The Question

You're straddling my lap, my hard cock rubbing your pussy. You rock back and forth, getting my dick wet, but not far enough to enter you. Your hands pin me to the bed. My hands are on your warm, smooth hips. You ask me a four-word question. I smile but say nothing. I squeeze your hips. You rock again and my cock sends a message to my brain.

Desire.

You ask me again, pressing harder on my shoulders, rubbing your clit on my cock, letting my cock just touch your hole. I moan quietly. You lean close to my face. Your hair frames our faces. Your tongue flicks my lips and the tip of my nose, and you giggle.

I slide my hands up your trim body to your breasts. I cup them, squeeze them, roll the nipples in my fingers. You moan softly, close your eyes, to relish the sensation.

"You like my tits." Not a question. You know I love every inch of your body, your tits especially. You sway your torso, your tits in my hands.

You ask again as you lower yourself to lay full-length on top of me. Your lips and tongue cover my face with kisses and licks. Your breath is warm on my face; your skin warm on my body. My hands slide down your back to your ass. You wiggle your ass under my hands and I grip harder. You rock on my cock again, moaning as your clit gets a long, wet stroke from my cock. The glans catches on your cunt. You wiggle a bit and the head of my cock feels the inside of you for a moment.

"You want more?" you breathe into my ear. "I want more... but not right away." Your tongue flicks my ear and you suck the earlobe. I can't hold back my moan or the throbbing of my dick.

"Be my naughty boy and spank me," you purr.

SLAP!

"Ooh! Good start!" Your hands cradle my head. Your hips squeeze mine. "More. Spank your naughty girl."

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

My hand tingles and your ass feels warm. You moan again and you rub your pussy, your clit harder on my cock. You pinch my nipple while you suck my tongue into your mouth. I moan louder. You rock your hips again. More of my cock enters your cunt for a moment.

SLAP! SLAP! My hand spanks your ass again. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I can feel your pussy getting hotter and wetter.

"Mmmm... good boy!" You adjust your position and my cock slides inside you. Trapped in your hot, velvet box, you start riding my cock as I squeeze and spank your ass. Your body laying stretched on top of mine. Your breath hot, you moan directly into my ear. You lick my ear, cheek, neck. You slide your mouth onto mine and your tongue demands entry. Our tongues send shocks to our animal brains.

"Fuck me," you order softly as you push your body up, hands on my shoulders, my cock deep inside you. You rock your body slowly at first, moaning with each breath. I moan. The lust I feel is reflected in your face as you slide up and down my hard dick.

"Awww... fuck! Yes! Fuck me yes!"

You grind your clit into my pelvis and drag it on the shaft. The head of my cock just barely leaves your cunt before you reverse the move, moaning louder with each stroke.

"Oh god! Yes! Yes! Fuck yes! Fuck! Fuck me!"

Your fingernails dig into my chest, gripping tightly, giving you leverage to fuck yourself on my cock. As my cock slides all the way inside you, I thrust up going deeper. Your moans get louder and I can feel you pussy getting tighter.

"God yes! Fuck yes! So good fuck! OhYesFuckMe! Please!"

You bounce faster on my cock. I can feel your pussy starting to tense, to start the rhythm of orgasm. The words pour out.

"Cum with me! Fuckmeyescumnowfuckyes!"

Your hands move to my belly as you let out a loud moan and push your pussy down hard on my cock, trying to get every inch of dick and more! I moan, pulling down on your hips as my cock squirts semen deep inside you!

"Don't stop! Fill me! Fuck! So damn good!"

You sag on top of me. You kiss my chin and cheek, careful to not let my cock out of your pussy. I can feel our juices drip down my balls. Your pussy is still quivering, stroking my cock for every last drip of cum. I wrap one arm around you and take a handful of your hair. I hold your lips to mine and we kiss slowly, deliberately.

"Fuck! That was perfect, my love," you say softly as I release your hair. You rest your head on my shoulder. I'm still trapped under you and in no hurry to be released.

You ask the four-word question again, gently.

"Yes."