I’m still breathing a little hard, but my cock has sprung back to life already, read for round three. My eyes feast on her naked flesh bouncing up and down on the bed.

She’s ready for more too. She’s so fucking hot. I lick my lips.

Her arm and leg wrap around one of the poles of the four-poster bed. She hooks her lower leg expertly around it and swings out to the side.

My eyes widen with pleasure as her tits bounce up and down.

“How about this for a show?” She’s fucking teasing me and I fucking love it.

Her left hand fingers her nipples. She tugs and pulls on them until they’ve gone from a gorgeous pink to a bright red. They look rock-hard, as if they might slice through granite.

My mouth hungers for them. I want to wrap my lips around them, cup them with my mouth and suck on them.

Chloe swings away from me and all I can see now is her fleshy ass. She’s wiggling it at me and I get on my knees. My cock’s so fucking erect now—it points straight up in the air.

Her head is thrown back and her back follows. She keeps going until she’s in a perfect arch. I can see her tits again. Her hair cascades downward and I get a little closer so I can wrap my fingers around her silky hair and watch it unfurl.

She bobs from side to side to some unheard rhythm. Her knees bend and straighten. Fuck she’s amazing.

And then she spins around again and hugs the pole tightly. Now, her pussy’s touching the wood.

She rubs those juicy pussy lips of hers up and down, and up and down. I can see a trail of her juices left behind on the pole.

Oh my fucking God, I want to grab her and rip her body off this fucking pole, so she can rub her juices all over my pole. Skillfully, she evades my touch. Then she leaps onto the other pole.

What the hell? This woman is driving me totally fucking crazy.

She does one of those perfect split leg leaps I’ve only ever seen a ballet dancer perform. As she leaps, I see the lips of her pussy open up a little and my cock spasms in anticipation.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

My breathing is getting harder and faster.

I don’t think I’ll last much longer if she keeps going, even though I’ve already come twice.

Chloe’s hugging the other pole and gives me a devilish grin.

“Poor Aaron not fast enough to catch the little girl?” she teases.

Once again, she swings around the wood. This time, it’s her other leg draped around the post. She leans right out.

Her tits bounce side to side and up and down. Pink nipples jut out from them, rosebud-like. They look tight and sharp, as if they’re ready to cut through glass.

I launch at her but she’s too quick and nimble for me.

Wrapped around the next pole, she chuckles. She throws her head back and leans outward. Then, she starts spinning around, like one of the dolls in a jewelry box little girls own.

My insides burn with desire.

I’ve never seen anything like this in my entire fucking life. Fuck, this is almost poetic.

I may be a wielder of words, but I’m not one for poetry. However, this display of sheer sex leaves me drooling at the mouth and searching for something like a fucking sonnet.

Keats, Frost, Shakespeare, are some of the names that come to me, but I can’t recite a single line of what any of them has written. However, I doubt they ever wrote something about an exotic fucking hot chick that is able to throw her body around like this.

Pink rosebud nipples are erogenous

And have me feeling like touching her clitoris.

My fucking cock’s throbbing

And sobbing.

If I don’t grab her soon

I swear I’ll use a spoon.

Not very good, I admit, but it’s the best I can come up with while this fucking vixen is torturing me like this. I have no doubt Keats would be far more eloquent.

I watch Chloe point one leg right up in the air as the other is wrapped around the bedpost. She’s like an elite sex athlete, a sexthlete, a fucking Olympic sexthlete. I love that word. I’ll have to try to use it sometime in one of my catfishing chats.

If there were such a thing as the sex Olympics, she’d be a gold medal contender for fucking sure.

In my frustration, I launch myself at her again, and this time my arms wrap around one of her ankles.

In victory, I punch the air. Yes. I’ve fucking caught her.

I yank her leg and unbalance her. She comes crashing and giggling onto the bed.

Before she can scramble away, I sit on her. She writhes beneath me. Turning left, right and left again. Up and down, she pushes her hips. My cock’s almost just sliding into her fucking wet pussy by her own efforts to get free.

