I couldn't believe it when it was happening. Brian, the one guy I thought I may never get, currently has his thick, veiny cock completely buried inside me. It's so hard to keep quiet when your dream white boy's rod bulldozes through your pussy and crawls through your walls, as you feel yourself tighten along it. He pulled back out slowly and I felt the head of it remain. There was a sharp, blunt thrust that had my ass give a thunderous clap when his pelvis collided with me.
He followed it with another one, and another, and another; each captivating me more than the last. Before you know it, I could feel my satisfaction emulating out of min the forms of moans, hums and squeals.
"Harder. Harder!!" I managed to command during it all. He put more power into his thrusts to the point I was getting sore, but didn't want it to stop. I tucked my head between my extended arms, biting at the pillow beneath me as I could now feel the warmth of the impacts travelling all through me. Each thrust did more than a thousand 'I Love You's could do.
He stopped with the thrusts and pulled out of me. I fell flat on my stomach, both us breathing heavily. I could hear his over mine easily, so clearly, he was taxed from it.
"Hey, you wanna switch?" he asked. You could hear the exhaustion in his request, so I had no choice. I agreed and he untied me from the bed, followed by the shirt around my eyes. I looked at him, head to toe, drenched in sweat. The natural light from the window glistened off him, passing through his blonde, spiked hair like a field of wheat on hop of his skull. His body was so heavenly. That dick of his will do wonders if I get control of him.
Brian laid on the bed as I stood to gather myself. After a few deep breaths, I crawled on top of him, through his legs, as low as I could go. His dick was just on my nose as I gave it a lick progressing upward. It ran on my chin, down my throat, between my tits, straight down to my crotch. I looked at him, deep in those skyblue eyes of his. We were practically talking to each other using only sight, before the stare was broken as I moved down to kiss him yet again.
There was so much passion in this one compared to the first one we shared. I held both sides of his face as his hands ran through my braids, along my back and exploring the curvature of my body. I could feel the twitching of his erection just tapping against my clit, ready to continue what we started. The dead silence around us allowed me to hear or lips macking together in unison so sweetly. At this point, we were going beyond just sex. This felt like love to me. I put my hands on his chest and straightened myself, still kneeling on the bed with his cock just behind me, between my ass cheeks. I grinded my hips backwards to get his cock in front of me, just passing on my undercarriage. I felt chills just doing that.
"Yea, baby. Keep that going" he told me. I'm not one to say no, especially when I'm enjoying it as much as he is. I shifted my hips forward, just savouring every inch of it all. Back, forth, back, forth. The friction started building to the point I could feel myself getting warmer, and not just from the previous pounding. When I stopped, I rose off his body to get some love within me. You could tell I was a little nervous still by how hard it was to put his dick inside my own parts. I
