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Cinda loves having sex with Gary.
I’m Cinda and Gary takes me to the movies. The movie sucks and I suggest we leave and want go to a secluded place in the woods. He’s all for it, and we drive out there in his old beat-up car, the engine rumbling under us like a bass line to our burgeoning lust. The headlights cut through the darkness as we pull over onto the dirt road, the gravel popping under the tires, and the car comes to a jolting stop in a small clearing. The night is alive with the sounds of crickets and the distant hoot of an owl. The air is thick with the scent of pine and earth.
Gary turns to me, his eyes dark and hungry, and I can see the outline of his cock straining against his jeans. Without a word, I lean over and kiss him, my tongue sliding into his mouth, tasting the sweetness of his breath. His hands are on me instantly, groping my breasts, squeezing them until I moan into his mouth. I can feel my nipples tightening into little peaks under the fabric of my shirt, begging for his touch. I unbutton my shirt and let it fall to the floor, my bra following suit. He sucks on one of my nipples, the sensation shooting straight to my pussy, making me wet and eager for him.
I straddle him, my knees pressing into the plush fabric of the car seat, and grind down onto his cock. The pressure is delicious, and I know he can feel how wet I am through my jeans. His hands are everywhere, sliding down my back, cupping my ass, and then back up to tweak my nipples again. I reach down and unbuckle his belt, his zipper giving way with a satisfying metallic sound. His cock springs free, thick and hard, and I take it in my hand, stroking it gently.
I can feel his muscles tense underneath me as I lean down to lick the tip of his cock. It’s salty and smells faintly of his arousal. He groans and pushes his hips up, eager for more. I smile and wrap my lips around the head, sucking gently, feeling him throb in my mouth. He’s so big that I can’t take him all in, but I’m eager to try. I slide down, taking more and more of his length into my mouth, feeling him hit the back of my throat. He tastes amazing, and I want to make him cum so badly.
But I’ve got other plans for him first. I slide off his lap and push him out of the car. The chilly night air hits my bare skin, making me shiver with anticipation. He follows, his cock jutting out in front of him like a compass pointing due north. I lean against the hood of his car, my bare ass pressing into the cool metal. He stands in front of me, and I reach out to stroke his cock, feeling the veins pulse under my touch.
“Bend me over,” I whisper, my voice thick with desire. “I want you to fuck me right here.”
He doesn’t need any more encouragement. He grabs my hips and pulls me towards him, my breasts bouncing with the movement. I lean over the hood, my hands splayed out in front of me for balance, and he tugs my jeans down to my ankles. He spreads my legs wide and runs his hands over my ass, his fingertips brushing over my wet pussy. I can feel his breath on my skin as he leans in, and then he’s pushing inside me, filling me up in one smooth stroke.
The sensation is overwhelming. I’m so tight, and he’s so big. He starts to move, his hips slapping against my ass as he fucks me hard and fast. The metal of the car hood is cold against my stomach, but it’s the only thing keeping me upright as he fucks me senseless. I can hear the slick sound of his cock sliding in and out of me, and the headlights cast an eerie glow over the scene, like we’re actors in our own porn movie.
I moan loudly, not caring who hears us. It’s just me and him, lost in our own little world of lust and pleasure. He reaches around and plays with my clit, and I come instantly, my pussy clenching around him as wave after wave of orgasm washes over me. He keeps fucking me through it, his breath coming in ragged gasps.
“I’m going to cum,” he grunts, his voice strained.
“Cum in me,” I pant, my voice desperate.
But he’s got other plans. He pulls out and spins me around, pushing me down onto the hood so that my legs are hanging over the side. He gets on his knees and shoves his cock back inside me, his balls slapping against my ass as he fucks me deeper than before. He’s going to make me cum again, and I know it’s going to be even better this time.
I can feel my orgasm building, my pussy tightening around his cock. And then, with a final, powerful thrust, he cums inside me, his hot seed flooding my pussy. I scream his name, my own climax crashing over me like a tidal wave.
We lay there for a moment, panting and sweaty, his cock still inside me, twitching with the aftershocks of his orgasm. Then, he pulls out and helps me to my feet, my legs wobbly and my knees weak. We stumble back into the car, both of us still half-dressed, and he starts the engine.
