Page 26 of Coyote
“I won’t but right now we’re only half finished. You promised me the big D, remember?”
Grinning like a mad fool, I replied, “Yeah, I remember all about promising you my big, thick, juicy cock.”
A mischievous grin ate up her face. “I like the way you say it better.”
“I gotta talk up my cock if I want you to like it.” Bringing her hand down to grasp it, I add, “It’s nice and thick to fill you up, and long enough to hit all the right spots. He remembers what you like too.”
When she notched the head of my cock at her entrance, I felt like I was about to enter paradise.
Moving forward slightly, I began to push myself into her soaking core. Her nails dug into my chest, alerting me that I needed to slow down and give her time to adjust to my generous endowment. “You’re gonna have to open up if you want all of me, bring those legs up and wrap them around my hips.”
She brought her legs up high around my ribs with gratifying speed. It opened her up a little more and I made use of the extra space by slowly impaling her on my cock. This was exactly where I wanted to live the rest of my natural life. Between Bethany’s legs, giving her all the pleasure my hefty cock had to offer.
Her hands came down to part her pussy lips I almost forgot how much she liked feeling me slide in and out of her body that way. It’s almost like feeling me inside her wasn’t enough. She wanted her hands feeling the glide of my cock as well, even though it was wet with her juices.
I looked down between our bodies and watched my cock moving in and out. I loved the way her fingers fluttered around the length of me each time I pulled out.
“Fuck, babe, that feels so good,” I gasped.
I loved the way she met me thrust for thrust and moaned lustily when I hit the right spot. The woman of my dreams loved the way I fucked just as much as she ever did. The harder I moved, the louder she got until she was going wild beneath me. She scratched and clawed my chest, leaving marks on my body. I looked down at my chest and smiled. I looked forward to proudly wearing my new marks of honor. Each time my shirt caused one of them to burn, it would remind me of how well I pleased her tonight.
Plus, I’m the kind of sick fucker who gets off on the tiny bite of pain while my cock is getting some play. It just makes the pleasure all the more potent.
It took her no time at all to come all over my cock. I slowed my thrusts and let her ride out her orgasm on my hard cock. She loved it when I did this. All her little quirks were coming back to mind now that she was naked in my bed.
Looking down into her lovely face, I could tell when she got her second wind. Her hand flexed around my cock. “You didn’t come, yet.”
“I never do. You know I always save it for the grand finale.”
She smiled up at me. “Actually, I do remember that about you. You were always pretty disciplined about that. Why’s that?”
“It’s because once I come, I’ll usually get hard again. But it’s no guarantee. I decided early on to make sure you were completely comatose from getting fucked on my cock before I allowed myself to come.”
Her mouth dropped open and her expression turned a bit bewildered. “I can’t believe that’s your reasoning. In a fair world, we’d been having equal numbers of orgasms. You know that, right?”
I brought up one hand to cup the side of her face before murmuring, “I thank God we don’t live in a fair world, querida. Because if we did, there is no way in hell that I’d ever have ever caught the notice of a woman like you.”
My comment must have hit her in the feels because she teared up a bit. “I think you have that backwards, babe.” Glancing down at my still hard cock, stuffed balls deep inside her welcoming body, she asked, “I could definitely go again. What’s next?”
Leaning over her, I give her a hot kiss. “We could do that thing you love where you fuck yourself on my cock.”
Her eyes lit up. “Oh, that’s one of my favs.”
When I back up and got off her, she scrambled into place with an eagerness I wasn’t anticipating for a woman that had already came two or three times. I moved into position behind her, put my cockhead into position and waited for her to do her thing. Bethany was an absolutely beautiful woman with the loveliest ass I’d ever seen. I ran my hand appreciatively over her ass cheek, letting my fingers trail along her slit to her clit.
When she moaned and pressed herself back onto my cock, I held firm. If I’m being honest with myself, I’d admit that it was incredibly difficult not to take her from behind. I’d have loved that, but my Bethany loved doing it herself. This way she got to set the pace, decide how deeply she wanted me and even control the angle of the thrust. Tonight, my woman was having it all her own way. My free hand closed over of her shoulder and I jerked her back onto my cock repeatedly.
Bethany worked my cock like she owned it, along with my heart. And I loved every single minute of it. I was always there for whatever she wanted, but it was moments like this that made me realize just how lucky I was to have her back in my life and made me want to double my efforts to make sure she stayed there.
Within moments, she exploded all over again, creaming enough to make any man proud. When I saw that she was getting tired, I wrapped my arms around her, pulled her back flush with my chest and pounded into her with abandon.
I heard her gasp breathlessly “Oh God!”
My heart thumped a steady beat in my chest as Bethany’s moans got loader.
I moved slightly, intent on finding her g-spot and made sure my cock rubbed her just how she liked. I reached around and stroked her clit with my free hand, feeling her juices coat my fingers.
“Come for me, querida. I’m gonna shoot my load in your pussy and I wanna feel you clench me as you come.” I redoubled my efforts and soon she was screaming as I impaled her with my cock and rubbed her clit at the same time.