200 for an Hour at Paul's House

She's breathing real raggedy, and I'm pretty sure she's really close. I wanted to stretch out her orgasm as long as possible, but I decide to switch gears. She waited long enough, why not reward her patience and control with a lovely little orgasm. Plus I'm not one for waiting really.

I latch my lips to her engorged clit, simultaneously inserting my fingers into her pussy. She shrieks out loud, her hips pushing up against my face. I wrap my free hand around the small of her back and I literally mash my face into her pussy, as I suck and finger fuck her to what will hopefully be sexual oblivion.

Her lower half is rising off the couch as she attempts to somehow get more stimulation than I'm already giving her. Her loud shrieks of pleasure are mixed with choking gasps and muttered curses as I flick over her clit in the same way I did with her nipples. She's soaking wet, my fingers sliding in effortlessly. It feels really hot and tight, and I think to myself how nice it'll feel when my cock is in there instead of my hand.

Suddenly she freezes in place again, her legs trembling, her hips lifting off the couch. I swear she holds the pose for a straight minute, but I didn't really count the time as I was too busy plugging away at her pussy. Then just as abruptly a loud piercing cry shakes me from my work. I look up to see her covering her eyes with her hands, her hips going into spasms.

While she's cumming I decide to switch up what I'm doing, my fingers pulling out her pussy to be replaced by my tongue, only to go and rub hard against her clit. She shrieks again, my little slut banshee, her hands clutching my head as I continue to tongue fuck and rub her to another orgasm.

She's not even moaning anymore, just screaming loudly with her hips still up in the air. How the hell is she holding herself up there so damn long? I momentarily get up to get a better look at her. Her face wracked with a mixture of discomfort and joy, her eyes wide open bugging out. It's like she can't even comprehend what her body is going through right now, the pleasure almost alien to her.

With one final shrill wail, her pussy begins contracts around my tongue and her hips violently tremble as a third orgasm washes over her again. She bucks a couple of times, whining as I keep pushing my tongue in and out of her tasty box.

She drops down suddenly, going completely limp, save for the heaving of her chest.

Holy shit that was a good one. Didn't think I really had it in me to turn a girl into jello.

I absentmindedly stroked her pubic mound as I allowed her to recover. We laid there for a few minutes, before her head darted up to look at me, as if remembering where she was. She has this far away look in her eyes, which would've scared me if it wasn't for the huge smile adorning her face.

"So," I say cautiously. "Was that worth the wait?"

She giggles madly, propping herself up on her elbows so she can get a better look at me. As soon as we lock eyes, she starts to laugh again, her head resting back on the cushion. I'm starting to get a little worried now, was it not earth shattering? Maybe she's had better, and she was just faking it for me. The sound of her laughter unnerves me. The last time a girl laughed at me for my lack of sexual skill I had to be talked down by my friends from jumping off the water tower in shame.

She finally looks at me again, composed and a gentle smile on her face.

"Baby I haven't had another man make me cum like that in a while," she says with a sensuous tone that reaches right to my cock.

I'm so relieved you wouldn't even know.

"I mean I was going crazy from how long you were taking, and I even thought you were gonna take even LONGER when you put that little tongue of yours on my pussy," she sways a bit as if the memory brings back the feeling. Her fingers have dropped back down, tracing over herself.

"And then I came, not just once but THREE fucking times," she takes in a shuddering gasp, her eyes closed.

"I mean the first one could've killed me, but then the other tw-I can't even," she seems breathless again, leaning back against the cushion of the couch.

If only she saw the ridiculously proud smile I had on my face, she would probably been have able to call out my bullshit that I said earlier. Truth be told, I hadn't really known what I was doing in building up her orgasm. I was just playing by ear so to speak, just taking as long I as could in getting to the actual pussy eating. Normally when I ate out a girl I just dived right into it with none of this fore-foreplay, and eventually I got them off.

I never had a girl come from just a few minutes of me licking her, much less three in a row. I feel like a sex god from what I just did.

I crawl up from where I'm sitting, pressing our bodies together as I face her again. I stare into her eyes and see flickers of still burning arousal, and her smile is quirked in a welcoming way. I capture her lips in a soft kiss, my hand reaching up to stroke her hair. She wraps her legs around my hips, her wet pussy getting the front of my shorts a little moist. She pushes her tongue into my mouth, wrestling with mines as she starts to moan.

