he licked his fingers and started working my clit over once he mounted me, starting to fuck away while putting me through the most delicious pain i’d ever felt – so weakened by four orgasms in a row, without any recovery time, and going for number five. he went at me for a while, telling me how much he loves playing with his fucktoy, using his saliva and my cum to glide his fingers across my clit. “are you gonna cum for me again? you’re not done until i say you’re done. and i’m not done with you.” he growled. i told him that i was feeling so worn out that i didn’t know if i could. “fine,” he said. “then you do it.” again he forced my hands down on myself, and i practically screamed at the top of my lungs, begging, “baby please..!” “do it now or i’ll go up your ass,” he threatened, and – whimpering, sweaty, and still getting fucked amidst all this – i slowly put my fingers back to work on my clit.
it took a little while to get over the edge, but my man – and his unrivaled stamina – were completely unphased, pumping away as though we’d just started, his dick just as hard as though i’d just taken it out my mouth. “just relax and cum for daddy,” he growled over and over, and off i went for my fifth and final orgasm! my clit wasn’t even fully hard this time, but when i shot off to my man’s orders, i shot off nice and hard. “oh god!” i moaned, my voice hoarse from all the screaming. and then..
he pulled out, grabbed me by the legs and pulled me towards him, and started eating me out ferociously. “OH GOD FUCK NO,” i screamed, pushing his head away from my cunt and using the little strength i had to fight. it was scarcely enough to do me any good, and before i knew it, i was waking up to the feeling of my man licking my asshole. holy fucking shit.
limp and drenched in sweat, i weakly turned to face him, and saw him poised to take a picture of my asshole. “you’ve got such a beautiful asshole – it’s perfect,” he said with a smile. he snapped a few pictures and showed me, and i must say – it’s nice to see what my man licks so fucking well. he wasn’t pleased with the lighting on my bed, so he made me lie down on the floor on my stomach, and took some especially up-close-and-personal shots. “my god,” he said in amazement, “look at it.” he had me hold my cheeks apart so he could get a clean shot of my asshole, with great success.
“now we gotta make you cum,” i said innocently. with a smile, he pulled me up like a ragdoll and brought me back to bed. he started grinding his dick against my pubic bone like he did the other day, and i reminded him of an order he gave me earlier. “you’ve gotta cum on my face,” i said sweetly, and my man shuddered and said, “that’s right..” away he pumped, grinding his dick against me, then as he got close to blowing his load, licked my titties and started to tittiefuck me hard and with vigor. i told him that his cumslut needed his load, and that she really worked for it.. of course, whenever i could get a breath in. he suffocated me most of the time, grabbing me by the hair and forcing my face back into his chest if i moved to breathe. “kiss me,” he growled, and i obediently kissed his chest and stomach while he fucked my titties, then, building up, he moaned, “oh god pump me when i start to pour on your face.” he moaned and lunged forward on top of me, and i grabbed his dick and pumped as he shot off a huge load of hot, sticky, sweet cum all over my face. i don’t think i’ve ever seen him thrash that much or heard him moan quite like this.. he completely let go and was so astounded that, when i reached for his dick to squeeze more cum out, he fell right off the bed.
“oh my god!” i screamed in disbelief, looking over the side of the bed at his cum-covered body. his eyes locked with mine, and he gasped, “i watched it. i didn’t close my eyes when i came. i watched it..” i smiled. “how does it look?” i asked, pointing to the cum dripping down my face and into my hair. his response? completely collapsing on the floor until he regained what looked to be full consciousness. then off we went, getting something to eat and then jetting off to his evening talk.
five orgasms, five parts – it seems only fitting. and if you thought that that would be enough to keep us satisfied for a few days, think again: i just got eaten out on the floor (until i passed out) in front of my full-length mirror so i could watch my man bury his face in my pussy, came again from doing myself while he pumped his hard dick in my soaking wet cunt, and got a nice, big facial as a reward for all my hard work.
ah, it’s good to be me.
