So, I straddled him, kissing him all over while grinding on his hard dick. I grabbed another condom from my drawer and carefully rolled it onto his shaft before slowly impaling myself on his cock. I started fucking him slowly, giggling and moaning in pleasure. He knew he had to make me orgasm, so he encouraged me to increase the pace. We continued for a while, and oh my God, it was pure bliss. It felt like heaven.
The intensity between my ass and his dick was incredible. I watched as he thrust into me, causing my hair to bounce back and revealing his enjoyment of my bouncing boobs and loud moans. Just as I was about to climax, I pushed myself even harder, and he understood, joining in the passionate rhythm even though I was on top (he’s incredibly strong). I reached my peak, cumming on his dick, and then collapsed on the bed, taking deep breaths and smiling with satisfaction.
But he wasn’t finished yet. He turned me around and positioned me like a dog, taking me from behind. There was a dressing table next to the bed, and he made sure he had a good view so he could enjoy it from a third-person perspective while still giving it to me. He grabbed my hair like reins and began pounding into me with increasing intensity. He went even deeper than before, causing some pain, but he reveled in it.
Still full of energy, he carried me over to the dressing table, spread my legs wide, and continued his passionate assault. The force of his thrusts shook the entire table, making me feel like I was in an earthquake.
I started trembling and shivering right away when I noticed it, causing him to slow down and remove his cock. He sat on the bed, observing my trembling abdomen. However, he had a different idea. He asked me if he could fulfill one small desire – to have sex without condom on with me until he climaxed inside me. I told him that I wouldn’t assist him in that way. But he insisted that he would do anything for me if I allowed him to. After considering the situation, I realized it wasn’t my ovulation period and I had my pills, so I agreed to let him have sex without a condom but suggested he pull out instead. He agreed to the arrangement and expressed his preference for the missionary position. I was fine with it, so I lay on the bed with my legs apart.
He leaned over me and kissed me passionately. This time, he wanted it to be very romantic, with my moans and slow movements, like how a married couple might make love. So, he slowly inserted his penis and began grinding against me. Since I had already had multiple sessions, it didn’t feel as special, so I had to fake my moans just to make him feel good. The moans were soft, romantic, and seductive. I called out his name each time, and he continued to make love to me slowly, which I actually enjoyed. Then, he increased the pace slightly before finally ejaculating a little inside me and pulling out to finish off on my navel. I quickly rushed to the bathroom to clean up and returned to find him asleep, naked. Since I was tired, I took a pill and slept next to him with the lights off and the blanket on. Eventually, we cuddled each other and fell asleep.