My girlfriend Sarah walked through the door after work and dropped her bag right there on the floor. She looked at me on the couch and licked her lips. "Take your pants off. I want that cock now."
I stood up and shoved my jeans down. My dick was already half hard from thinking about her all day. She came straight over, dropped to her knees, and grabbed it with both hands. "Fuck, it's so thick," she said, stroking me fast and rough. She spit on the head and rubbed it in, then opened her mouth and took the first few inches deep. Her tongue worked the underside while she sucked hard, making wet noises that filled the room.
Sarah moaned around my shaft like she was starving for it. She bobbed her head faster, taking more each time until her nose pressed against my stomach. I felt her throat squeeze the head. She pulled off with a gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to my cock. "I love how it stretches my mouth," she said, then dove back down. One hand cupped my balls while the other jerked the base in time with her sucking.
I grabbed her hair and fucked her face a little, pushing deeper. She gagged but didn't pull away. Her eyes watered but stayed locked on mine. When I let her up she stood, ripped her clothes off, and bent over the arm of the couch. "Fuck me. Put that big cock in my pussy right now."
Her ass was up, pussy already wet and shiny. I lined up and shoved in all the way in one thrust. She cried out and pushed back against me. "Yes, fill me up. I need every inch." I started pounding her hard, the sound of skin slapping skin loud and steady. Her pussy gripped me tight, hot and slick, milking my shaft on every stroke.
Sarah reached back and spread her cheeks wider so I could go deeper. "Harder. Wreck that cunt." I slammed into her, balls slapping against her clit with every thrust. She came fast, her whole body shaking, pussy pulsing around my cock. Juice ran down her thighs but I didn't stop. I kept fucking her through it until she was moaning nonstop.
I pulled out and flipped her onto her back on the couch. She spread her legs wide and pulled her knees to her chest. "Look how my pussy is gaping for you," she said. I slid back in and fucked her in that position, watching my cock disappear into her over and over. Her tits bounced with every thrust. She reached down and rubbed her clit fast while I pounded her.
"Give it to me deeper," she begged. I leaned forward and drove in until my hips met her ass. She came again, legs trembling, nails digging into my arms. "Don't stop. I want your cum."
I pulled out and she immediately sat up, grabbing my cock and sucking it again, tasting her own pussy on it. She jerked the shaft while she sucked the head, eyes begging. "Cum in my mouth. I want to swallow every drop."
I let go and shot hard. Thick ropes hit her tongue and she swallowed as fast as she could, some spilling out the corner of her mouth. She kept sucking until I was empty, then licked me clean. She looked up with a satisfied smile, lips shiny. "Best cock I've ever had. I'm never getting enough."
We didn't even make it to the bedroom that night. She climbed on top of me on the floor next and rode me slow at first, then hard, grinding her clit against me until we both came again. Her pussy was dripping down my balls by the time we finally collapsed. Sarah rested her head on my chest, one hand still lazily stroking my softening cock. "I love this thing," she whispered. "It's mine."
The next morning she woke me up the same way, mouth already full. We spent the whole weekend fucking in every room, her always hungry for more. Every time she saw my cock she got that look in her eyes like nothing else mattered. And I gave it to her exactly how she wanted it, raw and deep, until she couldn't walk straight.
