Page 54 of Holiday Home 3
Avril rose and fell with an adept sense of how to wring the groans out of him. He felt his core tighten like iron as Avril bounced her voluptuous body on his cock. She was tight yet inviting, slick enough, thanks to his precum, her spit, and her love juices, for her to ride him steadily faster. She might not have set up any sort of timer, but she clearly intended to wring him dry as quickly as she could.
“Don’t hold back; we’re alone, remember?” she cooed as he gritted his teeth. The heat he felt swaddling his cock left him seeing stars, and he breathed heavily, even though he was hardly doing anything.
“I remember,” he said.
“Then be loud!” Avril demanded. “Anna’s not back yet, so there’s no reason to hold back about how good I know you’re feeling.”
To prove her point, when she dropped her hips this next time, she clenched her pussy around his cock. It wrenched a frayed moan out of him, which caused Avril to grin. She licked her lips and skimmed her fingertips over his abdomen.
“Get addicted to me, Liam,” she whispered seductively, eyes radiant as she renewed her intolerably pleasurable rhythm. “We’re going to fuck like this so much, so get addicted. Let me know when you’re ready to cum.”
Her tits bounced wildly as she added her own moans to the cacophonous mess of libido and bliss swirling about her room. She planted her hands on him, using him for stability as she rode him. Only when a few escaped strands of her auburn hair found their way to her lips, clinging to them due to their sweltering moisture, did she remove a hand to brush them aside.
It wasn’t enough of a vulnerability for him to take advantage of, even had he wanted to reverse who was in control. Proactivity and control were all well in good most of the time, but sometimes there was nothing better than to watch a gorgeous woman ride his cock until they both climaxed.
And they werebothgoing to climax. He saw every ounce of bliss her bouncing body ushered into him refracted within the dazzling gleam in her eyes and quivering of her lips. She changed her angle slightly a few times. During one, she arched her head back, a guttural sound emerging from her sultry mouth. Shemoved a little faster after that, and both their bodies writhed with undulating pleasure.
It was a race to see which of them reached their limit first. Controlling everything from the pace to the angle, he figured Avril could have changed things up enough to ensure he came first. However, he noticed something before long.
A competitive glint within his partner’s eyes, shining brighter each time she dropped her curvaceous hips and took him into her. She wasn’t after a victory of technicality but one of utter domination.
“You’re close,” she whispered huskily, shoving his cock to the hilt inside of her practically every new second. “I can feel you getting ready to blow that sticky load of yours inside of me.”
He couldn’t deny it, but he could fight back a little. He’d kept his hands on her thighs for most of the time she’d spent riding him, but he moved them up to her hips. One of them stayed there.
The other curved in and raced up her smooth stomach until it found one of her bouncing breasts. Avril bit her lower lip as his hand surrounded the full orb and began to knead it. She nodded approvingly when his fingertips gathered around her nipple, and as he lightly tugged on it, she sped up for the final time.
“You never had a chance, baby,” she said, riding him fast enough for her sturdy bed to finally complain about the force shaking it. As it creaked, her headboard thudded against her wall rhythmically, powerfully. It was a good thing she lived in the end unit in their apartment block, or they’d have been putting on a show for her neighbors.
“That’s, ungh, not true,” he managed to gasp, struggling with every word. “You’re cumming first.”
Avril shook her head, causing more auburn strands of hair to spin wildly away from the rest. “Nope. It’s you. You’re losingthis one, Liam. Now, cum for me, baby. Blow that load deep in my tight, tight cunt.”
Liam steeled himself, but the seductive redhead already had a blowtorch in her hand. His vision began to tighten, the edges of it fraying away, and his body began to revolt against his resistance. It’d grown tired of warring and wanted to see the fighting stop. He fought a war on both fronts, at home and aboard, right up until the point where he lost it.
“Fuckkk!” he grimaced, reaching his breaking point. His shattering point.
Still riding him without any intention of stopping short of a mind-shattering climax of her own, she stole his breath away. Aware that he’d slammed into his limit, Avril’s stunning smile didn’t help matters. Her soaking wet cunt clenched around him, leaving no recourse for him but to empty himself deep into her body.
He squeezed her breast, her hip, and exploded with the force of a missile rushing out of its silo. Thick waves of white-hot cum surged into her pussy, and Liam gasped for air as if he’d spent the past few minutes underwater. The gorgeous woman on top of him didn’t just demand his seed; she throttled it out of him. All while grinning victoriously, though that was quick enough to change.
“There we are,” she cooed, still bouncing her voluptuous body as she pursued her moment of rapture. “Now, you’d better keep that cock in me nice and hard for me. I’m almost there. Don’t leave your Big Sis unsatisfied.”
Like he had a choice. The slick cunt wrapped around his cock, which was more sensitive than ever, ensured that it received no repose.
She hardly let him take a breath until her pussy contracted like a rapid heartbeat around his throbbing member. Her eyelashes fluttered rapidly, and her mouth formed a small ‘O.’It wasn’t but a matter of moments later that she moaned and climaxed.
“Yesss,” she hissed, bowing forward, setting her head against his chest, and keeping her hips in constant motion. Her breath lashed against his chest like scalding steam escaping a pipe as she shuddered blissfully. For half a minute, her climax kept her in its pleasurable grip.
For another after it, she kept her forehead on his chest while recuperating her stamina.
When she lifted her head, their eyes connected. And then, casting aside all seductiveness, triumph, or playfulness, Avril smiled so beautifully that Liam’s heart leaped into his throat.
“Good,” she said. “That was good.”
He reciprocated her smile, awash in feelings of adoration and euphoria. They shared that bliss silently, aware now more than ever that this was just their beginning. Avril leaned her head back against his chest, and he stroked her hair. Their afterglow persisted for a few minutes.
Of course, he was dealing with Avril Knight, so she could only lounge about like this for so long.