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Reunited With My Old Study Partner For A Long Overdue Night — 2

He ate my dripping pussy, titfucked me slow and sloppy, then fucked me senseless all night until he covered my tits and ass with his hot cum.

My hand was around his dick, and it was hot and hard.

Kenzo removed his pants and carried me up like I was a feather, and brought me to the large king-size bed.

He put me on my back and pushed the dress up around my waist.

No panties.

My pussy lips were already swollen and shiny, my pussy was already wet.

He spread my thighs apart, looking down at my cunt like a starving man.

“Look at this pretty fucking pussy,” he mumbled. “So wet for me already.”

He didn’t dive in right away.

He teased.

Kissed up my inner thighs, nipping the soft skin, his breath ghosting over my clit until I was squirming.

When his tongue finally dragged slowly up my slit I cried out, back arching off the bed.

He ate me like he had been dreaming of for 15 years, long strokes of his tongue from my dripping hole to my swollen clit, sucking the sensitive nub between his lips, flicking it quick.

Two thick fingers were shoved in me, curling, stroking my g-spot as he ate my cunt.

I moaned, grinding against his face, “Kenzo—fuck—right there, baby.”

His chin was smeared with my juices.

He added a third finger, stretching me open, pumping them deep and nasty, while his tongue lashed my clit.

The pressure escalated quickly and hideously.

I took his head, his thighs shaking around his ears, and came hard—pussy gushing, walls clamping on his fingers, a loud broken moan tearing out of me.

He licked me through it, now more gently, until I was shaking with the aftershocks.

So he climbed up, cock dragging down my thigh, and kissed me so I could taste my own pussy on his tongue.

I laid him on his back and straddled him, sliding my sodden cunt up his thick dick, covering every inch of him.

I bent down, rubbing my heavy tits over his chest, and down until his cock was between my tits.

I wrapped my breasts around his dick and began to slide up and down him, titfucking him slow and sloppy.

His tip was leaking pre-cum, making it all wet and dirty.

Every time it poked through my cleavage, I dipped my head and licked the head, sucking only the tip up at him.

“Shit, Briana… your tits feel so fucking good around my cock,” he groaned, hips thrusting.

I worked him like that for a long minutes, squeezing tighter, licking and sucking the head until his abs were flexing and he was cursing.

Then I went down, and I took his fat cock in my mouth.

I sucked him deep, his throat relaxing, his nose against his pelvis as I swallowed every inch.

His balls were filled with saliva.

I bobbed quickly, choking softly, shaking the base with one hand and rubbing his big sack with the other.

Kenzo's hand in my hair, but not in my face.

That's it, baby, suck that dick just like that, fuck, your mouth is perfect.

I got off with a wet pop, spit strings between my lips and my cock, and got back on.

I rubbed the fat head along my pussy lips, teasing my clit with it, and slowly sank down.

I was stuffed full, inch after thick inch of my cunt opened up to sit flush on his balls.

We both groaned.

I rode him hard, bouncing my ass, jiggling my tits, slamming my ass down on his cock again and again.

The room was filled with the wet smack of skin.

Kenzo was holding my hips and pushing up to meet me, hitting me hard each time.

“Ride that cock, baby. Fuck, your pussy is gripping me so tight,” he growled.

I leaned in, and changed the angle so that his dick was rubbing my g-spot with each bounce.

I was fucking him and he sucked my nipples with one hand down to rub my clit.

The second time I got it, it was like a freight train.

I shouted his name, my pussy was all over his thick dick, dripping on his balls and the sheets.

He flipped me without pulling me out, and pinned me on my back.

He took my legs over his shoulders and beat me deep, long and hard, my tits bouncing all over the place.

The headboard slammed the wall.

I bit his back, whining like a whore.

“Gonna cum, baby,” he panted. “Where would you like it to be?”

I gasped, “All over my tits.”

He withdrew at the last moment, rubbing his shiny cock with a frenzy.

Thick ropes of hot cum erupted across my breasts, painting my nipples and cleavage.

He continued pumping until all the fluid was out, then he fell down by my side, panting.

We were lying there, sweaty and winded and all twisted up.

His fingers lazily traced through the mess on my chest, smearing his cum over my nipples.

I shivered at the dirty closeness.

Later we showered together.

He slowly soaped my body, fingers between my legs again, and got me to another slow, shuddering orgasm under the hot water, while I stroked his cock back to full hardness.

We fucked again in the shower, I was bent over with my hands on the tiles, and he was slamming into me from behind until he pulled out and came on my ass.

We talked the rest of the night between rounds, about regrets, about what-ifs, how good it felt to finally give in.

He called for room service at 2 am.

We were naked in bed, eating each other's bits, laughing like old friends, his dick still leaking in my pussy.

We'd fucked three more times by morning, slow and lazy spooning, a rough doggy on the balcony with the city lights below, and a final intense round, both of us coming together, eye to eye.

I walked out of his room with sore thighs, swollen lips and a secret smile.

I remembered his cock stretching me, his tongue on my clit, his cum drying on my skin, as we drove home.

No guilt.

Just satisfaction.

That reunion brought me more than just memories.

It was a night I would replay for years, raw, filthy, and just what I needed.

THE END