We play tonsil hockey for a bit, before she pulls away from me, leaning her forehead against mine.

"You know this is the second time you got me off first," she said her hips grinding. Her pussy rubs against my cock, and the heat is making me just every so slightly breathless. She removes her forehead from mine and gets closer to my ear.

"And if I remember correctly from last night, you said you were gonna fuck my pussy sideways Daddy," she said, taking my earlobe into her mouth. Woah, that was a game changer.

I unconsciously moan out loud as she sucks on my ear, but what she said has me all ready to go and plow that pussy of hers. My somewhat softening cock quickly becomes at full mast, and I swear I can feel the blood pumping through it this second. I'm thinking I should just take her right now on this couch, my shorts barely down while my cock goes into her slick hot pussy. I can already hear her cries of desperate pleasure.

But then I remember Paul wanted me to take the girl to the guest room, or more accurately the fuck room as he called it.

I stand up, pulling along with me as she looks at me confused. Perhaps she was assuming we were going to stay in the living room the entire time.

"I don't want to fuck you on the couch," I said to her, clearing up her look of puzzlement.

I lead her down the hallway to the fuck room, her fingers entwining with mine as we walk. It's a cute gesture, and I feel a little romantic from her doing that. Been some time since I've held hands with a girl like this. I glance back at her, and she's smiling this great big smile, following me excitedly.

I open the door and we step in together. It's spartan, with what I think is a twin sized bed with some flowery sheets and a matching comforter. A full mirror adorns the wall on the left side, directly facing the bed. There is a nice oaken dresser below it, which Paul assured me all the toys and protection was. I meant to bring condoms with me so I didn't use any of Paul's but I had left them my counter when I went to work in the morning. I'll just buy him a new box of whatever I used.

I take a seat on the bed, pulling her into my lap and kiss her again. Without missing a beat we jump right back into our passionate mood, our tongues brushing against each other. Her hands are wrapped once more behind my head, while I reach down and squeeze her silky ass cheeks. I'm pretty sure that's going to be our default kissing position from now on. Her pussy is rubbing incessantly against me, and I start to hump back now.

We're moaning into each others' mouth, and I'm enjoying the sweet taste when she pulls back abruptly. Now my face is full of despondence, my lips wide open tongue sticking out. She giggles at my agonized look, and I feel a twinge of annoyance at her laugh. The tables have turned, and now I'm aching to get inside her and cum, shortly after fucking her to release of course. A gentlemen must always insure a lady comes first.

She reaches down and takes my shirt over my head, sneaking a kiss when the shirt is over my head as I did to her earlier. She giggles as I bite on her lips to try and keep her, but she pulls off with a tsking noise. She bends over and takes one of my brown nipples into her mouth, lightly sucking at the nub. I moan out loud, my hands gathering bunches of the sheet. I never had a girl lick my nipples before, and it feels pretty fucking good.

She switches over to my other nipple, sucking intensely while twisting the nipple she just left with her fingers. My dick is ridiculously hard, and I'm inhaling deeply through my nose trying to control myself from just grabbing her and nailing her hard against the floor. It seems like she read my mind, because stops what's she doing and glances at me with a coy look before stealing a quick smooch.

"That feel good baby," she asks shyly.

"Yes it did," I sigh. I'm gonna request that more often now.

"Now imagine what you were doing to me earlier," she breaths out, pinching her nipple briefly. I lean over to try and take her tit in my mouth again, but she catches me by the forehead and stops me giggling.

"It's your turn Daddy," she says, laughing at my desolate look. "Just relax."

She kneels down and grips my waistband, pulling off my shorts. I raise my legs to get my feet out of my crumpled shorts on the ground, when she grabs my right foot. I didn't know what she was doing, but I didn't impede her at all. She shuffles back a bit and brings my foot to her face, sucking in my big toe. Electricity shoots through my leg into my groin as I grunt out at the sensation.

"Oh fuck," I gasp. Is that what she felt when I was sucking on her toes? It felt damned good.

