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Still clothed… And me leaking like a faucet…fucking the air. She stepped into me…onto me, as she stood on tiptoe… Time to fuck up this dress girl, she said. The head of my dick pushed the hem of the front of her dress up and as she settled back onto her heels it pushed passed the outer lips of her cunt, the proverbial “hot knife” cutting through her “butter.” It was “butter” all right. She was slick enough to spread on toast. She winced, relinquished her grip on his ass…it seemed to her that she had little choice…wrapped both arms tightly around my neck, and willed her calves to the place where her hands had been. She was like a “monkey on this pole,” completely off the floor; her pumps dug into his ass, her thighs clutched my waist.

Getting into Position

I lifted her to the perfect position and impaled her again. This time my strong hands gripped her ass, and I found her asshole. Two fingers slipped in easier than either of us could have ever imagined…with that she moaned and renewed her bucking on all that dick. She buried her head in the well of my shoulder where she had started and sobbed like a baby.

Deep Insertion

She forced herself to slide deep onto my pole. She never knew that a dick like this existed, let alone that she could get it up into her. When she slid down on it…her cunt was so slick it felt taut but like a can of oil had been poured in it. I was so far up in her that she thought she would choke. My hands and arms lifted her as she used her thighs to gain leverage with her arms to pull the rest of my pole inside of her so she could fuck me.

Pumping and Reflection

Mmmmmmm….I pumped her; pumped her good. She turned her head slightly and caught their reflection. Ahhhhhhh….that was what these mirrors were for. This was almost as good as a movie, she thought (would there be a movie? Very discretely, she’d have to inquire, later….). She had that monster cock… “horse cock”…sliding in and out of her pussy. She could see the lips of her cunt grabbing and sucking all that meat. She could see the slickness on her thighs where they were joined his waist; the tight, yellow knit dress all up over her glistening ass; the nipples of her titties about to tear a hole through the material where they were trapped inside against my chest.

Suspension and Desire

I pumped her and she began to wonder how long I could hold her suspended there on my cock. The sight and sensation were tremendous. They spurred her on to imagine how else she might have me as she cried….
“Fuck up my dress…please. Fuck up my dress….” I wasn’t quite sure what she meant….
“Don’t just fuck me in it. Get your stuff…our stuff all on it. Get it so nasty that I won’t want to take it off…ever… fuck me, baby. You got so much of my butter on that big, pretty dick that you can just slide it up the front of my dress….” She started to squirm and wiggle, trying to disengage herself from that pole. Her efforts only made things “worse.” As she tried to dismount, the full force of it all hit her like a freight train. Her pussy snapped shut on my dick as she pulled upward to get off…a mind of its own that signaled orgasm.

Orgasmic Explosion

First she moaned. Then her eyes rolled back in her pretty head and she began to wail; tightened her powerful thighs around my waist and pushed back down…against her will…with as much force she could muster, pushing my cock up in her like a piston, making all that cream they had just churned literally explode from her cunt onto my thighs. Somehow, she, or the force of it all, had maneuvered us into a corner between two mirrors. She climbed off of me, tottered for a moment then slid down and clutched my slick dick in the folds of her dress between her deliciously soft rack. Squatting, she pushed them together, backed me into the corner, and began to raise and lower herself in rhythm on her heels, tit-fucking my dick….

Tit-Fucking

My dick was still slick with her cream and the precum was still oozing out. It made the dick skim across the surface of her dress between those massive breasts.
“Yeah, tit-fuck me, daddy….tit-fuck me good….next time you do it on the flesh, baby. Ooooo, yes, fuck up this dress, Daddy….” It was pretty clear what she meant by now. I arched my back so that my cock caught in the material between her breasts. The knit almost hurt him, but the pain was worth it. It was worth it to look down at her in her lust and her beauty working his dick like a slave. To have her urging me on in every nasty way she could was a real turn on. I was fucking up her dress all right. The slickness of my cock was leaving a trail, and with that, a major stain. Cream and precum were leaking through the knit down into the deep cleft of her breasts, from there it rolled down to the flat pool of her navel….

Becoming a Bitch

“Yeah, Daddy, let me be your bitch….bitch me, baby-boy!” she picked up her pace. Pumping up and down on those stilettos she made that dick ride her cleft. She looked down as the head disappeared and reappeared with her rocking. It would re-emerge and more precum would disgorge; sometimes in big clear globs; other times as a clear, thick stream. Damn! She wanted to taste it. She had to content herself with the fact that in time she would.

Extended Pleasure

My balls slapped the bottom of her titties while they did their work on me. She wondered how long I would last. She had just experienced me; had seen me operate; and there were the rumor….a tit-fuck…even hers…wasn’t going to get my cream this time. But the magic of my cock riding between her tits was having its effect. Saying that her titties were sensitive was an understatement….they registered everything in two or three directions for her. The feel of my cock on her titties went right to her brain where sensation exploded then cascaded back down to the rest of her body. One huge wave of the sensation lodged itself in her twitching, puckering asshole. The major force found its way, once again, to her hot, steamy, creamy, scented cunt. This time when she came, she ejected a huge stream of hot cream on the floor….she almost called me “Muthafucka”…sweetly…but she was too pre-occupied.

The Final Act

This time… This time she allowed her pumping thighs and calves to bring my cock past the very top of her breasts to the heat of her mouth…she hadn’t messed up her lipstick yet, and what was its purpose if not this? As soon as she encircled me, I moaned for the first time…a loud powerful moan….She grabbed my ass again…slid in her two fingers this time…turnabout…and forced me to feed her. She wanted a hard face-fuck…wanted to taste all of my nastiness…make it hers. The slick dress clung to her front like a wet t-shirt, only this time it wasn’t water….

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