Can’t Stop Squirting #5
"That’s it, baby, squeeze it," Kevin panted, his pace turning savage as he felt her walls contracting around him. His skin was slick with a mixture of his sweat and her fluids, his muscles straining with every deep, heavy plunge. "Fucking take it all. I’m going to fill you up so deep."
The friction was building to an unbearable, explosive peak.
Kevin’s movements became shorter, harder, his breath turning into jagged, guttural grunts as he neared his own limit.
The thick veins mapping his cock were throbbing violently inside her, triggering another wave of frantic contractions from Jayla’s hyper-sensitive walls.
"Kevin! I’m going to…oh god, my pussy is clamping down so hard!" she cried out, her eyes flying open, her vision swimming as her body prepared for a third, final release.
"Come for me again, Jayla! Let it out!" Kevin roared, his chest expanding as he delivered three final, brutal thrusts that buried his cock as deep as it could humanly go.
Jayla screamed, her upper body arching completely off the bed as a third, blinding orgasm ripped through her. Her pussy walls squeezed him with a ferocious, crushing grip, and another hot, desperate gush of fluid erupted from her center, washing over his thick shaft.
The intense sensation of her tight, squirting core completely broke Kevin’s control.
With a deep, guttural roar that echoed off the walls, his body went entirely rigid.
He shoved his hips forward one last time, pinning her down against the wet mattress, and his cock began to pulse violently inside her.
He let out a massive, burning torrent of thick, hot cum, shooting it deep into the very back of her pussy.
He came in heavy, rhythmic spurts, filling her tight tunnel to overflowing, his semen mixing with her slick fluids until it was completely dripping out of her and onto the ruined gray sheet below.
The silence that settled over the bedroom was absolute, broken only by the ragged, synchronized gasps of their breathing.
Kevin remained heavily draped over Jayla’s body, his chest pressed flat against her breasts, his forehead buried in the damp curls at her neck.
Beneath them, the gray fitted sheet was completely ruined—a massive, dark canvas soaked through with the evidence of their chaotic, uninhibited coupling.
Slowly, the heavy tension left Kevin’s muscles.
He shifted his weight to the side, sliding his thick, softening cock out of her spent opening.
The exit was incredibly wet; a mixture of his thick white cum and her clear, slick fluids spilled out onto the dark patch of the mattress, a warm reminder of how deeply he had just filled her.
Jayla let out a long, shuddering sigh as her legs finally dropped back down to the bed.
Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably, her muscles completely turned to jelly.
She lay staring at the ceiling, her skin flushed a deep, beautiful pink from her chest all the way down to her toes.
The intense, blinding euphoria of the orgasms was slowly fading, leaving behind a profound, heavy exhaustion and a strange, deep sense of peace.
Kevin rolled onto his back right beside her, looping a large, muscular arm around her waist and pulling her flush against his side. Jayla didn't hesitate; she slid her head onto his bare shoulder, her hand resting over his racing heart.
"Holy fuck," Kevin breathed into the quiet room, a low, stunned laugh vibrating in his chest. "Jayla, I don't even have words for what just happened. You are completely unbelievable."
Jayla bit her lip, a faint trace of her earlier shyness returning, though it was completely softened by the absolute intimacy of the moment.
She looked down at his chest, which was still glistening with her slick fluids.
"I can't believe how messy it got. I’ve literally never done anything like that before I met you, Kevin. It’s like my body just completely loses its mind when you touch me."
"Good," Kevin growled softly, his fingers sliding down her hip to give the soft flesh a reassuring, possessive squeeze.
"That means your body knows exactly who it belongs to. I told you, I don’t ever want you holding back around me. I want the mess. I want the noise. I want every single drop you have to give."
He turned his head, kissing the top of her dark curls tenderly. "We’re going to need to buy you a mattress protector, though. And probably a few extra sheet sets."
Jayla let out a genuine, breathy laugh, the last remnants of her embarrassment completely evaporating into the warm bedroom air. "Shut up. You're the one who told me to leave the duvet at the foot of the bed."
"And thank God I did," Kevin smiled, his dark eyes crinkling at the corners.
He looked around her bedroom, taking in the small space.
For weeks, Jayla had felt so isolated in this apartment, trapped behind the glowing screen of her laptop, struggling to find her footing in a massive, overwhelming city.
But looking up at Kevin, feeling the heavy, comforting weight of his arm around her, Houston didn't feel quite so lonely anymore.
"So," Kevin murmured, his thumb tracing a slow, hypnotic circle against her bare waist. "Are you still taking all those classes online next week?"
"Most of them," Jayla replied, shifting slightly to look up at his sharp jawline. "Why?"
"Because," Kevin said, a slow, wicked grin spreading across his lips as he looked down at her swollen, glistening pussy, which was still lazily leaking his cream onto the sheet.
"That means you have plenty of time to stay right here in bed with me. I have a feeling it’s going to take a lot of practice to get these sheets completely soaked again."
A familiar, delicious heat bloomed right back in the center of Jayla's abdomen. Her clit gave a tiny, sensitive throb against his thigh, her body already responding to the dark, insatiable promise in his voice. She wrapped her leg over his, pulling him closer.
"I think I can make time for that," she whispered against his lips.
Kevin smiled, leaning down to trap her mouth in a slow, deep, completely possessive kiss. The digital lectures and the corporate finance assignments could wait. In the quiet sanctuary of her bedroom, under the ruined gray sheets, Jayla had finally found exactly what she was looking for.
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