Part XLVIII: I'll Tell Him

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XLVIII: Blake, Marie, Liam

Blake

When Blake's orgasm finally came, it didn't slam into her like a freight train or crash into her like a tidal wave as she'd expected. Instead, everything seemed to shimmer. It started with ripples that spread through her entire body, fueled by Liam's slow strokes in and out of her that almost massaged her pussy more than really fucking it. But fuck, they worked. Each ripple seemed to grow exponentially, carrying more and more pleasure with it, making her mind fog and her body tingle as everything around her seemed to sparkle.

Blake bit down onto Liam's shoulder as she rode out this incredible orgasm, clutching desperately at his arms and back. It drove her insane. His thrusts were so slow, yet that seemed to be just what she needed after half a day of having her pussy vibrated non-stop. It wasn't the quick, rough, building sensation that would overload her, but something deeper that coaxed her to higher and higher levels of pleasure.

Liam kept fucking her, and Blake lost herself in the sensations. She had no idea when her orgasm stopped or even if it stopped.

Sometimes, she would get into a feedback loop where cumming made everything else just feel even more incredible, which would make her cum again faster, which would then make everything feel even more amazing, and so on and so on until she couldn't take it anymore.

All Blake knew at the moment was that she felt amazing.

She melted into Liam's touch, let herself float on the ripples of pleasure as his cock worked in and out of her. She only came out of that trance-like state when she felt Liam's muscles tense beneath her and his thrusts grow erratic.

"Are you close?" she breathed, nipping at his earlobe.

"Yes."

His words came out as a strangled moan.

Blake shuddered. She couldn't wait to feel him explode inside—

Fuck.

Blake's practical side kicked in, and she groaned in frustration.

"Blake?" Liam asked, still thrusting.

"Fuck," she breathed, "Just tell me when you're about to cum."

"Almost there."

Blake gritted her teeth, but knew it was the smart thing to do.

"Let me go," she said, pushing against his chest and unwrapping her legs.

Liam stopped thrusting to blink at her with confused, hazy eyes.

Fuck, I want him to cum inside me so bad.

"Cum down my throat," she said, "Don't want to drip everywhere and ruin my panties."

Liam groaned, but pulled out of her, leaving Blake breathless and extremely regretful for a moment, before he helped her down to the floor.

Then he surprised Blake by taking her face in one hand and his cock in the other. Blake's eyes went wide, and she barely opened her mouth in time to accept his cock. She swallowed as he shoved it into her mouth and shivered at Liam's roughness even as she grabbed at his ass and swallowed his cock all the way to the hilt. Her own taste filled her senses, bringing back that floating sensation, and she melted against Liam, pressing her face into his hips. Liam gripped her hair then and started thrusting with the same long, slow thrusts. It took maybe a minute before Blake felt his cock swell and grow impossibly hard inside her throat. She took a deep breath as Liam thrust all the way inside her mouth and unleashed a torrent of cum straight down her throat.

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