Quickly tell Nathan to pull out, M
From Create Your Own Story
"Pull out" your breath struggles out of you, your own hand now dropping between you both so you can stroke yourself in time with his thrusts "I want you to watch you cum, Nathe"
Nathan thrusts into you as far as he can manage, but it's not enough. You need more, you need him deeper still, and you thrust your hips back to meet his. You can feel the way he gasps, the vibration buzzing through your entire system. Just as you start to think he hadn't heard you, Nathan breaks away from you, not wasting a second to replace your warmth with his fingers. Nathan nods, his own hand now wrapped tightly around his cock, stroking himself to match your pace, mutually jerking to the sight of each other. His face is a beautiful mix of lusty need and determination as he watches you with intensity while stroking himself. Drinking every curve of you in like he's never seen someone more attractive in his life. You can see every muscle in his body tensing and flexing, you can only imagine what the view is like from his perspective.
The rhythmic slapping of skin against skin creates a symphony of lust, accompanied by the rapid, shallow breaths and moans of pleasure from both partners. With a wild abandon, he speeds up his movements until you can barely keep up. The rhythm of your bodies becomes a blur of movement and sensation until finally, you both reach an end to your desperate hunt for release.
You both cry out in unison as you cum. Nathan's hot cum coats your stomach, dripping down your chest and mixing with your own still spurting cum. You can see every moment of ecstasy etched on his face, every muscle tense and his cock twitch as it sends several strong waves onto you.
You collapse against the counter, both of you breathing heavily as you watch the other, the throbbing bliss in your body radiating outwards.
"Fuck, that was amazing" you say just to hear yourself
Nathan's breath is heavy and hot against your neck. You can feel the way his pulse is racing, beating a track against his skin. You can't respond, you can barely even move. "You okay?"
Nathan nods, too exhausted to form words.
"Fuck, I'm so sorry" Nathan mumbles, looking down at his hand sticky still on his cock grimacing at the mess he had made of you.
