My Sidekick Now update

Karen slid her hand back and forth, watching his cockhead push through her coiled fingers, then be swallowed up by them again. Tim’s cock stiffened inside of her fist. Her pulse raced as if to match its throbbing. She saw his hairy balls swaying with her pumps on his shaft, so she cupped them in her other hand.

Karen squeezed his balls while she stroked his length and all too soon, his manhood was standing at its full length. She almost felt disappointed. She’d been enjoying jerking him off, but now that he was hard, she felt compelled to abandon that enjoyment for the greater pleasure of having him fuck her. Nothing else compared to being fucked by him.

“Give me that cock, motherfucker,” she cursed, though her voice was soft, almost pleading, almost hypnotized by his big, vigorous erection. “I want it just like last time. But harder now. Much harder. You know I can take it and I know you want more… to fuck me hard… you wanna treat me like some hot little whore, don’t you? Well, do it! Make me your bitch! If anything can do it, this fat cock can!”

She turned him loose, giving Tim a little shove back, then licking the palm of the hand she’d had jerking him off, making eye contact with him through his tinted domino mask the entire time. Then she lay back on the bed. Her breasts curved to the sides with gravity’s side, though they were so massive they didn’t seem to flatten the way most women’s did. They were too firm and perky for that. Instead, they seemed to be held up by stiff nipples, the fat points almost an inch long.

Karen knew those tits were her main attraction, but she wanted to see how much he valued her pussy. Obviously, any guy would want to titfuck her, just to say they’d done it, but she doubted that pleasure could compare with fucking her tight cunt. So, with her ass resting on the foot of the bed, she spread her legs.

Tim’s eyes darted between her powerful thighs and he stared for a long time at her sex, seeing the engorged pinkness of her labia, the few curls of golden hair that framed her slit, and the throbbing fullness of her clitoris. She was soaked. Her inner thighs gleamed with wetness, while what little he could see of her inner folds through her flaring gates almost seemed to shimmer inviting.

Planting her boots on the foot, Karen pumped her hips upward, offering her naked pussy to Tim, demanding to be entered. Her eyes smoldered, slitted tightly as she waited for the boy, no, the man to ram himself into her sex. She wrapped her hands around her breasts, squeezing their fullness and pinching her nipples, while she rolled her hips with the preemptive enjoyment of having Tim’s eyes on her. She knew it was the first step of him fucking her and it was almost enough to sate her. Almost.

Tim felt the same way. Staring into her cunt, he clasped his member tightly, couldn’t help but rake it with his grip. The cockhead bulged and dripped as he stroked his shaft.

“You really wanna jerk off now?” Karen teased him, mocking him to try and hide how much she was pleading with him. “I know it must feel good—why else would guys do it so much?—but can it really be as good as putting that hard cock in me? I’ll let you do it, Tim. I want you to do it, you bastard. Ohhh, God, I actually want you to fuck me! Fuck Power Girl! Show me that first time wasn’t just a fluke! Show me you’re the fucking man, Tim!”

Tim was panting so hard it was a wonder he was getting any air at all. Before he suffocated, he rushed between her spread legs. When his hard cock slapped down on her cunt, Karen gasped loudly. She thrust her hips forward to dig into that sensation, and would’ve crushed Tim’s prick against his own abs if he hadn’t shoved her down even harder, even more forcefully, and then guided himself inside of her before she could even think to complain.

He’s got some goddamn moves, Karen thought to herself, though wondering if he was a natural, or more skilled than she’d figured, or simply learning the ropes exceptionally quick, that all went out the window as his cockhead slid into her pussy. She couldn’t think at all and neither could Tim, he could only feed himself into her, watch her lips stretch, feel the thrilling heat of her cunt surround his prick all over again.

Karen wailed, spiking her hips up to lift Tim over her, his own body weight driving his cock down into her, their groins grinding together. “Fuck me, Tim! Please, please, oooooh! FUCK ME!”

Tim grabbed her hips, wrenched himself out of her just to shove his cock back in, deep, his eyes blazing as they ran to her tits and watched how she was groping herself in the delirium of being fucked by him. Her pussy gripped his cock, tried to squeeze the cum out of it—he moaned as he pulled himself free and plunged into her again with all his strength.

The thrust knocked Karen flat on her back, and he held her down with more pumping strokes, making her cry out with his erection lunging inside of her. She let go of her breasts to grab onto the edges of the bed, holding it so tight her fingers tore through the mattress and into the bedsprings, while her hips rutted up and down with his pistoning cock.

