I heard a guttural yell through the pillow her face was buried in. Slow, deep pumping led to faster, more savage thrusts as her vagina relaxed. I was gripping her waist and jacking in and out rapidly, not slamming into her ass because I realized the bed would slide around on the hardwood floor, bump the wall and I was suddenly very aware of what I was doing and of the possibility that someone in the house would hear and investigate.
Becca was moaning loudly but into the pillow and I continued bucking into her, aiming the tip of my bone at her G-spot, gouging her gash with my super hard erection. She changed to a higher pitched squeal and then twisted and flopped, her cunt wringing my dick like a washrag as I felt the walls of her vagina tighten so much I was nearly immobilized. It was like her vag was trying to push me out with it's contraction. Thankfully she buried her head once more in the pillow and let out a scream that surely would have brought everyone in from the front porch if it had met the open air. Her whole body went stiff and her pussy locked onto me for what seemed like an eternity.
She slackened a bit, turned her head to the side gasping for air and her chest slumped down to the mattress but her reddening ass and drenched pussy were still held up for my use. My cock was numbly turgid and the thin skin was getting sore. The combination of alcohol, mushrooms and fatigue had me thinking I might not even be able to come again. I slowed the pace down, plunged in and drew out at a luxurious pace, letting the air of the room cool my shaft before sliding it back into Becca's steaming cunt.
Then I had a thought, an imagination. I imagined my girlfriend coming into the room to find me, standing in the doorway silently watching me ram our friend's limp, sweat soaked body. I imagined a tear running down her soft cheek and I felt a fizzing at the core of my shaft. It traveled down the stalk to my balls and I knew I was going to spew a hard earned stream of semen. I didn't know if Becca used any birth control and the thought of cumming in her dilated canal was just too risky. I pulled my dick out and leaned into her ass crack with my slime coated scrotum, slickening up her cleft with accumulated ooze. Slowly I slid back and forth, the base of my shaft in that nice juicy valley with the tip of my dick pointing out over her smooth white back like a cannon. I balanced the tingling onrush of orgasm with slow movement and friction until I felt my balls convulse and squeeze like two fists and a watery gush of sperm flew out in a long arc splashing onto her shoulders, her neck and the side of her face, turned towards me.
I contracted three or four more times in rapid fire and then curled forward over her back and literally fell off of her to the side. She crumpled too and all I could hear was breath as I lay sweating and gasping.
I should get up and lock the door. I should get up and lock the door.
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