Can't Hold Back (3)
"Ah. Ugh. Hnng..."
As I diligently work my hips, gradually coaxing my body to get more used to that dildo, the mirror right in front of me suddenly pops into my head. I look up, and instantly, my eyes lock with the reflection staring back at me. The girl in the mirror wears a face that's a little different from the one lost in total ecstasy before.
"Hoo..."
Even amid all this intense pleasure, a lingering trace of pain keeps my features slightly furrowed. But that subtle scrunch, paired with eyes that have sharpened just a bit, gives off a more seductive vibe? Something hornier, at least with my limited vocabulary. Closer to the vibe of a bad girl, maybe? And with my face still disheveled like this, it looks even sluttier, like I'm really getting ravished in some scenario. Whatever. The key point is that this bitch-in-heat face is mine, and I'm the one wearing it while savoring that dildo like it's the best thing ever.
And now it's time for the highlight. I want to savor this moment to the fullest. So, dragging my already exhausted body by sheer willpower, I lift my head to watch my own face. Everything's ready. Swollen with massive anticipation, I coax and soothe the hole that's starting to adjust again. I clench and release around the dildo one last time to prep, then shove my hips back all the way.
My head drops instantly—I can't hold it up for even a second. Overwhelming pleasure and pressure crush me, and I stagger, barely grabbing the sink to steady myself.
"Ehrgh... ughgrr..."
Monstrous groans that aren't quite moans start spilling from my lips. Pure, reflexive sounds bursting out as raw ecstasy overwhelms me. I never thought I'd describe it this way, but it hits spots deeper than before, stretching me open and flooding me with fresh waves of pleasure and foreign fullness. I savor the dildo stuffed deep inside me for a moment, but my body has no intention of stopping.
My head's slumped down, legs going weak, mind and voice turning incoherent, face wrecked, sweating buckets at my limits—but I want to fully taste this fresh, massive shock of sensation to the end. Move your hips.Squelch— "Hngh... ugh!" The wet friction between my inner walls and the silicone echoes lewdly. The dildo that plunged deep now drags along my insides on the way out. Slowly, but thoroughly churning everything up.
"Ughgrk."
It keeps sliding out endlessly from the depths until—snick—the ridged head catches at my entrance. I pause there. My rear hole, once packed full of that heavy silicone mass, now feels a mix of loss and relief. It's comfortable, but my body, not yet at full climax, screams for more.
A deep breath, then I push it back in. Slower this time. Squelch— Another filthy friction sound fills the bathroom. Unlike the single brutal thrust before, I ease it in bit by bit. "Uh... nngh. Hnngh..." A more controlled, stable pleasure slowly fills me. The emptiness from pulling out starts getting plugged from the bottom up. This sensation of leisurely scraping my walls, pressing into every nook and cranny—it's insanely addictive.
"...Hic."
Soon, the dildo burrows deepest again, its balls molded against my ass cheeks, asserting its presence. Just silicone touching skin, but right now, even that's a huge turn-on. And once more, something thwacks deep inside, a weird new pleasure unlike before... "Heeeh..." But I'm beyond rational thought now. Just a bitch in heat, enslaved to instinct, shaking my hips for pure carnal bliss.
One hand's already at my clit and pussy, rubbing furiously because the ass sensation alone isn't enough. My juices have dripped onto the floor, pooling wetly, and the bathroom echoes with the slutty sounds from my pussy and ass.
"Nngh. Nngh. Uu... ngh."
My talented body adapts quickly now. The unfamiliarity of the start is gone; I shake my hips with familiar ease, chasing pleasure back and forth. "...Ughk." Of course, every now and then, uncontrollable lust drives me to slam it deep, hitting something inside that delivers a shocking mix of ecstasy and taboo thrill—but that's the addictive part.
The arousal keeps building, and it doesn't take long to near climax. That clogged-up feeling right before the peak, one I've tasted a few times now. I start swinging my hips wider. The dildo pistons from its deepest point to where the head catches at my entrance, over and over.
"Eugh. Hnngh... haah... hngrk. Nngh..." Half-pleasure, half-shock instincts pour from my mouth in moans, amplifying the lewdness.
Just a bit more.Plunge— "Hngh!" Deeper than ever. Hitting the deepest spot, and then a little more. "Ughgrr..." I grind my hips up-down, side-to-side, rubbing the tip deep inside like crazy. Climax is close. Ending with that intense deep pleasure would feel the best...
"Ngh... hng."
I keep grinding it deep. Holding until the peak builds almost to bursting but stalls at the edge. Then I shove my hips forward hard. Squelch— "Ughk!" The motion and my clenching walls yank the dildo right out of my ass. Massive release and ecstasy crash over my whole body again. Like always, this one instant of bliss is pure addiction.
"Hngh... nngh..."
My legs buckle, nearly collapsing, but my arms clutch the sink and hold me up. I lean against it, staggering, savoring the aftershocks rippling through me.
"Haa... haaa..."
Catching my breath, I adjust my posture. From the shock and recoil, my trembling body had been hunched over; now I slowly straighten from the waist, arching back... Thud. "...?" Something warm touches my lower back. The dildo? Touching here? I'm in the middle of the bathroom...
I crane my neck and glance sideways into the big mirror. There they are: the now-"small" one that served as warmup, and beside it, the massive one that just ravaged my depths.
"Whoa..."
Seeing it like this, it's huge. My bathroom's narrow side-to-side, sure, but I didn't back up much, and it reaches my lower back... And that was inside me... I touch it again—still warm. Not lukewarm, but hot, like it preserved my body heat. Makes sense, since it was stabbing deep inside. Feels like gripping a cock straight from my own body temp. My face flushes a bit.
...Man, this takes it out of me. In the heat, I was beyond excited—total mess, barely registering—but the stamina drain is no joke. The impacts deep inside and the wide range of motion, plus my frantic thrusting...
"Ughh."
And now the lower body soreness from training crashes back with this extra strain. My ass muscles scream like they're tearing.
"Aaaah..."
Pain-mixed groans slip out unbidden. Just moments ago, it was all horny ecstasy moans nonstop.
Time to wash up. Shower and crash. My body can't take more. So, after a long while without, I drag my spent, shaky-legged self through a shower and flop into bed. Feels like a routine at this point.
What time is it? I started around 10 PM, I think. No clue. Phone's in the cabinet after killing the porn, but I couldn't even grab the dildo—left it stuck there—and no energy for the phone either. Vowing a more productive day tomorrow amid the exhaustion, I pass out. Feeling the need to hit the workouts harder, too.