Her breasts shook from the force of Tim’s hard thrusts, jiggling and wobbling as if to show off how real they were despite their immense size. Karen grunted, Tim’s pumps also ramming the air from her lungs. As he slid all of his length into her pussy, his groin wetly slapped down on her lap, adding a lewd beat to the chorus of their sighs and moans as they enjoyed each other.

Karen tightened her grip on the mattress, rending her fingers deeper into the twisting bedsprings, while bouncing her ass up and down, feeling Tim’s balls spank at her bare ass. Her head whirled from side to side, wide-eyed with the sensations Tim produced as he let his lust for her run wild.

“Ahhh, Tim, TIM!” Karen keened, her hips whipping at his lithe body as if attempting to buck him off, but he refused to be unseated. He had mounted her and he intended to stay mounted. “So good, baby, it’s so good! FUCK, your cock feels so great inside me! I love it, I fucking love it! Don’t you love it, Tim? Don’t you love fucking Power Girl!?”

Tim said nothing. He could barely hear her over the blood pounding in his ears. All he cared about was to keep fucking her, keep getting her off, somehow go harder and harder while resisting the urge to come. And his desire, his need to come was getting stronger all the time.

He looked down at Karen’s wet cunt slamming onto his prick, her fiery gates riding his swollen length. His body was shaking again, trying to absorb the unbelievable sensations on his manhood. His balls bounced off Karen’s creamy ass, stinging a little with how hard they impacted the firm flesh—it was one more thing for him to lock down. He concentrated on her splayed pussy, the vivid wetness that held his prick so tight, but let him thrust into her so deeply.

“I want you to make me come!” Karen whined. “I want to come and come—you better make me come, Tim! You better fuck my fucking brains out! Oooooh, fuck Power Girl… fuck Power Girl’s cunt… my hot, wet cunt…”

Her eyes rolled up in her head as she sank into an orgasm, not one that exploded into her consciousness, but one that seemed to ensnare her, going on and on as Tim kept fucking her, until it was hard to tell if she’d come again or her first climax was still unspooling, revitalized by every thrust of his hard cock inside her.

Tim’s eyes ran from her pussy, gorging itself on his cock, to her jiggling breasts. It startled him how much they danced and wobbled with every thrust he made into her. He could barely see Karen’s face through her bounding breasts.

Karen moaned happily as her pleasure stubbornly refused to die. With her endless lust starting to be satisfied, she could better feel Tim’s member—discern its size and pumping hardness from the glut of delicious satiation she felt. She could even make out the throb of his arousal when he pitched into the depths of her pussy.

Her clit was rubbed by his engorged member, shocking Karen with delight, but she wanted more. She wanted to get Tim off, to satisfy him totally. She didn’t know if it was gratitude or pride or lust or, hell, if she was falling in love with the little shit. She just wanted him to feel this too.

“Do you like it, Tim?” she asked huskily. “How good is my cunt for you?”

“God, Peej, it’s the best!” Tim gasped, still fucking deep inside of her.

“You love fucking me?”

“Yes, yes!”

“Is my pussy hot enough and wet enough for that big dick?”

“Shit, Peej!”

Karen wasn’t expecting to get much of an answer to him. She knew talking this way got her off and she fully expected it to help Tim too. Men loved it when women acted like whores, after all—why wouldn’t they like one talking like a whore? She wanted to keep Tim hot, keep his prick hard, get as much cum as possible out of those big balls beating a tattoo against her ass.

“Nnnnn!” she gritted out, her eyes watering. “Tim, it’s going to happen again! I’m going to come again! Ohhh, FUCK! Fuck my pussy! Make my pussy come! Power Girl needs to come!”

Karen couldn’t take it anymore. She needed him to come. She needed his cum. Somehow she couldn’t properly get off without him doing the same, without him coming inside her. She rolled on top of him, easily outmuscling his slender body, and rammed herself down on his cock, twisting, grinding furiously.

“YES! YES! OH SHIT! HOW THE FUCK—rrrrngh!—fuck am I supposed to take this big cock, big cock fucking me! My tight little pussy! You motherfucker, you’re making me come like a goddamn slut!” Karen cried, almost hyperventilating. “Ohhh, Tim, Tim, can you feel me coming? You do it too, you bastard! Come for me like I’m fucking coming for you! Come with me! COME INSIDE ME! DON’T YOU HOLD BACK, YOU SON OF A BITCH, I NEED THAT FUCKING CUM!”