CHAPTER 151: POUND ME!

Samantha flopped onto her back in the center of the bed, then lifted her legs and pushed her feet behind her head!

Her petals spread wide, granting him a clear view of her glistening, wet, eager opening.

What is she doing?

He liked the view, but was puzzled why she was contorting herself like that.

Seeing his quizzical expression, she said, "I want to watch as you enter me! I want to see it as you slowly fill my hungry hole."

Miranda was vocal during sex, but in a mostly non-verbal sort of way, mostly moans with the occasional "Oh god!" or "Yes, yes!". So Samantha’s expressiveness was a surprising contrast to her usual shyness.

He climbed onto the bed then positioned himself over her, in plank form, with his hands place on either side of her head, and his throbbing cock hovering over her eager hole.

While watching her face, he said, "Go ahead and guide me in."

Hands still trembling, she reached out and grabbed his shaft, then tilted it down, aiming his tip at her waiting opening. Then he lowered his hips slowly until he felt his tip press against her hungry hole.

"Oh god, Jack. Do it. Take me! Don’t hold back. Don’t stop until your balls are kissing my ass!"

Trying not to just slam his cock into her, he lowered his hips in one smooth motion as he watched her face.

As his tip pressed into her incredibly tight opening, her eyes widened and the most insane grin blossomed on her face.

As his tip pushed past a slight resistance and entered her hot tunnel, her eyes squinted briefly in pain, but her insane grin turned into an open-mouthed "ah!".

As his tip plumbed her depths and his shaft filled her hot, tight hole, she took a deep breath.

And when his balls pressed against her ass and their pubic bones met, she cried out, "OH GOD, JACK! YES! OH GOD! FUCK ME! POUND ME! HURRY!"

He lifted his hips until just his tip was inside her, then glanced down at his shaft. He could see a trace of red, confirming that she was a virgin until just a moment ago.

He let gravity pull his hips back down, slamming his cock into her hungry hole.

Pap!

Her eyes dilated, and she screamed, "YES! HARDER! MORE!"

He lifted his hips, then dropped them again, this time putting some effort into it.

PAP!

"AH! MORE! HARDER! FUCK ME UNCONCIOUS!" she cried.

This was her first time, yet she was already this vocal, this eager for him to pound her.

He lifted his hips again, then clammed his cock into her as hard as he could.

CRACK!

As the sound of his hips slamming into her echoed through the bedroom, she screamed, "YES! OH GO YES! PLEASE JACK. CUM INSIDE ME! FILL ME!"

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

With a slow and steady rhythm, he lifted his hips then slammed his cock into her like a pile driver.

The look of sheer ecstasy on her face, combined with her incredibly tight hole squeezing his cock, was rapidly pushing him towards his peak.

CRACK!

"YES!"

CRACK!

"YES! HARDER!"

CRACK!

"YES! FILL ME!"

CRACK!

"JACK! HARDER!"

CRACK!

"YES, JACK! MORE!"

Each time he drove into her, she cried out. And with each cry, she tensed her diaphragm, and the walls of her hot tunnel clutched at his shaft, squeezing him like a milk maid desperate for his cream.

He was driving into her as hard as he could, like he was trying to pound her through the mattress and onto the floor below.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Her eyes crossed, her body started twitching, and her hungry hole rhythmically clenched around his shaft.

The sight of her head tilted back, eyes fluttering, mouth open in ecstasy, pushed him over the edge and he drove into her, trying to push himself as deep into her as he could.

His balls boiled and his hot seed gushed down his shaft to splash against the gateway to her womb.

"AHGAWIEEFEEAHH!" she screamed inarticulately.

With each crashing wave of his orgasm, his hips pressed against her and more of his hot, thick seed splashed against her cervix. And with each spurt of his seed, Samantha trembled and moaned.

He collapsed on top of her, breathing labored.

Miranda liked to get pounded, so he should have more stamina, but the way Samantha screamed, the way she begged him to go harder, made him put in even more effort. He was fairly sure his abs were going to be sore tomorrow.

Samantha pulled her feet from behind her head and wrapped her legs around him, while clutching his back with her hands.

"Oh, Jack!" she moaned. "That was wonderful. Why’d you stop?"

Oh god! She’s worse than Miranda!

Still breathing like a racehorse, he propped himself up on his elbows and gave her an "are you serious?" look.

She blinked at him a few times, then caressed his face, saying, "Oh! Look at you. You worked so hard."

While she was speaking, she was also pressing her feet into the small of his back and thrusting her hips up into him.

She slid one leg down beside his, then tapped his hip on that side with her hand and said, "Roll over, baby. Let me ride you for a while."

He shoved a hand under her shoulder blade on the opposite side, then rolled, pulling her with him until she was lying on top of him.

She sat up, then put her feet up on his thighs and spread her legs wide. She had her feet pressed up against her ass so her toes were touching his balls.

She thrust her hips forward until only his tip was inside her, then slammed her hips back until he was buried inside her. As she moved her hips, she rubbed her clit on his stomach, and wiggled her toes, massaging his balls.

She did this a few times, then grabbed his hands and placed them on her tits.

On a hunch, he wrapped his fingers around her firm, perky tit flesh so her areolas and nipples were just visible in the circle formed by his thumb and forefinger.

Then he squeezed, digging his fingers into her flesh.

"YES! JACK!" she cried.

Isabella had mentioned forty shades of purple. He wondered if Samantha was also a fan.

POP!

As a test, he let go of one of her tits and smacked her ass.

"AAHH!" she cried.

She moved faster, slamming back onto his cock harder.

He pinched one of her nipples between thumb and forefinger, then rolled it back and forth. Watching the skin of her areola crinkle as her skin twisted.

"OH FUCK!"

Yup, definitely a forty shades of purple fan.

Curious just how much nipple abuse she actually wanted, he pinched her nipple tight and pulled, stretching out her tit flesh into a perfect cone.

"OH GOD, JACK!"

She had her eyes clenched shut and was thrusting her hips forward and back madly.

With his other hand, he smacked her other ass cheek, hard.

"AH! FUCK!"

He alternated pinching, twisting, and pulling her nipples with one hand, and smacking her ass with the other. Then switching hands.

She thrust her hips madly and cried out each time he pinched her nipple or smacked her ass.

Just when he thought she was getting close, she grabbed one of his hands and placed it on her throat!