“No, I don’t mean today. I mean tomorrow, next week, next month, next year, forever. Please don’t stop fucking me.”
Randy simply nodded understanding and lifted her from his body.
Without putting any clothes on and making no effort to clean up, they made soft tacos side by side in the kitchen, Randy being careful not to have any grease spatter on him from the hamburger as he cooked it.
“I didn’t say anything about not having eaten because my curfew is midnight.”
“Ahh, I see. Wanted to spend all your time fucking, is that it?”
She smiled sheepishly, “Yes.”
“Well, you’ve got to keep in shape for it too and an empty stomach with only Red Bull in it might not be the correct way to go about it.”
As they ate, Gabbie stuffed her mouth full and chewed, her cheeks giving the resemblance of a chipmunk as she hurried through her meal. She finished before him and sat there restlessly waiting for Randy to catch up.
“You know,” he said flatly as he picked up his last taco, “you could be making sure I’m ready for action as soon as I’m done with this.”
Without another word, she got to the floor and positioned herself between his captain’s chair and the kitchen island on her knees and began to suck. Randy couldn’t see her, elbows on the counter as he ate; but he could certainly feel her as she lavished his cock with attention.
After taking his time with the last of his supper, he sat back in the chair and looked down. The mascara had run further as her eyes had watered again and Gabbie was rubbing her tits vigorously with both hands as she slobbered all over his manhood.
He tried his best to be nonchalant, just to encourage her to work harder, but it was difficult because her throat felt so good.
Reaching down with his right hand, he caressed her cheek, feeling his cock sliding in and out of her mouth. She turned it loose and turned her face into his hand, Randy lightly rubbing her wet lips with his fingers. He curled them under her chin, lifted it up, and Gab took his thumb into her mouth and began to suck it, the mascara making a mess of her face.
Using his hand as the guide, he had her rise from her knees and then scooped her up into the air, placing her ass on the kitchen island. Gabbie had gasped when he picked her up and then started to giggle when she landed on the granite countertop.
By her thighs he pulled her pussy onto his cock and stroked her less than a half dozen times before he captured her legs, lifted her into the air, and stepped back. Without wasting a second, Randy dropped Gab on his dick, a wet plop sounding when her ass smacked into his pelvis.
“Ohhhhhhfuuuukkkkkkkkk!!!” she screamed, which was a different reaction from her, and Randy paused.
“You alright?”
Gabbie held up a finger, asking for a moment and Randy waited, standing there holding her up with his cock buried inside her. When she finally could talk, she told him, “Yeah, I’m good. That just hit different for some reason. It was way intense right from the start.”
“You good to go now?”
“Yes,” she replied and tilted her head down to look at him, “I’m ready for it now.”
With her thighs still caught by the hinge of his elbows, he moved his hands under her armpits and began to long dick her; slowly but steadily picking her body up and letting it slide down his ten inches.
The motion made Gabbie’s mouth open wide, her hands holding on to his shoulders until he brought her off and she let her head fall back, her eyes to the ceiling. The backs of her lower legs began to violently pound his upper arms as they trembled and her head tilted further away from him, continuing until it dropped all the way back as far as possible. She began to wail, and her voice warbled in time with her body as it spasmed.
Once she had finished cumming, Randy walked with her still on his cock to his bedroom. He then picked her up off his stiff dick and dropped her on the bed. Joining her, he asked, “Tell me about the ‘Oh fuck’ moment.”
“I don’t know,” she replied, “It was just way different. I mean when I hit bottom it was much more intense right off the bat from any other time when we had just begun.”
“I think you need to get me ready again,” he told her, and she backed away and looked down, taking the stiff cock in hand.
“Seems pretty ready to me,” she smirked.
“Nah, it needs more attention,” he said playfully, and she lowered her upper frame and began to blow him again, both hands on his thighs.
Gabbie displayed her usual enthusiasm for cock sucking, but this particular time was different in that she was much louder, the glucking sound predominant as she worked her throat on the middle portion of his dick.
Abruptly, Randy put a hand on the back of her head and pushed her to the root, the sounds of her swallowing growing in volume as he commanded, “Stay there,” and he moved his hand away.
Her hands wrapped around the back of his thighs and held on tight as she attempted to obey without a proper breath. At least until he bent over and began to spank her ass.
With each whack of his hand, Gab’s body jerked and her throat tightened. For the first time she experienced a little gag with his cock in her gullet, but she was determined to stay put and willed her face to remain buried in his pelvis.
Finally, he pulled her off and she coughed as she attempted to refill her lungs. Randy held her upright by her hair as she wiped the accumulated spit from her face and then moved herself back to his penis. He turned her loose and let her at it, knowing that she now knew what he wanted.
Her hands on her breasts, fingers pinching and pulling at her own nipples, she lavished his cock with her throat, going down on him two inches at a time until she had it all. Gabbie would then stay there, fully imbedded on dick until she had expelled all the air in her lungs, and they began to burn, her fingers still madly working over her nips.
With her lips sealed tight to his body and her eyes on him, Randy asked her, “Do you want more?”
Without removing his dick, she nodded and attempted to say “Un-huh,” the expression mangled.