Christy hot girl squeezed down on her pussy once more as another wave washed over her, this time equal parts pleasure and pain. It felt so different from when she used her vibrator or when Charlie went down on her. Her clit still throbbed, sending waves of intensity up her spine any time Charlie happened to bear down just right or his pubic hair scratched against it, but this other feeling – deep and part of her soul – was on another level. It was like going in the ocean for the first time after a lifetime of swimming in lakes. All she knew is that she wanted more.
As Charlie’s pace quickened, the pain abated. Now it was pure pleasure, washing over her, making her legs shake, refocusing all of her nerve endings between her legs. All she wanted was more: deeper, harder, faster into her. She said things; things that might make her blush tomorrow morning. She wanted to eat Charlie alive, to consume him and every ounce of his vigor. Holy fuck this felt good.