your sperm gland in one big hard shot! The one that takes your breath away completely blinds you and has you shaking all over while clawing at the person who gave it to you.
You finish cumming, things calm down for a few seconds then it hits again; with almost the same intensity. Then again…and again…
When I could breathe I screamed; when I could suck more air, I screamed again. I tried to fill my lungs between the orgasms and screamed again!
Bill wasn’t sure but, he thought he counted six; a few seconds apart, one after the other. He kept fucking me and, filled me with cum at about the same time I stopped going nuts under him. During the succession of orgasms, my cunt had clamped his cock so tight that he had no choice; I squeezed it out of him.
I was left a total fucked-out mess under him.
Haven
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