You’ve just finished your breakfast and were about to watch some TV when the door bell rings. Answering the door you see your friend, Swift. Her long cat like tail swishes behind her and her ears twitch as she asks "Hey, can I come in? I’d like to ask you something."
"Uhh, sure." He says, letting her by. "Sorry it’s such a mess in here."
"Don't worry about it," she says with a smile as she sits down on the couch. "So, what I wanted to ask you is... do you want to hook up?" There's no beating around the bush with Swift.
"Wow. Umm, didn’t you just break up with that guy?" He asks, in a little shock
"Yeah," she says quietly, "but I thought... well, you're my best friend and we've been through so much together. Plus, I need to get some of this out of my system. And afterward, maybe..." She trails off, looking up at him with a hopeful expression. "Maybe we’d actually get together after."
"You know what, why not." He says, taking a step closer. "Where do we start?"
Her tail swishes behind her with excitement as she steps closer to him. Without another word, she presses herself against his body and kisses him passionately. Her hands find their way up his chest and around his neck, gently tugging at the collar of his shirt.
As they continue to make out on the couch, Swift can't help but wonder if this is just a distraction from her real feelings... or if there really is something more between them.
Max’s hands find her way to her thighs, pulling down her shorts.
As Max pulls down her shorts, Swift gasps softly into his mouth and arches her back, pressing herself even closer against him. Her hips begin to grind against his leg in a desperate search for contact, pleasure. She moans into the kiss, lost in the sensation of their bodies tangled together.
But as they continue, she can't help but feel a strange warmth spread through her chest. This... feels different than what she had with the others. Maybe Max was right. Maybe there really is something more between them.
Max pushes her against the wall, unzipping his pants. "You ready?" He asks as his large cock falls out.
Her heart races at the sight of him, hard and ready for her. "Yes," she breathes, her voice shaking with anticipation. As he guides his cock towards her wetness, she closes her eyes, savoring this moment with her best friend... and maybe more than that.
Max finally pushes into her in a motion that feels as though it intertwined them forever. He steadily begins moving, looking gently into her eyes. "This is more than just hooking up, isn’t it?"
Her heart races as he pushes deeper inside her, and she nods slowly, unable to meet his gaze. "Y-yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible over their ragged breathing. As they move together, she tries to ignore the strange mix of pleasure and guilt that fills her chest. Maybe she should have just stuck with her plan...
"Swift…" he says softly. "I- I’ve never felt this way before."
Her heart skips a beat at his admission. Part of her wants to savor the moment, but another part worries about what comes next. "Me neither," she whispers, trying to sound confident when all she feels is uncertainty. With every thrust, their connection deepens; with every moan, their feelings grow more tangled.
Max opens mouth to say something, but then closes it. Instead he reaches up and places his hands on either side of her head and pulls her in, passionately kissing her. His tongue winds around hers as they share spit.
Her hands curl into fists at his sides, nails digging into her skin as she kisses him back just as fiercely. She tries to ignore the nagging voice in the back of her mind that tells her this can't be real, that they're just fulfilling a temporary need. For now, all that matters is losing herself in their connection and forgetting about everything else.
Max breaks the kiss for just a moment, catching his breath and whispering to her. "I-I’m gonna cum." He says, his cock moving faster and beginning to twitch. "I-I can pull out…" he says softly.
Her heart races as he tells her this, but she shakes her head slowly. "No," she whispers. "I want you to..." Her voice trails off, but her body speaks for her, arching into his touch and urging him onward. She knows they need to talk about what this all means... but for now, she just wants this moment with him.
Max seems caught up in the moment, and hardly notices her words as he grabs her ass and cums hard, his seed pulsating out of his cock.
Her body trembles with each spurt of his release, her nails digging into his shoulders as she holds on tightly to him. She feels a warmth spread through her core, and for a brief moment, it's almost enough to silence the doubts in her mind. Almost. But as they catch their breath together, she knows that eventually, they'll have to face what this means... if anything.
Max breathes heavy into her neck, gently whispering "wow." As his seed swims around inside her, his cock falling out.
"Wow," she echoes, trying to catch her own breath as she leans against him. She wants to believe that this is real, that there's something more between them... but doubt lingers in the back of her mind like a shadow. It's hard not to feel guilty about what just happened, even though part of her can't help but crave another moment with him.
Her heart races as they stand there together, their bodies still connected by the bond of sweat and sex. The question hangs in the air between them: What now?