My hands push hard against her abdomen and hips to push her right into the mattress. Chloe giggles but stops fighting me.

“Now you’ve got me, what are you going to do with me?”

She’s issued the challenge and I’m going to have to rise to it.

“Well,” I growl and lower my head. “First of all, I’m going to do this.”

My teeth find her fucking clit and nibble on it. Tiny shivers ripple through her abdomen.

In my own body, explosions are going off everywhere.

Nibbling and biting turns to sucking and licking.

My tongue explores her wetness as my fingers push hard on her clit.

Chloe’s purring like a panther.

Doesn’t sound like I’m punishing her very well.

I lift my head and she looks at me.

“Run out of ideas already, have you?”

Her tease leaves its mark. I get off her.

Instantly, she rolls over and scrambles away on all fours. She’s so damn fucking fast; she’s off the bed before I’ve even registered what she’s doing.

I take off after her.

She’s a bit ahead of me and my eyes feast on her delicious hole. And suddenly, I know the perfect punishment. My cock’s hungry for a little bit of ass.

She rounds the corner of the bed and disappears out of sight.

Spurred on by pure animalistic lust, I’m after her.

Halfway across the room, my hands grab her ankles and stop her from moving forward.

She turns her head and grins.

This time, I don’t let go.

My fingers crawl up the back of her legs until I’ve got a hold of her around her hips.

“Now what?”

Without thinking I smack her ass hard, really fucking hard. I can see all five fingers on her ass cheek.

Chloe howls, wolf-like. She throws her head backward and her hair spills everywhere.

I give her another good spanking. This one, though, is harder and faster.

When I’ve finished, my fingers scoop up her juices and I rub it all over her ass cheeks. I also spend particular attention around her hole. I want to shove my fucking cock into her asshole so bad. I’m so going to fuck her ass. Hard.

My fingers massage, lubricate, and play. I don’t know if she knows my intention, but this time, when she looks back at me, she’s a little less cocky.

“Ready for your punishment, my fucking little slut?”

She barely nods. Her wide eyes look a little worried.

With my cock throbbing in anticipation, I push into her tight hole. I feel her quiver beneath my touch.

I ease into her. At first, gently. And when she groans with pure fucking pleasure, I push in all the way. Then I start ramming into her hard and fast. Her asshole is responding in kind. She’s gripping and massaging my dick as I slide in and out. I feel as if she might snap it in two she’s clamping down so hard.

Her groaning is turning to screaming moans. I know everyone else on this floor can probably hear her. And fuck yes to that.

“Fuck, Aaron, fuck me, pleaseee.”

I can see her tits bounce from side to side and I listen with pleasure to the sound my balls make when they hit her ass. Splat. Splat. Splat.

I feel another poetic wave wash over me.

However, now’s not the time to get all lyrical again. My body’s about to explode with pleasure and my insides are engulfed in giant flames.

To make sure Chloe will come when I come, I move one of my hands away from her hips and play with her pussy.

My fingers push right into her, where the pulsing walls grab and massage me.

I know it won’t be long before I’m going to come. My muscles in my abdomen are starting to contract and deep within my balls, my orgasm builds to an almighty crescendo.

When I come, it’s as if I’ve jumped off a cliff and am floating weightlessly through the air. The fire has increased in intensity and threatens to burn me up. I close my eyes and unload my cream-colored cum into the plughole.

It’s fucking sweet poetry. An entire orchestra is playing a symphony in my head.

At the same time, the walls of her pussy are contracting hard and clutching my fingers, matching the way her ass clutches my cock as she’s starting to ride her own fucking wave of orgasmic pleasure. She shudders beneath me and when she’s done, her body goes limp.

I wrap my arms around her to hold her up. My cock’s still buried deep in her tight little hole, emptying the last bits of cum into her.

Eventually, I pull out and collapse onto the floor next to her.

She curls up in my arms, and I can’t believe how she’s the perfect fit—in every single way.