Page 126 of Size King

Megan

Ican see it in his eyes as we stare at each other. With an uncertain future ahead for us both and our bodies so unbelievably attracted to one another, we know what lays ahead. I look forward to it gladly. I can feel myself becoming wet for him already.

To say I’m confused would be a severe understatement. I can’t make up my mind on what is most important. The only thing I know for sure in that moment is how badly I’ve been wanting to feel him inside me again.

We kiss, devouring each other’s lips as if they truly might be going away forever. We both begin to breathe heavier and moan louder the more we kiss and the more aroused we become.

We touch each other all over, fiercely going at it and kissing each other all over, too. We undress each other as quickly as possible, unable to even get ourselves to my bedroom. We collapse on the couch, clumsily sliding off all layers of clothing while driving each other wild.

After he gets my shirt and bra off, he kisses my neck. This is enough to send me over the edge. Feeling his warm lips and manly facial hair pressing into my neck is enough to ruin my panties.

“Just fuck me, Dustin,” I beg.

“Yes, ma’am.”

After we are fully disrobed and nude, I lay down on my back so that my legs are hanging off the couch. I am wet, quivering, and have my legs spread wide for him. He stares between my legs for several moments, obviously liking what he sees.

I’m not ready for what he has in store for me. He puts his cock deep inside of me hard and fast, practically knocking the breath out of me every time he goes deeper. His initial penetration takes my breath away, and every subsequent thrust gives more of it back to me so that I can moan for him. I can’t believe he is taking me right there on my couch. It is so hot, andheis so hot. He knows just how to fuck me.

“You’re going to make me cum!” I cry.

“Yes, fucking give it to me, girl!” Dustin yells.

I do as he wants, tightening nicely along his shaft and creaming all over his girth. I shout at the top of my lungs with no signs of volume lowering. I think that me screaming like I am will be enough for him to burst his thick load inside of me, but somehow, he maintains his powerful erection, like a warrior intent on total domination.

I move aside so that he can join me on the couch. He lays down and begins to stroke himself, going all the way from top to base, furiously jerking off while I situate myself on top of him.

“You ready for me to ride you, baby?” I ask.

“Fucking do it, Megan,” he growls.

I climb into his lap, lowering myself slowly down his thick pole, taking in as much of him as I can. Each time I go back up and down, I take just a little bit more of him. He’s so fucking big.

Once I have all of him snugly within my walls, I begin to really ride him hard. I lean down so that we can kiss each other while I fuck his hot dick.

He generally keeps his hands on either my ass or my breasts. At one point, while I rode him and leaned in close to him, he starts fondling my chest and sucking on my nipples as they come close to impacting with his face. His mouth and tongue are just as good at melting my tits as they are at oral pleasures.

“Keep sucking my tits, baby…”

While he firmly massages my right breast with one hand and spanks my ass with his other hand, he is also nibbling and tugging on my nipples like he is hoping for sustenance.

I start to touch my clit as I keep riding him, and this is what does it for me.

I climax so many times during this most intense ride. It is the first time that I experienced multiple orgasms, at least, that’s what I think they are, with each one being more powerful than the last.

My finale comes when he finally shoots his massive load up deep inside of me. He fucks me like a madman when he gets really close, and when it comes time to release, he fills me up with so much of his custard that I can feel it dripping down my thighs.

After our lovemaking is complete,I get us both some towels to wipe ourselves down. We end up cuddling with each other in bed for a while—no talking or deep discussions about life or where things might be headed for us.

I want him to stay the night, but I know that he is going to have to leave at some point to go back to his house with his sons. However, he would name a time that he is leaving, and then he would add another ten minutes onto the time so he doesn’t have to go. He doesn’t want to leave my bed.

Eventually though, the time does come. I am the strong one and get out of bed first and start getting dressed. He follows suit, watching me as I put everything back on.

“Hey, are you busy tomorrow?” he asks.

“Well, I work foryounow,” I say. “I haven’t really gotten my schedule yet, so really, I think it’s up to you, sir.”

“I’m not asking for you to come and work at the shop,” he clarifies. “Although Iamasking you for a favor. I promise you can say no, but just know that I’d pay you.”