Eyes closed, she slowly bobs her head up and down up on my toe, occasionally taking it out of her mouth and licking the tip of it like it were my cock head. I'm really, really having trouble from grabbing her head and forcing her to go down on me, but I hold myself back. For now.

She opens her mouth wider, and manages to force at least the two neighboring toes into her mouth, making exaggerated gagging noises as she sucks on them. Her free hand is lightly stroking my calf, drifting occasionally up my thigh and sometimes perilously to my groin. She pulls off my toes with a wet pop, and licks up and down the side of my foot, as if it were my cock she was sucking off. She nibbles lightly on the arch which makes my foot curl up in pleasure.

She smiles with a sultry look, and takes a nice long lick from my heel to the top of my big toe, sucking briefly.

"Do you like me sucking your toes baby," she says taking my index toe into her mouth, murmuring.

"Y-yes," I fumblingly mutter out, my hand stroking my hard cock. When the hell did I start jerking off? I thought I was fixed in place the entire time she was sucking on my foot, but I guess I unconsciously started to beat myself off.

"I bet you do," she continues, licking the across the undersides of my toes. "I bet you love watching this slut worship your feet." Her eyes are beginning to be filled with a feverish lust, and I can tell she's just as turned on by her adoration of my foot.

She rubs her face against the pad of my foot, cradling it with closed eyes.

"I can't wait until you fuck me baby," her eyes opening up to stay into mine. "I can't wait until you fuck me like the whore I am." she says in a whisper. She's really hitting all my goddamn buttons, no she's fucking slamming them with an oversized circus mallet.

"Hm these feet are so strong," she says, feeling them as if they were indestructible. I did have some mildly gargantuan feet for my height.

"When you're fucking this pussy from behind, can you step on my head with this big strong foot like the dirty cunt I am Daddy," she pleads with me with desperate eyes.

I gasp at her suggestion, the visual playing out in my mind, her strained but pleasured look as I'm balls inside her, my foot trampling the side of her head against the bed. I imagine her trying to get up arms struggling to push away from the bed, but my foot pressing down harder, and I give her a few vicious thrusts for even trying to leave. I remember the first time I saw that in a porno when I was 15, and I came hard as fuck breathless and heart pounding.

"S-sure," I stutter out. I don't know if she's just saying that or not, but I wouldn't be afraid to try it out.

"I really hope you do Daddy," she says sucking in my big toe again. "I want you to treat me like a dirty little fuck hole."

I can't control myself anymore.

My hand darts out and grips her hair, a shocked cry leaving her mouth before I silent it with a deep and fiery kiss. I bite her lips, sucking them into my mouth and sucking hard as she moans loudly. I release her lips and attack her neck, scraping my incisors against the soft skin and leaving hickeys as I kiss a little too hard. She's wrapped her hands around my head again crying out intensely as I continue to ravage her neck.

I lick up to her ear, and suck in her earlobe roughly. She shudders and clings to my head tighter, caressing my head as I gorge on her dainty ear.

"I'm gonna fuck your face for a little bit," I whisper in between sucking on her earlobe, "And when I feel like I've had enough of your whore mouth I'm gonna fuck that pussy until you're unconscious."

She moans out so resoundingly that it seems to echo across the room, and I can feel her shivering against my body.

I pull back from her ear, and I force her head down to my crotch with no preamble. Without missing a beat I feel her take my cock into her mouth, and it feels just as warm and wet like I remember it. I start to hump into her mouth, tiny grunts coming from behind my clenched teeth. She's sucking hard, her cheeks hollowing out as I get deeper into her mouth. My cock's teasing the back of her throat and she coughs a little bit, but I ignore it and keep on thrusting.

She's drooling now, and I feel her wet spit pooling in my lap as I hold her head down all the way to the base of my cock. I let her up for a gasp of air, as I stand up to change my position. I can't get as deep as I like in this position, and my back's hurting a little bit from being hunched over, jamming her face into my crotch.

I get behind her and twist her around so she's leaning back against the bed, her head tilted down at just the right angle. I grip myself at the base and thrust in all the way down to her throat, groaning loudly as I resume my assault on her face. One of her hands shoots up to grip my ass hard, the fingernails digging into my skin .The pain is a great contrast to the feeling of her tight throat around my cock, and I close my eyes to better enjoy it.

