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Dear Reader,
This is part 2 of an extremely short collaborative piece between myself and my friend, who is also a Literotica member, _HMP. Written in a "He said, She said..." style, we worked off one another's efforts, pushing each other. I know it is very short but we do tend to get right into it the chemistry seems to work well. This picks up where Part 1 left off, I suggest reading Part 1, first.
I hope you enjoy our story.
Thank you,
E your pussy open. Watching that sweet struggle on your face, I take the shower head, switch it to pulse, and bring it to your pussy - a cold, pulsing blast against your clit, making you scream out and bite into my arm. Wave after wave, sending ripples from your pussy through your whole body.
I give you a brief break as I reach back again and switch to hot, then bring the shower head back to your clit. Now it is your eyes that darken more and more with each streaming pulse that vibrates against your folds. I see that fight in your eyes again; the edge - how fast it's approaching - how hard you're fighting it again. I could so easily give in and let you cum. I could just as easily push my cock inside you and give us both that relief.
Instead, I put the shower head away, leaving your pussy raging again. Your hands still pinned and legs held open, I squeeze my throbbing cock.
"Watch..." I whisper against your mouth as I begin stroking.
Long, slow strokes, my wrist twisting and squeezing my shaft - and my tip, oozing pre-cum and just hovering there so close to your aching clit. Stroke after stroke, watching Pursaklar Escort your face as you look down, panting with frustration.
A few more hard jerks and I stop, letting go of your hands as I step back, leaning back against the glass.. smirking at you. It's your move.
SHE:
Panting and nearly out of breath, I watch as you handle yourself, milking the pre-cum from your cock, oozing out for me. The delicious smirk, I just want to bite it, my desire for you heightened yet again. Keeping my eyes locked in your's, I slowly fall to my knees, grasping your thick shafts with two hands, veiny rod with a creamy tip.
"My move..."
Drawing it to my pretty pale lips, glossing them with your pre-cum.
Slowly coating my mouth with you. Pulling your cock away from my mouth, just inches. I slowly lick my lips clean, holding your cock and tapping my bottom lip with it. My lips barely opened as I push that soft spongy tip inside of my warm wet mouth. Fluttery tongue over ridges and veins, followed by a strong deep suck. Latching on to you, your body trapped between the cool shower glass wall and the warmth of my mouth. Sucking... sucking...suck...suck...SUCK!
Harder and harder, building that pressure...until... a loud fucking POP! Pulling you from my mouth, that suction nearly draining you. You gasp softly, all you want is that silky warmth and tightness to return to you. My mouth over your cock again, swirling and sucking while I squeeze and pinch your scrotum, digging in my nails, pulling you to me. Feeling your Rus Escort length slide down my throat, feeling it tighten as you go deeper still, that little gag as I receive you.
A deep low grown escapes your lips, your hips roll forward and tiny tears form in the corners of my eyes...another gag before I pull back. This time my teeth meet your spongy tip, that delicious desire to bare down and bite softly into you, sinking my teeth in that soft velvety flesh. My tongue flicks and drums your cock head while my hand pulls and squeezes in long, full strokes. You are close, I can see that need in your eyes, so close to the edge...one more suck is all it would take...
I pull away from you. Rising to stand, I return that dirty kiss you have just given me, letting you taste yourself on my tongue this time. Turning off the shower, as our tongues slide into one another's mouths, deep hungry kisses. Our bodies sealed together, we push one another up against the shower walls and door, out on to the deck again. Nails digging in deep, groaping one another, my mouth at your neck sucking it purple and bruising it.
Teeth sinking into your skin...bites, scratches and bruises, all little reminders that you are mine. And there it is that push and pull for dominance, your strength over my beauty, my back against the deck, your body on top of mine, pushing my legs apart ready to seed me.
HE:
I enter you with force, pushing a deep moan from your lungs as the full weight of my body presses you against the cool wooden deck. Gripping your Sincan Escort soaked locks, holding you in place so you can't squeeze me out. You lit every fire in me and my entire body is tense - aching to erupt. Each of our movements is just as electric as the lightning tearing the dark sky. Stroke after stroke, my whole length fills you. That perfect fucking fit. That perfect wet, velvet grip.
Rain pouring down on us again. We're both right there on the edge. Eyes locked, waiting for that one little moment of weakness when one of us will give in and release. We both need it, but we're daring each other to last just one moment longer. Just one more push. One more squeeze around that throbbing beast that is dying to feed your pussy with his seed.
"Let go", words somehow find their way between my clenched teeth to the sound of my hips slapping your skin, only to be met with nails dug into my back.
Raking, once more marking what's yours. I know you'll keep fighting it til I break. This constant game we play. I know what you want - you want me fucking you til my cock is weeping to finish.
Other times I'd let you win that battle, but not this time. This time I stop, buried deep in you. Shocking you.
I take your beautiful, flushed face in my hands, looking into your eyes as my cock throbs and flexes in you, the first stream of cum oozing out. And that's what breaks you. That first drop of my seed tickling and coating your walls. You tremble underneath me. Breath held as your body gives in. My lips hover over your open mouth, and as your muscles stiffen, I shoot the rest of my seed deep inside you. Spilling out as your pussy spasms on my cock. Riding wave after wave with you, a loud moan escapes your lips as you finally exhale.
"Good girl...", I whisper against your lips, as I meet them over exhausted breaths, for a slow, deep kiss in the pounding...pouring...
RAIN.