Words Fail

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The following is an excerpt from an email I sent the lovely Jenna. She is a very sexy girl and I recommend JennasAttic. I wrote this for her, but she said I could share.

Do you cuss during sex? I love the moment during heavy fucking when sentences fail and all that comes out are expletives. And then taking it even further, making her cum so goddamn hard that words even fail and grunts and wails and gasps of breath is all that’s left. The whining cry of a woman losing her fucking shit in orgasms, reaching a point of climax so extreme, her body lights up, she loses muscle control and her body just twitches as she vocalizes high pitch bursts of sexnoise.

Ever had a guy get off while eating you out? As he licks you with deep passionate kisses in your pinkest of parts, he moans into you like you’re the greatest fucking thing he’s ever tasted.

He grabs you by your bare ass so he can pull you deeper into his face. He’s licking you so thoroughly you can’t handle it anymore. You can’t contain it. So you cum. Veryfuckinghard!!

It drives him crazy hearing your orgasms, feeling you gush and twitch against his mouth. It feeds his fever for you. He eats you harder. He practically yells into your pussy.

“Godfuckingdamn this pussy tastes good!!!!”

He must cum with you. You have him so close already just from experiencing your pleasure, your heat. He wipes your puddled wetness from his face and uses it to fist his own cock.

He lathers his throbbing beast with your pussy’s wetness, strokes it and massages your delicious juices into his dick as he continues to devour your pussy, even though you are cumming so hard that you think you might actually black out.

He feels his nut about to burst. He’s moments away from erupting. But he MUST be inside your pussy, your cunt that has fed his every taste in every sense, your sexheat that’s fulfilled him so.

This cum is yours, not his.

So he forces himself to un-mouth you, places his fuck-stick at your entrance, takes a breath and pierces you deeply and fully in one thrust.

He knows his cum is seconds away from blasting so he thrusts as motherfucking hard and as motherfucking fast as possibly, fucking you, humping you, FUCK-KING you, penetrating you as many times as possible before he explodes.

Even after he yells your name, grits his teeth, and shoots stream after stream of his thick and hearty liquid fire inside of you, he continues to fuck. He continues to claim your cunt over and over until he can’t thrust anymore.

He collapses at your feet.

He sees his fresh steaming hot cum oozing from you, sees your glistening swollen sex and must have you more. He must. He has no choice. It’s everything he wants.

So he crawls between your legs and licks at your fuck once again, slowly, lightly. Savoring and worshipping your body and the lust pool you both made.

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Not Her Boyfriend

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“You have to stop making love to me like that,” Dillon struggles to say as she catches her breath, a pool of my cum resting deeply inside her center. My hands cup her breasts from behind and I’m kissing her shoulders in a series of slow, long tastes.

“Ok,” I simply say, as my kisses travel to her neck.

“It’s making me fall for you and I can’t fall for you. I don’t want you to be my boyfriend. Boyfriends lie and cheat. Boyfriends leave. You can’t be my boyfriend.”

“Ok.”

I’m sliding down her body, my fingers exploring her lips and breath as she talks, my kisses dance a bit too long on her nipples, eventually breaking free and moving downward still.

“I want you to be my teacher. My guide. My experiment. My toy. My preacher. My…”

She stops talking as my mouth reaches her glistening sex. It’s still gaping and oozing from our fuck just moments ago. I kiss her there just as tenderly as I kissed her everywhere. My cum lines her walls and puddles underneath her. I breathe us in and moan as I press my mouth further in.

“I’ve never been so relaxed,” she continues in a calm near whisper. “I’ve never been so confident and at peace. My whole life I’ve tried to make men like me. I’ve stressed over pleasing them, gave them my body, anything they wanted. I just wanted to be loved. But you, I didn’t care if you liked me. I fucked you for revenge. I fucked you for the experience. I wasn’t worried about pleasing you, I only wanted to get off. And you got my off in ways I’ve never even dreamed of.”

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My mouth has gradually planted firmly into her. Slowly I grind the flat part of my tongue along her stiff clitoris. I feel it at the back of my tongue and slowly lick up until she’s at my tip. I circle her bud twice in one direction, twice in another and then flatten my tongue, guiding it back down until I feel her stiff drop again at the back of my tongue. I repeat this series of motions over and over and over, with just a touch more intensity with each cycle. Her legs begin to twitch but she continues.

“I’ve had casual sex before, but I still stressed over making the guy like me. Over trying to please him. But the way you fucked me? It was like you already worshipped you. Like I already pleased you just by being. You made me feel comfortable just being me. For once I was in the moment. And even when I’m not with you, I still feel at ease. Because I know I’m capable of it. I know there’s someone in this world who can make me feel this way. It’s not just a dream. It’s…”

She stops talking again. To cum. To convulse against my face. To grasp at sheets and hair. To grunt, moan and scream into the air. To gush into my mouth. To pause her breath as more orgasms bombard her in waves. To feel every nerve in her body light up and glow. To feel alive.

