I ran my cock up and down the valley between Carla’s soft tits. She licked the head as it emerged each time. “Fuck them, cover me with your cum,” she said as she squeezed the full, round orbs closer together. I slowed, savouring the soft warmth that engulfed me. She released her tits and took my throbbing member in one hand. She worked my shaft, slowly and gently at first but tightening her grip and increasing her speed as she sensed I was about to come. With perfect timing, she buried me between her soft breasts and I erupted between them, coating them and filling the valley between them.
Carla dipped her fingers in the pool that was forming and scooped up as much as she could. She dripped it onto her tongue and all around her mouth. “You taste good,” she said as she licked her lips.
“Now, I am going to fuck you senseless. You will fucking beg. Your legs are going to need to be reintroduced to each other by the time I’ve finished with you.”
“Don’t make promises you can’t keep,” she said, spreading her legs wide. “It takes a real man to keep up with me.” That bit I could believe. I already knew that she was almost insatiable.
I knelt between her legs and ran my fingers down her slit. She was soaking wet and her swollen lips yielded as soon as I touched them. Carla eased her hips upwards, almost pulling me into her. I slipped two fingers in, then three. I withdrew my hand, made a fist, and rubbed my knuckles against her. “Fuck,” she moaned.
“Later, much later, first you get teased.” I pushed hard against her hot, willing opening. She resisted for a second or two until I eased my hand inside. Carla yelled in ecstasy as I remade the fist inside her and started to pump her slowly, going deeper with each stroke, stretching her each time. As I started to go faster, Carla bucked hard against me. I felt her insides go into spasm. “You fucking bastard,” she yelled, as she came hard around my hand. The juices sluiced out of her and along my arm. She expected me to withdraw but I stayed in place and slowly twisted my fist, first in one direction and then in the other, working her.
The second climax wasn’t far away. I extended my fingers to massage her cervix. She thrust herself upwards as I remade the fist and pumped fast and hard. Carla grabbed her ankles and pulled her legs towards her then she cried out as she went over the edge again.
“That was fucking amazing. I thought you were going to split me in half,” she said once she’d regained her breath. She was lying flat on her back, legs still spread wide. I was alongside her, toying with her nipples as she gently massaged my balls. I was rock hard again within minutes.
“You have to deal with that now and I will make you beg before we’ve finished,” I said as I moved into position between her legs. I worked my cock head up and down her wide-open slit. She was still dripping wet, I eased myself into her then plunged as deep as I could. She yelled as I hit the limits of her pussy, stretching her again. I pushed as hard as I could, holding myself deep inside her.
“Fuck me hard,” she yelled, “screw my pussy, fucking pound me.”
“Beg for it,” I held myself balls-deep in her and felt her squirming.
“Just fuck me hard. Do it, you bastard, fuck me.”
I pulled right back, then drove in again, and again. I was piling into her as hard and as fast as I could. Carla writhed, bucked, and wriggled while keeping up a stream of gasps, moans, and foul-mouthed commentary.
“Don’t you dare come yet, you bastard. Fuck me harder, harder.” When she screamed, most of the hotel heard as Carla reached her next climax. She clamped her legs around me, pulling me deep into her as her pussy went into another searing spasm around me. “More, fucking keep going,” she said breathlessly. I started to pound her again, deep into that welcoming, hot, velvet tunnel. Her muscles clenched hard as they pulsed around me,
“I’m going to come,” was all I could manage as I drove in deep one last time and released spurt after spurt deep inside her.
Carla was the first to speak. She was lying on her back, and I was on my side, playing gently with one tit while sucking on the other. “You are fucking crazy. I feel like I’ve been fucked by a bus.”
“You couldn’t get enough from a bus load. I’ll bet you want still more.” She pushed me onto my back and rolled alongside me. Carla squeezed my balls and started to stroke my cock. I responded immediately. “You know the rules, you have to deal with it now,” I said.
“Oh, I fucking hope so,” she doubled her efforts and I was rock hard again in about thirty seconds.
“Got some more of that juice for me have you?” She straddled me then lowered her warm wetness onto me. I pushed up to meet her, “You keep still, I’m in charge here.” As soon as Carla reached rock bottom, she started to grind against me, slowly at first then gathering momentum. I reached for her tits, she seized my hands and forced them hard into her soft flesh, then she started to bounce up and down, squeezing me hard as she did so. She slammed down hard onto me as she lost control. I felt the river of juice as it ran all over me.
Carla paused for a few seconds then started to grind again. I freed one hand and reached behind her, slipping my finger deep into her arse. She yelped, then pushed back hard, engulfing my finger.
Carla lifted herself up, pushed my hand away, then moved forward to line her tight puckered hole up with my cock. She plunged onto me. For a split second her whole weight felt like it was on my cock, then she way and I was deep inside her tight arse. She started to play with her pussy as she moved slowly on my cock, stretching her insides. “Don’t you dare fucking come yet, you bastard.” Sorry Carla, I think someone in the bar may not have heard that.
I lasted a couple of minutes longer. Her tightness proved too much in the end. Carla slammed herself down on me as she felt me explode inside her. She leaned back into me and took one tit in each hand. My hand found the open goal between her legs and I caressed her pussy until I felt her clench every internal muscle with ecstasy. Carla fell forward onto me, my softened cock was freed from the confines of its prison. “You win,” she said.
“You’ll be sucking me dry before breakfast,” I said.
“You’ll be fucking me again within half an hour.”
Carla started to massage my balls.