Chapter 30
Chapter 30
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moving me even more against him. His tongue moved to my tit, making me squirm even more against
his growing shaft. The gentle feel of the hair that so sexily framed his shaft rubbed against the insides
of my legs and my ass. His shaft, which had never completely gone limp, was growing again, parting
the lips of my folds completely around his smooth length. His powerful hands held my tit up to his
mouth, while the other clutched my ass, grinding my folds against him even more. His tongue was
burning up my tits while his shaft was pushing harder and harder against my aching folds. Never in my
life have I been this out of control on the inside. My eyes closed again. I felt light-headed from the
amount of blood flowing to my folds. His wonderful shaft was slick from my own juices, rubbing in a
steady rhythm against my clit that was about to make me scream in ecstasy. I felt my own hair slide
down the back of my ass where his hands were pushing me against him. I was leaning backwards
again. God, did I always do this when I was overly turned on? Every forward movement began to make
me moan.
“Move over!” he instructed, having me sit on the couch. Before I knew it, he was between my legs
again, half-standing and leaning against the armrest. The head of his shaft rubbed against my clit
softly. I tried to push against him, but I couldn’t do very much. His slow, steady rubbing against me
almost made me cum right then. I started moaning and rubbing his hips, trying to pull him closer. He
seemed persistent in teasing me, and I loved it! His mouth on mine was insistent, but his eyes were
almost hesitant. We both knew it was wrong, but it was too late to care. The desire to feel his shaft
deep inside of me was starting to overpower my senses. The tower of his massive shaft slid along my
folds, getting deeper each time and making me shudder every time he became closer to pushing inside
of me. He smiled as I moaned, almost relishing the fact that he was driving me deeper into insanity with
every small thrust. My body was turning from a leader to a helpless victim of my deepest desires. I
wanted Dave more than I had ever wanted anyone.
Finally, he gave in and the head of his shaft slid halfway inside of me. He was even bigger pushing into
my folds then he was in my mouth. I heard myself moaning and saying his name as I clutched hold of
his shoulder and his head while his tongue caressed mine. He seemed like he was waiting on me, so I
pushed the rest of the way, moaning from the pleasure, and soon half of his length was inside me. I
moaned so loudly it caught both of us off guard. He was just so big! I held him, kissing him as his shaft
gently started moving inside me. The next stroke sent his shaft deeper inside of me, forcing my body
apart. I moaned and screamed against his mouth at the same time. His shaft stopped moving but his
mouth was persistent against mine.
Then he stopped and moved my legs, which ended up with my feet resting straight up flat against the
coffee table as I was scooted down the couch. He repositioned himself above me and started moving
inside me again, so gently, that it was driving me absolutely crazy. Nobody had ever been so gentle. He
didn’t push further into me like most men already would have, just slowly moving even deeper as his
shaft became even slicker inside of me. I tried to move against him, but I couldn’t do it very well. This
actually turned me on even more because
I couldn’t move. He was hitting my G-spot and I began moaning even louder. My folds were absolutely
on fire, becoming so absolutely wet as my muscles started to twitch and contract, even in my legs. I
was moaning almost every other thrust, clutching his hip and trying to pull him closer to me. I wanted
him, deep inside of me. “Please, Dave,” I begged, “let me on top!” He laid back down and I took his
shaft in my mouth again for a few minutes, rubbing my tongue over his shaft head and down his shaft.
He seemed almost to be holding his breath from the pleasure, then pulled me forward and I moved
back over him. His hands grabbed my tit and my shoulder. My body started to slide against him again,
then tilted, and the next forward stroke missed my clit and nudged my folds apart. He pushed against
me and he was inside of me again. I heard myself moaning and saying his name as I clutched hold of
his shoulder and his head while his tongue caressed mine. When his mouth left mine, it trailed down to
my chest. I started to loosen against him. His tongue circled my nipple and flicked across at his
wonderful fast pace. I couldn’t take any more when I felt his hips moving from side to side, his hair
rubbing against my clit. I pushed down, his shaft impaling itself into my body. Our eyes seemed to be
simultaneously widened by the intense pleasure that suddenly surrounded us. My hips took over in a
way they never had before, circling around the base of his shaft, sending shivers through my body as
my clit ground against his body also, then up to the tip, which was almost forever, then back down
again, unbelievably deeper. His hand clutched my ass, pulling my body to him and digging his fingers
deeper into my skin. My body began to shudder as I sat up and ground my clit into his stomach. His
hand softly held my tit as the other held onto my hip, holding me down on his wonderful shaft that was
still growing inside me. I felt like he was slicing me apart. I held myself down and squeezed all of the
muscles I possibly could in my folds. A small growl came out of his mouth, but his body shook and his
hips lurched forward like a wild beast.
