“I’m gonna come,” she gasped, her movements becoming more frantic as the pleasure intensified.
“Let go, baby,” John growled, thrusting even harder into her. “Come for me.”
She pressed her palms onto John’s chest, using it as leverage to thrust harder and faster, and then her whole body tensed up, her toes curling as the pleasure surged through her. It felt like a wave crashing over her, washing away any thoughts or worries she had ever had. She gasped for air, her hips still moving involuntarily as she rode out the orgasm. She collapsed against him, feeling his strong arms wrapping around her as they both caught their breath.
“Fuck,” she moaned, her forehead resting against John’s as she came down from the high. “That was… amazing.”
He grinned at her, looking pleased. “Glad you enjoyed it,” he said.
She sat up and looked at him, a mischievous look on her face. “Can we try a different position now?” she asked.
“Sure,” he said, sitting up and kissing her deeply. “Which one do you want to try?”
Tiffany thought for a moment, then said, “How about doggy style?” John nodded and stood up.
Tiffany positioned herself on the bed on her hands and knees, arching her back and sticking her butt out. She could feel John’s gaze on her, and she blushed as she heard him take a sharp intake of breath. She knew she had a great figure but being scrutinized like this made her feel vulnerable. “Are you ready?” he asked, one hand on her waist and the other guiding himself towards her entrance.
Tiffany took a deep breath, feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. “I think so,” she replied, her voice a little shaky. As John slowly entered her from behind, Tiffany let out a gasp, feeling the pressure and stretch of his hard shaft. She couldn’t help but let out a low moan as he filled her, her body adjusting to his size.
“It feels so big,” Tiffany murmured, her voice filled with both discomfort and pleasure.
John paused, concerned. “Do you want me to stop?”
“No, it’s okay,” Tiffany assured him, her voice shaking slightly. “Just give me a moment.”
As John began to move, his hips rocking back and forth in a smooth, steady rhythm, Tiffany couldn’t help but moan softly. The angle of this position allowed him to hit spots she didn’t know existed, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. She pushed back against him, wanting to feel him deeper.
“How does it feel?” John asked, his voice strained with effort.
“It’s… it’s amazing,” Tiffany replied, struggling to catch her breath. “I’ve never felt anything like this before.” She felt John’s grip tighten on her waist, his movements growing more forceful as he pounded into her. Tiffany’s body responded eagerly, her hips pushing back against him in a desperate attempt to feel him even deeper inside her.
Tiffany’s body was slick with sweat as she writhed beneath John, her breaths coming in short gasps. She could feel her muscles tightening with each thrust, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable intensity. “John,” she gasped, “I need to come.”
John responded by increasing the pace, his hips slamming into hers with a new level of urgency. He reached around and began rubbing her clit, sending sparks of pleasure through her body. Tiffany’s head fell back as she cried out in ecstasy, her fingers gripping the sheets tightly. “Oh fuck,” she panted, “I’m coming. I’m coming.”
Her body convulsed with a powerful orgasm, waves of pleasure washing over her. “Please don’t stop,” she moaned, feeling John’s hand working her clit faster and harder. “Please, don’t stop.”
John picked up the pace, his thrusts becoming deeper and harder as he pounded into her. Tiffany’s breaths turned into gasps as she felt him filling her completely with each thrust. She could feel herself getting close again, her body responding to his every move.
“Oh God, harder, John,” she moaned, her voice barely above a whisper.
John groaned in response, his hands gripping her hips as he pounded into her with a force that threatened to drive her over the edge. Tiffany could feel her orgasm building inside her again, the pleasure almost too much to bear.
“Again, harder,” she begged, her voice more urgent this time.
John obliged, slamming into her with even more force, his hips slapping against her ass. Tiffany cried out as the pleasure overtook her, her entire body shaking as she climaxed around him.
