Paul pounded the soles of his feet against the floor, and sweat trickled down his face. Even through his tan, Denise could see a deep scarlet flush spread across his face. His eyes were clamped shut, and he was frowning and groaning. His expression looked like one of pain rather than pleasure. But she could feel that he was going to come soon.
His prick swelled up, and she tasted little spurts of his pre-cum – salty and delicious!
"Gonna come, mama! Gonna come!" he cried. "Take it, take my jism, baby. Take it!"
She could feel his orgasm traveling up his body. His nuts began straining against the taut skin of his hairy sac. And then his prick gave a sudden lurch down her throat. "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!" He growled, and his cockhead began to spurt his load of cum down Denise's throat.
She had been expecting it, but she still flinched at the sudden rush of his hot oily jism. It gushed hot and creamy into her belly, filling her up.
He had a heavy load of cum, but his orgasm seemed to pass too quickly for her. She wanted more of his cum, wanted to keep sucking and sucking his prick for hours.
But his prick was softening, going limp and it finally shrank enough so that his prickhead now lay in her mouth rather than down her throat. The last drops of jism trickled down into her mouth, and she savored them, able to taste his cum better now that it was saturating her taste buds. It had an exotic, slightly bitter flavor to it, she discovered. Her Greek God was full of surprises.
The boy breathed deeply, his eyes closed, a look of tired contentment on his face. His cock lay limp and sloppy on his belly.
Denise was pleased she had sucked him off, but she still had a pulsing, itching need deep in her cunt.
"I gotta come!" she moaned.
She lay back on the floor and lifted her knees, spreading them widely apart. She reached up and began to rub her sopping pussy for relief, concentrating on her thick, aroused clit.
"Ooooh, yeah, feels good," she murmured, and she stuck a finger up her wet cunt as she rubbed her clit.
She began humping her ass up and grinding her hips as her pussy got hotter, finger fucking herself toward a climax.
Paul opened his eyes and looked over at her. His prick jerked at the sexy sight. Her forehead was wrinkled into a tense frown, her lips parted. Her nipples were pointing out straight, astonishing in their length and stiffness. He could see her puffy pussy lips, smeared with puffy juice. "Oh, mama, I'm gonna lick that juicy cunt of yours," he gasped.
Denise didn't hear him. She was lost in the intense pleasure she was feeling. She longed for the release her impending orgasm would give her.
Paul rolled over on his belly and slithered between her thighs.
"I'm gonna suck your cunt," he said, more loudly this time, breaking into Denise's lusty daze.
"Oh yeah," she moaned with a smile. "Oh yeah – lick my cunt! I gotta come! Gotta come!"
She let her hands drop as he reached for her pussy lips and spread them. Her pink seething cunt hole looked warm and inviting.
"Ah God!" Demise cried when he swiped up her pussy, slurping onto her clit. "Aaaaah!"
"Mmmmmmm…" Paul liked the tangy taste of her pussy juice, liked the feel of her hard throbbing clit. He'd never seen or touched a clit like that before, so meaty and swollen. He jabbed his tongue deep into her fuck hole, swirling, it around the walls of her cunt.
"Fuckin' shit!" Denise yelped when she felt the slightly rough surface of his tongue deep in her cunt. "Suck me! God – I can't stand it!"
Paul slowly removed his tongue, then jabbed it in her cunt again, rolling it, stabbing it, sliding it along her fuck tunnel.
Then he withdrew his tongue and slid it around the outside of her pussy, tickling her pussy lips unmercifully and finally flicking it at her throbbing clit.
As he sucked her clit, he thrust his large-knuckled finger up her cunthole and fucked it in and out like a prick.
"You're gonna make me come!" Denise wailed, pounding her fists against the floor. "Please, please make me come!"
Paul immediately pulled his face away from her clit and leered down at her.
"No! No! Don't stop!" she pleaded, pounding her fists once again. "I wanna come!"
He bent his head down near her cunt, but did not make contact with it. Instead, he puckered his lips and blew a stream of air along her pussy gash and clit.
"Aaaaaah! Help me! Aaaaaah!" Denise screamed, her stomach and thighs jerking out of control. "Fill my cunt! Please!"
Paul quickly stuck his tongue back in her cunt and fucked it in and out as he crushed her clit with his finger.
"Aaaaaagh! Fuuuuuck!" Denise shrieked, her orgasm coming on her suddenly and violently.
She jerked and writhed uncontrollably, raking her fingernails against the floorboards, kicking her feet out and stamping them on the floor.
Paul kept tongue-fucking her pussy as wave after wave of pleasure broke over her body. Her pussy-cream flowed out all over his tongue and lips and dribbled down his chin.
At last, her orgasm began to subside slowly, replaced by a heavy, warm glow of satisfaction. Her clit was so sensitive that it began to shoot jolts of pain up her belly and spine as he continued to crush it with his finger.
"No – stop now! Stop!" she whimpered, so spent that she could barely speak.
But he paid no attention to her. He had been turned on by her violent writhing and screaming. And he sucked madly at her creaming fuck-hole, wanting to lick up every last drop of her pussy juice.
He looked down at her with smoldering eyes. His prick was hard and throbbing again. He pushed her knees down, keeping her legs spread, and moved over her, grabbing his large cock in one hand as he aimed it at her still spasming cunt.
Denise was tired and numb end did not fight him as he stuffed his prick up her cunt and immediately began fucking into her.
"Aaaah, Christ!" he growled as he felt the tightness and heat of her cunt around his cock. "Gonna fuck the shit out of you! Gonna take you hard!"
"Ugh! Nooooo…" Denise grunted.
She lay lifelessly beneath him. She felt puffy and sore. She had just experienced the greatest orgasm of her life, and she could no longer respond to any more stimulation. She wanted to rest, and now this boy was practically raping her inert body.
Paul thought he would go out of his mind with excitement. The bitch had a tight, tight cunt, and it was getting dry, providing a rough friction that jarred and scratched at his sensitive cockmeat.
He reached up and grabbed her tits, kneading them hard, digging into her sensitive tit flesh with his nails.
"Uhhhhhh – you're hurting me," Denise whined. But her complaints simply added to his excitement.
His eased down on her and sucked at her neck as he continued to fuck into her cunt with his huge swollen prick. He left a trail of semi-circular black and blue marks along the side of her neck and along her collar bone as he sucked her tender flesh into his mouth.
He wanted to consume the woman – to possess her entirely. The touch of her soft, elastic flesh gave him a heady, invincible feeling and he was savage with his fuck thrusts.
"Help me! Stop!" Denise screamed.
She was beginning to get back some of her strength, and she pushed the palm of her hand against his face, trying to get his cruel sucking lips and biting teeth off of her neck and cleavage.
But Paul was too high, too exhilarated to stop. He fucked her cunt in hard, fast strokes now, and he could feel another load of jism building up in his balls.
Denise felt the boy's prick swelling in her cunt, and she gasped at the sudden pleasure she felt at having a really full pussy. Her cunt was still dry, and it fell like it was being ripped and torn by his huge, plunging cock. But it felt good!
She began to writhe and hump back against Paul, yearning for more friction, more pain. But she was aroused now, and her cunt juices began to flow again, lubricating his big prick, allowing him to fuck smoothly in and out of her fuck hole.