Intoxicated

This one took a bit longer than the first two. A solid fifteen minutes of James's mating press with her ass went by before she felt the tingling of the third. By then, Phoebe had totally submitted to him. Her fantasy of topping him was a long forgotten dream in the haze of her fucked mind. This was where she belonged. On bottom, taking a fat cock up her ass like the whore she was. She couldn't deny that her body absolutely loved it. After all, she was about to cum for the third time in under an hour, and it hadn't come from a single bit of stimulation to her cock. It was all from her snug, little butt being fucked by James.

When the inevitable third climax did arrive, it wasn't quite as flashy or explosive as the first two, but it was still like a magic trick to her. Even with how much she had already poured out onto her bed, her cock still stubbornly jumped and loosed streams of jizz, plastering the skin of the two lovers entrapping it. Her screams, by now weak and less urgent, were quickly muzzled up by James's lips connecting with hers, as he pounded her through her peak.

However, that erratic clenching and tightening of her ass proved too much for him. As she was starting to run dry, simply drooling out the remnants of her orgasm, she heard him groan, felt him swell, and then erupt. This one put hers to shame, as a veritable fire hose was suddenly turned on inside her guts. She could feel every shot going off inside her like a hot blast from a pressure washer that was hosing down her taut walls. Over and over, he flooded her ass in a futile attempt to knock up her butt with his seed. The feeling of his throbbing and jerking against her prostate and the sensation of being absolutely basted only made her dribble more juice from her cock, and her eyes wandered aimlessly in her skull as she contracted several more times, wringing James for all his massive balls were worth.

When it was over, he just lay there on top of her, his staff still hilted inside of her, keeping the reservoir of spunk he had unloaded securely plugged inside of her. She could feel his hands gently stroking her cheeks and moving her damp hair out of her face, but her vision was a bit blurry along with her capacity to think right then. It took another few minutes for his cock to shrink down enough that it popped out of her ass on its own, but even then, her little hole closed right up, diligently keeping every ounce of his jizz safely stored inside her butt. The mattress was soaked in a cocktail of cum and sweat and other fluids, but neither one of them cared enough to change the sheets or anything like that. Instead, James just moved her light frame into a proper position on the bed to rest on her side before his arms wrapped around her again, this time from behind. With James spooning up behind her, and every last bit of energy having been fucked right out of her, Phoebe soon found herself drifting off to sleep cocooned in her neighbor's strong arms.