My Future With Mr White

By: J A Fielding

She looked at him and smiled. Maybe it was time to make him moan even louder. She slowly took his cock in her hand and began running her tongue along its length, making him moan again. She ran her tongue on one side of his cock and then on the other side before she let her tongue circle the bulbous head of his cock. She could feel him getting harder in her mouth and she decided to just go all the way and took him inside her mouth. She took him as deep as she could, making her almost gag as she felt his cock pressing at the back of her neck. She bobbed her head on his crotch for a while as she held his balls in her hands, slowly massaging him. By the way she was going, she knew that she was not giving him much of a choice. He would blow any time now unless she slowed down. She pulled his cock out of her mouth and looked at the monster she had helped create before she lay down next to him.

“My turn,” she said in a whisper. She knew that Mitchell at that moment was only thinking of getting inside her, but he had to yield too. She had already done it and it was only fair if he would do it too. Mitchell found all the strength he had in him and got in between her legs. She spread her legs and looked up at him as he looked at her pussy. By this time, she was wetter than ever. This time around, he did not have to hold back. Without any warning, he pushed his index finger inside her, making her let out a sharp moan.

“Shhh, you are going to wake up the baby,” Mitchell said as he fingered her. She turned her head and bit into the pillow as Mitchell pulled his finger out of her, only to push two long fingers deep inside her. She muffled her moans and screams for as long as she could before she finally felt an orgasm building up inside her.

“No more...I want you now,” she begged as she looked into his eyes. Mitchell smiled and pulled his fingers out of her. He settled in between her legs and let himself slide inside her in one swift move. She wrapped her arms around him as he began thrusting into her. He was clearly making up for the torture he had made her endure earlier because this time, all he was doing was just thrusting into her as if his life depended on it. The only sound in the room was of his balls slamming against her pussy and their moans.

When Mitchell finally slowed down, Natasha took this opportunity to take the reins. She once again flipped him over so that she could be on top of him. She looked down at him as she began to slowly grind herself against him, making him moan loudly. She was moving slowly as she looked at him, almost too slow. His moans were more of a complaint than pleasure. For Mitchell she was moving too slow for comfort. He suddenly grabbed her hips and began pulling her down on his cock. She moaned as control was taken from her. Mitchell was drop fucking her onto his cock with immense pressure and even though she knew that he would bust his nuts any time now, she was relieved because her own orgasm was approaching fast. It was not long before Natasha began bucking her hips on him as her orgasm rocked through her. The pressure of her pulsating pussy on his cock was too much for Mitchell as he exploded inside her almost immediately.

“I had really missed that,” Natasha said panting as she collapsed on top of Mitchell.

“I missed you,” Mitchell said before planting a kiss on her forehead.

She smiled and closed her eyes. This was definitely worth making up for. “I don’t ever want to lose you. I can’t lose you,” he said in a whisper. Natasha lifted her head and kissed him softly.

“Don’t worry, because you never will,” she said with a smile.

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