Doing the White Boy Page 6
I move with her, increase our pace, work toward my building climax, and help her to find hers as well. I know she wants to come as much as I do, scream each other’s names while pleasure overtakes us.
“Like that cock, Danny boy?” She leans forward, grabs my shoulders just like I did to hers earlier, and yanks me back as she pushes into me, ramps up my growing bliss. “Take it, Danny. Take my cock in your ass…” Each phrase is punctuated with a powerful thrust, our bodies slapping together as pleasure builds between my legs.
I reach down and palm my bobbing dick, jerk it in time with her movements, pull with a twist each time I reach the sensitive ring around my cockhead.
I grunt, increase the pace of my strokes to match hers. “Yeah…wanna come, Evy. Please. Come with me.”
‘Cause I’m close. So fucking close. My balls are drawn up tight against my body, and pleasure is encircling my dick like it knows it’s time for me to shoot my load. She’s digs her nails into my hips, hard enough to make me wonder if she’s going to draw blood. She must be right on the edge, too.
Evy swivels her hips, fucks me hard as she sets a frantic rhythm, and I fucking love it.
“Fuck, Evy, uhhh…” I come all over my sweat-stained sheets, cock spurting and painting the fabric with white drops of my seed, and I jerk against her, body twitching uncontrollably.
She holds me steady, though, inexplicably tighter, the sound of her moans coming in a crescendo as she continues to thrust her hips, as she’s likely finding her own release. Yeah, my kinky slut must be coming right along with me.
I keep tugging my dick, stroking and yanking it, milk my shaft for every drop of cum before I release it. Slumping forward, I realize I’ve been fucked stupid now. Really stupid, and quite thoroughly, I might add.
Evy slumps over me, her front plastered to my sweaty back, the dildo still nestled in my asshole, and she’s breathing heavily in my ear. “Wow…”
I suck in some much needed air, and simply reply, “Yeah…”
We sorta half roll, half fall to our sides, the toy dick still inside. Now I know what it’s like to be a girl in a way… Funny, but I don’t want the dildo to slip free, not yet, anyway.
“So, white-boy, how was the buttsecks?”
Dude, or is it dudette? “Best. Thing. Ever.”
She strokes my chest, runs a hand down my abs. “Better than fucking pussy?”
I shake my head. “No, but then again, you’re never leaving my bed, so I get the best of both worlds, don’t I? Lucky for me, I don’t have to decide.”
She snuggles against me and lets out a contented sigh. “Yeah, you and me both.”
Dude. Buttsecks with a chick just plain fucking rocks.
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