Late For Work (III)

[ Chapter 19 ] [ Madeline's POV ]

I couldn't careless the coldness of the floor as I remained laying beneath his huge build with my back on the floor.

The corner of his lips curved into smirk as he hold my thighs tight, spreading me wide before rocked his hips with single push, impaling his huge size on me.

"Aaaaahhh!" I squealed as his tremendous tip pushed open the inner walls of my aching womanhood.

"It's so fucking tight." He grunted in pleasure as my pussy began to stretch outward when he pushed more of his huge size into me, stretching my walls open with the enormous ridge of his tip.

I felt my eyes rolling upwards, his cock felt simply heavenly, despite having been inside me for many times its hardness and thickness is always aching me in wonder.

"I want all of it, Sir please." I breathed, throwing my legs as wide as I could. "Please, put all of it in me. Fuck me hard." I gasped, still shaking.

"Well then." He chuckled. Slowly but steadily, I felt his monstrous size tearing me inside.

I began to squealed, gritting down my teeth at the slight pain I felt when his enormous length began its journey towards my womb, forcing its way over my tight vaginal walls.

It's clear I was still find it hard to adapt on his size, that wasn't odd though since I hadn't gotten laid in the past five years and his was a lot bigger than my late husband.

Our eyes locked for a moment before he uttered another grunt.

A string of obscenities gushed from my pink mouth as I felt the walls of my pleasure bud give in one by one to his unrelenting hardness.

My pussy was already sopping wet from cumming and our foreplay earlier. I felt so wet, full and entirely ready for a wild pounding.

He was thick, long and filling me full. Everything about him was pure aphrodisiac of erotic delight. I just couldn't get enough of him.

I closed my eyes and got my breathing under control.

I squeezed, feeling every inch of him inside me. I could feel all of its hard shape and its pulse, it touched my furtherst end. When I squeezed for a second time, he gave a low groan of pleasure.

"Now Sir." I flashed him my seductive smile and pleaded, "Please fuck me, Sir. Fuck me hard."

Vincent smirked at me and pulled himself slowly out of my pussy, inch by inch. When he could retreat no further, he paused.

And then silently, unbidden, he pushed himself back in. I gasped as I could feel myself being split open as my soft, supple body yielded to his rock hard cock.

"Ohhhhhh." I moaned as I felt myself being split open, wider and wider, it's so good, my consious was slowly slipping away due to intense pleasure he gave me.

I gripped fistfuls of my long dirty brown hair. "Oh yess, that's it."

Vincent repeated the motions, slightly faster. I felt his hands tightly holding my hips, and delighted in the simple fucking motions as he thrust himself in and out of my cunt.

"Yesss, Yesss!" I moaned hoarsely. "Give it to me. Fuck me hard with that cock."

Vincent complied, moving his hips faster and faster. My massive breasts were bouncing with his thrusts, faster and faster. I could feel another orgasm is rising now.

"You like taking that big cock, don't you slut?"

"Oh God, yes." I cried, the way he dirty talks to me while pounding me harder, calling me slut is a huge turn on to me.

Such a finest gentleman, triggering such a perfect man into the man he was now, man full of desire, lust and wild are my utmost pride. My charm is still good enough to corrupting such a man.

"I love it. Right there Sir, fuck yes. I'm going to-"

Just then, I felt an immense void as he pulled out of me completely.

"Noooo!" I cried out in frustration, turning to see why he had abandoned me. "Wha-why?"

"You want to cum." He stated with evil smile, lying down himself on the floor. "I want to see you work for it. Get back on my cock, you fucking slut."

I pouted but he was right, I wanted to cum, I needed to cum!

I scrambled over to straddle him, took his huge cock in my hands, and guided him back inside me.

Holding my hands on his hard chest, on his black suit as he was still clothed. I slammed my weight down on him, impaling myself with his huge size.

"Ohhh, ohhh, yess, yess." I moaned, I love riding him, bouncing up and down on his cock.

At this rate, I was no longer concerned with pleasing him, only in bringing pleasure to myself.

