MONICA
Tony collapsed onto the bed, chest heaving, his cock twitching and still wet from my mouth. His release left him drained, sweat shining across his skin. I crawled up beside him, licking my lips, my own body still burning with need.
"I'm not satisfied," I whispered, my voice husky, raw with lust.
He turned his head toward me, still catching his breath. "Monica… I told you. I don't want to—"
I cut him off with a sharp smile. "Then don't. Just let me use you."
Before he could argue, I swung my leg over him and lowered myself onto his face. His eyes widened in shock, his protest muffled instantly as my soaked pussy pressed down against his mouth.
"Ahhh—fuuuck…" I moaned out loud, grinding slow, steady circles on his lips. The heat of him, the feel of his breath hitting my swollen folds, sent shivers rushing through me.
Tony's muffled groan vibrated straight into my core, making me clench hard. "Yes… like that… ohhh…" My hands went straight to his hair, pulling his face tighter into me as I rocked my hips.
His tongue flicked instinctively, sliding against me, and I cried out, rolling my hips harder. "Ohhh god, Tony… yes, eat me… ahhh…"
The wet sounds filled the room — my slickness coating his face, his groans muffled beneath me as I rode him like my favorite pillow, but hotter, messier, alive.
I pressed down harder, grinding myself across his nose, then his mouth, back and forth, shameless. "Mmm—ahhh—yes… your face feels so good…" My breasts bounced with every roll of my hips, my nipples stiff and aching.
He tried to pull back for air, but I held him there, whining. "Don't stop, Tony… don't you dare. I need this… I need you right here…"
His muffled growl vibrated through me again, and I gasped, shuddering. "Ohhh—fuck—yes—groan for me, baby…"
I moved faster now, grinding and humping his face like I was possessed, chasing that edge. The slick, messy friction of his tongue, his lips, his nose against my soaked pussy drove me insane.
"Ahhh—ahhh—ohhh, Tony… I'm gonna—fuck—I'm gonna cum all over your face!" I screamed, my thighs clamping tight around his head as my body convulsed, squirting against him, drenching his mouth and chin.
His groan beneath me only made it more intense, the sound vibrating against my clit until I collapsed forward, still rocking, still trembling, using every last drop of pleasure his face could give me.
When I finally slowed, panting, I lifted slightly to see his face glistening, his lips swollen, his eyes glazed with shock and lust.
I smirked down at him, wiping sweat from my forehead. "Told you… I wasn't satisfied."
"If you want satisfaction… then I'll give it to you."
Before I could answer, he dragged me down off his face and onto his lap. My back arched as he positioned me, his thick cock standing hard and ready between us. I gasped, eyes wide, realizing what he was about to do.
"Tony—wait—"
But there was no waiting. With one sharp thrust, he speared into me, his cock splitting me wide open, sliding deep until I screamed.
"Ohhh—fuuuck!" My nails dug into his shoulders as my body jolted forward. "Tony—it's too big—it's touching my stomach—ahhh!"
He didn't stop. He couldn't. His hands gripped my waist like a vice, lifting me and slamming me down onto him again and again. Each stroke was brutal, relentless, his cock stretching me so much I thought I'd break—but I didn't want him to stop. The pain twisted into pleasure, overwhelming, addictive.
"Take it," he snarled against my ear, his voice rough, commanding. "Every inch. You wanted this—now fucking take it."
I sobbed out a moan, bouncing helplessly on his cock as he impaled me deeper, harder. My pussy clenched tight around him, my walls spasming uncontrollably, trying to handle his size.
He leaned back slightly, watching my body shake on him, watching the way his cock disappeared inside me. His smirk widened. "Tighten," he ordered.
My head whipped up. "W-what?"
His fingers dug harder into my hips. "Tighten your pussy around my cock. Squeeze me. Milk me like the slut you are."
The command made heat rush through my belly. I tried—concentrating, bearing down—my pussy clenched tighter around him.
"Yes," he hissed, groaning deep from his chest. "Just like that. Tighter. I want to feel every inch of you strangling my cock."
I obeyed, squeezing harder, my walls pulsing around him, making his thrusts sharper, rougher. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room—wet, filthy slaps echoing with every bounce of my ass against his lap.
"Tony—ohhh god—I can feel you so deep—it's too much—"
"Don't stop," he cut me off, his tone sharp but dripping with hunger. "Keep squeezing. Harder. You want me to satisfy you? Then give me that pussy. Make it grip me like it'll never let me go."
I sobbed, my body obeying before my brain could think. I clenched tight around him, every squeeze dragging a deep groan from his throat. My breasts bounced wildly with every thrust, sweat dripping down my skin as his cock drove me mad.
"You're learning," he muttered, slamming into me faster, his balls smacking against me. "Good little slut—already training your pussy for me."
"Yesss—ahhh—I'm yours, Tony—fuck, don't stop!" I cried, my voice ragged, shaking as my orgasm built again.
His smirk turned feral. He yanked my hair back, forcing me to look into his eyes as his cock brutalized my insides. "Then cum on it. Show me how badly you need me to fill you."
My body broke. I screamed, my pussy clamping down around his cock in violent spasms, squirting messily down his shaft as he kept slamming into me, refusing to let me rest.
"Ohhh fuuuckk—I'm cummmminnnngggg!"
Tony growled, grinding deeper, his cock still thick, still unrelenting inside me. "Good girl… now keep squeezing. I'm not done with you yet."