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Average Joe: Zainab & Her Toys V (18+)

I took mercy on her, but all I could manage was a nod. I quickly released the vibrator and her hip, and shot my hands up to her breasts, pinching her nipples just as she tipped over the edge.

Zainab warbled and trembled, more like she was about to faint than come. Her pussy clamped tight around my cock in involuntary spasms. And her fingernails dug into my collar bones as she tried to hold herself up in the wild seizure.

Eventually, her arms gave way, and she collapsed onto my chest, exhausted. I slid my hands down her sweat-prickled sides, tracing in at her narrow waist, then flaring out at her hips. I grabbed her there, where her soft skin creased just past her hip bones, and slowly rocked her back and forth on my cock. I could feel my rigid pole squelching in and out of her, now even wetter than before.

The whole time, the vibrator thundered away in her ass.

She lifted her head from my chest, her mop of hair finally free of her scrunchie and sexily unkempt. Zainab’s eyes were bleary through her fogged glasses, and her mouth hung open. But our eyes were locked as the vibrator and I double-stuffed her without remorse.

Zainab’s arousal quickly revived as her clit ground into my pubic bone in that reverse-missionary position. She slipped around on top of me, our sweat lubricating the motion of her silky smooth skin on mine. I reached my head forward to kiss her, but she was too far gone to do anything other than let me probe her mouth with my tongue.

She grunted at me, slopping around like a grounded fish. I grabbed her hips tighter and bucked up into her on every downstroke. I started grunting too, as my pace quickened, and it wasn’t long before I began to feel that warm tingle building in my limbs.

“I’m going to come,” I groaned.

“Fuck me,” Zainab drooled on my chest in response. “Fuck my dirty, little pussy!”

“Yeah? You like that? ” I panted. “You like being fucked by two cocks at once?”

If she replied, I didn’t hear it. But I knew the answer.

I shoved Zainab down on my cock as hard as I could, simultaneously thrusting my hips up into her, as I was overcome with pure ecstasy. I gushed spurt after glorious spurt of cum deep inside her, feeling it shoot through me over and over again.

My orgasm seemed to trigger Zainab’s own climax. When she felt my cum bathing her womb, her eyes rolled back in her head and her spent pussy bit down hard on my spewing cock.

She finally stilled on top of me, and I could no longer grind my length into her. I was paralysed with over-sensitivity. We were spent.

However, the damn vibrator kept electrocuting us. We were almost trapped. I fumbled for it, buzzing away in Zainab’s ass, but I lacked the dexterity to turn it off. Managing to hook the vibrating clitoral arm with one of my fingers, I wrenched it out of her and dropped it onto the sheets.

“Oh, thank you,” she gasped with a giggle.

“I know, right?” I laughed back. I gave her a sloppy kiss. “It kind of got away from me there.”

I caressed the slick contours of her hips and back as I brought Zainab into a tight embrace. I held her close to me, and we slowly let our breathing return to normal. The warmth, the wetness, the smell…it was perfect.

“Are you okay, Babe?” I asked after soaking up the moment.

“Oh my God, yes,” Zainab giggled. She looked up and stretched forward for a kiss, breathing me in as she did so. “That was so hot.”

I smiled at her, brushing her tattered hair away from her face with my fingers. I gently removed her glasses and placed them on the bedside table.

Zainab’s big eyes blinked brightly at me, and she returned the smile. “I have to pee,” she chirped, unsheathing me from her smouldering pussy and dancing off to the bathroom.

“Are you going to have a shower?” I asked when I went in after her to wash the vibrator and relieve myself.

“I’m just going to wash my face,” she smiled, wiping my dripping cum from her pussy. “Oh, there’s so much cum, Will.”

I just smiled, and she wrinkled her nose at me. We watched each other in the mirror as we washed our faces, and brushed our teeth, affectionately stroking one another. She took my hand and led me back into the bedroom, smiling at me over her bare shoulder and taking me into a warm embrace.

When I woke the next morning, I was spooning Zainab. My cock was rock-hard and buried between her ass cheeks. I stirred, instinctively grinding into her and tightening my grip around her chest. Her soft, little breasts and erect nipples greeted my fingers.

“About time you woke up,” Zainab murmured. “I thought you were going to have a wet dream in my ass.”

I chuckled sleepily. “Good morning to you too. Did you sleep well?”

“Yeah,” she sang, turning around in my arms and kissing me. “Yuk, morning breath.”

“You’re not so great yourself,” I teased.

Zainab smiled and turned her face away from me, exposing her neck. I leaned in and started kissing the soft skin just above her collar bone, and she reached down and fondled my hardness. Our breathing quickened, the moaning started, and before I knew it, I was on top and inside her.

Zainab screwed up her face as she caught a whiff of my breath, and I immediately felt self-conscious. I buried my face in the pillow beside her to spare her the smell, but that quickly became uncomfortable. Instead, I sat up on my haunches and lifted Zainab’s legs up, placing her ankles on my shoulders. Somehow, miraculously, my cock seemed to slip another inch or two inside her steaming pussy.

“Oh, that’s so deep,” Zainab moaned.

I’d love to be able to say I felt her cervix with the end of my cock, but I was lost in a tight sensation of wet heat. I pumped in and out of my girlfriend, sinking every millimetre of my cock inside her.

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