Girl Scout Cookies/Fuck her
From Create Your Own Story
You sit up and slide yourself between Claire’s outstretched legs. Your cock is ready, and as it brushes against Claire’s wetness, you can feel that she is more than ready for you. Positioning it at her opening, you push in, sliding effortlessly inside. “Yes, deeper,” Claire shouts as you settle fully inside her.
You slide back out, the head of your cock just at the doorway of her pussy, and then quickly slide back in. Claire screams, “Harder… Fuck me deep,” as you slam your cock inside her. Claire wraps her legs around your back, curling her hips towards your thrusts. “Faster… Deeper…” she yells. Claire's large breasts bounce up and down with each stroke and you can feel the rippling of her vagina against your cock as she squeezes her pelvic muscles.
You can feel the tingling in your balls growing rapidly. “I’m going… to come…” you warn her, your breath ragged and uneven.
“Yes, do it! Fill me up!” Claire shouts enthusiastically. As if listening to your command, the sperm rockets out of your balls and down your cock, spurting into her pussy. Claire feels the pulse in her and her arms lock around your body, pressing you down on her. “More! More!” Claire shouts as the second jet shoots from your cock, filling her pussy up. Impossibly, Claire squeezes you deeper inside for a third shot that must be going right through her pussy and into her womb. “Oh, YEEEEES!” Claire shouts, locking up in convulsions as her own orgasm rocks through her. Held in her tight embrace, you continue to pulse several more loads into her.
Finally Claire relaxes and flops back on the couch breathless. You slide your cock out of her, the mixture of your sperm and her juices spilling out of her. “That… was incredible,” Claire manages between gasps. “You really do know how to give a girl a good time.”
“The pleasure was all mine,” you say, as you help her back to her feet.
You each get dressed and you walk Claire to the door. “I am definitely going to have to sell you more cookies,” Claire says, smiling.
“I would very much like that,” you reply, giving her a kiss as she heads out the door.
THE END (Or is it?)
