Chapter 8 - Carter
Watching Veronica’s chest heaving up and down as she gulped down air was turning me on more than I could say. Her fingers sank into my shoulders as her legs trembled. She let out a sigh.
“Holy fuck,” she breathed.
“A good girl like you shouldn’t be talking like that,” I said, leaning down to kiss her perfect lips. “You’re supposed to be a lady.”
“Fuck off,” she grinned. “If I were a lady I wouldn’t be here, doing this.”
Wrapping her arms around me, she pulled me in for another kiss. I pulled her into me as her hands ran along my arms, squeezing my muscles as she moved up towards my shoulders. She reached down between us to lift up my shirt.
“It’s not fair that I’m naked and you’re wearing so much clothing,” she laughed.
“You’re not naked,” I teased, running my fingers over her tiny little black panties. I looked down at the lacy underwear she was wearing and shook my head. “You always wear sexy underwear like this? It’s like you wanted someone to take them off you.”
“Maybe I had a feeling,” she grinned, pulling my shirt off overhead. She exhaled as her hands flew to my chest, tracing my muscles and crawling down towards my pants. Biting her lip, she undid the button holding them together and slowly, tortuously, unzipped them.
My cock was pulsing underneath, begging to be freed. Ever since I’d sat down in the car with her, I’d been rock hard. I could hardly take it anymore. I wanted her more than words could say. I reached down and undid my pants all the way, pushing them and my underwear down to the ground. My cock sprang free, begging to be driven into the slick pussy in front of me.
Veronica inhaled, her eyes growing wide. She brought her hand to the base of my shaft, wrapping her slender fingers around my girth. Her eyes lowered, and I watched as her chest rose and fell with every breath.
“You want that cock inside you?” I growled.
She nodded, catching her lip between her teeth. I reached down to the pocket of my jeans and pulled out a condom from my wallet. Veronica’s eyes never left me as I split the crinkling package open and slid the condom on over my cock.
“Tell me you want this fat cock buried deep inside you,” I growled again, leaning over her to nibble her neck. I ran my hands over her breast and teased her nipple as she rolled her hips towards me.
“I want it,” she moaned, breathless.
That was all the urging I needed. I lowered myself down on top of her as my white leather sofa creaked underneath us. I was panting, the anticipation building inside me as I positioned my throbbing cock at her entrance. She looked me in the eye, wrapping her fingers into my dark hair and pulling me in for a kiss.
As soon as our lips connected, I pushed my hips towards her. I groaned into her lips as the head of my cock stretched that tight little pussy of hers open. She spread her legs for me, shifting her hips and letting her walls stretch to accommodate my girth. I felt her breath against my neck as she exhaled in pleasure.
We said nothing until my cock was sheathed all the way inside her and my balls pressed against her ass. Her chest heaved up and down and her eyes shone as she stared at me.
“You’re so big,” she breathed.
I grinned. Instead of replying, I dragged my cock out of her so just the tip was nestled inside her, and then I rammed it back deep inside.
She moaned. I did it again, and she screamed. Her nails dug into my back and she threw her head back, squeezing her eyes shut as I drove my cock inside her again and again. Her legs wrapped around my waist and I tangled my fingers into her hair, pulling it back as I kissed her neck.
My head was spinning. It was almost too much. We were in a frenzy. Her cunt felt better than I could have imagined. The smell of her skin was intoxicating, the noises that she was making were hurling me closer and closer towards the edge. We threw our bodies against each other, clawing and scratching and pulling and thrusting until all we could do was moan and pant and scream as the pleasure grew between us.
Then, it happened in a flash. Somehow we both moved towards each other at the same time and we were tumbling off the couch in a mess of limbs and hair and sweat. I rolled over and landed with a thud on the rug below the sofa, and Veronica landed in a tangle on top of me. My cock slipped out of her and we both let out a loud oof as we landed.
A second later, Veronica was lifting herself onto her elbows and brushing the hair from her eyes. She looked at me and tried to fight the laughter, but it was no use. The two of us dissolved into laughter, my hands on her ass and her forehead resting on my chest as we laid on the ground.
Veronica lifted her head, still grinning. “That scared the shit out of me,” she said. “I didn’t know what was happening.”
“Me too,” I laughed.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine, other than the fact that my cock isn’t inside you anymore.”
Her lips dropped open and her eyes widened slightly before a grin stretched over her face. She lifted herself off me, and I thought she would lower herself down onto my cock. My heart started hammering as I watched her fluid movements, but she didn’t do what I was expecting.
Instead of sitting up and riding me where we laid, she stood up and knelt on the sofa, with her ass hanging off the edge and her arms leaning against the back of the couch. She looked at me where I laid on the floor as my eyes widened. I watched her arch her back, pushing her perfect ass towards me. Her eyes lowered and she bit her lip as she looked at me over her shoulder.
I scrambled to my feet, running my hands over her hips and ass, spreading her cheeks wide as she pushed back towards me.
“Holy fuck,” I breathed as I ran my hands over her curves. I sank my fingers into her flesh and she whimpered, and then I grabbed my shaft and positioned it against her opening. She backed into me, looking over her shoulder at me with pure lust in her eyes.
I made sure the condom was in place, and then I pushed into her and I lost myself. She moaned as I entered her again, pushing her ass back against me as I spread her cheeks and guided her hips back towards me.
From there, it was chaos. She backed into me as I slammed my cock deep inside her. Every thrust made her moan and scream until we were both drunk with the pleasure of it all.
I tangled my fingers into her hair and lifted her up towards me, so that her back was arched against my chest and her head resting on my shoulder as I drove my cock deep inside her. She panted, mouth open and eyes closed as I wrapped my other hand around her and grabbed her breast.
Then, I felt it. Her walls contracted and her hard nipples got harder. Her wetness gushed as her whole body stiffened, and a silent scream left her open lips.
“That’s it,” I groaned. “Come all over that fat cock,” I groaned into her ear as she convulsed against me.
Feeling her come on my fingers was one thing, but having her pussy gushing over my cock was another thing entirely. Her walls clamped down on me and I groaned.
The orgasm crashed into me as she came against me. I wrapped my arms around her as her tight little pussy milked my cock, pumping my seed deep inside her. She gasped, moaning some more as we both shuddered and panted, holding each other up as the force of our orgasms swept violently through our bodies.
When it was over, Veronica leaned forward and laid on the sofa, closing her eyes and throwing her arm over her face. I walked over to the nearest trash can and got rid of the condom before collapsing on the couch beside her. She laid her long legs over my lap, opening her eyes and smiling at me.
“That was nice,” she said in a low voice.
I chuckled. “Yeah, it was.”
Nice was an understatement. It was fucking incredible.