Emma's POV
By the end of that first short, explosive fuck on the couch, I was partly ruined. I still wanted more of him. Jake had the kind of cock you could never get enough of no matter how hard you tried, or maybe I was just the unsatisfied one.
My pussy throbbed and pulsed, leaking his thick, warm cum down my inner thighs in slow, sticky trails. My legs felt like jelly, my tits were marked with his handprints, and my mind was spinning from how deep he had just stretched me. That was the point I tried to make earlier. We had just had a short fuck, but he made sure he bred me really hard. That was better than anything else. Another good part was that he wasn’t satisfied. His massive ten-inch cock was still half-hard, glistening with our mixed juices and twitching against his thigh as he looked at me with dark, hungry eyes that begged for more.
“To the shower,” he growled, scooping me up in his strong arms and pinning me against him. My legs wrapped around his waist automatically, his thick cock rubbing against my soaked, sensitive slit with every step he took up the stairs. The head of his monster dick nudged my entrance teasingly, making me whimper and grind against him.
“Don’t start what you won’t finish,” he growled. “Your moans are turning me on.”
I pressed myself harder against his cock again, and gosh, it felt so good. His cock rubbed at my entrance with every step he took.
The moment we stepped into the bathroom, he turned the hot water on full blast. Steam quickly filled the room as he pressed me against the cold tiles, the contrast making me gasp. Without a word, he dropped to his knees and buried his face between my legs.
“I need to taste that release of yours again,” he whispered, using his tongue to open up my entrance. “You taste like my cum,” he groaned, his tongue diving deeper into my creampied pussy. He licked and sucked me greedily, cleaning out every drop of his load while his thick fingers rubbed my swollen clit in firm circles. I came hard on his face within seconds, my walls clenching as I squirted down his chin and chest, screaming his name.
“Why did you come without my permission, Emma?”
I nearly gasped. My name sounded so good on his lips.
“I love how my name sounds on your lips,” I said, sliding my fingers into my pussy so they dripped with cum, then bringing them to my mouth seductively. “I want you to call me again. Just once, please.”
“Fuck… She wants me to call her name,” he said to himself. “I won’t call your name now. I’ll call it after I fuck you really bad, till you’re terribly wrecked and whimpering at my command.”
I chuckled and stretched out my leg to grab his cock.
“Or don’t you like that, Emma?” He smiled, crawling forward to kiss me on the lips.
“I fucking love it.” I kissed him harder.
“I’ll make you call my name while your pussy squirts all over my face.”
“Say no more,” I said, placing a finger over his lips and trailing it down to his chest. “Make me feel that way again.”
He stood up, his huge monster cock going fully hard again, and lifted one of my legs, hooking it over his hip. He rubbed the fat, veiny head up and down my dripping slit, teasing my entrance before pushing himself into me.
“Oh my god, Jake!” I screamed, my nails digging into his shoulders. He was so deep I felt him in my stomach. The hot water cascaded over us as he started pounding me against the wall. Every deep, powerful stroke made my tits bounce wildly and my back arch against the tiles. His heavy balls slapped against my ass while his thick cock rearranged my insides.
“Take this cock, little sis,” he grunted, one hand wrapping around my throat lightly and squeezing just enough to make me dizzy with pleasure, the other slapping my ass hard. “This tight little pussy is mine now. Say it.”
“It’s yours,” I moaned, my voice breaking as he hit that perfect spot over and over. “My pussy belongs to you, Jake.”
“I need to hear that louder,” he yelled, groaning as he increased his pace.
“It’s all yours. My pussy… It belongs to you now,” I cried.
I felt my orgasm building, and before I could tell him, my pussy exploded even harder this time. My walls milked his thick shaft as I squirted around him, my juices mixing with the shower water.
He pulled out and lowered his head to my pussy to lick up my remaining release.
“Bad thing you didn’t let me taste your release this time,” he grunted, sucking my pussy like he was trying to dry me up.
“Mmmph… oh fuck, Jake… your tongue is so deep…” I moaned, using my fingers to rub my pussy lips faster.
He pushed my hand away and took over completely. His thick fingers spread my swollen lips wide open while his mouth latched onto my clit, sucking hard. Two of his fingers plunged deep inside me, curling and pumping fast, working my G-spot while his tongue flicked and sucked my clit without mercy. The sloppy sounds of him eating my pussy filled the shower, louder than the running water.
“Fuuuuck… Jake… yes, right there…” I cried, my hips bucking against his face. He sucked harder, fingers fucking me faster and stretching me open. My legs started shaking as another orgasm built fast.
He pulled back just enough to growl, “Cum on my tongue again. I want to drink every drop.”
I exploded. My pussy clenched hard around his fingers as I squirted hard on his face, my juices spraying his chin and chest. He kept sucking and fingering me through it, drawing out every pulse until I was whimpering and my legs could barely hold me.
He stood up, water running down his body, and kissed me deeply, letting me taste myself on his tongue. His cock pressed against my stomach, ready for more.
But he wasn’t done eating me yet.
He dropped back down, spread my legs wider, and went back to work, tongue deep in my pussy, fingers rubbing my clit and pumping inside me at the same time. I was about to come again when he noticed and ordered me to stop.
“You’re not coming now. Hold it. We’re coming on each other’s faces at the same time.”
His hands worked my pussy while mine worked his cock. He pumped me faster, pushing me closer to the edge.
He wanted us to come together, and I was ready.
I worked his cock faster, using one finger to tease his opening while the other cupped his balls. Thick precum dripped out, spreading all over my fingers.
I kept going, switching fingers when necessary and licking off every drop of precum he gave me. I was about to change our positions when I heard him groan that he was coming. We both dropped to our knees, positioning ourselves at an angle so we could receive each other’s release.
“Ready?” he asked, rubbing the tip of his cock.
“Let’s do it. It’s killing me.”
He winked at me, and instantly our releases hit each other’s mouths. His was thick and warm, tasting strangely similar to my own. My pussy clenched as we emptied ourselves.
We didn’t collapse like it happens in movies. Just pure silence followed, as if neither of us wanted to talk.
“Are you okay, Emma?” Jake finally spoke.
“We need to freshen up and get some sleep. It’s pretty late right now,” he said, falling back into silence.
I crawled to him, kissed him on the lips, then headed back under the water.
That was my little act of appreciation for moments like this.