Plans Change

I hear myself say "Fuck me Daddy and fill me up. Use me. I want you to fucking cum in me!"

With those words of encouragement, Steve starts making huge, dynamic thrusts in and out. Occassionally I can feel and hear plops as his cock leaves and reenters my now sopping and gaping pussyhole. He starts fucking my so hard, pulling me in with each thrust my legs start shaking.

I am now moaning between each hump, as Steve grunts louder and louder, building and building. I'm going over the edge! I'm going to fucking lose it! I- I-

As if in perfect synchronicity, Steve pushes his entire cock - gut and all - as deep into me as he can letting out a huge moan. At that exact moment, I start shooting ropes all over my panties, tights and couch. I can't feel my feet, my heartbeat is dominating my ears, I am full of Steve.

With heaving shoulder, Steve deflates on his feet. With a wet pop, his cock leaves my gaping asshole, and I am left a soaking mess from top to bottom. I glance over at him, and see a very full condom hanging off of the tip of his cock. I slide back down onto the couch, breathing heavily. He stands in front of me, his shoulders lifting up and down as he looks to the ceiling.

I reach out and carefully pull the cum-filled rubber off of his cock. He looks down, and I stare into his eyes as I empty the contents of the rubber onto my tongue, close my mouth, and swallow. I smile and wink at him, and he says;

"I am so glad that guy cancelled your date."