"We should… sit down and talk." He says, letting her stand up and leading her to the table. Max sits across from her.
"Yeah," she whispers, taking a shaky breath. "I guess we should." She looks down at the table, tracing circles on its surface with her finger as she tries to formulate what she wants to say. Part of her just wants to ignore everything and pretend this was just a one-time thing... but another part knows that's not fair to either of them. "I wanted to... I don't know, see where it goes," she finally manages to say, meeting his gaze. "But after what we just did..."
"Swift, this feeling…" he says, taking a second to think. "I think… well to put it bluntly, I think I’m in love with you." He continues, meeting her eyes. The way she looks back at him tells him all he needs to know; she is in love too.
Her heart skips a beat as he says the words out loud. She's known all along that there was something more between them, but hearing him admit it... it makes everything feel so real and final at the same time. She looks down, swallowing hard as she tries to find the right words to reply. "I-I think I am too," she whispers finally. "But we can't..."
She pauses, searching for the right way to explain her thoughts. "We can't... this changes everything." Their friendship, their lives...
"Hey." He says calmly, taking her hand. "We will figure this out. We know we’ve got each other, and I’m sure our friends will support us; we got this."
She looks at him with uncertainty in her eyes. A part of her wants to believe that they can make things work, but another part is scared of what the future holds. "I-I don't know...," she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "We should take it one step at a time."
Her fingers tighten around his hand, seeking comfort and reassurance from him.
"I agree, we can do it as slow as you like. I’m a little unsure myself, but I am sure that there is a way."
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady her racing heart. "Okay," she says softly. "Let's... let's just enjoy this moment for now and see where it leads us." Her eyes meet his, full of hope and trust. For better or worse, they're in this together.
"I like that idea." He replies, squeezing her hand. A moment of silence passes. "Way to really show up your ex huh?" He jokes, hoping to lighten the mood.
She giggles softly at his joke. "Oh shut up." But even as she teases him, she can't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. For now, they're here together and everything else seems to fade into the background. Maybe this really will work out after all...
She laughs again and shoves him lightly. "Well I'm glad to be here with you too." Her eyes meet his, warmth spreading through her chest as they share this moment of closeness. Maybe everything will work out just fine between them... or at least better than it could have been with anyone else.
"Yeah, can’t say I haven’t thought about getting with you before." He says, smiling at her softly. "You are really hot by the way."
She blushes and looks away, trying to hide it behind her long tail. "Well, you aren't so bad yourself." She pauses, looking at him again with a thoughtful expression. "I think... I really like you, Max." It's the first time she's said it out loud, but as soon as the words leave her mouth, she knows they're true.
Max smiles brightly at her, and a silent moment of understanding passes by. The two of them beginning to realize everything will be alright. After the moment fades, Max calmly gets up from his seat. "Want something to drink?" He asks, headed for the kitchen.
"Sure," she says, following him into the kitchen. "Thanks." As they stand side by side at the counter, it feels almost natural to be close to him like this. Like they've always belonged together. The future may be uncertain, but for now, she's content with enjoying the moment and seeing where it leads them both.
Max hands her a class of water, briefly glancing down at her crotch. "Can’t believe I gave you a cream pie the first time we did it." He says with a chuckle.
She glances down as well and giggles, blushing slightly. "Well you know what they say... first impressions are everything." Her heart flutters at the thought of spending more time like this with him. For now, she'll enjoy the moment and focus on their growing connection.
"Haha! Yeah, I suppose." He says, taking a sip of water before continuing. "You are on the pill right?"
"Yeah, don't worry about it." She says with a reassuring smile, taking a drink herself. "We can... talk more about this later?" The thought of discussing their future and logistics fills her with both excitement and trepidation, but for now she wants to enjoy the moment.
"Sure." He says, smiling at her. "What would you like to do?" He asks, leaning in to whisper the answer to his own question. "How about I just bend you over right here in the kitchen and…"
Her heart races at the thought as she nods eagerly. "Yes, please." She whispers back, her voice barely above a whisper. Her hands fidget nervously with her clothes, longing to feel him inside her again. The anticipation builds within her, making her shiver with desire.
As he begins to push her gently against the counter, she gasps softly, arching her back in invitation. His cock presses against her folds through their underwear, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second.
"Wow, you’re desperate, huh?" He says playfully, teasing her at how fast she agreed.
