CHAPTER 15 #3
He walked across the living room with me wrapped around him, his massive dick resting right against my dripping entrance. He marched straight into the kitchen, carrying me up to the high granite kitchen island, and set my backside down on the cool, polished stone.
He spread my legs wide, stepped right into my space, and with one powerful, seamless thrust, rammed his massive, hard cock all the way inside my wet pussy.
"AAAAHHH!" I threw my head back, my eyes rolling into the back of my head as my hands frantically gripped the edge of the granite island.
He filled me completely. The contrast of the ice-cold granite under my thighs and his scalding, massive iron rod plunging deep into my body was so overwhelming I couldn't form words.
Joshua began to pound me. He grabbed my hips with his large, calloused hands, pulling me forward onto his dick with every savage, rhythmic thrust. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed wildly off the kitchen cabinets, rhythmic and loud.
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
"Look at me, Ciara," he commanded, his voice a low, commanding growl.
I forced my eyes open, looking at him through a haze of pure lust. He reached down with his right thumb, finding my swollen clit, and began rubbing it in tight, heavy circles right as he buried his full length deep inside me.
The double stimulation was too much. The world exploded into bright, blinding white light.
"I’m squirting! Joshua, I’m squirting!" I screamed out.
A sudden, violent gush of warm liquid erupted from my cunt, spraying over his shaft and thighs like a geyser.
The sheer force of my contraction squeezed his dick so hard it momentarily popped out of my dripping hole.
My legs twitched violently on the counter as wave after wave of intense, body-shaking pleasure wracked my frame.
"Put it back in! Fuck, put that big dick back in me, Doc!" I begged, panting frantically, my bare chest heaving wildly as my nipples hardened against the cool mountain air.
Joshua grinned dangerously, his face glistening with sweat and my own slick cream.
He lined his broad, throbbing head back up with my wide-open, dripping entrance and drove his massive cock back in to the absolute hilt, burying every single inch of his thick iron rod into my soaked, aching walls.
He began pounding into me even harder, deeper, and more brutally than before, the wet, filthy slap of his pelvis smashing against my ass echoing through the kitchen.
My bare tits bounced violently with every savage thrust as he tore my pussy up.
He leaned down, mauling my neck with sharp, possessive bites and bruised kisses, growling like an unsated beast directly into my sensitive skin as he fucked me completely senseless on that granite counter.
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"Turn that sweet ass around," Joshua growled against my ear, his ragged breath scorching my skin.
He yanked his thick dick out of me with a slick, filthy SCHLUCK that left my gaping hole aching for more, hauling me down off the kitchen island.
I didn't hesitate for a microsecond. I spun around, throwing my upper body flat over the granite, my left hand white-knuckling the heavy wooden stool while I hoisted my right leg up onto the rung to spread myself wide open for him.
Joshua stepped up behind my exposed backside, towering over me like a beast about to claim his prize.
I reached back with both hands, grabbing my own ass cheeks and ripping them wide apart, offering him a clear, filthy view of my swollen, dark, glistening lips trembling and weeping with my own slick cream.
"You love wrecking this wet pussy, don't you, Doc?" I rasped out, flashing my braids over my shoulder and looking back at him with raw, unadulterated lust. "Look at it... look at how fat and needy it is for your huge cock."
"Fuck yeah," Joshua growled out, his eyes dark with pure, predatory possession.
His massive, calloused hand wrapped tightly around the base of my braids, yanking my head back until my neck was completely exposed. With his free hand guiding his thick, throbbing head, he slammed his massive cock straight back into my dripping, gaping hole in one savage stroke.
"YES! Grab my fucking hair!" I screamed, my nails digging into the hard stone counter. "Hold my hair tight while you ruin me! Give me every single inch of that big dick, Joshua!"
He went full savage. He used my braids like reins to pin my upper body while his massive hips slammed into my bare ass with terrifying, relentless power.
The heavy, wet slap of his pelvis smashing against my cheeks echoed like thunder through the kitchen.
My eyes rolled to the absolute back of my head as he hit my cervix over and over, sending brutal, electric waves of pure ecstasy vibrating through every nerve in my body.
"Look at how this greedy little pussy swallows every single inch of me," Joshua grunted out, his knuckles tightening in my hair as his hips slammed into my ass with rhythmic, merciless power. "You were built just to take this big dick, Ciara... tell me who this sweet cunt belongs to."
"It's yours! It's your personal fucking playground, Doc! Ah... destroy it harder!"
He pounded into me for another five uninhibited minutes, tearing my pussy up until I was floating on a cloud of pure, hedonistic ecstasy.
Suddenly, I needed to taste what we were making. "Joshua... pull out. Let me taste it. Let me taste my pussy on your dick!"
He paused, letting out a heavy groan, and pulled his long shaft slowly out of my tight walls.
I turned around on my knees right there on the kitchen floor, grabbing his dick by the base, and brought the broad, glistening head to my mouth.
I licked my own sweet, salty cream off his skin, sucking his shaft passionately, driving him absolutely wild.
Before he could explode right there in the kitchen, Joshua leaned down, scooped me up into his arms like a bride, and carried me out of the kitchen, up the spiral wooden staircase, and into the master bedroom.
He threw me onto the massive four-poster bed, but instead of laying on top of me, he fell back onto his spine, resting his broad head against the pillows. His massive, rock-hard cock stood straight up against his stomach, throbbing and glistening in the dim bedroom light.
"Mount me," he commanded softly, his hands resting on his thighs, his chest rising and falling. "Take what you want, sweetheart."
I didn't need to be told twice. I crawled up to him in the bed, straddling his waist. I took his thick shaft by the base with my right hand, guiding the broad head to my dripping, swollen entrance.
I slowly lowered my body down, inch by excruciating inch, swallowing every single bit of his massive length until my pelvis was pressed tight against his hips.