“Oh,fuck,” I say, my body clenching forcefully around his hardness.
I’m absolutely shocked—I’ve never had back-to-back orgasms like this, and I’ve certainly never had an orgasm triggered solely by the sensation of a man entering me, either. Holy shitballs, I’m being turned inside out.
“Fuck, oh my God. Fuck,” I say as warm waves of pleasure grip me.
I lay my palms on the table in front of me, steadying myself as my body tightens and ripples and warps around Josh, this time even harder than the last time. “Oh, Jesus,” I choke out. Oh my God, his cock is absolutely enormous inside me—if he misused that thing, he’d surely rip me in two. But, oh my God, no, he’s not misusing it—he’s using it exceptionally well. I’m clenching so furiously around his cock, I can’t breathe.
Josh lets out a low moan as his dick burrows into me all the freaking way—balls deep, baby—and then he grips my hips from behind and leads my body into rhythmic movement with his.
“You’re perfect,” he whispers into my ear, his hands groping every inch of my body voraciously. “Jesus Fucking Christ, you’re fucking incredible.”
His thrusts are becoming more and more intense. I gasp with excitement and reach up over my shoulder to grab his cheek and pull him into me.
“You feel so good,” he murmurs into my ear, cupping my breasts in his large hands. He kisses my neck, pinches my nipples,fucking me all the while in rhythmic thrusts. “You’re so fucking wet and tight,” he growls. “You feel so good.”
Good God, I can’t think. I’m overwhelmed with pleasure.
“You feel so fucking good,” he whispers into my ear again, pumping rhythmically inside me. “You’ve got a magic pussy, baby.”
Oh Jesus. I’ve never been treated like this before—never been fucked so well and with such glorious dirty-talk, too. Oh my God, I’m losing my freaking mind.
I slam myself into him as best I can on wobbly legs, moaning and grunting as I do. I’m riding his cock as hard as I can, losing complete control. I’m a rubber band about to snap. I reach down and touch the spot where his cock is sliding in and out of me, then let my fingers wander to his balls and feel them swinging and slamming to and fro against me as he thrusts. The sensation makes me shudder with pleasure.
“You’re gorgeous,” he whispers into my ear, his fingers working my clit as he thrusts. His free hand finds its way to my mouth and I suck voraciously on his fingers.
He makes a strangled sound. Oh, he’s ramping up hard. I can feel it.
He pulls his finger out of my mouth and abruptly bends me over the table, pushing on my back and forcing my sweaty chest into the glass.
“You liked torturing me, didn’t you?” he growls.
“Yes,” I breathe.
He slaps my ass harder than ever and my body jerks with pleasure.
“Tell me you’re sorry for what you did.”
“I’m not sorry,” I say.
He spanks me again.
I inhale sharply, and that hand-on-a-hot-stove sound escapes my lips again.
“Oh, yeah, that’s it,” Josh says, apparently already keyed into my body’s cues. “Here it comes, baby. Come for me.”
A couple more spanks and deep thrusts and I climax again, gasping as I do—and a moment later, Josh jerks with what seems like a massive orgasm, too.
When my body stops warping and clenching, and Josh seems tohave finished coming behind me, I sprawl myself onto the table, completely spent, soaking in sweat and shaking with my exertion.
Oh my God. That was the best sex of my entire life. I never wanted it to end. And, holy shitballs, I wanna do it again as soon as humanly possible.
“Holy That Was Even Better Than I Expected, Batman,” I finally say, my sweaty cheek resting against the glass table. “Daaaaaay-am.”
Josh laughs and slaps my ass, hard, but I barely flinch.
“Hell yeah, it was, Batman—or, shit, wait, are you Robin?” He chuckles. “Dude, I just realized—were Batman and Robingay?”
“I think they were just really, really,reallyclose friends.”