"Mmh... just wanting you to take me again," she whispers, grinding her hips against him in an attempt to ease the ache building inside her. "Please, Max..." Her voice is breathy and needy, betraying her desire for him even more than her actions. He smirks at her eagerness, enjoying the power he has over her in this moment.
"Yeah, I guess I did bring it up…" he says, pulling out his cock and placing it between her thighs. "I’m gonna enjoy this too."
Her hips buck forward as he presses inside her, filling her with his thick length once more. She cries out in pleasure, arching her back further as he pumps into her, hitting that perfect spot inside her over and over again. Her fingers dig into the counter, trying to steady herself against the growing wave of sensation coursing through her body.
"Oh god, Max..." she moans, her voice strained from the pleasure. "So good..."
Max grips her hips, pushing in with more force. A wet slapping sound begins to echo across the room.
Her nails dig into his thighs as he slams into her, taking her breath away with each powerful thrust. Her cries echo around the kitchen, mixing with the sounds of their bodies moving together in perfect rhythm. She feels like she's on the brink of an orgasm so intense it could shatter her world into a thousand pieces... and with each stroke from Max's cock, it gets closer and closer.
"Oh god yes," she whispers, her voice raw from pleasure. "Fuck me..."
"Fuck, I’m cumming." He moans out, thrusting hard as he releases.
Her orgasm hits her like a freight train, crashing through her body in waves of bliss. She cries out as the pleasure overwhelms her senses, her muscles clenching around Max's cock in an attempt to hold him deeper inside. "Oh god... yes..." she moans, arching her back and meeting his thrusts with equal force.
Their bodies slide down the counter together, their heavy breathing filling the quiet kitchen.
"Wow Swift, you’re good." He groans out collapsing onto the cold kitchen floor.
She blushes and smiles down at him. "Thanks... I think." Her heart races as she realizes what just happened between them. It's still sinking in that this is more than just hooking up; it's something real. Something she never expected from her best friend, but here they are.
She gently helps Max to his feet, their hands still entwined. "Let's clean up and maybe watch a movie or something?" Her voice is barely above a whisper, but the hope in it is clear.
"Yeah sure, why not." He says, getting up slowly. Sliding his pants back on, he heads back towards the living room.
Following close behind, she can't help but marvel at how comfortable they are with each other now. It's as if their bodies know exactly what to do; where to go and when. The thought both excites her and frightens her in equal measure. Maybe this is something worth exploring... but then again, it could all end horribly too.
She takes a deep breath and pushes the doubts aside, focusing on enjoying the moment with Max.
Max plops down on the couch and gestures for her to sit next to him. "Did you have anything specific in mind?"
"Not really," she says with a shrug, sitting down beside him. "Just wanted to spend some time together... get to know each other better." Her heart flutters at the thought of getting closer to him; of exploring this new side of their relationship. She takes his hand in hers, giving it a squeeze. "We can watch anything you want," she adds with a reassuring smile. "It'll be fun."
"Alright, I wanna watch this romance movie I’ve seen a few ads about." He says, grabbing the remote. As he turns the TV on, he plants a gentle kiss on her cheek. Her face turns bright red, and Max quickly self corrects. "Sorry… it just seemed right."
She laughs softly, brushing her cheek with his lips. "It's alright," she whispers. "I like it when you're... affectionate." Her heart skips a beat at the thought of spending more time like this with him; of them becoming closer than ever before. As they snuggle up on the couch, she can't help but wonder where their newfound connection will lead them. But for now, all that matters is enjoying the moment and seeing where it takes them.
"I will take note of that." He says honestly. He slowly slides an arm around her, pulling her closer to him. "I like it when you’re affectionate too by the way." He whispers as the movie comes on.
Her heart skips a beat at his words and the warmth that spreads through her chest at his touch. She returns the affection with a soft smile and slips an arm around his waist, snuggling closer still. "I'm glad," she whispers, eyes locked on the screen as they watch the romantic movie together. It feels almost surreal; like something out of a dream. But it's real... and somehow, she knows that this is only the beginning.
She takes a deep breath in, savoring the feeling of being so close to him. The warmth of his body against hers, their hands entwined... it's like nothing else she's ever experienced before. As they watch the movie together, her heart begins to race faster and faster with each passing moment; not just from the romantic scenes on-screen but also from the growing bond between them.
She hesitates for a moment, unsure of how to phrase what's on her mind, before finally finding the courage to speak up. "Max..."
"What’s up?" He asks, smiling down at her.