“Where to now?” he asks, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
“Home,” I say, a sly smile playing at the corners of my mouth. “But let’s make a pit stop.”
We drive for a few minutes, and then I tell him to pull over. We’re in a spot even more secluded than before, surrounded by tall trees that block out the moonlight. He shifts the car into park and looks at me, confused.
“What now?” he asks.
“Now,” I say, scoring over and unbuckle his pants, pulling them down. “You’re going to cum in my mouth.”
I lean in and take his cock in my mouth again, tasting myself on him. It’s a heady, erotic flavor that makes me want to devour him whole. I suck harder, my tongue swirling around the head, feeling him swell even more in my mouth. He moans and bucks his hips, pushing himself deeper into me.
I can feel him getting closer, his cock throbbing with every heartbeat. And then, with a groan that echoes through the woods, he cums. The first shot hits the back of my throat, and I swallow it eagerly, the salty taste making me want more. He keeps coming, and I keep swallowing, loving the feeling of his hot cum filling my mouth.
When he’s finished, I sit back on my heels and lick my lips, savoring the taste of him. He looks down at me, his eyes glazed with lust, and I know he’s thinking about the next time we’re going to do this. And the time after that.
“Take me home,” I say, my voice husky with satisfaction. “But don’t worry. This isn’t the last time I’ll have your cock in my mouth.”
And with that, we drive off into the night, our bodies still humming with pleasure, our minds racing with dirty thoughts of what’s to come.
The rest of the ride home is a blur of sensation. Every bump in the road makes me feel him inside me all over again, and I can’t stop touching myself, replaying the moment he came in my mouth. By the time we pull into my driveway, I’m practically begging for more.
He walks me to the door, and I invite him inside. We don’t even make it to the bedroom. We’re all over each other in the hallway, our clothes coming off in a flurry of passion. I suck his cock again, eager to taste him, and he returns the favor, licking and sucking my pussy until I’m screaming for him to fuck me.
We end up in the living room, him on the couch and me straddling him, his cock deep inside me. We fuck like animals, our bodies slapping together, the couch squeaking beneath us. And when he cums again, I’m right there, eagerly swallowing every drop.
It’s my first time having a guy cum in my mouth, and it’s even better than I imagined. The feeling of his release, the power of knowing that I did that to him, is intoxicating. I’m already addicted, and I know it’s going to be a long, deliciously dirty night.
We move to the bedroom after that, our limbs tangled together, our skin slick with sweat. He fucks me every way I can imagine, and then some, pushing me to new heights of pleasure. And every time he cums, it’s in my mouth or on my face, and I drink it down like it’s the sweetest nectar.
Finally, as the sun starts to rise, we collapse into a sticky, satisfied heap on the bed, our bodies spent and our minds reeling from the intensity of our encounter. I curl up against him, my hand playing with his softening cock, and whisper, “Thank you.”
He kisses me, his breath still heavy with desire, and murmurs, “Anytime, Cinda. Anytime.”
And I know he means it. This is just the beginning of our wild, filthy adventures together. And I can’t wait to see where they take us next.
The sun rises, casting a warm glow over our naked bodies, and we fall asleep, our limbs still entwined. It’s the perfect ending to the most erotic night of my life, and I know that it’s only going to get better from here. I’ve found a man who can give me everything I’ve ever wanted, and I’m never letting him go.
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The next morning, we wake up to the sound of birds chirping outside. The light filters through the blinds, painting stripes on our skin. I’m lying on my back, my legs still spread, and he’s lying beside me, his hand resting on my stomach. His cock is still hard, and I can’t resist reaching over to stroke it gently.
He opens his eyes and smiles at me, his gaze filled with lust. “Ready for round two?”
I nod eagerly, my mouth already watering at the thought of tasting him again. He sits up and leans over me, his cock hovering above my face. I open my mouth and he feeds it to me, inch by inch, until it’s buried in my throat. I suck and lick, my tongue swirling around the shaft, until he’s groaning and bucking his hips.
This time, when he cums, he doesn’t hold back. He shoots his load all over my face, and I open my mouth to catch as much as I can. It’s messy and hot, and I love every second of it. He collapses beside me, panting, and I lick the last few drops from my lips with a contented sigh.
