“I love to hear you talk like that. Is there anything else?”
“Yeah. Hearing you moan and feeling your legs around me and your titties against my chest and my balls banging into your ass all make it better.”
“What’s it like for a man to come?”
“It’s good. It’s like getting paid for all the work you’ve done. Yow fuck and fuck and it’s good but then you start feeling like you couldn’t quit if you had to. You feel your cock get harder and your balls draw up and you just have to move faster. And then you get a funny feeling between your balls and your ass and something tightens up in your guts and the muscles in your ass start tightening and loosening and it pumps the cum out and you feel good all over. There’s nothing else in the world like it.”
Joan tightened her legs around him, urging him on, trying to get him to move faster. Because his need had been satisfied earlier he kept screwing her slowly, teasing her, making it last and knowing it would be better for both of them if he didn’t rush it.
“Now you tell me,” he said into her ear. “Tell me what ft’s like for you. What does it feel like when a cock goes up your pussy?”
“Just fuck me now. I’ll tell you later.”
Billy stopped dead still. “If you don’t tell me I don’t fuck you. You can go back to your room and get it off with your finger.”
“All right, but keep fucking me. Keep your cock running in and out. Damn, I didn’t know it was so good until you stopped.”
“Okay.” He lifted his hips and brought them down again, his hard cock slithering easily through her gripping cunt lips. “Tell me what it’s like. Tell me what it does to you.”
“Well, most of the feeling is in my love bud, you know, the clit. When you run your cock in and out all the little ripples on it shake my clit and then when you go in all the way you, hit my clit and it feels good. That’s the way it is for me.” She moved her hands around on his back and shoulders. “Now, fuck me good.”
“There’s more to it than that. If you want me to screw you, you’ll tell me.” Billy almost stopped moving his hips again.
“All right, but don’t make me lose it. Keep going.” She took a breath and held it until she was sure he wasn’t going to stop. “Being around a guy I really like makes juice come to my cunt. It gets all slick and squishy and some of it runs out and gets on my panties and I feel like I just have to do something so I can come. Talking about it or thinking about it makes more juice and I get a funny feeling up in my stomach. Sometimes I have to put my legs together and twist so my cunt lips will rub each other and my clit.” She wiggled her hips slightly as she talked.
“That’s not all that gets me hot. Kissing pr rubbing my nipples or touching the insides of my thighs really sets me off. I was dancing with Jack once and we’d been kissing and he blew in my ear and held me against him and the juice ran all the way down to me knees.” Her arms tightened around his body and her legs went up higher. “Oh, my God! Just talking about it makes me hot. I think I’m coming! Hold me!”