Tenure

21. James

21

James

She goes completely limp, passes the fuck out on my cock.

Now that’s an addictive feeling . . .

I ease out of her, and her legs fall open, her raw pussy exposed, and I’m shocked by the amount of cum that starts pouring out of her. I reach forward in awe, tracing her slit and catching it on my fingers, in my palm . . . I raise my hand and rub my fingers together, my cock giving a half-hearted kick as I realize how fucking hard I came.

I lay down beside her and listen to her breathing, but I can’t keep my hands off her, my cum still leaking out of her and onto the bed.

I reach down, hesitating for just a minute, before I start gently probing at her entrance, trying to catch it all and push it back inside of her. I still want to be in you.

She stirs, her eyes opening a crack, and I kiss her gently as my fingers keep pushing my cum back into her pussy.

“Hmmnng . . .” she mumbles.

“Sleep, baby,” I say, but she’s already out again.

Finally her cunt stops leaking, and I cup it gently. I don’t know how long I lay like that for, my forehead pressed to hers, my hand on her pussy, just watching her sleep. But eventually I start to nod off.

My mind drifts away, dreaming of soft skin and purple bruises.

I’m never letting you go.