Dildo fucking…

I like it when you tell me cum has starting to run down your inner thigh and when returning from the bathroom you tell me how much I came; then you slide back into bed smelling of sex. You kiss me and tell me how you are still horny and want more — I say I will need a little time to recover and you laugh and reach down to feel my soft sticky cock.

Pulling the sheets back, you move to straddle me, and as I look up, you lick two fingers and move to your swollen cunt. You keep staring at me as you spread your folds and play with your clit — you are red and sticky with our juices.

You ask me to find the dildo, and as I stare up at you, I blindly reach for it under the covers and finally find it. Grabbing it, I hold it like a second cock just above my belly button and invite you to fuck me again. I hold it tight with two hands as you reposition and slowly guide neon pink deep and then grind into my hands. You fuck silently and reach to take control of the dildo and I watch you lose yourself in pleasure. You have lifted off me to make it easier to fuck yourself and the dildo now glistens.

I whisper my cock is coming back to life and you tell me it’s too late and I will have to lay there and just watch. You reposition still more to move your cunt, and the dildo you’re fucking, to my chin; your scent fills me. I watch the dildo spread red lips, and as I sense you building to climax, you stop. You pull the dildo out and push yourself onto my face and then grab my head to force my mouth hard into your cunt. You demand I make you cum. My tongue rolls around your clit but moves quickly to plunge inside. I can’t breathe as you grind into me and I move my tongue in and out with urgency — I can hear you groan, and your body tightens and juices fill my mouth. There is a moment I feel like I’m drowning but you shift again and I swallow; I can breathe again.

You’ve reached around and compliment my hard cock, and as if wondering aloud, ask how we can make sure it doesn’t go to waste. Then impishly, you get on top of me and kiss me softly on the lips and tell me you have an idea. You say that since we have a very talented dildo, we should see if it’s true that I can cum by using just a dildo. You kiss me again and mutter something about finding the lube; you shift yourself off me with determination.

You look like sex as you reach for the dildo.

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