Slam

Slam

Slam

I kept moaning as I slammed myself down on his cock, again and again. I was so fucking close to my climax. It was building inside me, near to taking over and sweeping me away.

But suddenly, I couldn't help but gasp when he suddenly rolled me on to my back. He slipped out of me in the process, and I felt his thick cock, banging around my thighs as he settled in between my legs.

I reached quickly down and grabbed him, lining him up to enter her. He lifted my legs to his shoulders, as I guided the tip of his cock toward my velvety smooth entrance.

"Aaaahh! Yesss!" I whimpered, feeling him slide inside me once more, in this position he could ram on me deeper, I had never got fucked like this before. It's so good.

Vincent leaned forward, my legs still on his shoulders, which caused my body to contort. It was almost painful, as I felt myself folded nearly in half.

"Fuck me!" I cried out as he sunk himself all the way into me. "Fuck me, break me.. Aaahhh." Right now I concern nothing but my own pleasure.

Now there was no pain, only pleasure as he folded me in half and fucked me deeper than he ever had.

This angle allowed our pelvises to touch fully together. When we did, I felt every delicious inch of his cock inside me.

"Oh yes," I screamed hoarsely. "Don't stop! Don't you fucking stop!"

I gripped the back of his muscled arms as I was thrusting my own hips up, desperately trying to merge with him.

"I'm going to cum inside you." He grunted, breathing fast and heavy, pumping his hips up and down.

"Yesss! Fill me up! Fuck me hard and cum inside this slut of yours." I moaned as I managed to look up at him.

There is no way I could miss his orgasm expression, the way his extremely beautiful face contorted in delight and pleasure of climax is simply heavenly.

The way he bit down his bottom lip and grunting between his gritting teeth is so erotic. The most erotic sight I've ever seen and I couldn't get enough of him.

"Oh God." I excited, squeezing my vaginal walls as tight as I could, gripping him tight. "Give it to me! Faster! Harder!!"

"Madeline! Madeline!"

Vincent kept moaning my name and with aloud grunt, he blasted himself inside me.

I could feel a warmth spreading inside me. Feeling his cock spurting giant gouts of his seed deep, deep inside my womb oh God. It felt so good. It took me over the edge.

"Oh my God." I screamed. "That's it. Keep fucking me. Fuck me harder. I'm cumming! Aaaahhh."

He thrust down while I thrust up, both of us grinding our hips into each, forcing ourselves into becoming one being.

I exploded, every part of me shattering from the intensity of my orgasm. It was intense, mind-blowing orgasm that driving me insane.

It was pulsating bliss as he continued pounded wave after wave of pleasure into me, barrelling his overflowing sperm inside my womb.

I could feel our mingled cum oozing out of my pleasure hole, as his hip motions slowed then stopped, and he collapsed atop me.

"Oh my God that's good." I panted, I gave him my most enchanting smile.

"Yeah." He breathed, I could feel his heartbeats on my breasts, pumping wildly on his chest.

Vincent started to pull out, but I wrapped my legs around him tight.

"Not yet," I whispered, nuzzling my neck into his shudder. I love the feeling of him inside me. "Not yet."

I closed my eyes and let myself drift away with him still buried deep, deep inside me.

A couple of minutes later he got a phone call and then dressed himself in hurry, not bothering to clean himself as he just pulled up his pants and buckled his belt.

Finger combed his pitch-black hair, he gave off a bad and wild aura which could make any woman swoon.

I admit that he was such a natural stunner, he was the type of man who couldn't look bad in any situations.

My scent is lingering all over him and I blushed at the thought he was going work with all my scent.

It's embarrassing and arousing at the same time. Marking such a finest man with my scent brings joy and pride to my female pride.

Warmly kissing my forehead, he bid me goodbye and I just staring at his manly back when his figure slowly driven away.

My lips curved into an evil smirk.

[ End of chapter ]

[ Note : It's a bit weird I think, it's my first time writing from female first person POV. I just want to try something new. Maybe I need some feedback from female readers. How's the chapter from female POV? You know, as a man, writing and reading from women POV is a bit weird. I don't know if I was doing good or bad ]