Suddenly, my body lurched forward on this wild ride, our mouths coming together, barely able to hold
myself up. Dave clutched hold of my hips and pulled me down further onto his monstrous shaft. My
body lost total control when my stomach exploded and my folds caught on fire. My hips instantly sped
forward to a gallop, but his powerful hands held me in place for several long, slow strokes. A wild
hurricane swept across my folds and down into my legs, making them shake uncontrollably in the most
powerful orgasm in my entire life. Our mouths parted with the moan that was escaping my lips and
becoming muffled by his shoulders. Even the minor aftershocks shook my body as Dave pressed me
against him. When the shaking stopped, his hips slowed until they were barely moving. “Sit up,
Chelsea,” I set back, letting his legs move from under me and laid back against the armrest. In the
yellowish light, his body seemed to glow over me.”Get on your knees!” He said flatly, with deep passion
in his voice, It was the controlled manner I was used to seeing him at work. I turned quickly over,
backing up to him in a doggy-style position. However, he was the one who began to rub his shaft
against my now extraordinarily wet folds. He rubbed against my ass down almost into my waiting folds
but moved to rub against my clit. I held onto the back of the seat and the door, half-setting up, allowing
all of his shaft to rub against me at the same time.
Then his head wedged inside me and I pushed back against him, his fingers clutching hold of
my ass roughly and turning me on like crazy. It seemed like he’d never be inside me completely, and
then I felt him pull on me to barely fit the last inch inside of me. Slowly, he wiggled his way back out,
rubbing against spots inside of me I never knew I had. His hands slid up my sides, cupping underneath
to hold my tits for a few tantalising strokes, then trailed down my back like raindrops sliding down
leaves. My eyes became even wider as his hands came down the base of my back, massaging the
weak spots in my back from my accident. Then, his wonderful, powerful hands flowed down to clutch
my ass for a few more powerful strokes that made me struggle to muffle the scream that escaped from
my lips. I felt myself falling forward, still moaning and on the extreme verge of cumming. His balls fell
into my hand as my thumb slid against my clit as my other hand gripped hold of the edge of the seat.”
Fuck!” I screamed, regretting the wrong choice of words, while I was moaning like a crazed woman. His
smooth balls slid from my hand as my legs and arms shook, moving my hand and letting his balls hit
my sensitive clit. Dave’s long shaft seemed to grow and push to a new depth and press against a
pleasure point I didn’t know I had.
My body exploded before I even realised it and I could feel him clutching my hips, making sure that I
wasn’t going to part from his monstrous rod. My eyes clenched shut, seeing silver streaks, then flew
back open to stare at the soft red upholstery. I felt like I was going through an earthquake that had no
end. Then the shaking slowly subsided in the rest of my body as he slowly moved inside me, making
the orgasm seem all the more intense. “Lay on your back!” he ordered, a deep sense of urgency in his
voice. I obeyed, laying flat on the seat with my head resting against the driver’s side door. He knelt
between my legs, rubbing his shaft against me again and rubbing my nipple. The head of his shaft
slowly rubbed over my horny clit, I already felt so close to cumming again so quickly that it amazed me.
I was holding onto his shoulders so tightly, begging him to shove his long shaft into me again. “Please
Dave, I want you!” The head slipped inside, wiggling around inside me, making me scream, and then
pulling back out again. “Please, your rod feels so good inside my folds. You make me so hot. Please
shove it deeper!” The sensation was so exquisitely beautiful that I screamed as he gently guided
himself back into me, the head of his shaft softly rubbing against my insides, making me shake, as I
approached the verge of ecstasy once again. To my surprise, he still wasn’t all the way inside of me.
“Please, Dave,” I pleaded, “deeper, please…” Slowly he sank into me, not all the way at first, but
teasingly. The pleasure was almost more than I could take as I held him so tight I was afraid I might
hurt him. He lifted my legs up, almost straight, and I raised my hips up to him. I thought I’d cry as his
shaft slid through my folds, hotly forcing his way to rub against my cervix. “Fuck, you feel so good,” I
moaned, barely clear enough to be understood. I raised my hips and pushed against him, rubbing the
head of his shaft somewhere deep inside of me. My left hand pushed against the seat, helping me to
push up against him. My right hand grabbed my nipple, holding it and letting the motion pull it gently as
we moved together. His hand moved down to my clit, barely touching it as I stared, moaning even
harder. His movements inside me were slow, out to the tip and then half of the way in for a few strokes
and then deep inside me. The feeling was exquisite. I thought I’d lose it from the sheer pleasure that
was totally unlike any other I’d ever had before.
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