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anticipation.
    I moved my hand half way up his cock and
gradually pulled him to me. Jordan kissed under my jaw, his lips
pressing into me. After several breaths he lifted, and I directed
the tip of his cock over my wet folds. I rubbed him over my folds,
spreading myself. He moaned and his body shuddered beneath my hold.
My hips arched in response, sending his dick sliding over my folds
and into my hungry pussy.
    Jordan kissed my lips. I spread my legs and
lifted my pelvis, but the rest of me sank into submission. My body
begged for him to go deeper. His tongue slid into my mouth, opening
it, as the head of his cock opened my womanhood. He eased himself
in, gliding across my slick walls. My pussy tightened around him,
but didn’t have much room to contract he was so thick.
    I ran my hands over his slick chest. I slid
them down to his hips, moving with him as he glided in and out,
each time inching deeper to his complete length. When he entered
completely, the feeling of his pelvis against mine felt so good, so
right. His manhood pressed on my every inner surface. Despite my
history of rarely reaching climax, I came with his first thrust
fully inside me. My pussy squeezed, as much as it could, around his
solid cock. My hips arched, my breath hitched, and blood rushed to
my head making me feel a hundred feet under the ocean.
    I groaned as the climax eased. Jordan
caressed my cheek with his lips. “You feel wonderful,” he spoke and
his hot breath tickled my skin. “You almost made me cum with
you.”
    My body shuddered at his lusty voice. He
drew out a few inches then slid back inside. My pussy was hotter
and wetter than before. Coming in his full length, he pressed up
against my pelvic bone. I felt like I was going to climax again. I
squeezed my legs against his waist as my pelvis tilted open for
him.
    I felt hungry for his lips and he leaned
down and kissed me. Jordan rocked into me, grinding on my pelvic
bone, gliding in and out a couple inches each thrust. His movements
didn’t change or falter. His cock maintained the same speed, same
pressure, same angle over and over and over again. I concentrated
on his rhythm. Each thrust pushed the limit of my upper wall, and
sent me deeper into ecstasy.
    It was impossible how perfectly matched his
movements were. I kept expecting him to speed up, or pause, or
shift and disrupt the tempo, but he didn’t. I didn’t want him to
stop. I wanted him to keep thrusting in me all day, all night,
until we passed out from exhaustion. He continued - unchanging -
and I began to trust he wouldn’t stop, not until I had my fill of
him. I entered a deeper level of ecstasy, my entire being
swallowing his movements. A deep moan escaped my lungs, and I
worried a moment he would take it as a cause to change his
movements. It didn’t. He continued exactly the same.
    Oh my God.
    We stayed mostly silent, the light splash of
the waterfall in the background. I held my breath, concentrating on
the feeling of him rocking into me, of his cock sliding across my
wetness and forcing my walls apart. I rolled my hips up, my legs,
abdomen, and pelvis held stiff against him. Though I felt like I
had no air left in me, a throaty, lingering moan escaped my mouth.
I tried to hold my breath again, but it gave way to panting.
    I felt another climax building. He wouldn’t
stop now, he couldn’t. He had to know, just a little bit longer
would set me over the edge. My hips shuddered, my back arched, and
I moaned loudly, surveillance cameras be damned. My pelvis
shuddered again, my pussy tilting open wider than I knew possible.
His cock continued with the same rhythm, the same stroke. I could
hear his heaving breath as the excitement built. He knew I was
almost there.
    It didn’t matter if I climaxed again, this
was already the best sex I had ever had. The orgasm came, but its
onset was gradual. His cock grinded against my pelvis, never
breaking the tempo. My pussy thanked him, spasming around solid
penis. I gave out