Halloween hook-up at the Fraternity house (Part 3, Final) [m/f] | 2016

Just gonna jump right into the action. This is going to be the final installment of this story, but I might share more of my experiences going forward.

As Emily came down from her massive orgasm I frantically slid off the bed and grabbed a condom from my desk. Holding the wrapper between my teeth, I hopped back on the bed and knee-walked towards her head, nearly overwhelmed by lust. While she was still catching her breath I crouched above her head on one knee, my right knee on the bed near her shoulder and my left foot above and to the left of her head. My throbbing cock was swaying rhythmically just inches above her face, and she reached up with one dainty hand and grabbed it by the base while looking up into my eyes.

Displaying impressive core strength, Emily did a half sit-up and wrapped her lips around the crown of my pole, sucking gently and using her tongue to tease the glands. I cupped the back of her head with my hand to make holding the position easier for her. She wasn’t putting much effort into giving head, and I didn’t expect her to. I’d already blown a load in her mouth that night, and we both know that this brief BJ was nothing more than a pre-cursor to the main event.

After holding this position for a minute or so, I slid back down her body and briefly sat on my knees between her legs. In an instant I tore open the condom wrapper with my teeth and rolled the rubber down by cock. Not missing a beat I grabbed Emily by her hips, roughly pulled her towards me, and began rubbing the tip of my cock against her slit. Before entering her I leaned over her body and kissed her deeply, only then sliding inside her pussy in one smooth motion while maintaining contact with her mouth.

She was incredibly tight, but I used the weight of my 6’3 frame to ease myself deeper and deeper into her until I was more or less bottomed out. After a few thrusts I was able to glide smoothly, but not without intense pressure from her pussy walls, in and out of her. I always try to kiss a girl as I initially penetrate them, as I find the sensation of her letting out that initial moan into my mouth to be one of the hottest things on this earth. This was no different. As my cock split her gash in two she Emily let out what could better de described as a sharp gasp, followed by a long moan. It was on.

I let myself fall into a steady rhythm of thrusting, wanting to start out slow. Shifting my gaze to downwards between our bodies, I enjoyed a spectacular view. I could see the sharp angles of her collar bone, followed by her breasts gently swelling out from her chest, her nipples firm as pebbles at this point. Below that was the flat and toned stomach, followed by the relatively defined hips and finally, the mound between her legs. But, best of all, was ultimate the sight of my swollen cock forcefully and steadily pistoning in and out of her vice-like twat, my rod already wet from her juices.

I’m typically the kind of guy that likes to change position frequently, but I had worked myself into a near perfect rhythm with Emily and didn’t want to break out of it. To this day she I is the most natural, effortless lay I’v ever had. I found myself getting so worked up by the usually vanilla missionary position fucking that I was soon trying to pound her through the bed with every thrust, prioritizing depth and impact over speed. Emily’s moans told me that she approved whole-heartedly. She was groaning and drawing sharp breaths with almost every thrust, and I took my upper body’s weight onto one hand so that I could use the other to work on her clit.

Within 2 minutes I could tell she was close to climaxing, so I did whatever I could to push her over the edge. Tweaking her clit, sucking on and licking the nape of the neck, and fucking like there was no tomorrow did the trick. She came like a volcano, groaning like I’ve never heard before and using her feet to buck her pussy up into my hips. Her pussy walls tightened in one me and her hands were desperately grabbing at my arms and shoulders, but I tried to maintain my pace. The mind-blowing stimulation my cock was receiving as only intensified by her increased tightness.

Once she came down from her orgasm I made the mentally switch to worrying about myself. I was trying to nut in this girl, and when casing an orgasm doggy style has always been my weakness. Again roughly grabbing control of Emily by her hips, I flopped her over into my stomach and pulled her to her knees but made sure to keep her face on the bed. I far as I was concerned, she didn’t exist above the waist at this point. All I needed was her pussy, and the glorious ass it was neighbors with.

You know the 40 Year Old Virgin quote “ass like a peace, you just wanna take a bite”? Ya, that was pretty much what I was dealing with here. Two perfect, firm, unblemished globes, just fleshy enough to get a good grip on, with a beautiful pussy and asshole nestled between them. As I said, glorious. Again not hesitating at all, I lined up the head of my cock with the entrance to her slit and eased forward, immediately assuming a brisk pace.

As I said, Emily was nothing but a sex toy at this point. Her pussy lips were holding onto my cock as tight as can be with every thrust, and ,my eyes were locked onto the sight directly before me and not much else. It was hypnotic. I worked my cock in and out of her pussy at a ridiculous rate, again trying to pound this girl out of existence. She alternated between being face-down on the bed and propping herself on her hands or elbows, but when she tried to rise up my thrusts would usually knock her back down again sooner or later. The fact that the fuck was no longer about her, however, didn’t seem to bother Emily at all.

She was, for lack of a better term, moaning like a whore. Being used like a fuck toy must have turned her on at some level, because she was as vocal then as she’d been all night. That did nothing to help my already-suspect stamina (as I sais, doggy style is my weakness). Not long after this animalistic fucking began, it was coming to a close. I found myself nearing orgasm, and as I got closer and closer to blowing my load the rate of my thrusts gradually increased. Emily must have sensed what was happening due to the pace my hips slapping into her ass, because she began to cheer me on in her sexiest voice. I was done for. After a few last colossal thrusts that pitched us both forward, I dumped my load into the condom. She stayed in the face down position for a minute or two, catching her breath as I recuperated. My softening dick slipped out of her pussy as I fell backwards onto the bed. She crawled onto my chest and we lounged in bed for a little while before getting dressed, although I just put on some boxer-briefs and she put on nothing more than her panties and plaid shirt.

It was extremely late at this point and we were both coming down from the uppers, so we shared a bowl of trees and passed out. I work up to her rubbing her ass into my crotch the next morning and we got high again before leisurely fucking. Nothing beats round two in the morning.

That’s it for this story. I’ve fucked Emily again once since Halloween, but it was pretty vanilla. If I write another story I think it’ll be about the Eurotrip I took during the summer between senior year