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Story: Delayed Offsides

Do you see her there? Working my cock up and down, adding her hand when needed because hello, I got length to brag about. But that’s not the part that makes this shit epic. Do you see the mascara smearing around her eyes? What about the spit dripping down my balls and her gagging because she’s going so deep I’m hitting the back of her throat?
That’s what makes this legendary. And I’ve only ever gotten blow jobs like this from the one I obsess over. I’ve literally jerked off to this very sight to the point I rubbed the skin off my dick once. Should have used some lube that time, but back to this amazing blow job.
I let her continue to deep throat me for a few minutes, but when I get close to coming, I stop her. No way do I want this to end before I can sink inside that perfect wet pussy. “Go lay on the bed,” I tell her, pulling her up.
She does, strutting over there, giving me the first glimpse of her naked body I’ve waited nearly a year for. Curvy, olive skin, and hair cascading down the middle of her back, just fucking beautiful.
After I stare for a moment, I make my way over to the bed and crawl toward her. With one hand on her hip to hold her in place, I use the other one to slap her other tit, not overly hard but enough, something she fucking loves. I move to straddle her stomach. With one hand on the headboard and the other holding myself firmly against her tits, I slide between them. Callie stops me for a moment and draws me deep in her mouth, all the way until her lips touch my balls, and then pushes me back so I can slide with ease as she squeezes her tits together for me, cradling my dick.
Oh yeah.
Pulling back and pushing forward until the head of my dick is hitting her chin and my balls are resting on her chest. “You’re so dirty, baby,” I whisper, watching with rapt attention as she lets me fuck her tits. “Open your mouth. Swirl your tongue on the head.”
Girls? If you don’t do this for your man, try it. I bet he likes it. If not from pleasure, but the visual effect of the head of his cock between your lips.
“There you go.” I suck in a breath. “Look at you. So fucking pretty with a cock in your mouth.”
Callie’s lashes flutter, and she smiles the best she can and then flicks her tongue on the underside. I grip my headboard and lean forward, sliding from her mouth and fucking her tits.
I lean my head against the headboard, trying to control myself and not come all over her face. Any other time I bet she’d love that shit, but like I said, I really want inside her pussy. Which reminds me, why am I fucking her tits? Moving down her body, I touch her lips. “While this is good, I need to be inside you.”
She wipes her chin. “No complaints here.”
I reach for the condom.
After I have the condom out of the drawer, I look down at her lust-stricken gaze. “You want this, right?” I ask, trying to let her know if she doesn’t, we can stop.
She nods, her hands seeking out my shoulders. “I want you on top.”
I do as she asks, positioning myself between her legs. She smiles, and I smile, our breathing erratic. I kiss her again, unable to keep my lips from hers.
The moment I sink into her, I fist the pillow beneath her head and then wrap the other around her shoulders, pulling her into my every thrust.
“I missed you,” she whispers into my ear, holding onto me just as tightly. She cries out in pleasure, me giving her exactly what she needed.
Rising up on my hands is not easy, but I have to watch this, and I want her to see what she does to me, what she leaves me with. A man begging for her touch.
As I rock in and out of her, my hand around her shoulder slips between us. Her pussy is soaking wet, an intoxicating scent that my body craves. I shift my position and lean back on my knees. With her body laid out before me, she watches me, her hands over mine on her hips. I angle her pelvis at the right angle and pound deeper inside her.
“Touch yourself,” I tell her and take her hand to place it on her clit.
“That’s your job, asshole.”
“I know.” I grunt, slamming inside her harder now as I raise my ass off my feet. “But it’s so much hotter watching you do it.”
With an eye roll, she does what I’m asking of her, her thighs trembling as they spread wider around mine.
Do you see us there on the bed? It’s a bit of an awkward position, but amazing. Try it. Doesn’t work for everyone, but I love the view it gives me. Her tits bounce, her pussy’s wide open for me to slide in and out, but best of all, she’s writhing in pleasure. Sure, she’s getting herself off, but what better way for me to enjoy every bit of her laid bare for me, quite literally? She’s vulnerable, and I get to watch every second of it.
Drawing her bottom lip into her mouth, her cheeks flush, her index and middle finger working over her clit erratically. Back and forth, a fluid artful motion I’m enthralled by. Her nipples pucker deliciously, and I fight the urge to lean forward and greedily suck them into my mouth.
Instead, I fuck her faster, harder, her walls clenching around me.
“Oh God, faster…,” she begs, her entire body shaking, her fingers working over her clit faster and faster.
Her eyes squeeze shut, her body shaking beneath mine and the backs of her thighs sticking to mine. My orgasm is there, on the edge, but I hold off, desperate to see her come on my dick.
Callie’s entire body begins to tremble, her eyes squeezed shut now as she grips my wrists with her other hand. “Oh my God,” she says again. “Come with me.”