The Sexy Squirter part 3

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The Sexy Squirter part 3

Before I could get one word out of my mouth, she pushed my shoulders down to the bed, straddled my hard, waiting cock and slid down. “My turn now”, she said with a devilish purpose in her voice. I knew, then, that I was about to be dominated. I didn’t mind that one bit! She arched her back ever so slightly, applying a firm but comfortable pressure to the base of my cock, and slid her pussy back and forth. I had the perfect view of her sweat-kissed tits, her beautiful eyes, now half open in erotic pleasure and those thick, lovely hips on both sides of me. In my biased opinion, I had the best seat in the house! I attempted to plant my feet on the bed and bend my knees to begin my upward thrusts, but she quickly shot that idea down. She reached down, slightly dug her nails into my chest and through gritted teeth said, “this…is my…show…now!” My eyes widened with a gleeful shock! I’ve never seen this side of her, but I rather enjoyed it! I rested my hands on her hips as she slowly rocked her wet pussy back and forth on my cock. “Yes, ma’am!”, I whispered. “Fuck that black dick! This is your dick, baby! Fuck it! Fuck that shit!” I couldn’t believe how marvelous she felt! I threw my head back, closed my eyes and slowly let myself float. My hands roamed her body, grazing her nipples, sliding down her torso back to her hips, rubbing her smooth, white ass. As fucked at that maddening steady pace, I couldn’t help but form a gigantic smile. I almost felt intoxicated! It was as if I was outside of myself, watching this all happen. I managed to open my eyes ever so slightly to notice that the beautiful woman riding me was sporting an almost identical smile. The only word I could describe it was ecstasy…pure ecstasy! “MMMMMM fuck! You feel so fucking good!” She softly moaned, drawing out every moment of this and enjoying my cock, inch by inch. Though she didn’t slow down her pace, her pussy gripped my cock firmer, and firmer, and firmer. Her hip bucks became more and more pronounced. My dick felt a tighter grip with every upswing. My body got hotter and hotter until I felt that familiar tingling sensation before explosion! “I’m gonna cum…I’m gonna cu…” is all I could manage as I felt the first wave rush through my shaft and into her soft pussy! She kept her slowed, firm pace, which made my orgasm that much better! Her pleasureful moans of accomplishment turned into her own deep moans of climax as the beginning of her orgasm slightly overlapped the summit of my own. “Oh God…I’m cumming…I’m cumming….fuck yeah…fuck yeah…” She deeply moaned as she took a deep, erotic breath and let out wave after wave of her cum on my pelvis and stomach. Her nails dug into my chest, holding on for dear life as she rode out her mind-blowing orgasm to completion, finally collapsing on my chest. She raised her head and our lips met in a sweaty but passionate embrace. She flopped back down on the bed. We both looked like we’d been through one of those obstacle course races, without the mud. After slightly dozing off, I managed to turn my head towards her. “So…” I said through exhausted breaths. “What do you want to do about lunch?” “Pizza” she replied, right before she began a soft snore. I cuddled up next to her and we both napped for an hour or so. We spent the rest of the weekend going out, seeing some of the sights and fucking each other’s brains out. My muscles were that good version of sore as I boarded the train back home. She’s since found a boyfriend, but we still chat from time to time. Though neither of us will soon forget what happened over that steamy, passionate weekend.

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