*Gwyn's POV*
I came, bucking wildly, screaming Andy's name,my insides squeezing and milking Andy's length. Though all I could see werewhite and black spots, Andy was smiling as he thrust lustily upwards through myorgasm, one hand on a breast, one on my waist, pleased. I fell forward on myarms, and struggled for consciousness out of a desire to bring Andy to orgasm.
After a few moments I was able to make my hips move over him again. He felt mesliding wetly over him, and he brought my face down for a kiss. "Goodgirl, Gwyn." He was so devilishly handsome, his eyes sparkled with eachthrust. He brushed my damp hair back from my face with one hand while he squeezedmy ass with the other. He closed his eyes and let out a low groan, "sogood, babe." He knitted his eyebrows together, and I felt his cock growharder. I knew he was getting close. The thought aroused me so profoundly, Ifelt myself moisten considerably and contract around him inside of me. Iincreased the tempo and depth wanting to maximize his stimulation. "Sofucking good, ah, Gwyn. Fuck!" He grabbed my ass and started thrustingpowerfully up into me, working with my rhythm. We moved in sync, our breathcoming raggedly, the pleasure overwhelming, orgasm for both of us close. Icouldn't help let out gasps and moans with each deep thrust as he touched mycore.
Andy gripped my waist like an iron vice and his urgency increased. "Ugh,fuck, You're amazing! Fuck me! You're so fucking beautiful!" And withthat, I came so hard I couldn't breathe. My whole body convulsed as waves ofenergy passed through it. My passage convulsed, gripping Andy, milking his seedfrom him, and he came with his blue eyes locked on my own, groaning roughly,digging his nails in my waist.
I bent down, resting my head by his neck, panting, listening to him breathe. Weboth continued to contract and pulse for some time, in a mental euphoria. Atsome point, I heard Andy's low voice at my ear, "verygood girl," and a low chuckle. I chuckled too, and turned my head to kisshim. "Here, babe, I'll grab the base as you get off," he said as Iwent to dismount.
I smiled. I rolled off, Andy holding the full condom on the base of his shaftas I did so, and I said, "good boy!" smiling cheekily, earning myselfa swat to the butt.
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FanfictionGwyn is 34 years old, a successful veterinarian. She works long hours, and moved far away from her friends to take her current job. She's profoundly lonely, and has suffered from dysthymia and episodic major depression her entire adult life. She's a...