Dillon Drills Me; I Drill Dillon

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“Why were you with Melody so long?”

Dillon had been dying to ask I know, but it’s not the conversation that I wanted to have right now. In fact, I didn’t want any conversation. She had to slide her mouth off my dick to ask it and I knew she was just fucking with me. I was about to cum, nearing the edge and she stops mid-suck to ask me this.

Clever fucking girl.

We had been playing around with denying each other orgasms, seeing who could bring the other closest to the edge, seeing who couldn’t stand it anymore and demanded to cum, etc.

“I don’t want to answer that right now.”

“Why?”

“Well for one, I want you to continue this brilliant head you’re giving me.”

She opens her mouth and hovers above my tip, just barely grazing my dick with her lips. I could feel her hot breath wash over it and I wanted it stuffed in her attentive mouth badly.

I squirmed.

“How about you tell me,” she teases, “and then I’ll finish you off. I’ll even let you decide if I should swallow or wear you all over my face and chest.”

She then brought her wide open mouth down on me, not touching my cock at first, then locked her mouth around me and sucked up my shaft torturously slow, digging the tip of her tongue into my dickhole as she reached the top. It was the best fucking feeling and torture all at once. Because she stopped.

“Tell me why. Why were you with Melody so long?”

“Honestly? For sex.”

“Fucking her was that good?”

“Yes.”

“How good? Tell me in detail.”

Dillon begins sucking me tenderly and slow.

“She always wanted it. She was down for anything and good at everything. The smallest, wettest pussy. The biggest tits. Dangerously skilled mouth.”

Dillon’s now sucking me harder and more passionately. I continue.

“She was orgasmic to a fault. She’d cum just crossing her legs sometimes. She loved watching me fuck other women and I loved watching her fuck men and women. They were all so amazed with her. If ever there was a woman born to do nothing but fuck, it’s Melody.”

Dillon is sucking me hungrily and talking about fucking Melody has me climaxing more than anything. I wanted to cum in Dillon’s throat as I thought about Melody’s throat, but I also wanted Dillon more than ever.

I grabbed Dill by the face and pulled her to my mouth for a deep kiss. She positioned herself quickly on top of me and inside of her.

We fucked and kissed savagely, Dillon humped me with might as I growled into her kiss.

I wanted to add something else.

“But if Melody was here right now, I would choose you. I would fuck you senselessly and cum for hours making her only watch. And it would make her jealous, Dillon, because no one can make her cum like I did. And we would make her watch as you came and came and came.”

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I kiss her again.

She cums.

I cum an instant after her and in harmony we continue to fuck until my cock is drained.

Dillon’s breathing hard and can barely speak, but she manages another question.

“But what would she do now? After watching you make me cum and ejaculating inside of me?”

I knew exactly what she’d do. What she did many times before.

“She’d come over here and eat my cum out of your pussy, licking you better than I could even dream, making you cum harder than I ever could. Once you finished an endless cascade of O’s, she’d put on a strap on and fuck you more. Again, fucking you harder and better than I’m even physically possible. She would fuck you until you were a quivering pile of mush or passed out. Probably both. And then she’d walk over to me and beg me to fuck her.”

“Would you,” Dillon asked sweetly.

“No. I’m done with her.”

Dillon smiled and kissed me deeply. I kissed her back and could tell we were falling for each other. Which made me feel horrible because I just bluntly lied to her.

I would fuck Melody in a heartbeat.

She Needed It

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Dillon’s mouth goes agape as I plunge my 10 inch stone inside her. I’ve wanted to fuck her for years and her pussy is just as fantastic as predicted. Even tighter.

I place my thumb to her bottom lip, gliding it from left to right and back again. The thickness of her lips arouses me every bit as much as being inside her stellar pussy.

I rock my hips back and forth and feel her flesh hug me tightly as I fuck her snug cunt.

My hand that’s not thumbing her lips is twisting her thick nipple and I fuck her harder.

She moans enthusiastically.

I’ll have her cumming in seconds.

It’ll only be the second time she’s had a real orgasm in 2 years. I know this because she told me an hour ago as I licked away at her pussy and gave her the first.

Dillon is my ex’s childhood BFF and I’ve wanted to fuck her since I laid eyes on her many years ago. She’s had notoriously shit luck with men and I’ve always secretly wanted to please her. I could tell she needed it.

As she arches her back and cum-screams “FUUUUCK” followed by my name, victory is mine.

