You fuck Kelly

Kelly’s pulling down her jeans and shucking her knickers. Her pubic hair is tightly cropped in the shape of a V. It’s an arrow pointing to her slit. While she does that you remove your tros and boxers. Then you close your laptop and move it off the desk. That’s so you can pick her up and seat her in its place. Her front teeth nibble at her bottom lip. Her green eyes can’t pull away from your stiffening cock.

You go in for another kiss and use the opportunity to run your fingers through her folds. They’re already enflamed. They’re already damp with arousal. Her right hand reaches out to feel your organ. She runs her palm up and down the length, her fingers tickling it lightly as she does so.

“Isn’t it too big? Will it fit?”

“Doesn’t matter, it’s going in.”

You replace your playing fingers with your cock. Its head runs through the soft folds. You bump it against the nub of her clit. You run your shaft along the entrance to her heavenly opening. You feel her juices coating it. When you think that’s enough, you direct it inside. To start with her slit refuses to open wide enough. You don’t give it a choice. You push in. Her moans rise as you do so. They reach a trill the moment her sex gives way and lets the bulb enter. You pause to look into her eyes, to let the nature of the experience sink in.

“So big. So big. I’m so stretched,” Kelly tries. Then you thrust your whole length into her.

“You enjoying this?”

“Yes.”

“Are you enjoying this?

“Yes.”

“Well enjoy this.” And you let rip.

You’ve seen all those porn movies where the actor jackhammers his way into the women’s sex. Sex has never been like that for you. You were slow and careful and considerate. Not this time. This time you let loose. This time you mimic the rough sex porn you’ve seen, and Kelly responds as the pornstars respond. Shrieking. Wailing. Tits flailing. Arms flapping. Legs uncontrolled. The centre of her world, of your world, the between the two of you, vagina and penis, trapped together, rhythmically thrusting. Each thrust drives her across the tabletop, away from you. You pull her back. Trap her with your left hand on her throat, holding her in place. Your right hand slaps her flapping tits. She squeals at each slap. She moans with each thrust. Her first orgasm strikes.

You don’t believe it’s possible to make a woman cum so quickly, but there it is. No doubt about it. You can feel her pussy spasm in pleasure. You can hear her muffled voice moan in defeat. You pull out and her ejaculate follows your cock.

No time to waste. You pick her up. You spin her round. You drape her over the desk face first. Her feet touch the ground, her ass bends over the tabletop, her body lays prone. You raise her left leg, giving access to her sex, and you slide yourself back in. She groans “Oh, sir. Oh, sir. Yes, yes, yes.” You go back to thrusting.

Her second orgasm is as noisy and as messy as her first. You don’t care. You carry on thrusting, pushing through the spasming muscles of her pussy, feeling your own pleasure, until you can hold it no longer.

You just have time to pull out, spin her off the table and onto her knees, before you scatter your seed over her face and breasts.