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Dirty Talk

Date: 10/4/2014, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: blin18, Rating: 6, Source: LushStories

imaginary orgasm to rival Rupali’s real one. “He’s about to cum, hold on sweetie, here it comes; he’s going to pump his load into you. Oh fuck! Oh Jesus! I’m coming too. I’m coming everywhere, I just can’t watch. Cum is pumping out of his balls, I’m squeezing them and it’s rushing through my fingers and down his long, long cock and into you. He’s bursting inside you, cumming, filling you up until you overflow. Oh, now it’s running out your pussy and over his balls, over my hand. Hang on, I need to …,” I made a slurping noise, this was probably taking it too far but I was immersed in the moment and saying what I wanted to do, maybe not what she wanted to hear, “… oh babe, it tastes divine. Sweet and salty. It’s running down my chin and I’m trying to lick up every drop.” Rupali’s spasms tapered off and now she was just lying flat and spent. I stopped Spike’s fingers and returned them to a gentle massage of her labia. “He’s finished now, sweetie. He’s pulling his cock out of you … there, it’s out. I’m taking him down to the water now and wash off. You just lie there and relax.” ~~~ I took Spike’s hand and led him silently away. When we were out of earshot he said “That was incredible. I shut my eyes for a minute and I thought I was really was going to cum. It felt so real.” “It was real,” I said. “Rupali really came.” “God, I know,” he marvelled. “I want to do it again. How do you know how to talk dirty like that?” We splashed into the water and waded out to the break. “I ... don’t know,” I said. “It’s a gift. I guess I’ve just got a dirty mind.” We ducked under a wave and came up the other side out of my depth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him, opening my mouth and finding his tongue, the salt water mixing with our saliva. I felt his thick, hard cock pressing into me and broke away. “Oh you poor thing,” I said, reaching down and rubbing his erection through his shorts. “How long has it been like that?” “Pretty much since I saw you in that blue bikini this morning,” he said shyly, gasping as I squeezed him. I put my lips next to his ear. “Would you like me to fix it?” I whispered. He nodded. I reached into his shorts and wrapped my fingers around his pole. It felt every bit as perfect as I had described it to Rupali; about seven inches (perfect) and a nice handful around the middle (perfect again), although he was thicker at the base; much thicker, at the very bottom I couldn’t even close my hand around it. I shivered as my tiny, tight pussy clenched involuntarily, imagining this wonderful cock opening me up gently at first but then splitting me apart. “Pull your shorts down,” I breathed in his ear. He did. I sat on his hip again like earlier and reached under my leg to grasp his shaft. I started stroking his cock, gripping tightly at the base and pulling, releasing the pressure as I stroked to the tip. I could feel his dick throbbing in my hand, his hip pressing into my open pussy lips, and realised with surprise that I needed relief ...