Candice flashed him a sexy smile, then turned onto her front, presenting him with her sexy butt, giving him a cheeky wiggle to draw him in. In a flash, he was there, straddling her and guiding his cock gently to her wetness, pushing into her slowly until the head of his penis popped inside her and he felt the irresistible heat and pressure around his sensitive helmet.
He lay on her, limbs either side taking his weight, and moved his hard erection deep inside her. Candice couldn’t help but let out a quiet groan as he filled her with his hardness, his hands reaching round to enclose her soft breasts.
It helped that she was so very wet, for though she was exquisitely tight around him, his hardness slipped inside her comfortably, gliding in and then out without a hitch to hinder the heavenly connection between them.
He held her close to him, holding her cute little breasts as he controlled the movement of his cock inside her, kissing her neck as her moans became louder and higher in pitch. He could hardly contain his own moans as he felt her tight vaginal walls squeezing his erection, sensing echoes of her own feelings as ripples of energy transferring from her moist, smouldering pussy to his flesh within.
He sank his face in her mass of brown hair, breathing in the scent of apples as he continued to push his cock inside her then withdraw, squeezing inside her glorious tightness.
She seemed close to the end, building up her moans into near-wails, but then she suddenly squirmed out from under him, escaping his embrace. He was surprised for a moment, wondering if he’d done something wrong, but then she turned him and straddled him, sinking down on his powerful hardness only to begin a seductive dance on top of him – just like one of her dances from the club, except that this time, she was impaled on his cock in the most delicious manner.
“I want to look in your eyes when you come inside me,” she said to him, by way of an explanation.
She leaned down to his mouth for a moment, pressing her little breasts to his chest as she did so, before sitting back up, riding him like a cowgirl, holding up her hair and letting it fall, flow down her back to free her pert breasts for his viewing pleasure. She flashed one of those lustful smiles his way, and he could almost have exploded there and then, but she wasn’t quite there. Almost.
She stroked her own breasts, teasing her nipples as she began to moan, her mischievous expression fading into the serious expression of serious arousal. Fun and games were ending now, they were moving to the imperative, the road to orgasm.
His hands had been holding her slender thighs, helping to guide the rhythm of her rise and fall on his erect cock, but now his strong, wide hands swept up her body, gliding around her sweet curves to cup and cover her supple breasts, focusing on her stiffened nipples.
As her cries turned almost to screams, she leaned forward and pressed her hot mouth to his, her hair chaotic and everywhere as she seemed to be trying to push her whole body close enough to him to merge into his own form.
And they were a whirl of energy, movement, sweat and sugar.
“Oh… oh…” and it didn’t take much to realise she was hitting a tumultuous climax.
Her cries, sounding as though she was struggling for air, her fervent movement gaining added desperation. “Oh please… oh please…” she said breathlessly – words that were hardly necessary, but came from the heart.
It felt so wonderful, even as her body shook disturbingly strongly, and he was so impressed with her vigorous orgasm that he almost forgot to time his own – almost missing the wave.
He didn’t though – perhaps there was no way he could, the way her tight little pussy gripped his cock, squeezed, craving his come. As he felt her go over the final edge, he released himself completely, letting go everything, feeling his come surging up through his erection and filling her young pussy with his hot seed.
It took them a good while to recover sufficiently to even speak. For more than a few moments, they just lay there, gasping.
Then she said, breathlessly, “Tom?”
And he replied, breathlessly, “Yeah?”
“You won’t ever leave me, will you?”
He turned to her to see an expression on her face that he could only describe as adoration.
“Never,” he said.
And he found that he no longer felt any kind of pain.