As her orgasm subsided, John slowed his movements, pulling out of her and rolling onto his back. Tiffany collapsed next to him, panting, and trying to catch her breath. “Wow,” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “That was incredible. Did you…did you finish?” she asked tentatively.
John shook his head. “Not yet. Where do you want me to finish?”
Tiffany’s cheeks turned pink as she murmured, “Um, inside me, I think.”
John raised an eyebrow in surprise. “Are you sure? You know that’s a risk for pregnancy, right?”
Tiffany nodded, her eyes downcast. “I know. But…I just want to feel it, I guess. It’s my first time, and I want to experience everything.”
John considered this for a moment before nodding. “Okay. But if you change your mind, just tell me, okay?”
Tiffany nodded and took a deep breath. “Okay.”
John leaned in to kiss her, then shifted his weight to line himself up with her entrance. As he slowly pushed inside, Tiffany looked down between her legs to watch. John’s shaft was thick and hard, and as he slid inside her, Tiffany couldn’t help but feel amazed at the sight. She had never been so intimate with a man before, and watching as her folds parted and stretched around his girth was both overwhelming and exhilarating.
As he continued to penetrate her, she could feel her body opening to accommodate him, her muscles relaxing and stretching to allow him deeper inside. She watched as his shaft disappeared inside her, feeling a wave of pleasure wash over her as he hit a particularly sensitive spot. “Oh god,” she moaned as he filled her up. “It’s…it’s so much.”
John paused, his hands on her hips, as he waited for her to adjust. “You okay?”
Tiffany nodded; her eyes shut tight. “Yeah, just give me a second.”
Once she had relaxed a bit, John began to move, thrusting in and out of her in a steady rhythm. Tiffany moaned and arched her back, her hands gripping the sheets. “God, that feels amazing,” she moaned, her eyes still fixed on the sight of him sliding in and out of her.
John leaned in to kiss her again, his movements slow and measured as he began to rock his hips back and forth. Tiffany could feel his shaft pulsing inside her, and she couldn’t help but gasp as he hit that same spot again.
As he continued to move, Tiffany could feel the sensations intensifying, her body becoming more and more sensitive to his touch. She was completely lost in the moment, her whole world centered on the feeling of him inside her.
And then, just as she thought it couldn’t get any better, John began to pick up the pace, his thrusts becoming harder and faster. Tiffany could feel her body responding, her muscles tightening around him as she approached her own climax.
“Harder,” she breathed, her hands clutching at his shoulders as she urged him on.
He obliged, and soon his movements were almost violent, his hips slamming into hers with incredible force. Tiffany could feel the pressure building inside her, her body teetering on the edge of release.
And then it hit her, a wave of pleasure so intense that she thought she might pass out. Her body convulsed around him, her muscles clenching and releasing as the orgasm washed over her.
Breathlessly, Tiffany gasped, “Are you close?”
John’s hands tightened on her, and he groaned in response, “Yeah, I’m getting there.”
Tiffany’s heart was pounding in her chest as she watched John’s face contort with pleasure. She could feel his body tense up, and she knew he was getting close. She was surprised by her own eagerness as she whispered, “Please, I want you to come inside me,” feeling a bit embarrassed but unable to help herself.
John’s thrusts grew even more frenzied, and she could feel the power of his hips slamming into hers. The bed was creaking under them as he pounded into her, his hands gripping her hips tightly.
“Oh, god, John,” she gasped, feeling him hit a spot deep inside her that sent shivers of pleasure down her spine. “Right there, don’t stop.”
His thrusts became even harder, and Tiffany winced slightly at the force of it. She felt like she was being completely consumed by him, and it was the most incredible feeling she had ever experienced.
“I’m gonna come,” he growled, his movements becoming even more erratic.
Tiffany’s body shook with pleasure as she felt him release inside her, his shaft swelling and pulsing inside her as his cum flooded her insides. She moaned loudly, feeling the intense warmth spreading through her as she leaned up to kiss him, her body still shuddering with aftershocks.
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