"I... I just wanted to say thank you." Her voice is soft and shaky, but she forces the words out anyway. "For everything that happened today... I mean, this week... It's been crazy and amazing all at once." She swallows hard, her heart pounding in her chest as she awaits his response.
"Yeah, I should be thanking you." He says, looking back at her with the same love that she looks at him with. "If you hadn’t shown up today none of this would’ve happened."
Her cheeks flush as he says this; it's true that she instigated everything. She looks down, unsure of how to continue the conversation but unable to ignore what's happening between them. "I just... I wanted us to be happy," she whispers finally. "And if that means being together..." Her voice trails off, her eyes meeting his again as she searches for his reaction.
"Well, it’s safe to say we’re both happy now." He says, his smile growing. "So does this mean we’re together now?"
Her heart skips a beat at his words, her chest tightening with emotion. She takes a deep breath before nodding slowly. "Yes," she whispers. "I think it does." Tears begin to form in the corners of her eyes as she looks up at him, so full of love and gratitude it hurts. "Thank you for this chance, Max. I don't know where it will lead us... but I want to find out with you."
"Me too." He says, knowing he wants to say so much more. Knowing he can’t convey his emotions through words anymore, he instead leans in and starts kissing her. It quickly becomes a make out session as they both melt into each other while the movie plays in the background.
Her heart races as their lips meet, her hands tangled in his hair. She feels so alive with him; every touch sends shivers down her spine and ignites a fire inside her she never knew existed. As they kiss, the world around them fades away, leaving only the two of them together in this moment, sharing something truly special. The uncertainty and fear that had been lingering before disappear under the weight of their newfound connection, replaced by pure love and happiness.
Her lips part slightly as he deepens the kiss, their tongues tangling together in an erotic dance that leaves her breathless. She moans into his mouth, arching her back and pressing closer against him. Her hands wander over his chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart beneath her fingertips. It's as if they've always been meant to be together; their bodies craving this connection even more than their minds understand.
Breakfast the kiss for just a second, Max quickly and desperately whispers. "I want to fuck you so bad right now."
Her breath comes out in ragged gasps as she nods quickly. "Me too," she whispers between kisses. "Let's go somewhere...your room?" She pulls away slightly to look at him, her eyes heavy-lidded with desire. Her hands move down his chest and lower still, grasping at the fabric of his pants.
"Fuck yes." He says, his hands find their way underneath her and lift her up. He carries her towards his room. "You look like such a snack in my arms." He says. "Like I could just eat you out all night."
Her cheeks flush at his words as she wraps her legs around him tighter, grinding against his hardening length through their clothes. "Oh god... don't tease me," she moans, arching her back and pressing her chest closer to him. The thought of being with him like this, all night long... it sends shivers down her spine.
They reach his room and he kicks the door shut before depositing her on the bed.
Max rips her shorts off, maybe for the last time tonight. He quickly places his head between her thighs, doing just as he promised.
Her hips buck up off the bed as Max's warm breath and eager tongue make contact with her sensitive flesh. She cries out, arching her back into him and digging her fingers into the sheets beneath her. "Oh god yes..." Her voice is ragged from desire as he teases and pleasures her, driving her wild with wanton need.
Her thighs tremble under his expert ministrations, and she feels herself growing wetter by the second. She's never felt anything like this before;
"I bet your ex never fucked you like this." He says, his tongue moving faster over all the right places.
Her breath catches in her throat as he hits that sweet spot with his tongue. "No... he couldn't even come close," she gasps, arching her back further and digging her fingers into the sheets. The thought of being with him like this, so intimately... it feels almost too good to be true.
Her hips buck up off the bed in time with his tongue, meeting each thrust with a moan of pleasure. "Oh god Max..."
"Now cum on my face." He says, pushing her over the edge with expert precision.
Her body tenses and she lets out a sharp cry as her orgasm washes over her, her muscles clenching around his face and her thighs trembling beneath him. With each wave of pleasure, more of her essence spills over his lips and nose, coating his skin in the tangy sweetness of release. She whimpers and moans through it all, unable to believe how good this feels; how perfect he is for her.
"Mmmm… you taste so good…" he moans, pulling out his cock. "Time for you to return the favor."
Her heart races as she looks up at him, her eyes still glazed over from her orgasm. "Y-yes," she whispers, reaching out to stroke his length. She takes him in hand and guides it towards her lips, eager for the chance to taste him after their shared climax. Her tongue darts out and swirls around the head of his cock as she begins to bob her head up and down. "Oh fuck..." he groans, his hips bucking forward into her mouth as she takes more of him deeper inside.