I grab her savagely by the hair and pull her mouth to mine. I kiss her deeply and continue the relentless pounding of this prized pussy.

She cums in building waves, one on top of the other, moaning and screaming into our sloppy wet kiss.

It was my turn.

“Dillon, I want your permission to cum inside of you. Your pussy is so perfect, I couldn’t possibly pull out.”

She can barely speak at this point, but manages a “fuck yes cum in me” nonetheless.

So fuck yes I cum in her.

I pin her down and stop thrusting. I want her to feel each shot of my nut as it fires out of my staff and crashes deeply inside her. The only movement I want is my cum rushing out of me and coating her pearly pink walls.

Years of desire overfills her hole and puddles her sheets.

The giant wet spot. It’s become a trade mark of mine. I was afraid the vasectomy would reduce that, but I swear I even produce more.

Dillon kissed me even deeper and ran her fingers along the wet spot, sensually coating her fingers in my nut as I reached between her legs and fingered her to another orgasm.

Repeated fuckings of sweet Dillon is guaranteed.

How It Began

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“Stick your dick in me bare,” she said. “Don’t worry about a condom. Just fuck me. Fuck me now, goddam it. I want you in me.”

She let out a begging whine.

“Please….”

These are the final pre-penetration words my future wife said to me. Once my cock was inside of her, she would own my dick and the next 13 years of my life.

I was a virgin.

I was a shy, female-ignorant virgin. Sucking tits and awkward near-fingering was the closest I’d ever been. I had never even seen a pussy face to face.

Once I was inside of her, however… I wanted to know every goddamn thing about her pussy, every goddamn thing about all pussy!!

21 years old and the only orgasms I ever experienced were self-induced. That is until that moment.

I pierced her slowly, taking it all in, savoring every sensation. Melody’s 19-year-old pussy was taut. Her pussy was steaming hot. Her pussy was thick & meaty and snug as hell. And her pussy was soaking wet, drippingly so– a glistening pussy that welcomed and begged for my cock.

Mel’s pussy was fleshy heaven. I started to cum the moment my dick was fully inserted. Her hot wet tightness gripped my pulsing cock and I ejaculated inside of her within seconds. There was no holding back.

One. One thrust inside of her perfect pussy and my dick was convulsing and firing the thickest of loads in furious amounts. I gripped her mountainous tits tightly and continued to convulse into her as I moaned and called her name.

Melody.

Melody and her mystic pussy.

I couldn’t even thrust more. I was frozen inside of her, filling her bare cunt with what felt like buckets and buckets of my virgin sperm.

And Mel fucking loved it. The moment I erupted inside of her, I feel her pussy tighten around me, her pink pulling me in further. As my thick soup filled her fuck bowl, her mouth dropped open, she held her breath and my new lover came with me. And equally as hard.

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We screamed into my bedroom air in unison as I emptied years worth of jizz inside her. Melody had a cum fetish, a rather rowdy one and one that she rarely got fulfilled.

I pulled out and collapsed next to her naked body still trembling with her own O’s.

She lowered her legs and instantly squealed.

“My fucking God, look at that!!” she exclaimed.

It was my pooled cum that had filled her up and gushed out of her hole. It was the size of large pillow, a wet spot that ran from between her legs down to nearly her feet.

She shoved her own fingers inside of herself to feel how covered she was in my shots. Arousal washed over her again.

Enthusiastically Mel fingered away at her cum-soiled hole until I replaced her fingers with my own. The excess of my cum allowed for greater penetration. Deeper and more fingers. She obviously enjoyed this.

Without provocation she flipped herself over face down into the wet spot, licking and sucking away at the sheets.

Her ass and pussy in the air, I slowly inserted all five fingers into Melody. She growled into my wet spot and pushed into my hand, my fist now firmly inside of her. She rocked her body, fucking my fist as she lapped up my virgin load.

Melody’s orgasm was long and hard. I’d never witnessed such beauty. I fisted her harder. She came harder. Amazing how that worked.

I don’t know if she begged me to stop first or if my arm gave out first, but we collapsed into a pile on the bed when I pulled my fist out.

I didn’t even realize how erect I was again until I felt her mouth around me. She sucked me slowly, savoring the taste of her own pussy on my dick.

I ran my pussy drenched fingers through her hair as she brought me to a quick climax. Another heavy load, this time shooting directly into Mel’s mouth and throat. She swallowed every drop and even sucked at my tip for more.

I almost loved it more than nutting in her pussy. Almost.

We held hands and I kissed her on her mouth, neck and tits. We got no sleep that night and would fuck four more times before morning. Cumming all four times in that electrifying pussy that now ruled my life.