Mia Gets Caught Masturbating Part 2

 

Suddenly, I felt the tip of his index finger enter me from behind, Thankfully, the layer of gel lubricant cushioned the journey. Widening me ever so slowly with one finger. Of course, he soon worked his way up to another, which stretched me comfortably. Slowly, his fingers dared travel deeper, and the rest of his hand hit against my sticky pussy entrance. Ripping gentle moans from my throat and making it a struggle to stay still enough to not present a challenge. Although I always fantasize about being caught in the act, I never pictured it ending like this. 

Then, all of a sudden, I was devastatingly empty. The wand continued to buzz through my vulva and tingle my clit. Sadly, his fingers had departed, leaving my ass covered in sticky wet and craving his touch. Suddenly I heard a soft slap of leather through a loop and a zipper being undone. To be honest, I didn’t realize my eyes were open until I saw the shadows change. Naturally, I gripped the sheets beneath me tighter in anticipation. Remembering to tap into my absolute trust in him, Obviously, I was nervous. Both of his hands press against my cheeks once again as he uses his body weight to spread them and allow himself full, unrestricted access. The coldness is gone now, and there’s nothing but him, and the heat, and the pleasure coursing through me from the wand.

If I knew getting caught would be this much fun! Honestly, I would have done it sooner. 

Finally, we’re connected. The warm tip of his erection presses against my lube-slicked hole. His hands remain holding me spread. Thanks to his thoughtful,  preparation, the head of his cock slips inside. With the protection of the thick gel, I can feel every inch of his penetration. A somewhat masochistic enjoyment. His large cock  pushing inside my tightest entrance is never an easy take; it’s a learned pleasure. He knows it’s hard for me and fucks me so slowly, or perhaps he simply enjoys drawing out the almost too tight to bear sensation, dragging me so close to the boundary edge and watching my reaction.  Honestly, it’s difficult to tell.  The pushing becomes firmer and deeper. Of course, his grunts become more vocal.  

I have a full-body orgasm. It’s only his weight on me, impaling me in place with his cock, which keeps me in position.  My knuckles gripping the sheets and eyes squeezed closed as my mouth loudly moaned the strength of my climax.  That’s what he’s been waiting for.  Honestly, his absolute favorite time to raggedly fuck me is when I’m overly sensitive and worn out from my own orgasm, and my lack of strength means I’m unable to do anything about the wand still buzzing wildly between my legs. Pressing down on my shoulders, hard, he fucks my ass with his throbbing cock.

His orgasm tremors through his body as he gives a low roar, flooding me with his hot, liquid triumph.

All I can do is accept his erotic prize with ecstatic, rasping breaths, my body still quivering in its own afterglow.  “Testing going well then?” he asks in a smug voice, as he begins to clean himself up by the bedside. I’m lost for words. My throat decides to respond with a low whine, just as his cum begins to escape, slowly sliding down to coat the contours of my pussy. 

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