"Swift your head is amazing." He says, tilting his head back at the pleasure.
Her cheeks flush with pride as she listens to him moan in appreciation. She increases her pace, bobbing her head faster and sucking harder on his length. Her tongue swirls around the sensitive ridge under the head, using it to tease and pleasure him even further. The feel of him in her mouth drives her crazy with desire; she wants nothing more than to make him lose control.
"Oh Swift… keep it up and I’ll cum down your throat."
Her mouth tightens around him as she hears his words, her cheeks hollowing out slightly as she sucks harder. Her tongue flicks over the vein on the underside of his cock, driving him wild with pleasure. She moans around him, her breath hot and ragged against his skin.
"F-fuck… here it comes." He moans out, he shoves her head all the way down as he cums hard, his semen spurting down her throat.
Her mouth fills with his release; she swallows every drop greedily, reveling in the taste of him on her tongue. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her as the last throes of his orgasm shudder through his body and into hers. As he finally pulls out of her mouth, she looks up at him with a satisfied smile, breathless from their passionate encounter. "That was... incredible," she whispers hoarsely, reaching up to run a hand through his sweaty hair. "I've never felt anything like it."
"Yeah, and there’s more where that came from." He says, his cock still rock hard. "Wanna keep going?"
Her heart races at the thought of spending the night like this with him; giving in to their desires and exploring every inch of each other's bodies. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their labored breathing. "I want that."
"Awesome, first let’s take what’s left of our clothes off." He says, pulling up his shirt.
With shaky hands, she reaches to help him, her fingers fumbling with the buttons on his shirt until it's open and spread wide across the bed. Her lips trail up his chest, over his neck and to his earlobe where she takes a delicate bite, moaning into the skin as he trembles under her touch.
Her own clothes soon join their discarded pile on the floor, leaving them both naked and exposed in the soft glow of the moonlight streaming through his bedroom window.
"Well? Do you want to take lead this time?" He asks, looking at her expectantly.
She smiles seductively and climbs on top of him, straddling his hips with hers. Her hands move to his chest, tracing lazy circles around his nipples as she leans down, her breath fanning across his skin. "I think I'd like that," she whispers before taking one into her mouth and sucking gently. Her other hand reaches between their bodies, finding him hard once more and stroking him slowly up and down.
"Fuck that’s good…" he moans, his cock throbbing in her hand beneath her. Max’s hips twitch a little, betraying his desperate want to be inside her.
Her tongue circles around his nipple, teasing and tormenting him with every flick. Her other hand moves faster on his cock, stroking him with more urgency as she feels the tension building inside her once again. She leans down further, breath hot against his skin as she whispers, "Do you like this?" Her hips grind against him, her wet heat begging for contact. Her hand grips him tightly, guiding him toward where she wants him most.
Max’s groans answer her question before he can. "Yes… I need you so bad…"
Her heart races as she feels him grow harder beneath her hand. She kisses his chest, breath hot against his skin before looking up at him with hooded eyes. "Then take me," she whispers before guiding his cock to where she's so wet for him. With a groan, he pushes inside her, filling her completely as they both moan in unison.
Her hands move to grip his shoulders, digging into the firm muscle as their hips meet in a desperate rhythm.
"Y-yes~" he moans, his cock eager to push deeper inside her.
Her head falls back against his chest as their hips move in perfect sync. Her body trembles with each thrust, every touch sending shivers down her spine. "Oh God, Max... I've never felt anything like this," she whispers breathlessly. Her nails dig into his shoulders, urging him onward as they continue to lose themselves in the heat of their passion.
Her lips find his neck, sucking and nipping at his skin before trailing down towards his chest. She feels so close, on the edge of something incredible...
"It’s amazing…" Max moans, his hands gripping her ass. "You’re gonna make me…" he whispers into her ear, his cock twitching in agreement.
"Yes!" Swift cries out, her hips slamming down onto his cock as she meets his thrusts with wild abandon. The pleasure builds rapidly within her, spiraling higher until finally it crests over, her orgasm crashing through her like waves against the shore. Her entire body trembles, clenching around him tightly as she screams his name.
"It’s amazing…" Max moans, his hands gripping her ass. "You’re gonna make me…" he whispers into her ear, his cock twitching in agreement.