I'm thrusting vigorously as before, and she occasionally sputters out some spit when I move too quickly for her to acclimate my cock. Now that we changed position, I can really look at her while I force my cock into her mouth. Her eyes are tearing up, and her black mascara is starting to trail down her cheeks. It's so incredible to look at that I could come at any provocation, and thus I will myself to slow down.

I still stroke myself into her mouth, but instead of full-on bucking I'm pushing myself inside until I can feel her lips kiss the base of my cock. I then drag it out slowly, her tongue ever so slightly brushing under me. My cock feels more sensitive this way and it doesn't have quite the effect I was hoping for in stifling my impending orgasm.

I can now make out that she's moaning, and it's then that I notice her other hand is between her legs diddling away. I feel a fresh heat rise throughout my pelvis, and I pull my cock out of her mouth with a wet pop. I lean down and capture her lips with my own again, nibbling on them. I shift a hand to stroke her sweaty and matted hair, and listen to the sweet sounds of her trying to regulate her breathing again in between her muffled moans.

"You ready to get fucked girl," I state simply as I run a finger under her chin, making her look into my eyes. I see excitement dance in hers, and she nods enthusiastically as I can see her hand frantically rubbing herself.

"Get up and lie back," I growl while motioning to the bed.

She scrambles onto the bed, giddy as all hell. She pushes herself up the length of bed until she's against the head board and spreads her legs lewdly. She looks at me with burning desire, and she's panting as if waiting for me is wearing her out.

While she's doing that, I go over to the dresser and open the top drawer where Paul kept the stuff. I push aside a vibrator or three before I find my prize, a bundle of condoms loosely wrapped with a rubber band. I undo the band and filter through them, looking for something I like. Some of them are generic prophylactics, but I'm hoping that he has what I'm looking for.

I exclaim out loud as I find what I'm looking for, a couple of Skyn condoms. I really like how they feel around my cock, it's almost like I'm not wearing anything. Especially in this case, I want to feel like I'm fucking this girl with no protection. Something about her just gets me extra hot and bothered, and I'm really struggling not to just plunge into this very moment, condom or no condom. A quick glance over and I feel like she's thinking the same thing, her hand still stroking her wet pussy.

I control myself, carefully opening the condom wrapper, and rolling it over my length. I get on the bed, crawling over on top of her until we're neatly aligned. We're both staring into each other with a deep anticipation for what is about to come, and my hand comes up to stroke her cheek as I grip myself and slowly ease inside.

She gasps as I enter her, eyes shut tightly, her teeth clenched. Her arms shoot out and wrap around my back as her legs do the same, locking my hips in. She's clinging to me tightly, and as I gradually plunge into her, tiny gasps and moans exit her mouth. She's unbearably hot and snug around my cock, and I can very possibly blow if I'm not too careful.

I finally bottom out, her pussy slowly fitting itself over my hard length, our bodies finally connected together. We both lay there enjoying the feeling, her hands slowly trailing over my back, as I take in the smell of her perfume and sweat. I raise my head up so we're facing each other again, and she smiles joyfully at me.

"I've been waiting for this since last night," she whispers, a hand stroking my cheek. "I was scared you were gonna rip me open with that monster of yours."

I chuckle and flex my cock making it jump inside her. She moans out, eyes closing briefly before opening up again. There's hunger in her eyes now, and the sentimental feeling she had before is gone.

"Me too. You feel just as perfect as I thought you would," sneaking a little kiss from her. "You're just beautiful." I warmly smile at her. I mean every word.

I see her eyes water up a bit, a faint blush on her face. Then her soft look hardens back into lust.

Her hands wrap around my head as she devours my lips, forcing a tongue into my mouth. We continue to make out, her pussy feeling even more possessive around my cock now. Damn it feels amazing to be inside her. I was waiting for this moment just as much as she was, if not more. I didn't intend to get another night with her so soon, but I decided to go over my self-imposed budget. Fuck it, not like I have a lot of bullshit to buy anyway. She's worth it.

I manage to get away from her hungry lips and wrap one of hands in her hair, tightly holding her from pursuing another kiss. I stared intensely into her eyes.

"Are you ready to get fucked now you dirty little girl," I growl. She whimpers and removes her arms from me, clutching the bed covers.