Analyzed By With Sarah Young And Peter North

Eager to satisfy their partner’s darkest desires, Sarah Young and Peter North found themselves on the leather couch, entwined in a passionate embrace. Sarah, with her curvaceous figure and unruly blonde hair, pressed her voluptuous breasts against Peter’s muscular chest, her pert nipples straining against the thin fabric of her lacy bra. She could feel his hardness through his pants, the bulge proof of his desire.

“I want you,” Sarah purred, her voice dripping with lust. “I need to feel your cock deep inside me, stretching me, filling me.”

Peter growled, his hands roaming her body, squeezing and kneading her ample flesh. “I aim to please, baby. But first…” He trailed off, sliding his hand between her thighs, his fingers brushing against her damp panties. “You’re already so wet. You want this, don’t you?”

Sarah moaned, her hips bucking as his fingers rubbed her through the thin, soaked fabric. “Yes, God yes! I need it, Peter. I’m aching for your touch, your cock.”

With a Wolfish grin, Peter ripped Sarah’s panties off, tossing the shreds aside. His fingers delved into her wet folds, stroking and teasing her sensitive nub. “Fuck, you’re dripping. Your pussy is so ready for me.”

Sarah’s breath hitched as Peter’s fingers plunged into her, his thumb circling her clit. “Ah, yes! More, please, more!”

Peter chuckled darkly, adding another finger, pumping into her slick heat. Her walls clenched around him, drawing him deeper. His cock throbbed, straining against his pants, eager to replace his fingers. But he delighted in teasing her, bringing her to the brink of ecstasy before pulling back.

As Sarah writhed and moaned beneath him, Peter lavished attention on her breasts, his mouth latching onto a nipple through the flimsy lace of her bra. He suckled and bit gently, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak. Sarah gasped, her hands fisting in his hair, holding him to her breast.

In an instant, Peter ripped open Sarah’s bra, freeing her ample mounds. Her rosy nipples, already stiff with arousal, begged for his touch. He obliged, licking and sucking, his ministrations sending shockwaves of pleasure through Sarah’s body. “Peter,” she whimpered, her hips rolling against his hand, seeking more friction.

Sensing her desperation, Peter finally unzipped his pants, freeing his massive cock. Sarah’s eyes widened at the sight, her juices flooding her folds. “God, Peter. You’re huge. I don’t know if I can take all of you.”

Peter smirked, stroking his impressive length. “Oh, you’ll take it. You’ll take every thick inch.”

With that promise, Peter hiked Sarah’s legs over his shoulders, positioning the broad tip of his cock at her entrance. Sarah coincided, her breath hitching with anticipation and a hint of fear. Peter wasn’t just large; he was larger than any man she had taken before.

Gently, Peter pushed forward, his cockhead easing past her slick entrance. A moan tore from Sarah’s throat at the stretch, her hands flying to his shoulders. Peter paused, letting Sarah adjust, his thumb flicking over her clit. “Breathe, baby. Relax and take me.”

Sarah nodded, her body relaxing slightly. Peter pushed further, inch by delicious inch disappearing inside her. “Fuck, Sarah. You’re so tight. Like a vice around my cock.”

Sarah mewled, the burn of the stretch giving way to a deep, aching pleasure. “More, Peter. Please, more!”

With those words, Peter thrust deep, his heavy balls slapping against Sarah’s ass. She cried out, her pussy spasming around his cock, already teetering on the edge. “Oh god! Yes, there! Fuck me, Peter! Harder!”

Peter obliged, setting a punishing pace, his hips snapping against hers. The room filled with the obscene sounds of flesh slapping against flesh, of Sarah’s wanton moans and pleas.

As Peter pounded into her, Sarah’s body tensed, her climax approaching. “I’m close, Peter. So close.”

Peter reached between them, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come on my cock.”

With a scream, Sarah did, her orgasm crashing over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy muscles clenched, rippling along Peter’s cock, drawing him deeper. Through the haze of her climax, she felt him stiffen, heard his hoarse shout as he buried himself to the hilt, his hot seed exploding inside her.

They collapsed together, chests heaving, sweat-slicked bodies entwined. Sarah’s pussy continued to flutter, milking every last drop from Peter’s spent cock. “That was…” she panted, unable to finish the thought.

Peter simply grinned, dropping a tender kiss on her forehead. “I know. We’re just getting started.”