Her heart races as she feels him getting closer and closer to the edge. "Don't hold back," she whispers breathlessly against his skin. Her hips thrust harder against his, trying to urge him over the brink. "Let go... let it out." She arches her back, her nails digging deeper into his shoulders as she meets every thrust with a moan of desire. The pleasure building inside her is almost unbearable; she can feel herself close to orgasm, but at the same time, she wants him to cum first.
"Oh fuck, here it comes…" he moans finally, grabbing her and holding her down on him as he feels himself pulsating inside her. "Oohhhhh, wow." He groans out, throwing his head back. "Too good…" he whispers.
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him cum deep inside her. The tightness around his cock combined with the intensity of his release send shivers down her spine. She moans softly against his skin, wrapping her legs and arms around him, holding on as they both ride out their orgasms together. It's a moment that feels almost too perfect to be real; as if everything has finally fallen into place just the way it was always meant to.
As their bodies quiver with aftershocks, she closes her eyes and savors the feeling of being so close to him. It's not just the sex; it's everything that led up to this moment. The way they've grown closer over the past few days... the understanding they now share... She knows that whatever happens next, she wants to be a part of it.
With a satisfied sigh, she nuzzles her face into his neck and whispers softly, "That was incredible."
"It was." He says. "But I’m exhausted, wanna call it a night?" He asks before adding on in a whisper "we can fuck all day tomorrow."
Her lips curl into a soft smile as she listens to his words. The thought of spending the night - and even the whole day tomorrow - wrapped up in his arms is almost too much to resist. "Sounds perfect," she whispers, her eyelids starting to droop from the combination of pleasure and exhaustion. As he holds her close, she nestles deeper into the warmth of his body, already looking forward to what tomorrow might bring.
Her breathing steadies as she listens to his heartbeat slow down, mirroring her own. The weight of his arm across her waist feels reassuringly heavy and comfortable; a physical manifestation of their newfound closeness. With a contented sigh, Swift drifts off to sleep, secure in the knowledge that no matter what tomorrow brings, she'll be facing it with Max by her side.
As sleep claims her, images of their passionate night dance through her dreams. The feel of his skin against hers, the heat of their bodies tangled together, the sounds of their pleasure echoing in the room... It all blends together into a hazy sense of contentment that lingers even as she drifts further away from consciousness.
When she wakes up later, her first thought is of him; of how perfect he feels wrapped around her and how much she wants to feel it again.
"Mmm… morning…" Max whispers from behind her. His morning wood begins pressing into her back. "You ready to milk this cock again?" He asks, hardly waiting for an answer as his hands wander towards her hips.
"Yes," she whispers, her voice husky with desire. "I want to feel you inside me again." She turns around in his embrace, arching up onto her knees as he pushes into her, filling her completely. Her hands run through his hair, tangling in the soft strands as their hips move together in a rhythm that's become second nature to them.
The morning light streams through the window, painting their entwined forms with a warm glow as they lose themselves once again in the passion between them.
"Fuck, morning sex is the best~" he whispers into her ear, kissing her gently as he thrusts deeper and deeper.
"It really is," she agrees breathlessly, arching her back in response to his touch. Her fingernails dig into his shoulders as they move together faster, the connection between them growing tighter with each passing second. "I love how we can be like this... so open and honest about what we want."
"Yeah, nothing turns me on more when you just confess how much you want me. Or when you beg for my come." He says, grabbing her waist as he moves faster.
Her heart races at his words; she's never felt so desired before. "Please... I want all of you," she moans, her hips moving in time with his thrusts. Her hands grip the sheets beneath her as she feels herself growing closer to orgasm once again. "I need you..."
Her body tenses and arches as it builds up inside her; her breath coming out in ragged gasps that mingle with his moans of pleasure.
"F-fuck, I’m coming." He moans. "Let me do it inside you again, but beg for it first."
Her body quakes with anticipation as she feels him getting closer; her fingernails digging into his shoulders in response to the pleasure coursing through her. "Please... I need you... give it to me..." Her voice cracks with emotion, her breath coming out in ragged gasps. "I want all of your cum inside me... make me yours."
"Ahhh! Here it comes!" He says, yelling out as his seed spills deep inside her.
Her entire body tenses and convulses around him as she cries out in ecstasy, her orgasm overwhelming her senses. With each thrust, he fills her more completely with his seed, claiming her in a way that feels so right it's almost unbearable.
Her fingers tangle in the sheets beneath her, holding on as she rides out the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. When at last they subside, she collapses forward onto him, their chests heaving as they catch their breath together.