My outcry was all she had been waiting for it seemed, as she immediately shifted from sweet, compassionate, and tender, into aggressive, rough, and assertive. “You want me to fill your ass, baby,” she demanded, not really asking, stopping with her cock almost out of me.
“Yes,” I whimpered, suddenly feeling empty.
Her hands squeezed my hips as she pounded me, her cock moving faster inside me, going deeper and deeper inside the seemingly never-ending abyss of my ass.
“Oh God,” I whimpered, unable to put into real words how good it felt being fucked.
“You’re worshipping now are you,” she chuckled, referring to our crazy church submission.
“You are my Goddess, baaaaaby,” I replied, gasping from the fucking.
She kept fucking me, the strokes longer and faster.
“Is it all in?” I questioned.
“Not yet,” she admitted.
“Do it,” I said, determined to feel the big cock’s full magical power inside me.
“Ok,” she agreed, “Here it comes.”
“Fuuuuck,” I screamed as she filled my ass with her cock, the pleasure-pain principal an oxymoron of tantalizing euphoria.
“You like my cock in your ass, baby?” Ashley taunted me as she began pumping my ass with hard deep thrusts, our hips slapping violently against one another.
“Yeeeeess,” I was barely able to get out, all my energy focused on the intense feeling of her cock inside me, filling me.
“Your cock is rock hard baby,” she noticed, after a couple of minutes of hard fucking later.
I moaned, my own cock feeling like it could burst at any moment, “I knooooow.”
A few more minutes of deep anal penetrations and I knew I was going to burst. The pain had long faded away and each forward stroke brought a new wave of indescribable pleasure. It was a constant tease of almost orgasmic euphoria as I could feel the constant pulses of pleasure, my cock begging for release and yet unable to cross the threshold.
Finally, desperate to come, I weakly said, “Ashley I need to come so bad.”
“Stroke yourself,” she told me as she continued to slam into me.
The idea had never occurred to me and yet as soon as she said it my left hand went directly to my stiff cock and it took three strokes from my hand for the first stream of cum to spray onto the couch. “Fuuuuck,” I grunted, from both the pleasure pulsating through my cock as well as the pleasure in my ass.
“That’s it baby, come for me,” Ashley encouraged, her cock still fucking me with reckless abandon.
I coated her couch with my cum as I shot the biggest load of my life, spray after spray exiting me.
Once done, my whole body was drained and I rolled to my left, her cock sliding out of my ass.
Ashley joked, “Look what you did to my couch.”
I pointed to my well-fucked ass, “Look what you did to my ass.”
“Wait till Saturday, a real stiff warm cock is twice as nice,” she promised, reminding me of the submission ahead.
“I can’t imagine it gets better than this,” I said, meaning it.
“Trust me, I have had a fake cock and a real cock up my ass and a real one is infinity times better,” she promised.
“Jesus, I can’t imagine,” I said, my body still twitching.
She scooped a big wad of cum from the couch and put it in her mouth. “Not as good as directly from the source, but still quite good.”
She took off the strap-on cock and straddled my face. “I think it’s time for me to get off, don’t you think?”
“I don’t know, I’m kinda tired,” I smiled.
“It wasn’t a question,” she smiled back as she lowered her very wet cunt onto my face.
An orgasm later, we were laying there both exhausted and sweaty, when she said, “So are you ready for Saturday?”
“I lot more than I was an hour ago,” I answered.
“Touché,” she smiled.
“Are you?” I asked back.
“I can’t wait to see you suck Troy’s cock,” she admitted, her eyes literally twinkling with excitement.
“I can’t wait to see you eat out Rhianna,” I countered, the thought of the white-black contrast such a turn-on.
“I can’t wait to see you take Troy’s cock up your ass,” she added.
“I can’t wait for you to get fucked in the ass by Rhianna too,” I retorted.
“We really are two sick fucks,” she smiled.
“But you are my sick fuck,” I answered back kissing her.
“And you’re mine,” she replied, as we kissed, a kiss that was tender and sweet.
“I love you, Ashley,” I said.
“I love you too, Adam,” she returned.
A few minutes later, after a long, passionate kiss, I said, “So I was thinking,”
“Are you sure that is a good idea?” She joked.
“This time I think it is,” I answered my tone serious.
“And what are you thinking?”
“I think I stained your couch,” I said.
“Profound,” she responded, clearly not expecting me to say that.
“And maybe instead of buying a new one, you could just move in with me and share mine,” I offered.
“You’re serious?” She asked, clearly surprised by where the conversation had turned.
“Deadly,” I replied. “I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Ashley.”
She kissed me hard before saying, very excitedly, “Let’s do it.”
Playing dumb, I asked, “Do you mean have sex again or move in together?”
As she lowered herself to the floor and took my semi-erect cock in her hand she answered, “Why both of course.”
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