Archie had been different from the start. He’d been an excellent lover in every regard and soon she looked forward to his oral foreplay almost as much as the main event. When she returned the favor, the look of ecstasy on his face as she did it was a powerful aphrodisiac for her. He told her how wonderful everything she did for him felt. He suggested additional techniques; things he especially liked. When she did them, he seemed to be dying with pleasure.
On the occasions she finished Archie orally, she’d learned to like the taste of his semen. Once used to it, its earthy odor became a powerful turn-on for her. The look on Archie’s face as he came and afterward as his cock slowly slipped out of her mouth, his semen coating her lips and chin, was as close to rapture as she’d ever seen in her life. His love for her burned in his eyes as he came to her afterward, kissing her deeply. He was always ready to reciprocate, although she usually didn’t need it. Often when she finished him this way, they were at the end of a long love-making session and she’d already cum several times.
Now she began a series of little licks and kisses, extending from the base of his shaft to the very tip, occasionally taking him into her mouth for just a few seconds, watching his face continuously with powerful eye contact. After their forty-eight, one-minute sessions over the past day, she knew this was going to be tricky — she didn’t want him to cum too soon. She could tell by watching his face when something she’d done felt especially good for him and she backed off. It occurred to her she’d never seen what it looked like up close, so with her free hand, she held the hand-mirror six inches from her chin and adjusted the angle. The sight of Archie’s dark red cock sliding between her bright red lips was so powerfully erotic, she felt a quickening of her pulse and the telltale sensations of a pending orgasm.
All the while her right hand was working the Hitachi, slowly sliding the soft white vibrating head up and down through her vulva, finding and stimulating all her magic spots. She could not control her hips which were grinding into the vibrator, nor her moans of pleasure from the series of little orgasms the vibrator was causing. Archie could feel her deep growling moans, radiating into the flesh of his cock.
Roxanne put the mirror down and switched hands, lifting the ‘magic wand’ up, pressing the vibrating ball up between Archie’s thighs, rubbing it around his scrotum and the base of his cock. Her free hand moved to her groin, continuing to gently and rapidly strum her clit. She moved the vibrating head back between his muscular buttocks, pushing it deep between them, rubbing it up and down; back and forth, leaving no area unexplored. The sensations for Archie as she did this were mind-boggling and he dared not let her stimulate his cock now or it would all be over. After a minute of this, she could tell by the look on his face that it was feeling too good, and she lowered the device back to her own quim.
They managed to do this for ten full minutes — a testament to Archie’s determination to hold off, and to Roxanne’s skills. Finally looking into her eyes, his rock-hard cock deep inside her mouth, her blood-red lips compressed against the skin of his member to increase the friction, he signaled it was time. He could hold back no longer.
Instantly Roxanne understood and dropped the vibrator. She reached around his hips with both hands, digging her fingernails into the muscular flesh of his buttocks, and pulled him forward with all of her strength so his wood-like cock drove deep into her mouth, deeper than she thought possible. And yet, by tilting her head back several inches, she was able to take even more, her upper throat now utterly filled and blocked. It was still comfortable for her and she regulated her breathing by backing off, letting his entire length slip out of her, then pulling him back in until once again he’d filled her upper airway and esophagus. She was finding it very erotic, watching his face while she did it, twisted as though he was in excruciating pain, each breath a strangled cry of extreme pleasure, understanding the intense pleasure it was giving him.
For Archie, the sensations and visuals were almost more than he could bear. He was trying every trick he knew to stretch it out and postpone the ultimate pleasure, now only seconds away. But it was impossible. He could feel the heat and pressure building deep within his loins, expanding, causing his breath to surge like a galloping racehorse, his semen gushing to the surface from his depths like a volcano. At last, it exploded from him in a long series of powerful spasms that went on for over thirty seconds until finally he was utterly spent. Roxanne didn’t slow down, pulling him hard into her again and again, his semen surging from the corners of her lips, down her chin, spilling onto her breasts, and flowing down her flat muscular stomach. Finally, Archie collapsed in front of her, pulling her into a powerful hug, kissing her passionately as he tried to recover his breath, tasting his seed on her lips, and feeling it coating her cheeks and chin.
But the hug didn’t last long; the second part of his mission moved to the forefront of his mind. He couldn’t imagine cumming again so soon but he’d promised Roxanne, and he was going to try. He scrambled from the bed, standing at the side, grasping Roxanne’s legs and dragging her body to the edge like she was a rag doll. She was now on her back; her backside protruding slightly over the edge of the mattress. Archie lifted her legs and pushed her knees forward until they were alongside her breasts, touching her shoulders. This left her groin utterly exposed, the skin of her quim stretched tight, glistening in the lamplight from her fluids and the viscous lubricant Archie had just poured over her labia and was massaging into her fleshy folds.
Thanks to the Viagra flowing through his bloodstream, Archie’s shaft was just as hard as it had been a minute ago when he’d cum so powerfully. He leaned over Roxanne, his feet on the floor, the fronts of his thighs pressed against her tightly stretched buttocks, and positioned himself, placing the tip of his shaft against the threshold of her core, and thrust himself violently into her, causing her to cry out in pleasure. There was little resistance as his fully erect penis slid deep inside her until his loins were pressed tightly against hers. The taut skin covering his phallus was ultra-sensitive this soon after his recent orgasm and the sensation of being inside her caused him to moan loudly in feral pleasure. Now he started to move, in and out of her depths, feeling the alternating coolness and heat, pressure and release, over and over. His eyes once again locked with hers, he was nearly overcome with her beauty, her hard lithe body, and her breasts surging rhythmically up and down on her chest as he drove himself more and more rapidly, deep into her core.