We spend the rest of the day in bed, exploring every inch of each other’s bodies, pushing boundaries and discovering new pleasures. And every time he cums, it’s in my mouth, or on my face, or in my pussy. It’s like I’ve discovered a new flavor, one that I can’t get enough of.
As the sun sets and the room fills with shadows, we lay there, our bodies sticky with sweat and cum. He traces patterns on my skin with his fingertips, and I know that this is just the start of something incredible.
“I can’t believe how amazing you are,” he whispers, his voice filled with awe.
“Believe it,” I reply, a smile playing on my lips. “Because I’m all yours.”
And with that, we drift off to sleep, our bodies still entangled, our hearts beating in time with the promise of a thousand more nights just like this one. Nights filled with passion and lust, with no limits and no regrets. Just us, lost in our own little world of pleasure.
—
The following weeks are a blur of sex and desire. We fuck everywhere: in the shower, in the kitchen, on the couch, in the car, in the woods. And every time, it’s just as intense, just as amazing as the first. We push each other’s boundaries, trying new things, and each time I take his cock in my mouth, it’s like coming home.
I find myself craving the taste of him, the feel of his cum on my tongue. And he’s just as eager to give it to me, to watch my face as I swallow every drop. We’re insatiable, and we don’t care who knows it.
We’re in the car again, on our way to another secluded spot, when I decide it’s time to take things up a notch. I straddle him in the front seat, my jeans around my ankles, and start to ride his cock. The car swerves a little as he gasps, but he quickly regains control, one hand on the steering wheel, the other on my hip, guiding me up and down.
I lean back, my tits bouncing in his face, and he latches onto one, sucking hard as I moan. The sensation sends me over the edge, and I cum, my pussy spasming around his cock. He groans and pulls out, his hand moving to his cock as he starts to jerk himself off.
“I want it in my mouth,” I say, my voice a needy whine.
He nods and aims his cock at my open mouth. I close my eyes and wait, my heart racing. And then it happens: he cums, and I catch every drop. It’s a heady feeling, one that makes me feel powerful and alive.
We pull over and finish the job properly, me on my knees in front of him, his cock deep in my throat as he cums again. We’re both panting and smiling when we finally get back on the road.
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One night, we decide to go all out. We drive to a deserted beach, the stars twinkling above us like diamonds on velvet. The waves crash against the shore, a rhythmic soundtrack to our passion. We spread a blanket out on the sand and make love under the moonlight, our bodies glistening with sweat.
Afterwards, as we lay there, catching our breath, I look up at him and say, “I want to taste you again.”
He smiles and rolls over, his cock standing at attention. I wrap my lips around the head and start to suck, feeling him get harder with every stroke. He grabs the back of my head and fucks my mouth, his hips pumping up into me.
This time, when he cums, it’s not just in my mouth. He pulls out and shoots his load all over my face, my hair, my chest. It’s a mess, but it’s the most beautiful mess I’ve ever seen. I lick my lips and smile up at him, feeling more alive than I ever have before.
—
As the months go by, our relationship grows stronger, fueled by our insatiable lust. We’re not just lovers; we’re addicts, and our drug of choice is each other. And every time we’re together, we find new ways to get off, new ways to push each other’s buttons.
But no matter what we do, no matter how wild things get, there’s one thing that never changes: my love for the taste of his cum. It’s my new favorite flavor, and I crave it like a junkie craves a fix.
We’re in a hotel room, celebrating our six-month anniversary, when I decide to give him the ultimate blowjob. I blindfold him and tie his hands to the bedposts, leaving him at my mercy. I tease him with my tongue, licking and sucking, until he’s begging for release. And when I finally let him cum, I swallow every drop, savoring the taste of him on my tongue.
—
And so it goes, our love affair fueled by sex and desire. We’re unstoppable, a force of nature that consumes everything in its path. And every time we’re together, every time he fills my mouth with his cum, I know that I’m exactly where I’m supposed to be.
Because with him, I’ve found more than just an amazing fuck. I’ve found a partner in crime, a man who’s as hungry for pleasure as I am. And as long as we keep feeding that hunger, I know that our love will never fade.
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