The Love Of Money - S01 E01
22-07-25 (14:57)
"Ning."
Manicured, crimson-painted nails dug deep into the
sheets of my bed as Jessica buried her face in my
mattress to smother her scream as she came for the
third time. She shoved her large, juicy ass into my
crotch, meeting each aggressive thrust with equal
fervor. Her long braid was wrapped around my hand
like a rope and I was using it like a leash, applying
steady force to it with each of her thrusts in an attempt
to penetrate as deep as possible into my girlfriend of 7
months.
A smile creeped across my face as I enjoyed watching
the juxtaposition of me forcing her down into the bed
with one hand pressed firmly on her back while I pulled
on her hair with the other. Jessica turned her face to
the side and drank in oxygen between encouraging
syllables, "Fuck... me... Marcus... fuck...
"Fuck yes! Cum for me! Cum on my cock, bitch!" I
growled in response.
She tumed her head and screamed into the mattress
again, and I felt her body shudder under my palm as
her juices coated my shaft -this was a particularly juicy
one. I kept thrusting, feeling myself approach that
critical moment.
My eyes roamed over one of Jessica's best features -
her flawless skin. As someone who spent most of her
time indoors reading and maintaining a rigorous skin
care routine, she was almost translucent with a
flawless complexion that I constantly marveled at. Her
back, her shoulders, her ass... it was all a flawless work
of art like the finest marble.
I leaned forward as I still pounded her, loving the feel
of her shivering under me as she continued to ride out
the final tremors of her own orgasm. I reached under
her and cupped a heavy breast, kneading it roughly as I
got closer to exploding in her. I kissed her ear, "That's it
baby... feel that dick deep inside of you. I'm gonna cum.
I'm gonna cum in you Jess. I'm gonna cum -"
I sank my teeth into her shoulder and gripped the
breast in my hand firmly as I let out a loud groan. My
cock began spasming, and we both felt white ropes of
warm semen coat the walls of her pussy. I reached up
with my other hand and wrapped it around her throat.
Now that both hands were occupied, my weight drove
her completely flat on the mattress as I still continued
to ram my hips into the cheeks of her generous ass,
luxuriating in the way her pussy seemed to become
almost soupy with the combination of our juices. I
tightened my grip on her throat and bit harder into her
shoulder, intending to leave teeth marks that would
take days to disappear. Jessica loved it.
"That's it, baby, Make me your fucking whore. Make me
your fucking sex toy! Goddammit! Fuck!" she said
through gritted teeth.
My orgasm began to slow down, and so did my thrusts.
Jessica pressed her juicy ass into my crotch, helping me
grind my cock into her as the last of my cum leaked
out of the head of my cock. I could feel the mixture of
our juices seep out from where' our sexual organs
joined. Our entire groins were soaked, and I could only
imagine what the bedsheet underneath us looked like. I
released my hand from around her throat and cupped
the side of her face with it. My bites turned into kisses
as began trailing them softly across the fair skin down
her shoulder blade toward her spine. We synced the
gyration of our hips, and she moved her face to capture
my thumb between her soft, crimson lips. The feel of
her tongue lolling around my finger caused my dick to
lurch, a bit more cum seeping out of its tip.
I began trailing kisses down her back, marveling at the
flawless canvas that I'd painted repeatedly with my
tongue and lips, tasting the saltiness of our combined
sweat. I enjoyed exploring her body as I felt her moan
and whimper around my thumb in the throes of post-
orgasmic bliss. Finally, succumbing to the real fact that I
would have to bring this session to an end, I crawled
up her back and laid several more kisses along the
nape of her neck before rolling to the side on my back.
The air was filled with the smell of sex and the sounds
of labored breathing as we recovered our breath.
I looked at her. She peered at me with one eye, half
her face buried in the mattress, and gave me a small
smile. I rolled to my side, placed a hand on her back
and began letting my fingers trail over her skin as I
leaned forward and pressed my lips to hers in a sweet
kiss. Her lips remained unresponsive for a few
moments before moving, her efforts meeting mine. I
felt them give way and allow my tongue entrance to
find her's, forcing them to dance with each other in a
way we'd perfected over the last week where' we'd
been
inseparable.
After two full minutes of making out, she broke her kiss
and rolled away from me so she lay on her back. She
placed one hand behind her head and stared at the
ceiling. My eyes wandered over her body Jessica wasn't
about to win a contract as a fashion model- at 5'9, she
was a big girl with fairly broad shoulders and hips, a
juicy ass, and large tits that probably filled a double D
cup bra. She was at a comfortable weight with just a
bit extra to make her ass and tits even more
formidable. As she laid on her back, I enjoyed the
opportunity to paw at one, gently rolling the warm
flesh in my palm in a way I thought was more soothing
than arousing.
Jessica was solidly built, but that meant she could take
a lot of punishment when things got rough in the
bedroom, which both of us enjoyed. She was kinky,
perverted, and there really wasn't much that shocked
her. In the seven months we'd been together, she'd
taken a butt plug up her ass. We'd enjoyed tying each
other down and dripping all sorts of things on each
others' bodies from hot wax to honey. She'd kept count
as I spanked her. She'd submitted to me while I
strapped a collar around her perfect throat. She'd
blushed prettily when I called her a good girl and had
licked my fingers clean when I'd cum in my hand. She
was creative, imaginative, and exciting, and also just a
lot of fun.
Physically, two of her best features were her face and
her complexion. With naturally crimson lips, sparkling
hazel eyes, and incredibly cute dimples she looked like
a princess in a cartoon, albeit one with a bit of a
different build. Still.... she was beautiful, bubbly, and
generally a lot of fun.
I glanced at my alarm clock, "An hour and a half." I
looked back at her, palming a large breast in my hand,
"Not bad, if I say so myself."
She only sighed and continued to stare at the ceiling.
Then she muttered something under her breath.
"What was that?" I asked.
She hesitated, then looked at me, and I could see tears
beginning to form at the corners of her eyes., "I said I'm
going to miss this."
"Aw. Me too, baby."
Jess lived in Kansas. I lived in New York. We'd met
online, hit it off
really well, and ended up taking regular trips to fuck
each other for
the past year and a half before I'd made the move to
finally make it
official about seven months ago. Now we were
entertaining the
idea of her moving to New York so we could be closer..
a serious step toward something more permanent
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