Sweethearts, Spicy Memories update (Patreon)

“I can smell your perfume… and your cream,” Leon moaned, smiling up at Ada’s dazed eyes.

There was no doubting the excitement written on all of his glowing face. She blushed hotly, saying nothing, but the sight of her flushed cheeks was enough to encourage more from Leon.

“I love it. It makes me hard. But as much as my cock’s throbbing, I need another taste of your cunt.”

He dipped his face between her thighs again to devour her pussy. Before, he’d lapped up her juices, the wet evidence of her orgasm. Now, he shoved his tongue all the way into her tight passage, fucking Ada with its stiffened length.

Ada couldn’t take anymore: “Now!” she begged desperately, her lips dry, parched. The thought occurred to her of how a kiss, wet with her own juices, would moisten them. “Fuck me now! Let me have all of it! Give me your big hard cock and let me have it all the way inside me, fucking me hard, so hard!”

She spread her legs as wide as possible while bracing herself against the wall. Leon rose up, the blunt tip of his massive erection dark red and quaking with excited blood. He guided it toward Ada’s quivering sex.

The deep cleft between her labia lips was wet and slippery, well-prepared by both her recent climax and Leon’s tongue. The man had no difficulty in entering her. He put both hands under her squirming ass to hold her in place—Ada could only tremble as he fed himself, inch by inch, all the way into her. She sighed with her cunt wrapped around his enormous cock; that seemed to be its only purpose, the thing it was meant to do.

Leon couldn’t bear the perfection of it either. He drew back quickly, only staying out of her for half a second before ramming himself back in. Then he was fucking Ada at a gallop.

Every thrust was a new thrill for Ada, each one more intense, more prolonged, than the last. She loved how Leon dropped down to mouth her breasts, his cock still pistoning away frantically inside her sex. His lips raced from one aching nipple to the other, then back to her mouth, kissing her hard.

But even as she felt that, Ada was also overwhelmed by the sensation of his hairy balls bouncing unrestrainedly up against her sopping wet pussy. Well-fucked already and even better fucked now.

Then she experienced his expert caress just within the cleft of her ass, his fingertips lacing the sensitive flesh there with pleasure. His powerful hands gripped and squeezed her buttocks, pulling her body even closer to his. Leon showed her exactly how he wanted her to move, increasing the rhythm of his cock pumping itself into her willing, wildly responsive snatch.

It all added up, all mounted and combined, until it was too much for Leon, just as it was for Ada. He lost all control and she felt, actually felt, the rippling thrums of his cock sheathed inside her. Then that faint, electric feeling was obliterated by the ferociously hot flood of his cum. Ada blanked out with sensation, feeling only how he spilled his load deep inside her body.

Until she felt that incredible wet gush right at the core of her, Ada hadn’t thought she would reach another orgasm. Leon was just so fierce in rutting her, racing towards his own satisfaction—not that she minded his roughness at all. But when he came inside her so thoroughly, so domineeringly, Ada felt a climax that shook her like the earth itself was moving. And then she realized he was still hard.

Leon was exhilarated all over again by her bodily convulsions, Ada’s loudly orgasmic gasps that burst out of her with her ecstasy. He could only want more, want to give her more, and he sucked even more voraciously at Ada’s tits. Her mind and senses melted into a pool of molten heat, thoughts lost to bliss as she came and came on his endlessly fucking member.

“I’M COMING!” Ada cried at the top of her lungs, not caring who might hear her, only that Leon knew of the rapture he’d transported her to. “OH GOD! I’M COMING SO HARD! MY PUSSY’S ON FIRE! IT’S BURNING UP! I CAN’T STOP COMING, OH GOD, GOD!”

Half an hour later, Ada was wrapped around Leon’s prostrate form, still tingling from the many orgasms that had devastated her all while she was impaled on Leon’s tireless dick.

She considered that at the moment, she felt no sense of loss at having amnesia. The only important things she had to know were how hard she could come—and how lucky she was to have a man who could do that to her time and time again.