I looked over his shoulder and watched his sexy bum as it went up and down with his thrusting cock impaling my virgin ass.
I lifted my legs and raised myself off the cushion. He reached back and caught one leg in the crook of his arm, keeping me lifted and making it possible for him to drive his cock even deeper.
He went faster. I bucked against him, keeping pace.
His cock was hitting somewhere inside me that seemed to give me a permanent orgasm. Cum was trickling from my cock. Cum and precum combined.
A steady stream of fluid, dribbling out of me and onto my belly as he fucked me, fucked me, fucked me. I locked my legs behind him. Clasped my arms round his shoulders.
I was almost lifted off the couch with how tight I held him.
He fucked and fucked and fucked my ass.
In and out and in and in and deeper and deeper and then yelled out...
"Do you want it?"
"Cum!" I told him. "Cum in me. Make me yours."
I held on tighter still and he took one more hard deep thrust and stayed there, grinding himself into me as his cum shot out and filled my bottom.
Fantastic. I felt complete.
"So good." he told me.
"So good." I agreed, breathlessly.
He stayed there, on top of me. His cock in my ass. I laid under him and pulled him back down. This time, I initiated the kissing.
We remained that way for several blissful minutes and I felt his penis soften and shrink and he slowly withdrew from my body.
He climbed up and stood. I was on the couch, looking up at him. My legs still wide apart. Unashamed.
He handed me a towel. I felt like a slut, sticky with cum, and was enjoying it. I decided not to wipe it off. I just got dressed, pulling my clothes over the mess.
My cum was sticky on my chest and belly and in my pubic hair. I felt his cum seeping out of my ass, soaking my briefs.
"I have to go," he told me.
"Me too, I guess."
We walked to the door, he unlocked it and let us out before closing up shop again.
He kissed me once more, right there in the street. I kissed back, not caring who might see.
We parted there and I walked to my apartment on unsteady legs. Relishing the residual sensations in my ass. Smiling to myself. Having a secret from the few other people I saw on the street. Yes, I'd just been fucked. I took it in the ass. And it was the best thing ever.
It wasn't the only time we were together. It was just the beginning.
I still have girlfriends, but Paul is a constant in my life now.
We sleep together often, at his place or mine. We fuck and suck and fondle and stroke each other.
His ass is as sexy and arousing as any in the magazines I have bought and he likes to be fucked. I enjoy fucking him, shooting my cum into him.
He is an excellent cocksucker too. I have cum into his mouth many times.
His cock is wonderful and attractive and I love how it feels in my hand and mouth.
But when he fucks me... when I feel him impaling my ass with his beautiful meat... I'm in heaven.
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