can't clench them together. I wriggle to escape while simultaneously chanting, "Yes, yes, yes... "
He doesn't stop, just gives me more of those light glides of his tongue, using the flattened tip to play with the very sensitive pearl of my clit. He rims my wet channel with the tip of his tongue and I nearly go over. I have no idea how long he's been at it - I've lost all concept of time - but I can tell, between his mouth and how turned on I am, I'm drenched down there. I can feel moisture tickling down between the cheeks of my ass and I wiggle at the sensation.
The man's a mind reader, I guess, knowing exactly why I'm suddenly antsy. With his mouth still sucking and licking, his fingers creep down to slide through that escaping moisture. He plays for a beat or two, just sliding back and forth, until his fingers slide in deep into my pussy. He bends them forward and I cry out.
I'm so close that it's nearly painful. And scary. I'm about to come and the power of it is like watching a 747 aimed right at where I'm standing as it falls from the sky. But Zach's hands hold me in place. There's no escaping the coming explosion.
I thrash and cry out. I'm not even aware of what words I'm using when I scream, but I can feel one finger slide through that overabundance of moisture to circle around a place where no man has ever been. My eyes shoot open in shock, but not because it's uncomfortable. It's one of those things I'd never thought to try, but now that Zach has brought it up, I am more than happy to ride out the pleasure I'm getting from it.
"Oh god. Yes. Oh my god," I say, my chest heaving.
Zach moans and mumbles something into my pussy, then his finger slips inside, pressing and leaving, pressing further, then out again. He's all the way to his knuckle when I feel the fingers in my pussy begin to move.
While playing in my ass, he kept his other fingers still. It was just enough to stretch me and stroke me lightly inside. He's moving now and I'm gone. I break out in a sweat just before I come all over his hand, that 747 hitting me right between the legs and detonating up the lines of my body. I shake and twist, riding out the quaking pleasure his fingers and mouth are providing.
When I open my eyes, I see Zach, his chest heaving, his cock thick and heavy between his legs.
I reach for it with one weak hand, intent on repaying the favor, but he shakes his head, instead leaning away. I watch him open a drawer and pull out a snake of condoms, ripping one off and dropping the rest on the bed.
I help him rip it open. He lets me put it on, sliding my fists, one over the other, down his length until he's covered. He doesn't wait and I barely see him move before he's thrusting deep, burying himself inside.
I cry out in ecstasy and he opens his eyes enough to watch my face, just in case. It has to be obvious I'm euphoric, especially when I grip his ass and push him to move. I need more. I just came harder than I've ever come before, but I have his cock now, pumping hard and deep, and I need to come again.
I need it like I need air. Like I need him.
Oh god, I'm desperate.
I can feel the climbing sensation, the coiling deep inside as his thick cock slides in and out.
"Harder! More! Oh god, Zach," I nearly cry. "Please, please, please!"
His speed increases and his fingers move between our bodies gently flicking my clit.
Once more, I'm gone. In the haze of orgasm, I feel Zach freeze up only moments later and go deep for a few more strokes.
I scream at a pitch so high I can't even hear myself. I imagine it would have shattered the truck windows if he'd ever fucked me like this in high school. Probably better that he hadn't then. Would have been difficult to explain to our parents.
My brain makes these odd mental circuits while I float a few feet above my body. Zach has collapsed over me, his body still twitching along with mine, his cock still deep and