So the A to Z Blog Challenge officially ended, but I didn’t finish my story, so I’m back! If you’re just finding my blog, you only missed a handful of posts in this story. You’ll want to start with V is for Vacation.
Z is for Zyon Part 4
He took his sweet time, but even as I lay there moaning into the blankets, he gripped my hips with both hands and pulled me back against him. His cock went so deep it hit my cervix. I moaned loudly, almost a scream, into the bed.
“Are you okay?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir,” I cried, “Don’t stop, please!”
“I wasn’t going to,” he said gruffly.
I wondered if he really wouldn’t have stopped or if he was just saying that for show. I wasn’t stupid enough to ask, though.
His cock felt amazing. He filled me so completely, so much better than anyone ever had before. It was incredible. I ground my hips back against him, and he had to use his hands to control my movements. “You are a greedy little slut, aren’t you?” he asked.
I turned my neck so I could see him out of the corner of my eye over my shoulder, “Yes, Sir, apparently I am.”
“Good,” he said. “I like that about you.”
I grinned, and then his hands gripped me harder, and I felt him pulsing inside my pussy this time. His orgasm took me by surprise, and it seemed like maybe it had taken him by surprise, too, because he seemed to almost fall over as he came.
“Oh yeah,” he groaned. When he was spent, he pulled out of me and wrapped me up in his arms again.
I nestled in against him, feeling his warmth all around me.
“Now it’s your turn,” he said after a comfortable silence.
“My turn?” I asked.
“Yes. I got to cum. Now you get to cum.”
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