Page 64 of Badd Baby

She took the latex ring from me and slid down to sit on my thighs, fitting the rubber to the tip of my cock and then rolling it down onto me. She didn't wait for any more commands, then—she grasped my shaft and fit my tip to her folds, hesitated. Locking eyes with me, balanced over me, palms flat on my chest, she slid onto me, filled herself with my cock. Her mouth hung open as I stretched her tight, hot, wet pussy.

Bending over me as she slowly eased herself down my length, her tits brushed my chest and her mouth found mine, lips to lips, not kissing but just touching as she gasped, taking inch after inch of me.

Her big, beautiful, round ass settled onto my thighs, and I ached for being so fully inside her. "Rune," I growled. "Fuck, you're so goddamned tight. Jesus."

I filled my hands with that plump, perfect ass, then lifted her almost off of me, and then yanked her down, thrusting up into her, hard.

She screamed.

Came.

Every last inch of her curves shook, then, as she spasmed above me, pussy squeezing hard around my cock, and she dug her nails into my chest, gasping a shrill, desperate cry.

"Oh fuck, Duncan!” Her orgasm released her, and she collapsed forward, arms circling my neck as she gasped.

For a moment, she only lay there on top of me, my cock buried inside her, and panted.

And then she levered up onto one hand, covering my mouth with the other. "My turn."

I nodded, thrusting into her.

Bracing both hands on my chest, she lifted her ass high, until my cock was about to slip out…and then slammed down onto me, hard. I shouted at the rough slap of her ass against my thighs, the ache of being driven so deep my balls throbbed.

Another slow grind on me.

A third.

Faster.

Faster.

And then…she was mercilessly riding me, slapping her against my thighs so fast it sounded almost like applause, taking control and taking what she wanted. I couldn't even begin to keep up—there was nothing I could do but lay beneath her and let her have her way with me, and it was beautiful.

I groaned and grunted as she rode me, pushing hard, desperate thrusts into her as she slammed me deeper and deeper and deeper with each wet, slapping thrust.

"Oh fuck, fuck, oh fuck," I grunted, "Rune, I'm gonna come. Oh god—Rune, oh fuck!"

Buried to the hilt, she stopped moving. "Not yet."

I tensed every muscle, trying like hell to hold back. "Fuck—I'm trying."

With my cock as deep as it could go, Rune rolled her hips, dragging her slick lips against me, tilting back and forth and then circling. Tilt, circle, tilt, circle, and my balls ached with the need to release, but I held it back.

Titling faster, now, she ground herself on me, bringing me back to the edge of climax. "Duncan?"

I snarled wordlessly, thrusting into her, pushing deeper. "What?"

She sat upright, kneeling tall so I was about to slip free. "Come."

With that command on her lips, she slammed down onto me, and I had no choice but to obey. Shouting, guttural and hoarse, I emptied myself into her, thrusting up into her downstroke. She cried out as well, her pussy rippling around me with her own orgasm. And then she was riding me again, rising on her knees and slamming down, sitting tall with her head thrown back, hands cupping her big, bouncing tits, rising and crashing down harder and harder until her orgasm ripped her into weeping, whimpering shudders, collapsing forward.

Still coming, I palmed her ass cheeks and pulled her open so I could fuck deep, hard, and fast, and she wailed into my chest as I took her, each thrust almost brutally hard, slapping and squelching and crushing as deep as her body would allow.

I came so hard I saw stars, then, and my body was out of my control, and all I could do was fuck Rune through my orgasm.

Gradually, sense returned to me, and I slowed my thrusting, loosening my grip on her ass. Unable to help myself, I cracked my hand against her ass hard enough that she shrieked in shock.

"Duncan!" she protested. "What the hell?"