She always sucks me first, so I’m nice and wet and slippery, before I work my way into her cunt. Slipperiness hardly helps, though, because she’s so very tight and I’m… more than adequate.
A gradual advance is always necessary. Her hot, clinging cunt stretches just a little, and each thrust advances only a bit deeper than the last.
Oh, she’s so hot! As if that snug, sucking sheath were furnace-fed. Her body is a constant wonder to me.
At last, all the way inside. That is to say, as deep as she can take me — cervix deep. There’s still plenty left outside her pussy for her hand to fondle, stroke, and squeeze. Her fingers are so delicate, compared to the single-purpose grip of her cunt. I know it hurts a little each time I hit bottom — but I also know that turns her on even more.
My excitement is so intense it feels like I’m vibrating all over. Our pace increases. She’s nearing orgasm — all the signs are there. Faster, faster, all the way deep, now vigorous to the edge of violence. She tenses. Incredibly, she squeezes me even tighter.
She cums.
I feel every pulse of her climax, the innate rhythm coursing through her body. A second crest overtakes her.
In time, our coupling slows. I slip out of that beautiful warmth. She sucks me, lapping up her juices, as she does without fail every time.
Then she twists my bottom, quieting me, and slips me back into the nightstand drawer, ready for the next time she needs me.
— Frenulum
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